This was the first time Yang Shuo stepped into this place. With his original identity, he would never be able to set foot on this land in his entire life, because even though this place was full of criminals, it was not a place where a small person like him could come.
Once discovered, the person would be severely beaten at best, or even killed at worst.
As for the talk that someone will stand up for themselves, it is simply nonsense. It is impossible. In this devil city, no one will stand up for justice for a human being living at the bottom of society.
Yang Shuo knew where the big and small Wangs were, because they had boasted more than once about how sweet and delicious the wine in the bar was.
After extorting money, those two evil guys would come here and spend without restraint!
All Yang Shuo had to do now was to wait quietly by the side. When the other party appeared drunk, he would take action and end his life.
At the bar entrance.
Yang Shuo could feel the lively scene in the bar, among which there were many beautiful girls. In peacetime, they also had their own lives, but in this ugly world, they had no ability to choose their own lives and could only slowly waste their youth in such a sinful place.
Their lives have already been shaped, but Yang Shuo has no right to laugh at the other party. If it weren't for the voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, Yang Shuo would be even worse than the other party now.
Living in this dark world, no one can laugh at others at will, because all most people do is just to survive.
Some people only see the surface and may never imagine how much bitterness and pain are hidden behind that forced smile.
Yang Shuo saw a familiar face through the glass. The First King was drinking red wine, and next to him sat a young girl who didn't look very old. As for the Second King, Yang Shuo had not found any trace of him yet.
In this small world, the big king is the leader, and even though the second king has strong fighting ability, he still follows the big king's lead, which can be regarded as loyal.
Yang Shuo was not interested in figuring out each other's identities. He just waited quietly, like a hunter lying in ambush in the snow, hunting prey not far away.
Time passed minute by minute, and at this time the sky had completely darkened, and the entire earth was shrouded in darkness.
The weather in doomsday is extremely changeable. Yesterday, the sky was full of stars, but now there is not a single star to be seen in the sky. It feels like the human world has long been forgotten and completely stripped away from its original position in the galaxy.
This also makes the surroundings even darker, and one needs to move extremely carefully to avoid tripping and falling.
Yang Shuo's body was already a little frozen. Although it was not the coldest time of the year, his legs were still numb from squatting for a long time.
Just when Yang Shuo seemed to be holding on to his limit and was about to give up, some footsteps suddenly came from a distance.
Relying on the faint light coming from the bar, Yang Shuo saw the face. It was the King. There was no one following him. Obviously, his companions did not catch up.
This is indeed the case. This is their main battlefield. When they are in the slums, they may be more cautious. After all, they are worried that bullying too much will cause riots.
And this is their main battlefield, so naturally they have no fear at all.
The king was obviously drunk and was mumbling something. Yang Shuo had no idea what he was saying from the sound of his voice.
However, Yang Shuo gave the other party ample right to speak. He was waiting for the moment when the other party completely relaxed, then he rushed over and stabbed the other party's body with a knife.
The sound of flowing water could be heard.
The king was still humming, but at this moment, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell. Because of the effect of alcohol, his brain became a little slower, and after the smell of blood, he felt an unimaginable pain in his waist.
Is someone hurting themselves
The king opened his eyes wide, and the pain was so severe that he became a little more sober. He was about to call for help, but at this moment, his mouth was suddenly covered by a broad hand.
The king tried to struggle, but because he was stabbed in the waist, every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain in the wound. In addition, he had drunk enough alcohol, and his brain and limbs had long been paralyzed. Therefore, his struggling movements became smaller and smaller. Finally, he died in Yang Shuo's arms with his eyes wide open.
The king never thought that he was strangled in the corner just for coming out to relieve the pressure.
After killing the king, Yang Shuo did not leave the scene. No one in this world would care about the king's death, except one, and that was the second king. The other party's brain was a little bit not working well, but he obeyed the king's orders.
The other party might still be waiting for the King to return to the tavern. Given their close relationship, it wouldn't be long before the Second King would come over to check on the King's whereabouts.
This time, Yang Shuo knew that he didn't need to wait too long.
Five minutes later, as Yang Shuo expected, the bar door that was originally closed suddenly opened. The next second, a rather burly figure slowly walked towards the corner.
"Brother, are you there?"
“Brother!”
The Er Wang's voice was somewhat dull, like a giant bear that had become a spirit, and every step the other party took seemed to step into Yang Shuo's heart.
Compared to the first king, the second king is stronger. Yang Shuo saw with his own eyes that the other party carried hundreds of kilograms of objects on his shoulders without blushing or feeling nervous.
As the distance got closer, Yang Shuo's hand holding the blade turned pale due to excessive force.
"Brother?"
It was already late at night, and the Second King seemed to see a figure lying on the ground. He originally thought that the First King was drunk again and fell asleep. After all, this was a common occurrence.
But just as he got closer, Er Wang's face suddenly changed color because he smelled a pungent smell of blood. He looked down and saw that what was flowing on the ground was not urine, but sticky blood.
“Brother!”
At this moment, Er Wang's face was filled with anxiety. Although his brain was not very good, he still had the most basic ability to distinguish. His eldest brother was killed by someone unknown and fell directly to the ground. Judging from the current situation, the other party was in great danger.
Thinking of this, the Second King could no longer remain calm, and he suddenly hugged the Big King around the waist, shaking him constantly, trying to wake him up.
But the king had already died. No matter how the two kings tried to wake him up, the king still had his eyes wide open, staring straight ahead.
"Now!"
Yang Shuo's eyes became vicious. Seeing that the Second King's attention was completely attracted, he finally made up his mind. The next second, he shot towards the opponent like an arrow!