Chapter 258: Chapter 222: Screams
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed through Bai Jing’s alley, followed by screams.
Several of the lackeys clutched their swollen faces in panic, looking around in fright. They hadn’t seen clearly what had happened just monts before when they were slapped across the face.
The red-haired man also jumped in fright, glaring at Liu Wentian and shouted, “Kid, was it you playing tricks?”
Crack!
This ti, the Human Sect finally saw clearly. Liu Wentian appeared before the red-haired man and a slap sent him directly to the ground.
Liu Wentian shook his hand and said, “Your face is thick enough to hurt my hand.”
Covering his face in pain, the red-haired man instantly scrambled to his feet, staring at Liu Wentian in terror and bellowed, “Everyone, grab your weapons, take him down! To dare strike is to seek death!”
Without hesitation, he and several lackeys pulled out knives and lunged at Liu Wentian!
Seconds later, the lackeys were all lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs, looking at Liu Wentian with terror in their eyes.
The red-haired man, clenching his crotch, scread hysterically; one could only imagine it was damaged beyond repair.
They hadn’t expected the man who seed so docile in the bar to be so fearso; what was thought to be a night of pleasure turned out to be a catastrophe!
“Get lost,” Liu Wentian said lazily, unwilling to waste more ti with these hoodlums.
The frightened lackeys looked at him, helped the now eunuch red-haired man up, and fled.
As they reached the entrance of the alley, a small figure suddenly appeared, blocking their path.
This was a child who appeared to be about 14 years old with blond hair and blue eyes, a foreigner’s face, sowhat chubby like a baby and thus sowhat cute yet also eerie because his gaze was too cold.
“Kid, just get the hell out of our way!”
Seeing the child that suddenly appeared, the hoodlums, fearing Liu Wentian might change his mind and catch up, swore and one of them aid a fierce kick at the child.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
…
The crisp sound continued, and then the hoodlums collapsed to the ground like boneless, including the red-haired man who had just been screaming in pain; now all were silent—all dead!
They probably didn’t even understand how they died.
The small boy did not stop there. He pulled out a sinister-looking serrated knife and crouched down in the silent alley, a chilling sound resonated.
Soon, the legs of the hoodlums were all sawn off at the thighs, the cut exposing crimson flesh and purple bones, with the boy’s face showing a bloodthirsty excitent.
Finally, the small boy stood up, smirked, and said, “I hate n taller than .”
After speaking, he turned to look at the horrified Enna Qing, his lips parted revealing purple teeth, his smile mocking as he said, “But I love tall won the most. Little did I expect to encounter such splendid prey tonight.”
Liu Wentian frowned and looked coldly at the small boy, or rather, at this dwarf.
Although his appearance seed young and diminutive, Liu Wentian, who was knowledgeable in human anatomy, could tell that this was not a small boy, but a dwarf—a fierce and formidable one.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?” Liu Wentian asked, looking at the dwarf. His appearance here was certainly no accident.
The dwarf coldly eyed him for a mont, about to speak, but Enna Qing, her complexion turning a terrible purple, said, “You, are you the Demon’s Spawn?”
“Oh?” The dwarf showed a hint of a smile, looking at Enna Qing and said, “You know ?”
Enna Qing did not answer him, her expression growing even uglier.
The Demon’s Spawn, ranked tenth among the world’s top assassin list, a small yet brutally savage dwarf. He hated n taller than him and enjoyed sawing off the legs of the n he killed. He liked tall won, and what was most horrifying was that this individual was a pervert who enjoyed torturing won and, according to rumors, this monster even relished eating won’s flesh!
She truly couldn’t understand how Liu Wentian had provoked such a monster!
Seeing that Enna Qing did not respond, the dwarf didn’t mind and looked at Liu Wentian with a mischievous grin, “Others like to call Demon’s Spawn, but I actually prefer being called ‘Demon’ directly. As for why I’m here? Of course, I’m here to kill you. Your life has been bought and paid for, so I’m here to collect.”
“Who paid for it?” Liu Wentian asked. At the sa ti, he wondered if it could be Feng Sima. If it was, this move was incredibly fast.
“A man close to death, why ask so many questions?”
The dwarf, getting sowhat impatient, didn’t really consider Liu Wentian a threat anymore, his eyes lingering on Enna Qing as he clicked his tongue in admiration, “Top Grade, truly top grade. I’ve decided not to kill you, just be a good slave to , and I’ll take you away from Huaxia, how about that?”
“You wish!” Enna Qing shouted, horrified by the many perverse and terrifying habits of the Demon’s Spawn, her scalp tingling incessantly.
“Unwilling, then that’s truly a pity, I guess we can only have a bit of fun then,” the dwarf said disappointedly, pointing at Liu Wentian with a sneer, “What’s so great about this yellow pig? Never mind, I’ll slaughter this yellow pig first, then we can play a ga.”
He seed exceedingly excited when he ntioned the word “ga,” while Enna Qing felt as though she had plunged into an ice pit.
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