But when they saw who the owner of the hoarse voice was, their fear turned into horror.
"It's that devil!"
"He's back!"
"That devil is back again!"
There was a sudden commotion at the scene.
Many people's legs were trembling and they could barely stand.
There were also many people who slowly retreated, trying to escape without attracting attention, so that the people standing in front would attract the attention of the "devil".
But everyone still held tightly onto the bowl of blood.
"Why!"
Gu Ran's eyes were extremely red.
In fact, he had some guesses in his heart, but they were too absurd, too ridiculous, and too cruel.
It would be more accurate to say that he was venting the fire in his heart rather than asking the people in front of him.
Gu Ran used his telekinesis to bring a middle-aged man who looked very honest in front of him.
"Did you know that he once defended Canglong City?"
Gu Ran looked at the timid middle-aged man in front of him, and his voice slowed down and became gentle.
It seemed as if he was afraid that his ferocious appearance would scare the "father" or "husband" in front of him. His relatives should be waiting for him to come home and bring back "good news".
"Go to hell! Go to hell! You traitors who colluded with the abyss demons and betrayed Canglong City!"
Suddenly, a string that had been taut in the middle-aged man seemed to break, tears streaming down his face, but his expression was crazy.
"If it weren't for you, Canglong City would not have become such a terrible state now!"
He yelled loudly.
"Why don't you all just die!?"
"Why do you devils have such high talents!?"
"Why do you traitors occupy so many resources of Canglong City!?"
"Why should we live in ghettos for generations!?"
"Why should we be looked down upon by you forever?!"
Decades of accumulated anger and resentment seemed to burst out at this moment.
After the outburst of anger, the fear in the middle-aged man's heart seemed to prevail again.
He begged, "Please don't take this bowl of blood from me, it is the hope of our whole family.
"My son is still waiting for me to bring it back home. He doesn't have the same talent as you. This is his last hope of becoming a warrior, and it is also the last hope of our entire family."
Gu Ran felt it was ridiculous and absurd.
The other party was actually begging him with this reason.
"Do you think this bowl of blood can make your son a warrior? Who told you that?"
The middle-aged man said as a matter of course: "This was confirmed by the Martial Arts Alliance. These people are very talented, and because they are in collusion with the Abyss Demons, their blood is different from that of humans. As long as you drink their blood, you can improve your martial arts talent. People who were originally unable to become warriors can become warriors because of this."
Gu Ran's eyes were filled with sorrow. "The Martial Arts Alliance said so, so you believed it? The Martial Arts Alliance is actually lying to you. Their blood is just ordinary blood, there is nothing special about it, and drinking it will not improve your talent in any way."
The middle-aged man was startled: "Lie to us?"
Then, he immediately shook his head: "How is it possible? How could the Martial Arts Alliance deceive us? That is the Martial Arts Alliance. It contains the strongest warriors in Canglong City. They are all high and mighty martial arts masters. How could they deceive us? In the eyes of those adults, we lowly people are not worth deceiving at all."
The middle-aged man had a "shrewd" look on his face and didn't believe Gu Ran at all.
Gu Ran used his telekinesis to restrain everyone present, and then brought Wu Shengyuan from the back to the front.
"You should know him, right? Even if you don't, it doesn't matter. I'll tell you right now that he is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Wu Shengyuan. What if he tells you that all this is fake and that this blood has no effect on improving talent?"
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Shengyuan who had turned into a human pig with trembling hands, and then an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
"It turns out... He really is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. He looks exactly like the one on the poster."
"But how did you become like this, Lord Alliance Leader?"
Wu Shengyuan opened his eyes, looked at Gu Ran, then looked at the middle-aged man, and the scene, and smiled.
"Yes, I am indeed Wu Shengyuan, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. The rumors that the blood of those 'Devil's Sons' who followed Gu Ran can improve talents are actually false. I had people spread the rumor. That blood is just ordinary blood. No matter how much you drink, it will not improve your talents and turn you into warriors!"
Wu Shengyuan did not hide the fact that he had deceived them, and cooperated very well with Gu Ran in refuting the rumors.
The middle-aged man was stunned.
It was as if the machine had not received any "signal" to refute the rumors.
Then, the "signal" finally arrived, allowing the middle-aged man to connect successfully.
