The reason why the local tyrant can do so many evil things and still live comfortably for so many years is that although he loves money, he values his life more.
He was also mistaken before, and didn't realize that the boy in front of him, who looked like he was easy to deceive, was actually so difficult to deal with. At this moment, the other party lowered his eyes, his expression was still calm, but when his fine eyelashes raised, his thick black eyes locked onto him.
In the streets of the city of hell filled with biting cold winds, the local tyrant actually felt a slight chill on his back and broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a rare sense of fear.
Even though he was in a safe zone and protected, his entire body's alert organs were still yelling... danger.
Very dangerous!
He felt that he had been hated by Yuan Yuxue and was afraid that he would be retaliated against by Yuan Yuxue and lose his life for no reason.
But in fact, Yuan Yuxue would not do anything to him.
Yuan Yuxue's logic has always been simple and a bit straightforward. The man wanted to rely on injuries and acting to cheat points (so Yuan Yuxue thought), so he helped the other party make the injuries more realistic and make up for the flaws. At least now, the man's pitiful and painful expression was much more real, and it was not so easy to see the flaws at a glance - although the method used might be a bit rough.
Now Yuan Yuxue was staring at the local tyrant. Although she said nothing, the meaning revealed in her eyes and eyebrows was very clear.
… What do you want
In the face of absolute power, the local tyrants would never use their sweet words. He couldn't help but take two steps back, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he immediately begged for mercy: "It was the villain who was bewitched and wanted to trap you. I really didn't recognize the real man, and now I know my mistake!"
Since he admitted his mistake, he should show some sincerity. The local tyrant gritted his teeth and agreed without hesitation, "I can do anything you want me to do. If you want compensation, please accept it..."
He was ready to bleed heavily and pay money to buy his life.
When Yuan Yuxue heard his words, she really stopped and stood there, looking at him indifferently.
The local tyrant maintained a humble attitude with his head slightly lowered, not daring to look at Yuan Yuxue's expression, as if he was waiting for trial. The cold sweat on his back had dried up in the wind, and it felt cold on his back. In this seemingly very long silence, he finally heard Yuan Yuxue's voice as if he had been pardoned.
"Anything is fine?" Yuan Yuxue confirmed calmly.
The local tyrant could only nod in response, his neck stiff.
Yuan Yuxue looked at him and thought about it with some doubts - she interpreted his behavior as finally having a good conscience and not being so morally corrupt. So she reminded him: "Transfer the points to me."
Points are the only hard currency among players and also the wealth they have accumulated.
The local tyrant did not dare to disobey and quickly opened his system panel. The numbers displayed on it were high numbers that many players would find difficult to reach in their lifetime after working hard in the dungeon.
So at this time, the local snake hesitated slightly. If he gave all of it, he would be as good as dead, which was really painful. But if he gave less, he was afraid that Yuan Yuxue would not let him go... Maybe Yuan Yuxue wanted to see his sincerity. The local snake gritted his teeth slightly, the muscles on his face tensed up, and cautiously tried: "Is it okay for me to transfer 8,800 points to you? The number is also auspicious."