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"well……"

An Le sighed quietly, before the gun burst into flames.

Like a real shadow, it firmly wrapped around the finger that was about to press the trigger, and also fixed the woman at the door.

The living room lights came on.

In dim light.

The little girl was like a crazy little beast, holding a small knife and rushing out from the corner, stabbing An Le's waist.

Her little face, which was already covered with scars, now looked even more terrifying.

The momentum is not bad.

But her weak strength, as well as the enemies she faced, doomed this to be a futile attack.

"Why bother?"

An Le glanced at the mother and daughter who were restrained by the shadow with one eye, but she was not surprised.

As early as when the girl made the invitation, An Le had expected it.

And the pictures seen in the robber's memory afterwards, as well as the special medicine in his nutrient cream, only proved his guess again.

The performance of the mother and daughter is too clumsy, too raw, and too unfamiliar.

Even so, An Le is still willing to give the mother and daughter the last chance.

As long as they don't shoot and let this night pass peacefully, I will leave quietly, maybe... and leave a sum of money?

——An Le is indeed penniless tonight, but it may not be the case tomorrow.

It's a pity that things have developed to such a point.

"sorry Sorry!"

The woman is not stupid enough to ask "Why didn't the drug work? Why are you awake?" This kind of question, but keeps apologizing and trying to take all the responsibility on herself.

"It's all my idea, it's my medicine! It's me who wants to do it to you."

The woman said almost pleadingly.

"Please let her go!"

"No matter what you do to me, as long as you can let her live..."

It was only then that An Le realized that the woman's appearance was unexpectedly good, she was very clean, there were faint dark circles around her big eyes, and her skin was a little sickly pale.

But compared with An Le itself, it can only be regarded as mediocre.

An Le turned to look at the little girl.

She just looked at the floor under her feet coldly, as if there was some precious treasure there.

"Mom, it's useless."

"Without you, I have no need to live."

A woman is still young, and she can always live alone, but if she lives in this ruined city with a child whose genes are about to collapse, the difficulty can only be described as "don't want to live and dare not die".

An Le watched silently as the female figure was in his hands, ready to take their lives away at any time.

But he also understood that maybe it wasn't the mother and daughter who were wrong, but...

This city called "Abandoned Capital"!

It forces people to be incapable of being human beings, and it forces people to eat people.

Just before An Le really made up his mind on how to deal with the two of them, a slight abnormal sound came from outside the door.

footsteps.

It is very heavy, which means that the visitor may be carrying heavy equipment.

Moreover, the number of people... is far more than just one person!

Click!

The door lock was like a decoration, and the door was easily pushed open from the outside.

The muzzle of an automatic rifle protruded from the crack of the door, and it was raised quickly to a height that was convenient for aiming and shooting.

Just this time.

The door panel suddenly slammed in hard, as if someone had yanked the doorknob.

Then, the people outside the door saw that countless black hands stretched out from the shadows of the room, covering their mouths in an instant to prevent them from screaming, while grabbing shoulders, waists, and arms at the same time, holding them firmly. Fix people's bodies.

A wave as viscous as oil was churning.

The strength of those black hands far exceeded the imagination of these people, no matter how hard they struggled, it would be of no avail.

He could only be pulled into the room with a face of horror and despair.

Then, overwhelmed by shadows.

With a soft "bang", the door closed.

In the dim corridor, only the old electric lights were shaking, as if... these people had never appeared.

*****

The apartment is downstairs.

About a dozen people gathered here. They seemed to belong to the same faction, but their attitude was very loose, as if they didn't take this action seriously.

A man with a cigarette in his mouth said impatiently, "What's the matter with Xiao Wang?"

"The action is too slow. We don't have only one goal tonight."

A young man with yellow hair next to him sneered.

"Hehe, he probably has his eyes on the woman from that family, right?"

"That guy likes this kind of widows whose husbands just died and have children. In his own words, they are a hundred times better than those little girls who haven't opened (meow) buds."