"No... that's not the case. You are lying to me, right? How can the blood of the 'Devil's Son' be ordinary blood? This is what the Martial Arts Alliance said... How could a big shot like you lie to us, worthless people?"
The middle-aged man widened his eyes and looked at Wu Shengyuan with expectation.
It seemed as if he was waiting for the other party to take back what he had just said and then say that it was just a "joke".
"Oh my, you said the Martial Arts Alliance, but I am the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. I can say that I am the Martial Arts Alliance! What I say should be more credible than what other people in the Martial Arts Alliance say. Besides, what other people say is actually what I ordered. No one knows the truth better than me."
Wu Shengyuan seemed a little distressed that the fool in front of him didn't believe him, and couldn't help but explain it again in detail.
"No! You must be lying to me!"
The middle-aged man roared: "You are definitely not the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance! You are an illusion created by this demon to deceive me!"
"It's fake! It's fake! Everything you said is fake!"
"Only what the Martial Arts Alliance says is true!"
Wu Shengyuan glanced at Gu Ran and sighed helplessly: "Look, I said all the words, but others seem to only recognize the results they think are right.
"For them, my lies gave them a beautiful expectation, as if a long-awaited dream was within reach, but my truth made them fall into the ruthless reality. How cruel it is."
Wu Shengyuan said meaningfully: "You always think that Canglong City is in this state because of me. If I were not there, Canglong City would immediately return to its original state, but is it really so
"I just gave the people of Canglong City the result they wanted. Ultimately, all of this was their own choice. I just guided out the deepest desires in their hearts.
"I have guided the current situation, but I cannot dominate it. The only thing that can dominate this situation is the hearts of the people of Canglong City. As for things that the people of Canglong City don't want, even if they are personally delivered to them, they will discard them like garbage.
"Aren't you watching this process right now?"
"Gu Ran, humans are not worth it at all."
Gu Ran was silent.
The middle-aged man at this moment was like a punctured balloon, and the gas leaking out was all the expectations for life in his heart.
The leakage process is the process of continuous release of his emotions.
After the middle-aged man finished his angry roar, his energy and spirit were completely exhausted, and only his tears were still flowing.
"You are lying to me, you are lying to me. As long as I take this bowl of blood back, my son will definitely become a warrior, and our whole family will live in the inner city..."
"Hahahaha, our family will definitely live in the inner city and enjoy a good life. Only then can we be truly called human beings. Only then can we be truly called human beings... If this blood has no effect, then my reporting would be in vain..."
The middle-aged man cried and laughed.
"Hahahaha, then all my efforts are in vain? What am I doing this for? So in the end, our family is still in this slum, and we are still untouchables..."
"Why is this world so unfair?"
Gu Ran looked at the middle-aged man as if he was looking at a clown who could never feel happy.
Then, the sympathy in his eyes slowly faded.
"You just said snitching? The inspector came here because of your snitching?"
The middle-aged man said weakly: "Yes, that 'son of the devil' somehow escaped execution and ran to our street. He begged us not to tell the inspector, but how is that possible? Only the inspector is qualified to handle the blood of these 'sons of the devil'.
"If we deal with the 'Devil's Son' privately, without supernatural powers and martial arts strength, it will definitely be very dangerous. Not only will it be wasted when distributing blood, it will also violate the regulations of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Moreover, with so many of us, it would be difficult to distribute it ourselves, and we might even start a fight. Besides, this 'Devil's Son' was discovered by everyone together, so the best option is to ask the Inspector to help us execute this 'Devil's Son' and then distribute it fairly.
"Finally, after my persuasion, everyone agreed."
"Son of the Devil..." Gu Ran had a sarcastic smile on his face.
He could easily guess that this was definitely a name created by the Martial Arts Alliance led by Wu Shengyuan to slander his students.
Finally, Gu Ran looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes gradually cold, and he asked the question that the middle-aged man had never answered.
"He's not some 'son of the devil'. He once defended Canglong City, did you know that?"
A bit of life returned to the middle-aged man's face, and he immediately made a "Puh" sound.
"He is definitely the 'son of the devil'!"
"He is definitely a traitor to Canglong City!"
"Even if it doesn't improve my martial arts talent, I'm still going to drink his blood!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have transferred all his previous hatred and disgust to him, as if as long as the so-called "son of the devil" died, his family's life would be better even if his son's martial arts talent did not improve.
Bang!