Begin as a person of seven sins

Chapter 9 The Artist in the Blood Pool
In the south of Y, somewhere in a deep alley, there is an extremely strong smell of blood.

A man wearing a mask with a ghost head was sitting on the ground, and there was an extremely terrifying scene around him. The ground was covered with broken limbs and broken arms, and blood was flowing everywhere, just like hell.

A frightened man knelt on the ground and begged for mercy from the man in the ghost mask.

"Sir, please let me go. I really don't know where those children went. I was just ordered by the great Gu Master to go there."

The man lowered his head, and what he saw was a pair of extremely cold blood-red eyes under the mask. He felt that his soul was frozen, and he was horrified. What kind of eyes were those? They were filled with deathly silence, blood, and cruelty, as if It gave birth to all the evil in the world.

Seeing these blood-red eyes, the man knew that he had messed with the wrong person.

This ghost-faced man should be the strange person with the most evil reputation recently.
Quanxing, blood pupils!
No one knows what sect this man comes from, he just appears out of thin air, and no one has seen the specific methods he used, because all the people who have seen him kill are dead, and the death of each person is extremely tragic. , the body seemed to have been bitten by something, all that was known was that he had a pair of blood-red eyes.

The man in front of him was too terrifying, and his methods were even more cruel. The brothers who followed him all died tragically at his hands just after they met him.

Even though they had been dead for more than ten minutes, their cries before death still echoed in the man's ears. Even if he had a hundred courages, he would not dare to follow this man.

The man in the ghost mask ignored the man's begging for mercy. He looked at the headless corpse in front of him and played with the little figure carved out of wood in his hand. Then a hoarse and low voice came out of the man's mouth.

"Head-lowering technique? It's very interesting, but you should be No. 30."

After saying that, he saw a burst of black Qi suddenly emerge from his body, directly forming a Qi beast with a blood-open mouth, and pounced directly on the man in front of him.

Before the man came back to his senses, the entire right half of his body was torn apart in an instant, and blood spurted out one meter high. The blood splashed on the man's body, but for a moment, black blood suddenly oozed from the surface of the man's skin. His Qi swallowed up all the blood splashed on his body.

At this time, Xue Tong stood in a pool of blood, but there was no blood stain on his body, just like an artist in the blood pool.

Xue Tong watched with an expression on the face as the man in front of him was devoured by the beast, then slowly stood up, and then took out a mobile phone from his clothes. There seemed to be nine missed calls on it, all from the same number. Came here.

Xue Tong stood up and walked out of the alley slowly, looking at the missed calls on his phone.

After the call was connected, a gloomy voice came from the other side of the phone,

"Hey, Jealousy, how is that stronghold? Is there any news about the Gu Spirit Saint Boy?"

Xue Tong looked at the corpses behind him and said coldly: "It's still the same as before. They are just peripheral members of the Yaoxian Society. They are all low-level characters. The things they know are all miscellaneous. Even the members of the Society All head-lowering techniques are available.”

"Okay, I understand. I will find someone to go to Jianghu Inn later."

Suddenly there was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then he suddenly said, "Jealousy, your behavior should be enough to attract the attention of 'Everywhere Tong'. You should be careful to cover your whereabouts in the future."

After finishing speaking, the other side hung up the phone.

"drop"

A drop of raindrops fell on Xue Tong's hand. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy weather and murmured: "Is it going to start raining? That's fine."

In an instant, the raindrops connected into a line, and with a "wow" sound, the heavy rain poured down from the sky like the sky collapsed.Then, his figure slowly disappeared into the rain.
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The next day, the same thing happened in the entire alley,

Li Guozhong, the person in charge of the South China region, rushed to the scene with a group of people. After understanding the scene in front of him, his eyes widened.

This can no longer be described as a crime scene, it is simply a hell.

There were stumps of limbs and broken arms everywhere, not a single corpse was complete, and several of the accompanying employees who were well-versed in everything had already vomited. Although they were all the best among strangers, they had never seen this scene before.