Huang Mao showed a smile that any man could understand, and casually lifted a stone from under his feet.

"It took a little longer, which is really normal."

The man with the cigarette curled his lips.

"Cut! Can't he watch the occasion?"

The man clearly agrees with this statement.

After all, the targets in this apartment building were a mother and daughter whose husband had just died, how could they have the ability to resist?

Such a long delay could only be due to other reasons.

It's just that as time went by, the man suddenly felt something was wrong.

'This is too long! '

Even if the people in that team take turns to fight, it shouldn't delay for such a long time.

Furthermore, it is true that Xiao Wang's hobbies are somewhat abnormal, but he is not so ignorant.

"follow me."

The man threw away the nearly burnt cigarette butt, crushed it vigorously with the sole of his shoe, and then rushed into the apartment building with his men.

while running up the stairs.

Huangmao came to him and whispered something in his ear, explaining the latest discovery.

"An outsider of unknown origin?"

The man acted contemptuously and sneered.

"Oh, I thought it was some powerful character."

"The only ones who can live here are the poor among the poor."

"It is estimated that Xiao Wang and the others were plotted against by some secret means, but if you want to deal with me, it is far from qualified!"

Click!

The light above the man's head suddenly turned off.

In an instant, all light sources were lost in the corridor, and it was plunged into darkness.

And darkness is the cradle of shadows.

The man's heart rose instantly, a gloomy chill lingered on his skin, and the air was filled with his strange and dangerous aura.

This made his hairs stand on end, his whole body trembled slightly, and he looked around vigilantly, guarding against possible dangers.

"Who is it!? Get out of here!"

"Stop playing tricks on me!"

call out!

The sound like a sharp object piercing through the air came from the ear.

The sharp thing cut the man's cheek in the darkness.

"Ah! It hurts! You..."

"Fuck! What the hell?!"

"Uh! Uh-"

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the exclamation and screams of the companions came together with the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and the sound of bones breaking.

By this time, the man was already in a cold sweat, and began to regret participating in this operation.

If he could see where the exit was, he must have fled in a panic.

It's a pity that now he can't even escape!

After a burst of chaotic noise, the surroundings returned to calm.

The man who was hiding in the corner in the dark was surprised to find that he was still alive!

'He...should have ignored me, right? '

Before the man had the idea of ​​being lucky, the sound of the wind suddenly fell from the top of his head!

With all his strength, the man raised the knife in his hand.

laugh!

The tactile sensation of the blade piercing into the flesh and blood came clearly.

'bingo! ? I stabbed? '

With ecstasy on his face, the man drew his knife and stabbed again, warm blood splashed all over him.

The lights in the hallway came back on.

The man put down the knife and stared blankly at the face in front of him.

That was not the strange enemy he expected, but the yellow-haired young man who followed him just now.

Huangmao's facial features were distorted, his eyes widened ferociously, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at the man dying, as if he was questioning why he did this.

A one-eyed handsome man in a black robe stepped out of the shadows.

"I was indeed a poor man, but now, wouldn't the money just come to my door?"

He has a gentle smile on his face, which looks like a spring breeze, but in the eyes of the man at this time, it is more terrifying than the devil's smile!

There is only one thought left in the man's heart: 'If you kill someone, do you still want to kill yourself? '

[Filthy sanity +8! 】

An Le stretched out his hand, squeezed out his last remaining value with his tentacles and [Between the Darkness], searched his wallet, and then killed him.

To be precise, not only the man, but all the thugs who entered the apartment building were reduced to such a fate.

At this time, An Le unexpectedly discovered that if a certain degree of fright was given to the dead before they died, the defiled sanity they could extract would increase by different amounts.

Probably...was temporarily frightened and sanity dropped?

It was only in today's situation that he realized the existence of this point.

An Le didn't intend to scare people, but just to prevent these people from escaping. I didn't expect such a surprise.

Don't look at a person who has three or four points of filth and reason is pitiful, but a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!

A truly qualified boss cannot let go of even a tiny bit of profit.

