"Twenty-six." Chu Shaoyang said.
He killed twenty-six people in this instant, which shocked everyone.
The people in Wanhua Tower stared at him blankly, as if they were seeing the murderous devil from hell, their eyes full of fear and fear.
Their legs were weak and they wanted to escape, but the murderous devil blocked the door and prevented them from moving.
Chu Shaoyang turned around and faced them.
There was no expression on his handsome face, and he said calmly: "I asked this young master for information about a person, but he refused to tell me. I had no choice but to kill people. I hope he can think of me before killing all of you. Tell me what you know, otherwise, no one of you will be able to leave here alive today."
His tone was calm, as if he was telling a simple fact.
But no one thought he was making false threats, because they all saw with their own eyes Chu Shaoyang's murderous methods.
Everyone had a terrifying expression on their faces.
"P-please, don't kill us."
"We don't know anything."
"We are all innocent, innocent!"
Everyone fell to their knees one after another and begged, but Chu Shaoyang didn't even raise his eyelashes.
"It's useless to beg me. Your lives are in the hands of this young master. As long as he says a word, you can live."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his finger and a small piece of wood popped out. Strong wind shot out and hit one of them on the forehead.
The man screamed, turned over and fell to the ground dead. There was a blood hole in the middle of his forehead, and blood gushes out.
"Twenty-seven." Chu Shaoyang counted.
A small piece of light wood can actually punch a hole in a person's hard forehead bone. Who would have believed such a skill if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes!
The fingers of the Thousand-faced Young Master were almost broken.
Only then did he realize that Chu Shaoyang was more powerful and terrifying than he had imagined.
And he is definitely not just trying to scare people, he will really kill everyone in Wanhua Building without leaving a single person behind!
Wanhua Tower is a very secret contact place of their Zixiao Pavilion in the Nanyue capital. How could the Thousand-faced Young Master not feel sad that it would be destroyed in one day
Although there are no people from Zixiao Pavilion among the people Chu Shaoyang is killing now, their people will be exposed soon, and the result is that they will all die in Chu Shaoyang's hands.
"Sir, please save us!"
"This young master, no matter what he wants to know, please tell him, he will really kill us all!"
Everyone was so frightened by Chu Shaoyang that they didn't even dare to look at him again. They all turned around and begged the Thousand-faced Young Master.
The Thousand-faced Master raised his head, his face expressionless.
How could he see these ant-like lives in his eyes!
Chu Shaoyang, don’t ever want me to admit defeat!
"Hey, what's the use of a bunch of trash in this world?" Chu Shaoyang sighed, and another handful of wood fragments flew out. A dozen people immediately turned over and fell to the ground dead.
The remaining people were so frightened that they didn't even bother to beg. They shouted, turned around and fled towards the back door.
However, Chu Shaoyang's body was like a ghost, floating in the air, and then struck a person in the back of the heart with a palm, and the person immediately spurted out blood and died.
He kept moving, his movements were erratic, his left sleeve flew out and swept over a person's head. The fluttering sleeve was like a heavy hammer, hitting that person's brains to pieces.
"Want to escape? It will only make you die faster." Chu Shaoyang said coldly.