Chapter 100 Blood Splatter
"Dong dong..."
"Come in!"
"Squeak..."
The door was gently pushed open, and the waiter walked in respectfully carrying a large fish tank.
The boy didn't dare to look at it and put the fish tank away.
"Sir, the scavenger you want is about seven months old, which is just what you want."
Opening the lid of the fish tank, slippery, snake-like and loach-like things moved back and forth, causing the water in the fish tank to ripple.
The densely packed carrion loaches make people instinctively feel uncomfortable.
Thinking about what is about to happen, even though the young man is well-informed, even though he is an old man in Ji Le Lou, he still feels chilled.
"Okay!"
Behind the tulle, a person laughs:
"Go, bring the things over and let's change them into different patterns."
"Yes!"
A delicate female voice sounded, and then two smooth figures stepped out. The boy lowered his head, and could only see the two women's bare feet trembling a little.
They are afraid.
But he didn't dare to show it.
After the fish tank was lifted into the gauze, the figures inside were in chaos, accompanied by wild laughter and screams, and even blood spattered out.
The boy slowly exited the room and closed the door gently, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.
This is the place where the Fish and Dragon Club is specially used to entertain certain 'guests'. Unlike the Fish and Dragon Club, the fun here is bigger.
Every 'guest' who comes here has unique preferences, which are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Even if you have a certain level of cultivation, it is common for you to become disabled and lose your life.
certainly.
They are all big spenders.
Otherwise, the Ichthyosaurus Club wouldn't bother so much.
The guests in this room are already considered soft-hearted. Some rooms and various torture instruments are comparable to prisons, and corpses are carried out every time.
"Hey!"
Sighing softly, the boy turned around, only to be blocked by a dark figure.
"Excuse me, please ask."
Zhou Jia lowered his head and looked at the skinny young man in front of him:
"Which room is Master Cheng Ping?"
"In the second room on the third floor..." the boy said habitually, and then he was stunned:
"Who are you?"
Zhou Jia raised his head, ignored the other party's question, and walked upstairs. The boy behind him stretched out his hand, then shook his head and put it down.
There are real distinguished guests on the third floor, and he doesn't even have a chance to serve them. If this person wants to go up, he is either reckless or has a high status.
If you are reckless, someone will naturally stop you; if you have a good status, you will be a distinguished guest upstairs.
Either way, it has nothing to do with him.
“Creak…Creak…”
The wooden stairs groaned under the heavy pressure as they carried the figure up to the third floor step by step.
"Stop!"
At the entrance of the stairs, two guards stretched out their hands, blocking the way, and said coldly:
"This is not a place where everyone can come."
"Go down!"
Zhou Jia seemed not to have heard anything and looked past the two of them, looking towards the second door:
"Cheng Ping, are you inside?"
"You..." The guard raised his eyebrows and was about to shout angrily when his expression suddenly changed and his eyes were filled with surprise:
"Aren't you the supervisor of the mine?"
"Do you know me?" Zhou Jia tilted his head and looked at him.
"I've seen it before." The guard looked puzzled:
"Didn't Zhao Fu and the others go..., you..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he took a step back to draw the sword from his waist.
"Crack!"
A slap suddenly appeared in front of him, hitting his cheek with terrifying force. Half of his teeth flew away, and his body flew out.
While he was in mid-air, his neck had already turned twice.
"Peng!"
"Wow..."
The body burst open the door and rolled into the room, causing screams.
"That's him!"
At this time, a group of people also rushed in from downstairs. One of them pointed at Zhou Jia upstairs and shouted:
"That's him, he just barged in without invitation."
"How brave!" Liu Donglai's eyes widened and he roared angrily.
Since the establishment of Jile Tower, there has almost never been anyone who dared to cause trouble.
Not to mention anything else, the guests who come here to spend money are all the children of rich and powerful families. Who in Huojiabao dares to get into trouble?
For this reason, there are not many guards arranged here.
As one of the only two gold-medal guards in Jile Tower, he has peak seventh-grade strength, and there are very few situations where he really needs to take action.
Leading to some slacking off.
Never thought about it.
