On the not-too-crowded underground street, Zhao Qian ignored the surprised looks from the people around him.
He held the skinny corpse in his arms and walked towards the so-called cemetery square in the gathering place.
Behind him was Liao Sha, who lowered her head and kept crying.
Most of the dead in this gathering were buried there.
After most people glanced at it, they turned away as if they had lost interest.
People silently made way for this person who had lost a relative.
Following the fairly bright alleyway, we passed a few streets and handed a few cans to an old man guarding the tomb.
This is one of the old guy's main sources of livelihood.
The potholes were completed, and the tombstones were replaced with a few solid wooden boards.
Zhao Qian borrowed a shovel from the old man and filled in the last few shovels of soil for Liao Sha's mother.
Everything was done.
After lighting a cigarette for myself, I didn't forget to give one to the old man.
"Have you always liked being so neurotic?"
Zhao Qian looked at the old guy in front of him.
There were many people hiding in the dark to protect him.
If you are an ordinary person, you may really think that he is just an old man guarding the tomb.
"Li, isn't it the same for you?
You've been hiding on my land for two years, like an ordinary outsider who lives his own life, hoping to integrate here one day."
The old man chattered endlessly, his eyes shining with wisdom.
Under certain circumstances, of course, this was the case, if analyzed according to Zhao Qian's previous identity.
"Think more about the girl, she is still young" "What do you think I want?"
The swordsman asked, his mind colliding because of this trivial thing for some travelers.
He was smiling, and it was terrifying.
At least in the old man's eyes, his smile was much scarier than the smile of anyone he had ever seen.
"When I was a teenager, I brought a life to an end.
For the sake of my brothers and sisters who were starving to death, I was thinking" "I know, I know, in this day and age people can do anything for food."
The old man shook out his old suit and took off the tombkeeper's overalls he was wearing.
He wanted to take advantage of the little guy in front of him.
"Shh, don't interrupt me."
Zhao Qian looked back at the little girl who had the last tender relationship with the tombstone, as if he was seeing someone when he was a child.
He looked at the old guy in front of him, his eyes full of visible bloodshot eyes.
The last time he looked at him was when he was in Paris.
The words were accentuated, with a strong murderous aura that ordinary people had never experienced before, making the leader of the gathering place tremble unnaturally.
He regretted thinking that everything was under his control this time.
The Asian in front of me looked more like the violent lunatic I had encountered while doing community service in a mental hospital decades ago.
It's ridiculous that the old man thought he could control him at some cost just now.
"You think you know everyone because there are skeletons under your throne."
Zhao Qian mocked.
"So, you think that the superiors can ignore the lives of the inferiors.
You have no idea what we weeds on the line of survival really want."
When he took it out, the other party had obviously noticed something was wrong.
He stood up and the old man took out the pistol in his arms, as if seeking the last bit of security.
"choke" The sword was unsheathed, and rapid footsteps came from the hiding place not far away.
The bodyguards of the leader of this underground gathering place.
Five.
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The man died, the owl's head, and the gun that the man was holding just about to pull the trigger turned into two halves.
"Do you know what it feels like for a person to kill another innocent person just to feed his brothers who are hungry at home?"
Someone whispered before the old guy died, and his blood spattered all over the floor, but Liao Sha didn't seem to see it.
Zhao Qian held the sword, and his ears were filled with the sound of the ticket.
"Your leader caused 400 points of damage to the leader of the gathering place, Li Ang, and the target died."
"Milestone: Brutalist.
You have killed 3 ordinary people.
You still need to kill 97 ordinary people to obtain this title."
"Due to the v1 attribute of Qi Jin Specialization: Crazy interference, your current mood is unstable.
Please adjust in time."
Moving forward, he saw two bodyguards wearing black vests who came over first, raising crossbows.
Almost as soon as the opponent reacted and raised the gun, he pulled the trigger.
"Puff" An arrow in the throat.
He acted very calm, even a little calmer than he usually was.
After taking another two steps forward, as if calculating something, three other bodyguards who came after hearing the news approached.
The sword was held in his hand.
Qi Jin Specialization v1 is activated.
As if he didn't hear the crazy ticket notification sound in his ear, Zhao Qian's eyes became redder and redder, and there were more and more bloodshot eyes in the whites of his eyes.
Better than ever.
He smiled when he saw the action of the other three men raising their guns.
Contempt like never before.
"Bang bang bang" Dynamic vision.
The bullet missed him.
The atmosphere became depressing from the moment the gunfire rang out.
Even though it had been said that the opponent this time was a warrior with qualities beyond ordinary people, no one mentioned that he was such a non-human being.
Three times the reaction speed of ordinary humans.
Zhao Qian's movements were as precise as a calculated robot.
Madmen always use their brains in unexpected ways. die The death of the first bodyguard stimulated the nerves of the other two people.
"How do you think you will die?"
There was a pause in the sentence.
After the sword cut off one person's right arm, the other person's gun was pointed at the guy close at hand and he was frantically pulling the trigger.
"Bang bang click" Fear permeated the silent and deserted cemetery.
"Uh, uh.
Jason, stop."
"You're scared."
Zhao Qian pinched the throat of the guy who was taking the bullet for him, not caring about the blood spattered on him. push.
There was another struggling man on the ground.
He was so injured that it was only a matter of time before he died.
Replace the magazine.
Fear seemed to be stimulating this man's potential.
He stepped back and replaced the magazine.
Zhao Qian walked and followed him.
Turn around and raise your gun.
He took a few steps forward, and with three times the strength of an ordinary person, he easily broke the last man's wrist.
"ah" Zhao Qian looked at the man and he was smiling.
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The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his master, and he was pulled by someone's hand.
"Bang" The man fell to the ground, was shot in the abdomen, and received another blow.
Bodies everywhere.
He picked up the little girl who was curled up not far away, trembling all over.
Zhao Qian held the sword in his left hand and walked toward the outside of the gathering place without saying a word.
"Your skill: Qi Jin Mastery v1 is upgraded to Qi Jin Mastery v2."
"Because you have learned the essentials of skills on your own in the travel world and upgraded your Qi Jin mastery skills, you have received an additional reward of 2 potential points and 2 free attribute points."
"Your mental value increases by 1 point, and your wisdom increases by 1 point." s: Skill upgrades, not counting skills comprehension, after all, almost all skills at the station are covered
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