After giving a number, the man with the hook nose calmly closed his eyes, "I’ve said all I needed to say, you promised, give me a quick death!"
"Of course, I’m a man of my word. I’ll satisfy you right now."
Ye Xuan grinned, reached out to grasp the other man’s neck, and then twisted hard.
The hook-nosed man’s neck was broken on the spot, his head fell to the side, lifeless, and thus the Black Sword Assassin Squad was wiped out.
Ye Xuan stood silently in place for a moment, then looked up at the night sky, fished a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of his pocket, took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and lit it, drawing a deep breath.
Blowing out a stream of smoke, Ye Xuan leaned against the hood of the Porsche, looked up at the full moon above, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "It seems it’s time to take care of these restless elements..."
As he whispered to himself, a cold glint flickered in his pitch-black eyes, as if it were the chill of the night.
As if this city shrouded in darkness, East Sea City, was filled with an unpredictable glow!
In this bustling city, it’s not easy to lead a peaceful life; he didn’t provoke others, but persistently, people opposed him.
Since trouble kept coming his way, it might be better for him to take the initiative, solve all his problems in one go, and avoid future troubles!
In Ye Xuan’s eyes, a cold star formed, shiner than the stars in the night sky.
Yet, it was eerily cold.
After Ye Xuan finished smoking a cigarette, the door of the Porsche opened.
Murong Wanwan cautiously stepped out of the car, glanced at the four bodies on the ground, and slowly walked towards Ye Xuan.
"Ye Brother, are these people... are they all dead?" Murong Wanwan mustered her courage and asked softly as she reached Ye Xuan’s side.
"Indeed, they’re all dead."
Ye Xuan turned around, his response indifferent, his expression full of disregard as if he didn’t take these lives seriously at all. Because, to him, murder had long since become commonplace, incapable of stirring any emotion within him!
This extreme indifference, this disregard for life and death, was completely different from the previously laughing and joking Ye Xuan, making Murong Wanwan feel strangely detached.
Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Murong Wanwan fell silent all of a sudden.
Because, she didn’t know what to say at this moment.
"Seeing me kill someone, are you scared?"
Ye Xuan gazed at Murong Wanwan, asking with a light smile.
"No... not at all! I’m not scared."
Murong Wanwan shook her head, trying to prove she wasn’t scared, she even purposely puffed out her chest and held her chin up high.
Ye Xuan chuckled, despite how Murong Wanwan tried to appear, the fear and tension in her eyes couldn’t escape his observation.
"Hehe, still claiming you’re not scared? You sound so nervous that your speech is slurred."
With a casual smile, Ye Xuan lightly pinched the other person’s little nose, jokingly saying a sentence.
Then, he looked up at the night sky and spoke in a deep voice, "That’s right, anyone would be afraid of a Demon King like me who kills without blinking an eye. Wanwan, if you’re really scared of me, stay away from me from now on. Many people want to kill me, and if you continue to stay by my side, it will be filled with danger."
Upon hearing this, Murong Wanwan’s delicate body shivered, and she hurriedly said, "Ye Xuan, you’ve misunderstood, I... I’m not scared of you, but I’ve never seen a dead person before, so I’m a bit afraid of these corpses. I’m really not scared of you!"
"I believe you’re scared because of these dead bodies!"
With a smile on his face, Ye Xuan spoke softly, "But these people were alive once, and it was I who killed them. Are you really not scared of me?"
Murong Wanwan’s little face flashed with determination, and she said, "If it were someone else who killed, I might be scared, but if Ye Xuan kills, Wanwan is not scared at all! Because I know you’re protecting me!"
With that, a look of admiration flashed in the young girl’s eyes. She clasped her hands before her chest, her face full of infatuated daydreaming,
"And you know what, Ye Xuan? When you were killing just now, you looked so cool and manly, even manlier than Stallone! I’m almost bewitched by you; I’ll only like you more and more, how could I be frightened?"
Hearing these words, Ye Xuan’s face was streaked with speechlessness, not knowing what to say.
This girl, has she been watching too many silly TV dramas? To find killing cool and manly, this thought process is beyond anyone!
Could it be... this is the legendary fangirl?
Women are indeed mysterious creatures!
After a moment of speechlessness, Ye Xuan collected himself and coughed twice before saying, "Well... Wanwan, don’t be so crazy about me. As you can see, I’m a killing Demon King! Besides, this is just the tip of the iceberg; most of my deeds you haven’t seen. Because the people I’ve killed are much more than these!"
With a serious face, he continued, "I can tell you with full responsibility, these hands are covered in blood, the people who died by my hand could pile up into a small mountain! So, it’s best if you don’t stick too close to me, stay farther away, that’s taking responsibility for your life safety."
Ye Xuan was genuinely trying to persuade Murong Wanwan; he didn’t want her to get involved because of him!
At the very least, until all those opposing forces were uprooted, it would be best to maintain a certain distance between them.
Murong Wanwan stubbornly said, "Ye Xuan, I’m not afraid of these, really, I’m not lying. Although you may not be a good person, I know you’re not an utterly despicable bad guy! Otherwise, after I opposed you time and again before, you wouldn’t have chosen to forgive me, even giving me one billion as compensation. If you were really a bad person, you definitely would have killed me by now, or... drag me into a small forest for some cross and circle thing..."
"Moreover, the ones you killed are all bad people, killing them is ridding the people of harm, acting for heaven! Although the law doesn’t allow this, in ancient times, such a person would be called a hero. In Wanwan’s heart, you are a hero of justice."
"Sigh, has this little girl become hopelessly infatuated with me?"
Ye Xuan patted his forehead, sighing with a bit of a headache.
She lifted her little head, gazing at Ye Xuan, "Ye Xuan, you’re the first man I’ve ever liked. Whether you’re a good person or a murderous demon, as long as I like you, I will trust you unconditionally!
"I don’t mind how many people it has killed, or how much blood it has shed; all I want is for it to continue to bring me warmth. That’s enough,"
Murong Wanwan gazed at Ye Xuan with tender affection in her eyes, speaking softly.
Having heard her say that, what more could Ye Xuan say? Faced with such a fangirl, he was at a loss!
"Sigh, what can I say about you? Such a lovesick girl..."
Ye Xuan shook his head, exhaling his helplessness.