I really need to be brave today!
Amidst the roar, Liu Donglai jumped more than ten meters, and the nine-ring knife weighing dozens of kilograms clanged and struck Zhou Jia head-on.
"Whoosh!"
The sword was sharp and as thick as a mountain, and the energy it unleashed even caused many lanterns to rattle and tremble.
"Death!"
"Hmph!"
With a low hum, a shield appeared under the light of the sword.
"Peng!"
The sword and shield collided, and the terrifying force escaped everywhere, and a layer of ripples like water waves appeared on the surface of the shining shield.
Double shield counterattack!
Even an eighth-grade master cannot forcefully break through the perfect realm of double shield counterattack.
Seventh grade, even less so.
The counter-shock force that followed immediately made Liu Donglai groan, and his body took advantage of the force to fly away from the entanglement.
"Crack!"
At this moment, a flash of lightning came out from behind the shield, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole and slashing against the trend.
Liu Donglai's body stiffened, and a line of blood appeared between his eyebrows, then extended to his lower ribs, and his whole body was divided into two halves.
"Poof!"
Two pieces of corpses fell to the middle of the first floor. The intestines, heart and liver inside were mixed with blood, and they flowed loudly.
"Ah!"
"Killing!"
In an instant, the huge Bliss Building was in chaos.
third floor.
"Who!"
"Who dares to cause trouble in Jile Tower!"
Several disheveled young men rushed out of the room and saw Zhou Jia using his shield to knock another guard from the third floor flying out.
The solid wooden wall also had a hole punched through it.
"Zhou Jia!"
After meeting him a few times, Cheng Ping recognized Zhou Jia, and was even more furious when he saw it:
"You are so brave, you dare to cause trouble here, you are seeking death!"
"Huh..."
Zhou Jia chuckled, his eyes were cold, he stepped forward and struck out with his ax without saying a word.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Ping was stunned. He didn't seem to have thought that Zhou Jia would dare to attack him, and his body froze in place.
Fortunately, there are guards around him.
"Master, be careful!"
"Brother Cheng, be careful!"
Three naked men rushed out frantically. Two of them pulled Cheng Ping back, while one held a knife to block the ax blade.
"Crack!"
"Peng!"
The long knife in the interceptor's hand was split into two, and his body was knocked to the ground. His head with wide eyes rolled on the floor.
"Killed!" a woman shouted.
"Fuck you!" Arthur, who often hung out with Cheng Ping, had red eyes, kicked the woman next to him, lifted the bench next to him and threw it out.
At the same time, he shouted to the guards in the field:
"Fuck me!"
Now that things have happened, there is nothing that can't be understood. The person who came here is intent on killing people.
Cheng Ping also came to his senses, his body trembled, and a chill emerged from his heart, which was immediately suppressed by endless anger.
"Kill him!" He looked mad and roared:
"Kill him for me!"
"Boom..."
There was a sudden roar in the field.
Zhou Jia, who was holding an ax on his body, suddenly rushed forward as if thunder and lightning were wrapped around him.
His forward momentum was extremely frightening, like a shell being discharged from a barrel, directly knocking out layers of air waves visible to the naked eye in the air in front of him.
None of the five or six people who rushed over could withstand such a terrifying impact, and were knocked away while vomiting blood.
"Whoosh!"
The ax blade flew across the air.
The body that had been tempered for many times was like a doll that could be broken by a single poke in front of the double-edged axe. The skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs of the several guards were shattered into pieces.
The sky was full of minced meat, and a figure rushed towards Cheng Ping.
The ax blade wrapped in thunder and lightning slashed down hard.
"Careful!"
"Ah!"
The guard next to him frantically intercepted, and Cheng Ping roared angrily. His flesh and skin instantly turned into pitch black, and he raised his palms to face the ax blade.
Black evil body!
Heaven-supporting hand!
After all, he is also a seventh-grade master. He has learned a lot and his strength is extraordinary.
But...
"Poof!"
Two severed arms flew out horizontally, and the guard's head was split open with an axe.
Cheng Ping screamed and fell to the ground. The pain after losing his arms and the panic in his heart made him kick on the ground and move backward crazily.
