Chapter 39: Killing
“Come on, the thief is here!”
At this moment, there was movement outside the hut, and soon there were noisy footsteps.
When Chen Xuan came out, more than a dozen people had gathered outside the door, each holding a hoe, a long shovel, a broadsword and other agricultural tools and weapons.
The little girl followed out and saw a pair of fierce eyes. Her body trembled slightly and she hid behind Chen Xuan in fear, not daring to look directly at those people.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chen Xuan squeezed her dusty little hand and showed a sunny smile.
He is not his original self, he has no fighting power and can only be bullied by others. Now he is the one who should repay this physical pain.
"Boy, did you kill Butler Lin?" A big man asked loudly, holding a big knife.
The rest of them stared at Chen Xuan with fierce eyes, as if they could eat a living person alive.
"There is no way, she deserves to die, so I can only let her die first." Chen Xuan looked calm. It was obviously his first time to kill someone, but he just couldn't feel nausea or physiological reactions.
All of this is either due to hatred towards these people, or due to the influence of the original person.
"Don't worry, you will go to accompany her soon." Chen Xuan showed a harmless smile and prepared to kill.
A middle-aged servant snorted coldly and said with great disdain: "Why are you pretending to be strong? Do you really think we don't know what kind of martial spirit you have awakened? You are at most a little stronger than ordinary people."< br>
He is very conceited, with a soul power as high as level 19, which is just as far away from a great soul master, and he has the capital to be arrogant.
The middle-aged man released his martial spirit and held a sickle in his hand. It was very similar to a farm tool, except that the root of the wood was slightly rotten.
The middle-aged man knew that Chen Xuan had some talent. He had reached level 30 in the three years he was out. Others would still be afraid of three points, but how powerful an auxiliary martial spirit can be, it is much better than ordinary people. Just click.
"Young man, it's over." He raised the sickle and pointed the sharp blade at Chen Xuan's head.
Among more than a dozen people, he is the strongest because he was appointed by the master to be the number one master in the manor.
"Young man, go down and repent for your evil deeds." The middle-aged man swung the sickle and slashed at Chen Xuan's neck with the curved blade.
The rest of the people boosted their morale and watched this scene attentively, not daring to blink for fear of missing the heroic figure of the number one master.
However, the next moment their faces changed, even turning pale, lacking color.
With a pop, a human head flew up, and with a large amount of blood spraying out, a corpse fell to the ground.
“Ah!” More than a dozen people shouted, their faces turned pale, looking at this scene in horror.
The number one master in their manor actually died, his head cut off by that young man.
With a bang, the middle-aged man’s head fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of a dozen servants.
Looking at the middle-aged man's unblinking eyes, each of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, extremely horrified and hairy.
Until now, these people realized that the young man in front of them was a ferocious beast, not a harmless animal.
“Ah, run!”
Although these servants with human faces and animal hearts are usually despicable and do evil things, they have never seen such a battle. Now they are all panicked and running away. Afraid of being killed for being too slow.
“None of you can escape!”
Chen Xuan was holding a silver kunai with a cold expression. He slashed one head at a time, and it could be said that he swept through them, knocking down seven or eight corpses in the blink of an eye. There are almost all fighting soul masters here, ranging from a few levels to more than ten levels, but they can't stop him.
There were only two leaders, with strength levels of fifteen or six, and quick reactions. They fled quickly and wanted to leave.
A big man who had bullied his original self, when he was caught up by Chen Xuan, he roared, drew a sharp sword, turned around to attack, but unfortunately he was no match at all.
This man died in pain and was decapitated by Chen Xuanyi Kunai.
He grabbed the big knife and moved quickly towards the next target.
Poof!
The other leading strong man was running. Chen Xuan descended and stepped on his back. As a result, his spine broke and he flew out.
"Ah, devil!" Seeing this bloody scene, everyone screamed in horror and ran towards the master like crazy.
The remaining seven or eight people looked terrified and were running as fast as they could. Unfortunately, it was too difficult. Under the tracking of Flying Thunder God, no one could escape.
Puff puff puff!
A few more heads flew across the sky, and Chen Xuan transformed into a demon in the world, harvesting lives. Every time the golden light lit up, there was another corpse on the ground.
"Enough!" A low and serious voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.
Chen Xuan did not stop, beheaded the last servant, and then looked at the source of the sound.
In front, there is a big house. There are three people standing at the door, two old and one young. They have golden crowns on their heads, wearing luxurious clothes and carrying expensive gems. They look like they are people of high status.
Chen Xuan looked at the three of them indifferently and said nothing.
This family of three is the owner of this manor, as well as his uncle and aunt.
And that young man was the son of those two people. He had been raised and pampered since childhood, and his suppression was never less than that of the servants.
"Chen Xuan, I haven't seen you for three years, and you went on a killing spree as soon as you came back. Do you still take me as your uncle seriously?" This middle-aged man was unsmiling and extremely serious. He had always been like this.
"Boy Chen, are you crazy? You killed so many people in my family when you came back. You are really a devil." Some fat women next to him couldn't care less and pointed at Chen Xuan and shouted.
Chen Xuan sneered and said: "Are you like devils? You took advantage of my brother and sister when they were young to steal the inheritance left by my parents and use it to build this big house. And what have you done to us over the years? "
This woman who has gained weight is arrogant and unreasonable. She yelled at Chen Xuan and said: "You are such a white-eyed wolf. These people eat our food and live in our house. Without me and your uncle, your brother and sister The two of us have long been on the street."
"Now, not only are you not grateful to us, but you are also turning against us. You are really a white-eyed wolf. Sure enough, children who lack education are not polite." She was like a child. Like a shrew, trying to stir up trouble.
Chen Xuan clapped his hands and praised: "I haven't seen you for three years. Your ability to complain first has improved a lot. You take the inheritance left by your relatives to your children and praise it as your own to satisfy your own selfish desires." , I have to say, your family is really thick-skinned.”
“That’s enough, Chen Xuan, be polite to your aunt!” The middle-aged man frowned, already a little angry.
He said in a deep voice: "I have said a lot of things wrong. You were still young at that time and did not have the ability to protect so much money. My uncle just kept it for you and will naturally return it to you when you are able. You..."
"Okay, then bring it now." Chen Xuan interrupted him directly, showed a harmless smile, and stretched out his hand to indicate that he would pay back the money.
He sneered and said: "Hypocrisy. When you become a local emperor here, do you really think you are a gentleman? Are you a superior?"
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's expression was direct. His eyes darkened, as if he had touched the bottom line deep in his heart.
"Dad, Mom, don't bother talking to him, just kill him, so as not to worry about our family property all the time."
At this time, the young man who had been silent all this time spoke, and his words were filled with killing intent.
(End of this chapter)