Of course, An Le is not a devil.

When facing normal enemies, they will definitely not destroy their minds, but give the enemy a happy time as soon as possible.

But who made these people count as one, and they were all scum and scum who would not be a pity to be pulled out and shot?

After reviewing the memory of the leader, An Le quickly sorted out the ins and outs of the matter.

The gang hadn't really come looking for him at all.

It is aimed at the mother and daughter who have lost the pillars of the family.

It turned out that the woman's dead husband was poor, but he still had one skill to make a living—pharmaceuticals.

The medicine given to An Le by the woman before was also a medicine specifically aimed at superhuman beings, but it was incinerated in the body by An Le's source blood before it was digested, so it didn't take effect.

The locked half of the room is the husband's workshop, and there are many formulas, instruments and raw materials in it.

This group just wants to take it all in.

Meeting An Le was just a not-so-good accident.

By the way, the gang that this group of people belonged to was not the behemoths of Infinity Technology Company at all, but just a third-rate force that was not well-known in the neighborhood.

Knowing this, An Le was slightly relieved.

Although he wasn't afraid of trouble, he didn't want to provoke that kind of powerful force as soon as he came up.

'I just want to make some money, and then go to Xingying City! '

After disposing of these corpses, An Le returned to the door of the woman's room.

Through the half-closed door, he saw.

The woman was holding a medicine bottle, with trembling hands, slowly touching the bottle cap.

She stopped suddenly, turned her head, and saw the little girl standing in the corner looking at her.

The woman gritted her teeth and put down the medicine bottle with great perseverance.

An Le watched the scene silently, opened the door and walked in.

Lin Jin was so frightened that he shuddered, and the medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and the pills scattered all over the floor.

"You, are you back?"

An Le responded flatly: "Yes."

Seeing his unscathed appearance and the faint cry from the corridor, Lin Jin could naturally guess what happened.

She was even more aware of the terrifying strength hidden in this man who could be described as "beautiful".

"I will not kill you."

"But I hope you don't bother me."

"I'm going out for a while, maybe I'll be back later."

After throwing away such words, An Le left from the door of the room.

"Master, your heart has softened."

Xiao Xiao whispered in An Le's ear, "You originally wanted to kill them as well, didn't you?"

An Le asked back, "Is this the image of me in your heart?"

"I'm a nice guy."

The little phantom trembled slightly, as if recalling some not-so-good memories from the past.

"If you are a good person, then the world will..."

Halfway through the transmission of her thoughts, she realized that the situation was not good, and quickly changed her words.

"Master is the best!"

"Hehe... It seems that I have to add some tasks to you."

"Woo! Don't!"

Compared to staying in that church, Xiao Xiao still wants to stay by An Le's side.

She said sincerely: "I always feel that you are now... more human?"

"……maybe?"

An Le sighed in his heart, looked up at the flashing neon lights on the tall buildings in the distance, looked down at the messy alley, and felt indescribable emotion.

Emotions belong to emotion, life still has to go on.

An Le walked quickly through the narrow passage between the buildings, and came to the dark and dilapidated back street.

At the end of the back street, there is a small shop that sells some groceries.

The small shop is just the entrance, and there is a secret bar behind it, which sells information and weapons, and also buys some shady things.

From the memories of those people, it was not difficult for An Le to collect such information.

I have to say that the fragments of [Between the Darkness] are really easy to use too much. The process of interrogation and conversation that was originally required is completely omitted, and the desired information can be obtained in an instant.

It is said to be a grocery store, but it is actually a simple shack with nutritional creams, low-quality spirits, and some daily necessities on the shelves.

An Le put on the bloody mask he had brought from the Holy Bloodman a long time ago, walked into it, looked around, and said to the old man who was watching the shop.

"I hear there's a place here where you can have a drink and find something to do."

The old man raised his head and took a deep look at An Le, but he didn't say anything about the mask that was obviously in the style of the Holy Blood, he just asked.

"Outlander, what do you want to do?"

"I'm short of money."