Li Guozhong had no expression on his face, turned around and asked the employee next to him, "Is it the Medicine Fairy Club again?"

The staff member nodded with a look of embarrassment, then quickly picked up the document and started reading, "There are seven people in total this time, and three of them couldn't even use Qi, and their stomachs were directly punctured, and"

Li Guozhong waved his hand and said impatiently, "That's enough. Stop reading. I can tell at a glance that they are all dead and there are no survivors. It's better to let the professionals do it." He turned to a bearded and scary-looking man behind him. The man said, "Liao Zhong? Have you seen his methods?"

Liao Zhong also looked a little ugly. He slowly walked to the wall in the alley, touched the dust on the wall, and said thoughtfully,

"Xue Tong should have the skills to hide his traces. First of all, he is hiding on the wall here." Then Liao Zhong pointed to the three half-body corpses next to him. "A sudden attack was launched, targeting the three strongest ones. It only took one strike to kill the three of them, their body structures were greatly damaged, and it was impossible to tell which sect they belonged to."

Then he walked to the two corpses with crooked heads at the entrance of the alley. The man said, "These two have body skills and can run fast, but it's useless. Xue Tong ran faster, and then one with each hand, from Judging from the traces of head trauma, it should be Hebei's Eagle Claw Fist, and he is very skilled in it." As he said this, imitating the example, the man reached forward as if to crush a watermelon.

He picked up another bloody wooden figure on the ground. After looking at it carefully, he said, "There was a head-lowering master who wanted to perform a head-lowering technique on the blood pupil, but before he could do it, his head fell off." After he finished speaking, he laughed and pointed. Touching something round on the ground.

Finally, Liao Zhong stopped next to the last corpse, lowered his head and said: "The last one is the weakest and can't run fast, so he was left until the end. After Xue Tong asked about his information, even if he knelt down to beg for mercy in the end, Xue Tong Did Tong let him go? Just like the previous three cases, Xue Tong did not leave anyone alive, and every one of them was killed in one blow."

Li Guozhong listened to all this expressionlessly, obviously thinking about something, and suddenly asked: "Do you think Bai Hu can deal with him?"

Liao Zhong shook his head and said, "It's not fair. He is extremely powerful, and you can't tell the depth of it. But judging from his actions, his techniques are delicate and thoughtful. Every move is a killing move. There is no mistake. It feels like he is Like the murder artist, you know, Bai Hu doesn't like to take risks, if you ask him to perform this task, he will choose to refuse."

Seeing Liao Zhong like this, Li Guozhong knew that things were going to be difficult to handle this time, and he believed in Liao Zhong's judgment. Bai Hu was a temporary worker in the southwest region now, and he was also an extremely experienced temporary worker. He could do it almost every time. The mission was successfully completed, but this time even he couldn't do anything. It seemed that he could only report it to the headquarters for a decision.

He sighed slowly, lit up a cigarette, and looked sideways at a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a suit next to him, "San'er, how are you? Are you scared?"

The bespectacled man next to him is the child of his friend. This is the first year that he has joined Dudutong. Because the friend's duties are inconvenient, he asked himself to help carry it.

"Uncle Liao, I can still bear it."

The man with the eyes swallowed his saliva. His face was obviously full of fear and disbelief. It was the first time in his life that he had seen such a cruel murderer. The whole hellish scene seemed destined to remain in his life for the rest of his life. The shadow is gone.

"It's okay, I won't blame you. This is your first day at work. It's normal. This is the first time in my decades of career that this has happened."

As he spoke, Li Guozhong couldn't help but feel deeply in his heart. It was obvious that he should retire soon, but he ended up with something like this. It seemed that it would not be easy to settle things in a short time.

Sure enough, it is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down the mountain. Just finish this last shift and let yourself retire peacefully.

(End of this chapter)