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"Da da da……"

Footsteps from far to near, Yang Ming's unhurried footsteps seemed to step on Scott's heart, and within a short time, his blood pressure suddenly soared.

Before Yang Ming arrived, Scott lifted his black helmet in a panic, revealing a sloppy middle-aged man's face with a slanting scar. His eyes changed when he watched Yang Ming. Contempt, it's like looking at a monster with a demon skin, full of fear!

Why can this young man use his spirit skills in the Slaughter City?

Scott broke his head and couldn't figure out the problem.

In fact, under the rules of the World of Slaughter City, only the spirit abilities attached to the spirit ring are forbidden. If the spirit master possesses the spirit bone, he can still use the spirit abilities attached to the spirit bone.

Yang Ming's existence is even more special, naturally he is not too tightly bound by rules.

Seeing Yang Ming raise the sword, Scott was agitated and opened his mouth to beg for mercy:

"Little... master, don't kill me, you have passed my test and you are eligible to enter the killing city."

Scott's mouth is full of bitterness. It is embarrassing to think that he has lived for so many years to beg for mercy from a young man younger than himself, but it is better to live, and to survive, what is the matter of discarding morals?

After all, Scott was afraid that Yang Ming had a calf and didn’t know the rules, so he was annoyed and killed him. He quickly stretched out his bloody hand into his arms and groped for a while, took out a black sign from his arms and handed it to Yang Ming. .

Yang Ming glanced at the sign lightly, which was engraved with a skull and crossbones, and there was a number under it, six six six six.

Seeing Yang Ming's silence, Scott thought he didn't understand what it was, and quickly explained:

"This is the proof that you are in the Slaughter City. After holding it and entering the city, someone will be picked up at the city gate."

Yang Ming took the black sign and looked at Koster's pleading expression. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his fingers rubbed the black sign, his eyes played with taste:

"this one?"

Scott thought that Yang Ming was unwilling to give up, and an anger suddenly rose in his heart. He was also a member of the law enforcement team. On weekdays, only others would please him and compliment him. How ever he was threatened like this?

However, when Scott glanced over those divinely indifferent pupils inadvertently, the anger that had just risen in his chest seemed to have been extinguished by a downpour, and it was cold from the body to the soul for no reason. , The goose bumps are all up.

will die!Will die!

Scott lowered his head subconsciously, fearing that Yang Ming would penetrate the disrespect he had just raised, and then tremblingly took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to Yang Ming, saying:

"Master, this is a little tribute, please accept it."

As soon as the words were spoken, Scott couldn't help but feel a little painful, but there was his salary this month!

"Count you acquaintance!"

Yang Ming chuckled, regardless of Scott's ugly expression, took the wallet and opened it. Inside were two crystal clear glass bottles, filled with bright red liquid, which is exactly what the killing capital is. The special product Bloody Mary is also the currency of the killing capital.202 e-book www.202txt.com

In the City of Killing, soul coins are not applicable. Everyone uses the Bloody Mary as an equivalent exchange, and over time, it forms the default universal currency.

Picking up the two bottles of Bloody Mary into Youhaina Ring, Yang Ming turned around and left.

After Yang Ming left, the other black armored warriors seemed to have recovered from their wanderings. They leaned forward, pulled Scott up from the ruins, and whispered bewitched:

"Master Scott, that kid actually treated you this way, or let's inform the people on the law enforcement team and let them..."

Before the provocative guy finished, Scott turned dark and slapped his face. With so much strength, he punched a hole in the black mask. The man slammed into the mask and slammed his head. There was a rustle, and a trace of blood fell from the mask, ticking to the ground.

Although Scott was like his grandson in front of Yang Ming, he didn't show any fear to these extremely evil subordinates. He was vicious on his face, and yelled at him.

"You idiot, use your mind to think about it. That guy can use spirit abilities in this place, and he has a space to reserve the spirit guide. Such a character must have a noble identity outside. How can it be you and me? You can remember the existence, next time you want to do something, remember to use your head first."

Although Yang Ming was 500 meters away from Scott, the voice of their conversation fell into Yang Ming's ears verbatim.

"Not so stupid as to be in a pig cage."

Yang Ming snorted and continued to move forward.

The pitch-black city gate gave people an extremely depressed feeling. On the huge city gate, the four characters of the city of killing were hung high.

In front of the door, two rows of black armored warriors stood there quietly. Before Yang Ming showed the identity card in her hand, a woman with a black veil had already walked out of it.

"Welcome to the killing capital."

The woman's voice was very nice, she walked away in front of Yang Ming and made a please gesture.

Looking at this woman's posture, it is not like a gathering place for criminals, thugs, and murderers, but rather like a hotel opened for big bargaining guests, welcoming anyone.

Of course, if an outsider is deceived by the scene in front of you, I can only say that you will not be wronged in dying inside later.

The City of Slaughter is not only a holy place for killing, it is also the best showcase of the dark side of human nature. No matter how friendly people are, they may turn their faces and deny people in the next moment.

And here, young children who seem to be powerless, or lonely old people who are bullied by others, may be feared killers.

Yang Ming took a deep look at the woman in front of him. If you look closely, you will find that her fingers have thick calluses on the pads, but the arms are not thick, indicating that they often hold light weapons such as daggers and small knives.

The woman didn't apply nail polish on her hands, but Yang Ming's nose was very good, and she could smell a dark fragrance from her nails. If there were no accidents, her nails should have been stained with venom.

It should be said, is this really the killing capital with simple folk customs?

It's getting more and more interesting.

Yang Ming is like a young man who is going out for spring, with his hands behind his back, melodiously following the woman and walking into the city gate. He can't see the dominance when he defeated Scott just now.

Because of the identity card in his hand, no one blocked it.

Walking into the city, what you see is a blue-violet world. There are lights hanging on both sides of the street, and there are only two kinds of light released.