He drank even more urgently:
"Save me!"
"Save me!"
Zhou Jia kicked the body of the guard away, took two steps forward with a cold face, and split Cheng Ping in half with an ax as the others watched in horror.
Cheng Ping, with only half of his body left, was not dead for a while.
He backed up with his broken arm on the ground, and the internal organs in his chest slipped out. He screamed repeatedly, and his eyes were full of panic.
Until the life dissipates.
Zhou Jia tilted his head, and Arthur's body not far away trembled. He grabbed the woman on the ground and threw it towards him, roaring:
"What the hell are you doing standing there, do it quickly!"
"Peng!"
The woman was swept away by the shield. Zhou Jia strode forward, dodged his thunder ax and cut Arthur into pieces on the spot as he struggled desperately.
The remaining guards rushed over desperately, and were either beaten to death with shields or hacked to death with axes.
Regardless of whether it was fifth grade, sixth grade, or seventh grade, facing Zhou Jia who was full of murderous intent, there was no single enemy and no one could survive.
For a time, the house was littered with corpses and blood, like a Shura field.
Master Xu's face was pale, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. He looked at Zhou Jia who was approaching, his eyes full of fear, and he backed away:
"Don't come over, don't come over. My father is the master of Liuren Hall. If you kill me, my father... my father will not let it go..."
"Poof!"
After killing the panicked Master Xu with an axe, Zhou Jia swayed and caught up with Kaili who was trying to escape, then cut him in half with an axe.
Kill a few passers-by.
These people are all the proud sons of Huojiabao. Although they are young, they already have seventh-level cultivation. However, they are all addicted to the gentle countryside, and their actual combat abilities are not even as good as those of the guards around them.
Once the courage is exhausted, even resistance becomes weak.
"Zhou...Zhou Jia..."
Miss Wu, who had only one piece of clothing left on her body, was trembling slightly, her pretty face was pale, and she was stammering:
"Don't kill me."
"Don't worry." Zhou Jia said, and at the moment when the other party's eyes relaxed slightly, he swung his ax horizontally:
"It doesn't hurt!"
After kicking the head of an unknown person at his feet, Zhou Jia wiped the blood from his face, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and kicked open the wall connected to the next door.
Then he walked in with a double-edged axe.
Followed closely by a series of screams.
"Peng!"
The door was pushed open, and a disheveled man ran out with a frightened expression. Just as he was about to shout, a fierce ax light appeared from behind him and struck down hard.
"Boom!"
The body fell from the third floor to the second floor.
In the middle of the room on the second floor, there was a pool of water. Several fat men were struggling to get up, and lightning was already flashing in the water.
The thunder spread, and figures everywhere they passed fell to the ground screaming.
"Ah!"
"Poof!"
"Bang..."
"Save..."
"Boom!"
Zhou Jia, who transformed into a god of killing, carried an ax and shield in his hand and killed from the third floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the first floor. Corpses were everywhere in his path, and the sound of wailing continued.
Individual figures were blown away, and corpses collapsed to the ground.
Broken limbs, blood, wailing, and begging for mercy were all mixed together, and the entire Bliss Tower seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth.
"Brother Zhou...Brother Zhou."
Dai Lei, who was dressed in gauze, clenched her hands, her face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear. She looked tremblingly at Zhou Jia, who was slashing all the way, and kept retreating:
"No...don't kill me."
I don't know when she was assigned to work here as an errand, responsible for selecting suitable women for suitable guests. She was originally proud of the approval of the elders, but now she just wants to survive.
The corpse of his companion was beside him.
The evil star in front of her was so unfamiliar that she almost didn't dare to recognize him.
"You forgot, I...we still lived together. I helped you cook and wash clothes. I am Huihui's good friend. We are both from the same place. Please don't kill me. ”
Her voice was filled with tears, her eyes softened, and she fell to her knees.
The red-eyed Zhou Jia's expression moved slightly, as if there was a flash of hesitation, and then he struck down with an axe. Blood splattered on the spot!
Living is also a waste of food!
(End of chapter)