There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
It smells like human blood, not pig blood, not chicken blood, but human blood.
He walked forward slowly, only to hear a lot of strange and deep voices in the village, but all the familiar people disappeared.
"Ah!" A scream tore through the false calm.
A middle-aged woman covered in blood struggled to get half of her body out of the house. From the outline of the blood-colored figure, Bai could vaguely recognize her neighbor.
It's a pity that she hadn't climbed a few steps before she passed out in front of the door due to excessive blood loss. The blood on her body seemed to be slowly flowing towards a certain direction in the room.
"There's another one here!" The man in black who was chasing after the woman shouted involuntarily after seeing Bai.
"Isn't it over if you kill it, there are ordinary people you can't beat with the blood pattern knife?" A cursing voice came from the back room.
It was a masked warrior who was five big and three rough, carrying a blood knife that was almost exactly the same.
"Thirteen, believe me, this one is really different, hurry up and ask the boss to call other people over, my blood pattern knife... it's trembling!"
"Crazy, in such a remote mountain village, how can there be a family blood that can respond to the blood pattern knife." The masked warrior retorted.
Although the masked man named Thirteen had some disbelief in his words, he still told the others about this matter immediately, so that the accomplices who were addicted to looting and blood gathered together.
Bai didn't stop them from gathering, nor did he have the idea of rushing in to save people, because none of the familiar breathing sounds on weekdays had long been heard.
With his five senses far superior to ordinary people and his photographic memory, he has long memorized the breathing characteristics of everyone in the village.
I came back too late, and all the people in the village were killed.
"Boy, you already noticed something was wrong when you were outside the village, why did you come in?" The leader, a masked man in black, asked in a condescending tone after he surrounded Bai Tuan with his subordinates.
The knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, but he controlled it forcibly with his hands. The large number of subordinates gave him a false sense of security.
"What is an aristocratic family? What is a bloodline?" Bai, who was still holding the hare in his hand, asked the other party solemnly.
"This is what I'm asking you!" While speaking, the leading man pointed out with his left hand that didn't hold a knife, and a crimson light went straight to Bai's body.
But like a prophet, he just moved his body and dodged the beam of light with a slight difference.
It's a pity that the rabbit in his hand was not so lucky. The red light beam touched its buttocks, burning the fur and skin as big as a thumb, causing it to struggle desperately in pain.
This light evoked some thoughts in Bai's mind.
"Why is there a beam of light?" He lifted the rabbit so that its scorched butt pointed at the man in black, "Did you use this to kill people?"
The leading man in black froze for a moment, obviously he did not expect such a reaction from the other party.
His own group slaughtered the entire village, but the young man who was the only survivor asked about his method of killing with a purely curious attitude.
Is that naive, or is it stupid
The leader in black stared at the other person's face, but he couldn't see the slightest hatred, fear, or sadness in it, as if it was just a few bugs that died just now, not his relatives, neighbors, or friends. They are not any enemies, just a few passers-by.
Bai's cold-bloodedness, ruthlessness and calmness even made them feel a bit of a bone-chilling chill in the group of fellows whose subordinates already had more than double-digit deaths.
They are cruel and easy to kill, and they can slaughter ordinary people without any psychological burden, but they absolutely can't act like they don't care about their enemies at the scene of the death of their relatives and friends.
A person who doesn't care about anything is really scary.
"You seem to be curious?" The boy remained expressionless.
Not a single man in black answered, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive in the silence.
The more the leader of the man in black looked at the white eyes, the more frightened he felt, because those deep eyes seemed to be able to directly see everything hidden deep in his heart, prying into his secrets, which made him feel more like a child. Not to stay thought.
"Anyway, he's just a savage who doesn't even know about his family and blood. He must have become like this with a little talent."
"Damn it, why don't I have such a talent! If I had such a little bit of talent, I wouldn't be able to..." The leader felt jealous and hated in his heart, and couldn't help but have various distracting thoughts.
"Don't worry about the family, kill him!!!" He lowered his head, trying not to look into Bai's eyes, and then shouted orders to his subordinates.
He guessed that the young man in front of him should be the exiled blood of a high-ranking family, so he was a little hesitant to help him return to the family.
It's just that after seeing those weird eyes with no emotion, the leader of the man in black completely rejected this idea.
"Kill!!!" The people who received the order swarmed up, trying to blend into the crowd, paralyzing themselves with the herd effect and covering up the anxiety deep in their hearts.
"Your knives are afraid?"
The closer they got to Bai, the more violently the blood-striped knife in their hands shook, and the nearest few people couldn't even hold it tightly.
The vibration frequency and amplitude of the handle of the knife were too great. As long as they relaxed a little, the knife would probably fly out of their hands and would no longer be under their control.
"Who the hell am I?" Bai's thinking jumped to the question he thought most often, as if the enemy in front of him was nothing but air.
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"Die!" A man in black with a blood-striped knife roared and slashed at Bai who was surrounded by all sides.
However, it was cut empty.
Bai moved outside the encirclement without warning.
"I always feel that I should be able to kill all of you in an instant, but now I don't know why I forgot how to do it, can you remind me?"
"You!" If it weren't for the fact that they haven't read a few books, the group of men in black would definitely say "How dare you!"
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"The real me in my body seems to be waking up soon."
Some unknown information began to appear in Bai's memory, and he instinctively followed the information, teleporting among the crowd, avoiding the ubiquitous blade.
"What kind of monster did we encounter... Maybe it's an old man pretending to be young among the bloodlines."
Although the blood pattern knife can enhance the fighting quality of the user in all aspects, it is also time-limited. Besides, they really have no confidence how long they can last in the face of this kind of guy who can teleport infinitely.
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