Getting Stronger By Chapter 364: Strictly By the Rules1

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: Strictly By the Rules_1

Imdiately, so people noticed the two n’s smiles, and a sense of unease tightened in their hearts. Almost instantly, they discerned the fat man’s malicious intentions and realized that the two were not as simple as they appeared.

Sothing is amiss; the fat one fears them...

We need to leave. Those two dark-skinned guys don’t look easy to deal with...

After all, they were seasoned veterans. They might not have much talent, but their perception was good. So, seeing the fat man couldn’t free himself from the Black Iron Tower’s grip, decided to leave decisively because they saw the fat man’s true nature.

The fat man can’t beat them. He’s just sending people to die...

Just as these people imagined, the two n who belonged to Wang Zhan, but were temporarily assigned to Tie Xiuqing as tools, were far from simple. Therefore, even though they had already seen these characters, who possessed trendous presence and were montarily unmatched in the Underground City, the corners of their mouths only twitched slightly, their eyes filled with bloodthirst and indifference, completely unfazed.

"Interesting."

"Heh, cowardly fools, courting disaster for what enjoynt? You kill him. I thought that guy was too afraid to watch; turns out he just went to buy cigarettes. I could use one."

"HAHAHA, alright, save one for

then."

The fat man kept struggling, feeling a growing chill in his heart. He felt like he’d overlooked sothing! What the hell, are these guys ntally ill Martial Artists? Why does everything feel so eerie?

So he even roared in his mind, Damn it! You bastard, let

go!

He could feel it; this iron tower in front of him was definitely stronger than he was. So, he beca scared. Who wouldn’t be scared when a powerful, ntally ill Martial Artist was standing right in front of them?

However, the Black Iron Tower rely glanced at him lightly and then chuckled. "Little guy, don’t wet your pants! Be good now; it’ll be over in a jiffy."

The fat man froze, then flew into a rage. He hated it most when people called him fat!

Then, CRACK.

Various items—red, white, yellow, and green—shattered on the ground.

Afterward, only the fat man’s corpse remained on the ground, but his head now had a hole in it. His facial features were gone!

After a silence of several breaths, the crowd finally reacted, utterly terror-stricken.

"Damn! Run! Run!..."

"Quick, run! Split up! Don’t you fucking get in my way, dammit..."

"Move, get out of the way! I’ll kill anyone who blocks ! Scram, scram, scram!..."

"Our boss couldn’t even take one slap! What the hell are we playing at? Do they have to be so ruthless..."

Instantly, the scene descended into chaos. Like monkeys scattering when a tree falls, everyone scrambled desperately, trying to find an escape route. So even tripped and fell. They were trampled by others, their faces filled with panic, and they began to plead, tears mixing with laughter, looking worse off than ordinary people. They could only clutch their heads, dodging the trampling feet while begging for rcy.

"Don’t, don’t kill ! Don’t kill ! I’ll do anything..."

"Let’s make a deal! Let’s make a deal! We... we don’t want anything! Just spare , let

go..."

But it was evident they had all underestimated the strength of this man who resembled a Black Iron Tower, and his desire to kill.

「In the anti.」

Tie Xiuqing had gradually moved back to the doorway and saw the fat man’s corpse. Yet, he showed no reaction, rely trembling as he took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and forced himself to keep watching.

"Hey, kid, give

one."

Just then, the other Black Iron Tower approached him, kicking back a few n who were trying to escape through the front door.

SPLAT.

Like a water balloon bursting, a human body hit the ground and instantly beca a corpse, its internal organs turned to mush.

Tie Xiuqing’s face turned white. Watching a living person die right before his eyes, he numbly handed over a cigarette.

"PHEW!"

Only after contentedly lighting his cigarette did this Black Iron Tower chuckle at Tie Xiuqing. "You probably think seeing people get killed is a big deal. But let

tell you, killing has several levels. The lowest kind, like what’s happening in front of us, is ssy. It gets blood everywhere. That fellow might like it, but I don’t. A step above that is killing in prison. Whether you’re a Martial Artist or an ordinary person, BANG, one blow and it’s over. Then you have evenly matched killings in the Federation; those can be quite exhilarating..."

Tie Xiuqing was still trembling, his face sowhat pale. Yet he let the Black Iron Tower continue his incessant talk. First, he spoke of the wilderness, then the Federation, and finally, the battlefields of the Human Race.

"But the real horror is on the battlefield. There, it doesn’t matter if you’re human. If you want to stay alive, you have to kill, and you must avoid being killed yourself. Think about how tough that is! Enemies in front, enemies behind. One second, the person next to you could be dead; the next, a severed hand might fly towards you..."

