Many people's habits and characteristics are not the result of their long-term manifestation, but may also be due to some accident. (viii) (1) Chinese Network .81.

Cao Cao is said to be good at killing people in his dreams, in fact, he does not have the habit of dreaming and killing, even sleepwalking is less, but he is too suspicious, and thinks that someone will harm him everywhere, so he has to be on guard at all times, and over time, he will also feel tired, so he made a dream murder to warn others not to approach him when sleeping.

Naturally, my smile will kill people, and it is not a literal sense that as long as I smile, I will definitely kill people, but it shows an attitude of mine: I really want to make the contradiction a big thing and a small thing, but you don't give me this opportunity, so I have to kill you.

It's just that Billy didn't understand the meaning of my smile at all, and thought that I had the habit of smiling before killing the enemy, so they jokingly called me: Smile will kill.

I wiped the corners of my mouth and asked Taylor to help me heal the wounds on my body, and I kept a faint smile all the time, comforted a few angry and crying girls, and sat quietly in the yard waiting for dark.

From the time I entered the courtyard, until now, Taylor has been sitting motionless in the rocking chair, and when I treat my wounds, he just randomly waves a green ball of light to treat me.

Now, with only me and him left in the yard, Taylor said, "Bastard, do you have to kill someone?" ”

"Of course, old man."

"Do you know their lair?"

"Don't worry, Squeak will tell me."

"Won't its whereabouts be revealed?"

"Of course," I looked up, "Squeaky is the smartest Beetle I've ever seen." ”

Taylor nodded thoughtfully and said, "Can you tell me the reason for killing them?" ”

"Of course," I lowered my head and said slowly, "because they made my women cry, they had to die." ”

"What about you...... Are you sure? ”

"Don't worry," I smiled, "even if it's really a master, it doesn't matter, I'll make them pay." ”

Speaking of this, I was silent, and silently said the remaining half of the sentence in my heart: "Even if it is to bet on half of Arrow City!" ”

After the meal, I told the girls to sleep and told the men to stay at home and not to go out, no matter how much movement outside.

Zach asked me, "What are you going to do?" ”

I smiled hideously: "What else can I do, my woman's tears, I want them to pay for it with their lives!" ”

Soon, Squeak squeaked in like a shadow and came to me with a squeak.

"Found it?" I asked.

Little Squeak shook her front paws.

"Very well, take me there."

There was a brief squeak, and the little squeak carried me to my destination.

Soon, he came to a relatively expensive civilian area, and in front of the door of one of the buildings, Xiao Squeak stopped and pointed to the gate with his claws.

"Is this it?" I asked.

Little Squeak shook her front paws.

"They're all here, haven't they gone out?"

Squeak shook her front paws again.

"That's great," I laughed.

Holding the Naota knife, I went straight to the gate.

At the door, two adventurers who were letting off wind blocked my way: "What people! ”

"Oh, I'd like to inquire about ......"

Hmph, a cold light flashed, two heads flew up at the same time, blood splattered on the ground, and I sneered: "I just want to ask you when you plan to die, but I have already decided for you." ”

As soon as I pushed the door open, I slowly walked inside.

This is at most a medium-sized guild, or the lowest of the medium-sized guilds.

The guild leader is a scoundrel, so most of his members are like him.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, greedy for life and afraid of death, and other characteristics, are vividly reflected in his body, at this moment, they cry and cry and cry and kneel in front of me, among them, there are a few people who beat me before, and the leader who spit on me.

In the moment before this scene appeared, most of the people in the guild were having a gluttonous feast, drinking and meat, laughing and scolding, and they were even discussing which nightclub to go to play with the girls for a while.

However, all the arrogance before only stopped when I slashed most of the members to death with a knife.

I did a little calculation, from the moment I entered the door, counting the last person I had just hacked to death, none of them could withstand my second knife.

After I used my skills, of course.

"Who is your master?"

I smiled, picked the chin of the person in front with the tip of my knife, and asked coldly.

The man trembled, trembling like chaff, cold sweat flowed, his face was like ashes, his lips kept trembling, and it took a while before he stammered a few words: "I, I don't know ......"

"I don't know," I nodded, "Then you can die." ”

As he spoke, he swung his knife and cut off the man's body.

Quietly, the man became two, just like the others who had died before, and the bodies of the two bodies kept twisting and struggling on the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground, and it didn't take long for him to hang up.

Then, I picked up a second person with the tip of my knife.

"It's your turn," I smiled, "to tell you, who is your master?" ”

This person trembled so badly that he didn't dare to raise his head or say anything, so he stalemate for more than two minutes, I shook my head slightly, and said with a little regret: "It's a pity, your time has passed, die." ”

As he spoke, the tip of the knife slashed his throat, and in an instant, blood splattered all over me.

The man did not die immediately, but there was a constant gurgling sound in his throat, and his whole body spasmed and twisted, and after a while, he hung up.

"Next."

I raised the tip of the knife to the third man's chin.

Before I could ask, he cried, crying and begging for mercy: "Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives!" ”

"Answer my question," I said coldly, "who is your master?" ”

"This ......"

He paused, his gaze wandering, uncertain.

I looked at him with a smile, not expecting his reply, but to see how many expressions he could change.

Suddenly, he pulled out the hand behind his back, and in the palm of his hand, holding a palm-length hand, he shouted: "You die!" ”

As the sound stopped, his arm flew up like a broken sack that had been thrown out, swirling in the air, and then landing on the cold ground with a click.

The hand is still clenched tightly, the short is still blooming with cold light, and the wrist is still bending and twitching again and again, as if it is still unwilling to slash and stab an invisible figure.

After a few seconds, the man realized that his arm was gone, and then a heart-rending howl sounded, like killing a pig.