“Puff!”
Just when Er Wang was caught off guard, a stream of liquid splashed on his face. He looked back and saw a pair of scarlet eyes. The other party had stabbed his neck with a sharp knife. Everything happened too suddenly, and dark red blood immediately flowed out of Er Wang's neck!
"Enemy attack!"
Life in the end of the world has made Er Wang familiar with how to deal with difficulties. At this moment, he tried to raise his voice to warn the people around him.
But unfortunately, his neck had been pierced, and even if he made any sound at this time, it was only some muffled groans. Such sounds could not be heard in the noisy bar, so that no one could come to rescue him.
Damn sneak attacker.
He killed his brother!
If his brother had not died, and if the other party had not launched a sneak attack, he would have definitely crushed the other party's head with just one arm. It was not like now, when he could not even utter the words to ask for help.
Er Wang knew that no one would come to rescue him, so at this moment, he swung his arms in great annoyance, like an iron rod swinging behind him.
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, the two kings' eyes shrank into a thin line in the dark night.
He had never thought that the attacker was so weak. He just touched him with his elbow, and the attacker's ribs seemed to be broken!
This weak guy is not a professional, nor is he one of those people who are his enemies. He is just an ordinary mortal who cannot be more ordinary!
The Second King was not stupid, he just didn't like to use his brain to think. But it was different now, there was still blood on his neck. Perhaps it was the pressure of death that made his brain work rapidly.
If it was a strong man of the same level as himself, an elbow would only cause some damage to the skin and flesh. What's more, his neck was injured and blood was flowing quickly, so his strength was only half at this time.
But despite this, he still smashed the opponent's ribs directly. What does this mean? The opponent is very thin and has no strength!
It’s not that there aren’t people who meet these conditions, but the two kings didn’t expect that those worms living in the slums would dare to come here to take revenge on them
The Big King and the Second King had committed so many sins in the slums that, when the Second King thought about it, he discovered that it seemed that all the people he had bullied had a reason to kill them.
However, the Second King couldn't care less about so many things now. He only had one thought in mind, which was revenge, revenge for his brother and revenge for himself!
At this moment, the Second King has completely gone berserk. He has now transformed into a ghost wandering on the edge of hell. He knows that he has no way to survive. If there is no therapist to treat him in a short time, there is no possibility of survival.
But how could such a high-ranking professional appear in such a place
Classes exist everywhere. In the eyes of everyone in the slums, the Big King and the Second King are already the top ones. But who can know that in the eyes of professionals, the so-called Big King and Small King are nothing more than a dirty bug that makes people feel dirty at a glance!
Er Wang never thought about staying alive. He now had only one idea in his mind, which was to kill this sneak attacker. Only in this way could he get rid of the hatred in his heart!
Unlike the madness of the two kings, Yang Shuo was knocked against the wall by an elbow at this time. He felt like he was hit by a car. Even his breathing became short and his chest was accompanied by unimaginable pain.
Yang Shuo looked at everything in front of him with some surprise. This was indeed a world full of miracles. Even with the blessing of death, the two kings could still burst out with such terrifying power.
His ribs were actually shattered by the opponent. If he couldn't save himself, his order might be very miserable.
Yang Shuo had seen monsters in the wild that were surrounded. In order to hunt prey, hunters kept throwing javelins. At first, the monsters tried to conserve their energy, but as one javelin after another hit them, their vitality was extremely depleted. Even if they wanted to escape in the end, it was meaningless.
At this time, Yang Shuo was in such an environment. If he completely expected that the Second King would die first due to excessive blood loss, it would be a big mistake.
Yang Shuo did not have much time to be surprised, because as the Second King was about to die, the other party would definitely use the last time to take revenge on him!
Although Yang Shuo's chest was in pain, he still gritted his teeth and held the dagger in his hand.
and…
Yang Shuo was not completely without a trump card. While struggling to stand up, he had already begun to use his energy and perform healing techniques to rescue himself.
Yang Shuo cannot leave here now. Once he leaves, the Second King will stumble out after him, and then the news of his killing in this area will spread.
Every place has its own rules. The first time Yang Shuo came here, he killed two bar customers. Even the boss had the right to execute him, not to mention the laws of this area.
Not only that, Yang Shuo also remembered a sentence deeply.
It is better to strike first.
Yang Shuo had no intention of escaping at this time. He clenched his weapon tightly and his face was solemn, because the second king was already rushing towards him.
Yang Shuo must survive.
Because Nuonuo is still waiting for him at home, he must use all means to survive!
The Second King originally had considerable strength, and at this time, his brother was killed and he was only left with one breath. Killing was common sense to him, so after seeing Yang Shuo, he pounced on him like a madman!
Holding the dagger tightly made Yang Shuo's arm numb and his brain gradually cleared up. For him, the most important thing was to solve the trouble in front of him!
Thinking of this, Yang Shuo did not dodge, but took a step forward and rushed towards the opponent!
The collision between the two men caused Er Wang to pause for a moment. After all, excessive bleeding had brought his body to the limit.
This gave Yang Shuo a chance to counterattack. At this moment, he leaned forward, not even bothering to chop, but instead clumsily stabbed the opponent in the chest.
The second king pretended to block and chopped with his fist, directly knocking away Yang Shuo's dagger. At this time, due to inertia, Yang Shuo was only 30 centimeters away from the opponent, and his palms were a little numb. Yang Shuo was unable to hurt anyone with his weapon for a short period of time due to the attack and defense. At this time, Yang Shuo raised his right leg and kicked towards the opponent's crotch.
Yang Shuo felt the soles of his feet touching something soft, and then the second king's knees softened, and he was about to half-kneel on the ground. Yang Shuo's face showed a fierce look, like a leopard seeing its prey, he pounced forward and thrust his arm holding the dagger across!
“Puff!”
With a piercing sound, the dagger pierced through the opponent's chest, and a trace of blood spurted out!
There is no morality in the doomsday, let alone the so-called gentlemanly ethics. In that chaotic world, there is only one ultimate goal, and that is to live, to live at all costs!
Despicable means
Doesn't exist!
In the doomsday without morality and mercy, betrayal and sneak attacks are staged every day in order to survive.
Everyone was trying to survive, regardless of everything, like a group of real mental patients. An open duel? That was just a pastime among some bored people, but for people like Yang Shuo who lived at the bottom of society, how to defeat the enemy was the ultimate goal!
At this time, the important parts of the Second King's body were severely injured one after another. He could no longer stand up and could only watch as the dagger pierced into his neck again.
The second king died.
Yang Shuo, who got what he wanted, seemed to have spent all his strength and collapsed to the ground. His head was dizzy, which was obviously the sequelae of the treatment.
"You can't pass out yet!"
Yang Shuo knew clearly what kind of situation he was facing. If he really fell here, then after a while, when someone came out to relieve themselves, they would find the bodies of the Great King and the Second King and himself who was unconscious. In the end, even if he really won, it would be meaningless.
"I must persist!"
But Yang Shuo couldn't resist the physical fatigue. Even though he insisted again and again, he still fell at the intersection after taking only a few steps.
"it's all over… "
Yang Shuo thought pessimistically, and then fell into a coma.
Just as Yang Shuo fell unconscious, a blurry figure appeared in front of him. The other person looked down at him like a high and mighty god, and then said lightly: "You... want to become the master of this Devil City?"