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH... RETCH..."

Tie Xiuqing couldn’t bear it anymore. He began coughing uncontrollably and then vomited so bile. However, the Black Iron Tower didn’t stop talking.

"But on the battlefield, well, there’s actually another battlefield, even more terrifying. Do you know what battlefield that is? ...HEH HEH HEH, of course! It’s the Federation’s Beast Battlefield and the Star War Battlefield! There, you don’t kill humans, but beasts—creatures you can tell at a glance aren’t human. But one should know, in that place, humans are no longer human; everyone is the sa—all damn beasts. So you eat my flesh, and I drink your blood. You dismber one of our clan mbers today, and we’ll skewer your corpses like kebabs tomorrow..."

"RETCH..."

It would have been better if the Black Iron Tower had remained silent. The more he spoke, the more nauseated Tie Xiuqing felt; he didn’t even dare to imagine such scenes, even though his Family’s heritage ca from places exactly like those murderous battlefields.

"URGH... Stop talking! I’ll adjust on my own!"

Only then did the Black Iron Tower stop talking and burst into loud laughter.

Finally, the screams, mournful cries, pleas for help, and shouts in the area seed to have finally subsided. Tie Xiuqing finally moistened his lips, which were so dry they had cracked, and spoke to this Black Iron Tower, "Thank you!"

He knew the Black Iron Tower was trying to guide him. It was obvious whose orders it was, without even guessing.

Yet...

The Black Iron Tower twirled the nearly burnt-out cigarette butt in his hand and shrugged. "No need. In fact, these things aren’t what I wanted to tell you, but what the Young Master wanted to tell you. You don’t think the Young Master just wants us to obey your orders and not interfere in anything else, do you?"

Tie Xiuqing was about to speak but then stopped, completely at a loss for words. Can’t I have a little mystery for once?

Then, this Black Iron Tower Grandmaster explained, "The Young Master also said, the worst case is, if you can’t make a decision, then we’ll act on our own. And the best case is, if you make a decision and decide to personally take charge, then we’ll just follow your arrangents."

Tie Xiuqing gave a bitter smile, his eyes still looking at the people lying in that bloody puddle. "Then what about my current situation? The Young Master should have anticipated this too, right?"

Undoubtedly, he once again sensed Wang Zhan’s demonic aspect and cold indifference. That fellow was like a lofty Deity looking down from above, not even sparing a glance for those pitiful people who might die, only focusing on him, an object of use. Therefore, a sense of powerlessness and bewildernt arose in Tie Xiuqing’s heart. If one day he stood opposite Wang Zhan, what would that scene be like?

The Black Iron Tower chuckled. "Actually, you don’t need to be dejected. The Young Master already saw that your ideals and thods don’t align with his. If this continues, you’ll eventually beco enemies. So the Young Master instructed

to pass on a ssage: if you want to leave, it’s best to help the Young Master complete this mission first. Then, the world is vast, and you can go anywhere."

Tie Xiuqing’s whole body trembled, his eyes narrowing slightly. Could Wang Zhan truly see through him, even figuring out his deepest thoughts?

However, how could he know? Wang Zhan was just bluffing him. After all, a genius with such high talent, and possibly possessing a bloodline talent, even if he was a troubleso figure others dared not provoke, was very useful to Wang Zhan. How could he possibly let him go! Even if Tie Xiuqing really left, he would return sooner or later. After all, everything Wang Zhan was doing was just a temporary choice. Compared to Wang Zhan’s choices, this real world was countless tis darker.

The Black Iron Tower had no ti to pay attention to Tie Xiuqing’s thoughts; he knew Wang Zhan’s ruthlessness better than anyone. Especially a berserk Wang Zhan, who could truly be unstoppable, even daring to provoke a Martial Emperor. So, he just faithfully acted as his mouthpiece, saying, "Of course, your current choice is also within the Young Master’s expectations. At best, it’s conventional and makes no mistakes. So, the Young Master also asked

to bring you a ssage. Don’t think you’ve seen through anyone, nor think you’ve seen through any matter. Many tis, many things, many people, are actually just being kept in the dark..."

Tie Xiuqing remained silent, his expression sowhat dazed. What were Wang Zhan’s intentions with this sentence? Is he trying to tell

that even killing so many people is just a small part of the surface?

But... that executioner showed no rcy at all when killing! Tie Xiuqing could see that he was truly imrsed in it. The more he killed, the more frenzied his expression beca, his body radiating a sense of exhilaration.

However.

"Oh, right..."