Looking at the unreliable appearance of the black man, the middle-aged man felt mixed emotions.
Previously, when pursued by enemies and trapped in a desperate situation, he inexplicably summoned this black guy.
Although they smoothly navigated through the crisis, thereafter, to sustain him, their already impoverished little gang became even worse off!
Now they have no choice but to risk it all and engage in taboo businesses!
Thinking of the balance in his bank account and the few little brothers waiting to be fed, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth hard.
"Alright, let’s do it! But this is Black Dragon Association’s territory, so we absolutely cannot let them find out!"
Hoping the kid has enough cash...
Muttering to himself, the middle-aged man dispatched a subordinate to follow Zhu Haomiao, preparing to act when the chance arose.
But before they could think of how to quietly lure the target into the shadows, the other party, as if telepathically connected, chose to slip into deserted, dim places, with fewer people around as he went.
Seeing this, a few people secretly rejoiced and "silently" trailed behind the target.
"Love your solitary walk through dark alleys~"
"Love your unyielding demeanor~"
"Love how you face despair~"
"Refusing to shed a tear~"
Humming a light-hearted tune, Zhu Haomiao wore a mischievous smile as he turned into a pitch-black and eerie alley.
"Is this guy sick? Enjoys exploring dark corners? Specifically goes into such places?"
"Who knows? These rich young masters probably have some peculiar tastes..."
"I remember this is a very deep dead-end alley; generally, no one goes in."
"Hehe, a flower in a greenhouse, unaware of the malice of human hearts, guys, today let’s give him a good lesson!"
With sinister laughter, a few people no longer concealed themselves, quickening their pace to catch up swiftly.
However, when they reached the dead end of the alley, they found the black-clad youth smiling at them, humming a bizarre song.
"Love your tattered clothes~"
"Yet dare to block fate’s gun~"
In the dim view, Zhu Haomiao nodded in satisfaction.
Offerings of gold coins, I’ll reluctantly accept them...
Looking at the black-clad youth’s seemingly smiling yet strange expression, in this situation, showing no fear, as if deliberately waiting for them.
In an instant, a hair-raising chill arose, and the few people immediately realized something was wrong.
A sudden phrase flashed in their minds.
High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey...
But the few of them are broke and have nothing to lose, what is there to calculate?!
At the same time, even the dazed, high black man seemed to sense danger, reaching for the weapon at his waist.
Without any warning, the black man instantly pulled out a silver-plated Desert Eagle, and a loud explosion echoed in the night sky.
The muzzle spewed flames, Zhu Haomiao’s brow emitted an immeasurable spirit light, his pupils precisely capturing the bullet’s trajectory, predicting it, he gently tilted his head.
The bullet grazed his temple, the fierce Gang Wind tousled his black hair, and the black-clad youth leisurely strolled closer, slowly approaching the few.
On the other side, proud of his gun skills, the black man slightly narrowed his dazed pupils, a patch of cold sweat instantly soaking his back.
The intoxicating drug effect seemed pushed out with the sweat, and the black man suddenly became half sober, realizing the gravity of the situation.
At such close range, effortlessly dodging bullets could either mean a local high-rank native wizard or a powerful descender!
But either way, it’s something he couldn’t provoke!
The thought of begging for mercy flashed briefly, but in the fraction of a second of his distraction, the black-clad youth was already within ten steps, and a bone-chilling oppressive feeling came like a tsunami.
Feeling the other party’s merciless killing intent, the black man knew he had no choice!
The successive gunshots echoed in the alley, yet the black-clad youth maintained his steady pace, elegantly closing in, as if the bullets shot at him had eyes, brushing past his clothes.
The once-proud gun skills now became a master’s touch on the human form, cold sweat streaming down the black man’s forehead as he watched the youth approach, letting the muzzle press against his own brow.
"A Desert Eagle has a nine-round capacity, I bet your gun is out of bullets."
An unparalleled sense of fear engulfed the spirit, shattering the black man’s confidence; though his muzzle was right at the other’s brow, it felt like he couldn’t hit him!
But after extreme fear, the will to survive took over his mind, he wore a vicious grin and pulled the trigger.
"Stupid native, my gun has infinite ammo because it’s a [True Object]!"
At the moment the trigger was pulled, Zhu Haomiao’s brow’s spirit light flared up; time slowed in his eyes, and the world seemed to slow down. He could even catch the bullet’s spinning in the chamber.
Tilting his head, stepping forward, the gun popped at his ear, the flame bursting past it, Zhu Haomiao stared face-to-face at the black man with an eerie smile.
No, in this world, they should be called [Servant] or [Heroic Spirit]...
Never expected to meet a little white mouse as soon as I stepped out!
Casually taking the Desert Eagle from the black man’s hands, Zhu Haomiao played with it with interest, lifting it lightly as a hideous, terrifying snakehead emerged from behind, greedily engulfing and swallowing it.
The ear-splitting sound of metal deformation muffled through the snake’s mouth, with its malicious, greedy vertical pupils staring fixedly at the few before, as if debating which to eat first.
Opening their mouths to speak, but extreme fear and chill froze their minds and bodies, under the invisible mental suppression of the black-clad youth they could only despairingly watch as the giant snake slowly lowered, licking their faces with its tongue.
The clammy, cold sensation brushed their skin, and just as their entire bodies of goosebumps stood high, the black-clad youth tauntingly chuckled.
"A bunch of flowers in a greenhouse, never seen the evil of human hearts, today I’ll give you a lesson!"
The deep, dark voice carried evil, bizarre power, unable to resist after the Divinity of Orochi shattered their Spirit Shells, their bodies involuntarily floated, twisted slowly like invisible hands wringing a towel.
Amidst the eerie sound of bones shattering, bodies twisted into ghastly deformed shapes, abundant blood and Source Quality squeezed out, purified into dazzling, mind-bending shining gold coins.
Painful, suppressive moans echoed in the dark alley, but soon fell into utter silence.
Not long after, Zhu Haomiao rolling a [greed coin] between his fingers, walked out of the alley, fully satisfied.