Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Night of Murder (Part 1)
The night gradually deepened.
A crescent moon hung high in the night sky, bringing a hint of light to the darkness.
At the corner of the street, two shadowy figures leaned idly against the wall.
The faint glow of the cigarette butts flickered on and off.
"Brother Xu, we’ve been watching for nearly a day. When are we going to make our move?" A young man threw his cigarette butt on the ground, ground it under his foot, and asked impatiently in a low voice.
"Wait a bit longer!" The one called Brother Xu glanced at his watch and whispered, "We’ll wait until they’re sound asleep; otherwise, the noise might catch the attention of the patrol officers. This operation must be foolproof."
"Do we really have to kill them all?" The young man seed a bit reluctant.
"What, can’t you do it? Or is your faith in the Lord wavering?" Brother Xu turned his head, his face grim.
"No, no... no, my faith in the great God of Hunting is unwavering," the young man said hurriedly, frightened.
The God of Hunting is indeed a True God; during the noonti ceremony, he truly felt Her presence.
Divine Power was like a prison, its majesty unfathomable.
So high-ranking mbers were even granted Divine Power during the ceremony.
During the ceremony, identities were kept secret, and there were only one-way communications between the higher-ups and the lower ranks.
He couldn’t discern their exact appearances, but he could sense that so of the high-ranking figures were elderly n at the end of their lives.
"That’s good. We are the first batch of followers of the great God of Hunting on Earth. This mission is but a small test of our loyalty to the Lord!"
"Of course, I know!" The young man’s expression beca firm.
Brother Xu nodded, his expression relaxing a bit, and continued:
"This mission isn’t difficult. This family of four, aside from that little girl who has so strength, the others are just regular people. When the ti cos, I’ll handle the little girl, and you deal with the other three."
"Got it!" The young man said without hesitation this ti.
"Rember, when you make your move, you must be decisive; don’t have any rcy..." He said halfway, then suddenly shut his mouth, making a silencing gesture.
The other young man was puzzled for a mont until he heard footsteps approaching from afar.
Damn it, what are they doing out so late at night in the dark? Are they looking to die?
The young man sneered, bored, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit another one.
Just as he took a puff, a figure appeared at the street corner, turned a corner, and started walking down this alley.
In the dim moonlight, you could see this was a teenager, appearing about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a black tracksuit, his complexion fair and handso.
He seed to sense soone by the roadside and instinctively looked over, noticing the two figures leaning against the wall, and he was imdiately scared stiff, stopping in his tracks.
After a while, he hesitated and slowly walked over, keeping a wary eye on the two of them.
"You little rascal, what are you looking at? Get lost!" The young man threatened.
Seeing the boy quicken his pace in fear, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
The two drew nearer.
Ten ters, five ters.
Gradually, the young man nad Brother Xu suddenly realized sothing was off about the other person.
He noticed that although the boy looked a little scared, he wasn’t walking closer to the side of the road; instead, he was walking in the middle of the road.
Most crucially, he noticed the boy’s eyes were as calm as a bottomless dark pool.
He was suddenly gripped with fear, his hair standing on end: "This isn’t good! Mo-"
But by then, it was too late.
When Brother Xu uttered the first syllable, the boy was still standing on the road.
But when the second syllable left his throat and he reached into his coat to pull out a weapon,
the figure of the boy had already turned incredibly blurry, as if a phantom appeared in front of his retinas.
At the sa ti, a fierce gust of wind arose out of nowhere, blowing his hair wildly and making his face tremble intensely.
Just as the short sword in his jacket was exposed by half a foot, and he only just began to say "mo-
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