Douluo's knowledge is supreme

Li Sentian likes to introduce himself to others. He likes others to look at him with fear in their eyes! Especially after knowing his true identity, the other party's desperate look will make him unable to help but be intoxicated.

But today, Li Sentian is not very happy, because the kid in front of him has no fear after hearing his name? Instead, he had the same look as his own.

Yes, Li Sentian found that the other party looked at him with the same playful look, just like the look in his eyes when he looked at prey.

"This must be an illusion! A kid born in such a big family must have never heard of my name! Calves are not afraid of tigers when they are born." Li Sentian thought to himself to comfort himself.

But this self-comfort didn't last long before he was slapped in the face.

"Li Sentian? I remember your name was on the notice in the hotel, nicknamed Sinful Butcher, a level 43 assault soul sect, and your identity seems to be a wanted criminal. If you have a hobby, I heard you like to torture corpses? I remember it right, right? ?" Beichen asked as he looked at the other party with squinted eyes.

Beichen never expected that he would encounter such a thing on his way home, but there was no reason for Beichen to reject the materials delivered to his door.

It just so happened that there was no material from the Soul Sect in his specimen library.

The other party sees him as prey, so why don’t he?

And the most amazing thing is that both of them have a common hobby, that is, they both like corpses, and in a sense, they both seem to like to torture corpses, but Beichen's is more elegant.

After Li Sentian heard that Beichen actually knew him, he immediately asked with fierce eyes: "You have heard of my name? Then why are you not afraid of me?"

This is not the same as the script I thought of! According to his personality, the other party should be showing off in despair at this moment, and then begging for mercy from him in fear, right? Why is this little kid so calm?

"But compared to you asking about your identity, I'm more curious about why you would target me?" Beichen did not answer the other party's words, but continued to ask.

Beichen felt that he needed to find out the reason so that this kind of thing would not happen again in the future.

"With the space soul guide, plus the gold soul coins, you are a fat sheep. Killing you should make me happy for a while." Li Sentian said with a sinister smile.

Beichen, who suddenly remembered, looked at the other person with a look of realization and said, "Are you the waiter in the hotel? Why do I always look familiar to you?"

"That's right! I've been hiding in the hotel to keep the idiots from the Empire and Wuhun Palace in trouble. Moreover, there are often guests passing by in the hotel, and the waiters can get a lot of information! For example, they found you, a fat sheep." Li Sentian was proud. He said proudly.

Obviously, Li Sentian is quite proud of his wit and plan.

Beichen felt the same way about this. He had to admit that although this unlucky child looked quite ugly, his IQ was indeed on the line.

He is one of those representatives whose appearance and IQ are inversely proportional. He is not like himself at all, but his appearance and IQ are actually directly proportional.

"Sure enough! Even if you intend to keep a low profile, some things will always show up without leaving a trace. I knew it was impossible for a person like me to keep a low profile." Beichen thought with a wry smile in his heart.

Originally, Beichen thought that if Erlong was not by his side, he would not be in danger as long as he was humble, but it turned out that even though he deliberately kept a low profile, trouble would still come to him.

Li Sentian, who seemed to have everything under control, pronounced: "Hand over your soul tool and property, and then consider what price you can pay to save your life."

After hearing this, Beichen gave the other party a joking look, and then asked in a feigned panic, "As long as I pay a sufficient price, can you let me go?"

"Of course! And I will send you back to your destination safely, provided you cooperate enough." Li Sentian said sincerely.

"Ha ha!"

Beichen looked at the other party's gesture and sneered in his heart. You said you were willing to let me go and you still believed it, but you actually said you were willing to send me back to my destination? Are you planning to rub my IQ on the ground?

Beichen always felt that the other party was looking down upon his intelligence.

"Okay! I just have a treasure for you. After I give it to you, you must keep your promise." Beichen gritted his teeth and took out a revolver from the space necklace with a heartbroken look on his face.

No! It should be called a revolver cannon. After all, the damage this thing does at close range is almost as good as a sniper rifle.

"This is a magical soul tool. If I give it to you, can you let me go?" Beichen pointed the gun at the other person and asked with a hopeful face.

Li Sentian looked at the unique little thing in Beichen's hand and came over curiously. However, out of caution, Li Sentian still summoned his martial spirit.

A beheading sword looks extremely ferocious.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Li Sentian came over and put his eyes in front of the muzzle of the gun, carefully observing the dark muzzle.

"This is a magical weapon. Legend has it that it can make people see the God of Death, but no one has ever verified this." Beichen said and pulled the trigger.

Brains and blood splattered.

Li Sentian's last consciousness stayed at the moment when a faint blue light flashed, and then he seemed to see the call of death.

"This naughty kid didn't lie to me. This magical soul guide can indeed allow me to see the God of Death!" Li Sentian looked at the sky with one eye in confusion, and then that eye slowly lost its color.

The God of Death summoned him, and he verified the legend. This soul guide could really see the God of Death...

Looking at the body lying in a pool of blood, Beichen also gently blew on the non-existent green smoke from the muzzle.

"The natives of Douluo Continent are so honest. This is the first time I saw an enemy with his eyes pointed at the muzzle of a gun." Beichen couldn't help but sigh at the simplicity of the people on this continent, and then he quickly put away the revolver in his hand. got up.

What a great material, it should be usable everywhere except the brain.

There was no way, the bullet penetrated the opponent's head, and the opponent's entire brain was shattered, so naturally there was nothing that could be used.

He took out a Mo Dao from the space necklace and chopped off the opponent's head, and then Beichen also collected the opponent's body.

As for the brain? It is estimated that it will become food for some animals or spirit beasts before long.

After collecting the body, Beichen sat in the driver's seat of the carriage distressedly, and then looked at his surroundings in confusion.

Beichen, who is obsessed with research all day long, has done very little research on the customs and customs of Douluo Continent. He has rarely even seen the map of Douluo Continent.

So Beichen realized one thing helplessly. He seemed to be...lost?

"What should I do? Go back the same way?" Beichen thought with some hesitation.

But such thoughts only passed by for a moment, because he didn't know the route back along the road.

Because no matter when he came here or when he went back, Beichen was always addicted to the virtual world and never recorded the route at all.

"Forget it, all roads lead to Rome, maybe all roads lead to the sky on the mainland?"

After soothing himself, Beichen's unfamiliar driver and the carriage headed in a random direction.