I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 42 Goodbye
  "Looks like I'm not scary enough~"

Stepping on his body that had stopped twitching, Zhang Xing felt that he still had a lot to improve.

Victory in battle begins with making your enemies fearful - he always kept this sentence in mind.

Even though they are still standing here, and it is the basement where they have been locked up for a long time, these dolls are actually willing to run back instead of going to the light.

Holding the Shadow Blade on his waist, he ignored the hurriedly escaping in and hid behind him, even more afraid of the imps who would go back to the cage. Zhang Xing waved his hand, telling these dolls not to block his way, and walked towards the exit.

Zhang Xing is actually a little strange. After all, this force should still have many people alive outside. Whether you are in this house or you are out looking for income to make some extra money.

But no matter what kind of person he is, it is impossible for him to have the leisure to care about things here.

Those who try to leave, and those who try to come back, will meet Charles.

"That kid is so conspicuous. He's not blind. How could he ignore it? It's impossible..."

Did the Dark Judge fail in his debut?
  He believed that Charles could do what he expected and clean up those people who had no need to live, so the conclusion should be quite obvious.

"No wonder..." Zhang Xing looked at Charles, whose hands were still dripping with blood, smiling happily, walking step by step through the blood. "You are indeed more intimidating than me."

Not only was the sun shining brightly during the day, but it was still a bright corridor. As Charles walked around, there was actually a sense of terror.

"Sir, I do—"

Charles, who originally wanted to announce the good news, heard Zhang Xing's words and looked at himself hurriedly.

So dirty, so dirty!
  I shouldn't have come here like this, I have to clean up—

"You're doing much, much better than I thought."

He patted the kid on the shoulder, passed him, and continued walking forward.

"Since those boys are so afraid of what you are like now, it's up to you to restrain them and let them do some work. After all, you should be tired after such a battle. Do some light work first. For a moment, let’s start by cleaning the house. We will be staying here for a long time in the future. Just start by cleaning and get used to this place that you probably don’t like very much.”

Zhang Xing arranged new things for Charles, and then walked out of here with the same blood as when he came.

Putting away his gloves and looking at his hands that had become clean unknowingly, Charles nodded seriously.

Then he wiped a large amount of blood on it.

Ignoring how this silly boy was trying to intimidate those brats, Zhang Xing held Yahuazi in his hands and looked at everything that had fallen in the hall.

Compared to when he went to the backyard, there were a lot more...well, he didn't know how to describe it. The body was a little incomplete and the pieces of meat were a little too big.

In short, the frightened expressions, shriveled bodies, and obvious tearing wounds on these wrecks. They all clearly described how they died and the fear they experienced before they died.

Although he didn't give any clear instructions, Charles did a good job and took care of the things that needed cleaning the most.

"It's good. I couldn't have done it any better."

But replacing someone would not only save Zhang Xing some effort, but also allow these bastards to be punished as they should be, and give Zhang Xing one more loyal Awakened subordinate.

Of course, Charles was awakened. The awakening had already begun from the moment he got his hand, or earlier, when he asked Zhang Xing to give him a name.

And as Charles tore apart those former shackles, fate also gave him the gifts he deserved.

Although it is not sure what Charles' abilities will be after he stabilizes. “It can’t be worse than the Dragon King spraying water.”

It probably won't be stronger than the Dragon King's water spray.

Before it dried up, the flowing tide of blood opened a path in front of Zhang Xing, allowing him to walk out of the room without being stained with any blood.

Then as he left, he returned to his original position.

Zhang Xing is not going to help those brats clean up, this is Charles's business.

What he wants to do is to do other things, such as dealing with those people who are rushing back from this force. And, untie the shackles of those who remain.

The awakened person's ear power allowed Zhang Xing to clearly hear the rapid and dense footsteps.

Someone, many people are coming here.

They definitely weren't here to eat... maybe, after all, it was indeed dinner time.

Unless there are other canteens for those who go out, after solving the problem of the headquarters, they still have to eat when they need to.

"Then I have to let you eat something good."

But forget about lard. After all, feeding lard to those people is a bit cheaper for them.

In order to avoid having to deal with lard in the future, and not wanting to remove the cover of the watermelon rind, Zhang Xing casually removed an iron rod from the equipment.

Wielding this weapon that felt far worse than a wooden stick, I listened to the footsteps getting closer...

There was a snap, and the door, which had been shattered by him, could no longer continue its work. A final squeaking sound was made under several imps who rolled and crawled in.

Zhang Xing squinted his eyes and looked at the little ghosts who appeared in his memory. These people fled without a trace after Charles was caught by him. Out of the thought of no need, Zhang Xing did not pay attention to their traces.

Judging from what happened to Charles after he returned, these brats should not dare to come back until the last moment.

‘Is it really time for dinner? ’

Binding people with food is a good idea. It is much easier to use than pure fear, as long as they have no other way to obtain food.

It's not very realistic, and there aren't all the people there. It seems like only a few were caught.

So - 'It's a gang fight and I'm catching up?' ’

After those little devils, a few people who were thrown in were covered in injuries and were so swollen that their shapes could no longer be seen, which confirmed Zhang Xing's idea.

'It's really a fight. '

It didn't look like this gang was recruiting new members, because the people who were beaten had tattoos similar to those of the corpses in the yard. Aside from some similar tattoos common to those who live in port cities and often go to sea. Judging from the tattoos that Zhang Xing had never seen on the sea, but everyone in this yard had tattoos, it seemed that someone had really come to his door.

"And is it such a coincidence?"

Zhang Xing's eyes widened and he looked at the minotaur with a blue and white background, angry red marks all over his body, and the red light in his eyes was clearly visible in the sunlight.

"Don't tell me that you represent another wave of bastards..."

(End of this chapter)