Pirate Shadow Guardian

When the light ends, shadows become a breeding ground for sin.

It seems that along with the light, the bright and beautiful disguise also disappears.

The night is the best protective color.

However, revelry at night is not only for the strong. Some weak people will also indulge their desires after nightfall and vent their dissatisfaction accumulated during the day to those who are even weaker.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, a dishevelled woman stumbled out of an open door in an alley. The sudden slap almost made her fall. The only thing to be thankful for was that she went out with a dry purse.

"thank you boss!"

There was no anger in her voice, but rather it was humble and sincere, even with a hint of flattery.

"get out!"

"Yes, boss!"

Having been at the bottom of society for many years, she has long been accustomed to such things.

That's what people like them do.

They are just tools for guests to vent their desires.

But desire is not just about lust.

The people she came into contact with most were people like the guest just now, who were bullied by other important people during the day and tried to regain their dignity from these cousins ​​at night.

This is really the most normal thing.

only…

She is already at the bottom of the social ladder on Poly Island, where can she go to find her dignity?

Today, she suddenly became a little neurotic. Why think about these things? Being alive is good enough.

He walked to a room which was slightly better than the previous one and knocked on the door gently.

The wooden door opened with a creaky sound. She looked around and then quickly entered the house.

"Oh... Sir, please don't..."

"Hey, hey, don't I know you? If you say no, then you want it!"

"grown ups…"

The voice seemed to be a rejection, but it was more tempting.

She knew that this adult liked this tune.

However, although this adult still touched her today, he soon stopped.

With the help of the light, he saw that the adult looked unhappy, and vaguely heard him say "bad luck"...

This should be talking about myself, right?

That's right, I was just slapped by a guest, my face is still burning and painful, maybe even swollen. No wonder this gentleman suddenly lost interest.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that the slap was not undeserved.

"Sir, this is the regular money."

"Well, get lost."

"Yes!"

She backed out of the door, which was not yet closed, with a respectful attitude.

The rule was that after each business deal, she had to hand over two-thirds of it to the street manager. Even though she was already very cheap, the remaining one-third was only enough to support herself and her five-year-old son.

But that's the rule here!

The rules are very strict, but if you don't follow them, you can't survive.

They do the hardest and dirtiest work, but often receive the least insignificant income.

Isn't this normal?

This street is said to be under the jurisdiction of the Gothic Kingdom, which is a member of the legendary World Government...

Thanks to the Gothic Kingdom for guarding the civilians of this street, otherwise how could these civilians live such a stable life!

Although she didn't feel very safe.

.........

Unknown to her, there was a pair of eyes watching her leave.

Yang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the woman left, otherwise there would be one more wronged soul.

He was in a hurry.

If he can't handle everything tonight, he will be in a lot of trouble when the truth comes out tomorrow!

He cares more about himself than the lives of innocent people.

Of course, if possible, he would try his best to avoid killing innocent people.

After all, he is not a devil.

All this was said in a flash, and Yang appeared from behind the frustrated man, slashing his throat with his sword.

From the feeling of cutting tofu, it can be seen that the katana is indeed much sharper than the kitchen knife.

He is satisfied.

the seventh!

.........

In a messy hotel, an old man in ragged clothes and looking like a beggar suddenly appeared in the hotel toilet, but he had already lost his life.

This beggar was not from the Gothic Kingdom.

When Yang Ye was strolling around during the day, the old beggar tried to cut his pocket with a blade. After Yang Ye dodged, he gave him a vicious look.

It is quite troublesome to kill this man, because he does not live alone, and Yang can only quietly break his neck, then put him into the shadow space, and then put him in the toilet, which is very troublesome!

All the miscellaneous fish around Poly Island have been cleared, and now it’s time to clean up the inner circle.

Twenty-first!

……

In the master bedroom of a luxurious villa, one of the seven shop owners affiliated with the Gothic Kingdom Chamber of Commerce was sleeping soundly with his mistress in his arms.

This was one of his many mistresses, but she was the best and the one he liked the most. Today he had to arrange for someone to keep an eye on her and gather information during the day. In the evening he had another inexplicable meeting, and he would have to continue working in the evening.

He was really tired.

So, he slept very soundly.

Then, he and his mistress fell into a deep sleep.

The thirty-fifth goal!

Killed forty-eight people...

Killing thirteen more people made me feel helpless!

There were three of them lying next to a shop owner. How hateful!

Yang also seeks to be cautious in doing things.

He didn't want someone to wake up in the middle of the night because they had to pee and then find someone dead next to them. He didn't want any accidents to happen before dawn!

Next target is the tough one, Chris!

Yang Ye returned to his hotel room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and tried to reduce the bloody smell on his body. It was a bit difficult to cover it up completely, so he could only do his best.

Why not make Chris the first target?

Think about defeat before thinking about victory.

If Chris' assassination fails, no one else will be able to kill him.

Besides, he had only practiced assassination with wild beasts before, and he needed to kill a few to gain some experience.

Killing forty-eight people, the experience gained...

It cannot be said that there is no improvement at all, it can only be said that it is indeed not very useful.

He just found a more labor-saving and convenient angle to cut the throat. The target was too weak, and he really had no experience to learn from...

The shadow fruit is a crushing blow to noobs!

And Chris is the strongest enemy he has ever seen!

If you kill them as weaklings, you might end up becoming that chicken...

After resting for half an hour, Yang also appeared in Chris's bedroom in the darkest moment before dawn.

"Ok?"

Looking at Lilia beside Chris, Yang frowned slightly, but immediately became determined.

The shadow shuttled again, and Yang appeared beside the bed, stabbing Chris' throat with his sword!

However, when the knife was still ten centimeters away from the target, Yang disappeared again.

He felt that Chris's life had changed! From being calm and peaceful at the beginning, it suddenly became a raging storm!

Is this the sense of crisis that comes from a strong person?

Yang was not discouraged. He shuttled through the shadows again, appeared on the other side, and swung the sword again.

At this moment, Chris woke up instantly with the help of his intuition and dodged the first move, but he couldn't avoid the second move.

In desperation, Chris had to use the navy's secret technique: iron block!

"Zi!"

It was as if the sound of a sharp blade cutting steel was heard. Yang felt the feedback from the sword, and his heart sank slightly...

Chris was not proficient in using the iron block, but the sword still caused damage. However, since Chris deliberately avoided the vital parts, the sword only scratched his arm.

The wound is less than half a centimeter and can only be considered a skin injury!

Iron block...

This is going to be difficult!