Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Um..."

"I know."

"Thank you."

Yu Sheng thanked him politely, still looking at the location of the city gate.

"you..."

"This is the mission."

"Yes!"

Pei Yong wanted to persuade him a few more words, but after hearing Yu Sheng's words, he subconsciously straightened his back and said a word, then turned his head away from the city gate.

Get too close and he might get in too.

no aura...

Yu Sheng was sure to come out, but he didn't.

……

Sin City, Outer City.

Let time go by, but Sin City will never change.

Dirty environment, blood stains can be seen everywhere on the ground and walls, the air is filled with a stench, and occasionally a rotting corpse can be found in a corner.

A new generation replaces the old.

For the rest of their lives, the rules they made in Sin City have become history with the passage of time.

A young man in his early 20s, with fierce eyes and only one arm left, was still quietly lying in ambush in a corner, motionless.

He didn't rush out until a certain woman passed by and was less than two meters away from his hiding place. The only remaining arm was tightly holding a sharpened wooden stick, pointing at the woman's neck. Insert hesitantly.

This sudden scene made the woman a little unprepared, but fortunately, her reaction speed was very fast, and she avoided the fatal part at the very moment, so that the wooden stick was stuck on her shoulder.

Bleeding ceaselessly.

But the woman didn't howl, but turned sideways immediately, grabbed the boy's one arm, and a blade appeared on the fingertips of the other hand, flashing past the boy's neck.

Blood dripped down the blade, and the woman silently put away the blade, and pulled out the sharp wooden stick from her shoulder enduring the severe pain.

Even though her nerves had been honed to be extremely tough, she still couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and her face turned pale.

She staggered and did not leave. Instead, she squatted down and fumbled in the boy's pockets, trying to find something, but in the end she could only withdraw her hand in disappointment.

Who would risk death to find someone one-on-one if they were not hungry and desperate!

And the clothes are slightly cleaner, and the masters who are not so thin.

As for why not find someone of the same level to ambush...

They are all at the same level. If you have nothing to eat, they naturally have nothing to eat.

The woman finds nothing and ends up walking off into the distance.

When the woman was less than 10 meters away from the young man's body, a series of figures appeared abruptly from the corner, most of them were skinny and hungry, but their eyes had a terrifying green light, which was completely inappropriate. With the speed of physical fitness, he rushed to the side of his body and rushed to a group of people.

These...

It is the existence at the lowest level living in the sin city.

Nickname: Vulture.

The woman looked back from a distance, and after confirming that the vultures did not dare to provoke her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she could turn around, a cold glow suddenly flickered in a ditch full of mud.

A huge wound was cut open on her abdomen, and internal organs continued to flow out along the wound.

Immediately afterwards, a thin old man supported his body and got out of the ditch. Even though the woman had fallen to the ground unbelievably, the old man still had no intention of approaching, but picked up two stones and threw them at the woman far away. on the head.

After confirming that the woman was dead, he crawled tremblingly in front of the woman, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, then groped for the woman's body, and took out half a piece of sweet potato and half a piece of cake.

Regardless of the muddy and dirty smell in his hands, he just swallowed it into his stomach indiscriminately, and then watched vigilantly the group of vultures that were about to move in the distance and disappeared into the corner of the street.

And after the old man left, the group of vultures swarmed to the woman again, re-enclosing a city wall, indistinctly, only blood spattered out of it.

In just a few minutes, two people died one after another, but looking at the expressions of the people, it seemed that this was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

In the quiet street, only the sound of gnawing is constantly ringing.

Until eight o'clock at night!

Although there is no clock, they tacitly stop!

The vultures looked at each other, dragging their bodies numbly away with their bodies covered in blood and walking corpses.

Just after they left the arena, people with relatively clean and neat clothes walked out from every corner of the street, looked at each other vigilantly, and kept a safe distance from each other without any intention of fighting, and walked towards the gate of the city. .

Every day at this hour, the gates of the city are open!

Occasionally new people come in.

Newcomers, which means clean clothes and even some...food.

This also means that their hunting time has arrived.

Time passed by, and these people hid in the corner, like patient hunters, staring at the gate of Sin City, motionless, waiting quietly.