It was dark in the room, and I could only grope my way forward by the light in the hall, and the bench was kicked with an unpleasant sound, and then there was a "plop", and a man fell to the ground, and he got up from the ground with a curse. After a while, they finally found the candle, and the bean-sized candle appeared.

They began to scold the shopkeeper again, and they were reluctant to give a candle a bigger one.

By the light of the candle, several men fell heavily on the bed in a burst of scolding and laughter, and after the candle flame was extinguished, they soon began to snore.

Zheng Cripple got up from the bed with an expressionless face and took out his worn-out dagger from his arms.

Then, by the light shining in the hall, he limped to the side of a man's bed, took a dagger, aimed it at his neck, and slashed it through it.

The dagger is worn, but sharpened. It easily cut through the flesh and cut the artery.

The blood flowed out, and the person lying on the bed struggled slightly, and then he didn't move, but the sound of "hehe" kept coming from his throat.

Zheng lame listened attentively, listening to the blood dripping from the bed, just like the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves in the spring, when the continuous light rain fell, converging on the roof. A smile gradually appeared on his face, and it seemed that he liked the sound very much.

The other two were still asleep, unaware that the companion they had just been talking and laughing with had turned into a cold corpse.

They were just ordinary people, and they drank alcohol, and that kind of inferior liquor made them sleep like dead pigs, not to mention the footsteps of Zheng Cripple, and even the sound of horses' hooves could not be heard.

Zheng lame's leg limped, unhurriedly to the other person's bedside, lowered his head, and put the dagger still hanging with blood beads on this person's neck, and the cold touch made him raise his hand to touch his neck......

In the upstairs guest room, the ghost cry on the bed turned over and sat up.

Across the bed, the big black horse also raised his head at the same time. They all smell blood.

Devil Cry sniffled, then licked his parched lips. Stooping down to put on his boots and coat, he picked up the long knife that leaned against the bed, then pulled out the fire fold from his luggage, opened the lid, blew it on, and lit the candle.

The big black horse watched the ghost cry and did this, and lay back down.

In the guest room downstairs, the sound of ticking and ticking was connected, and dark red blood spread on the ground.

Zheng lame pulled off a fairly clean cloth from a corpse and carefully wiped off the blood stains on the dagger.

This dagger was originally used to pick locks, but now, after three lives in a row, it seems to be sharper, faintly flashing with cold light, and there is a new feeling.

He looked at the dagger in his hand blankly, and then raised his head to look at the ceiling above his head, and Zheng Cripple had a stupid smile on his face.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank the people who live in this room overhead. If it weren't for him, I am afraid that I would die on the street because I couldn't afford to live in the store. Again, if it weren't for him......

Zheng clenched his fists hard, feeling the boiling power in his body. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't have broken through this limit and gained such power.

It's really ...... Thank you for that!

Thinking about it, Zheng Cripple's body has already begun to act.

Before, he hid his desires, and he had to. And now, he no longer hides his desires, and he has also lost the ability to hide them.

On the way back, he was hungry and wanted to eat fish, so he jumped into the sea and caught a fish to eat, without the slightest scruples.

And now, he wanted to thank others, so he got to work.

......

In the upstairs guest room, I put on a hat and just wanted to go out, but the ghost cried and stopped just touching the door.

He withdrew his hand, turned to the basin, drew his knife from his waist, flicked the charcoal in the basin, and then extinguished the candle on the table.

Then, when he got to the table, he sat down on a stool, and looked quietly at the door, his ears twitching slightly, tracking the footsteps.

......

Zheng lame went out and went straight upstairs. This time, he was seen by the guy again.

It was getting late, and the gates were closed. In the lobby of the store, there are still a few customers left to eat and drink.

The man had finished sweeping the floor and yawning, and when the guests had finished their drinks, he could go to rest.

The old account office is gone, he is old, his eyes can't stand it, and he can't see clearly. So the shopkeeper stayed, sat at the counter, counted the money earned today over and over again, frowned from time to time, and muttered: "Less, less......"

Under such circumstances, Zheng Cripple walked out of the door, how could he not be noticeable.

"Alas, what are you doing?"

The guy hurriedly chased after him from behind and followed the cripple Zheng upstairs.

The cripple Zheng didn't pay attention to the buddy, and walked upstairs by himself, he limped, but walked extremely fast, and the guy couldn't catch up for a while.

As he walked in front, Cripple Zheng thought to himself: This guy is so annoying, I'll kill him when people are unprepared!

So, slowed down.

As soon as he went upstairs, the guy chased after him from behind, grabbed his shoulder, and said a little breathlessly, "I said you ......"

The cripple turned around suddenly, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into the man's heart.

The man's face froze, he opened his mouth, and his body fell back.

The cripple Zheng grabbed the guy and dragged him inside, and the two stuck together, like the guy was pushing the cripple Zheng.

A few guests in the hall just glanced at the two of them, and then stopped paying attention, chatting and laughing with each other, drinking and eating.

The shopkeeper just raised his eyelids, thinking that this guy was really a trouble, and he would be driven away tomorrow. He didn't think that his buddy would be killed by Zheng Cripple, and he didn't think that Zheng Cripple would have the courage to do so.

Cripple Zheng put the man by the wall, then tidied up his clothes, and went to knock on the door where the ghost cried.

Inside the door, Ghost Cry frowned, and he heard something wrong with the voice coming from outside. At the same time, the smell of blood seems to be a little stronger.

There was a knock on the door, and the ghost cried, "Who is it?"

The cripple replied, "It's me." ”

"Who are you?" he said, but Ghost Cry had already guessed in his heart, and got up to open the door.

The door opened, and Zheng Cripple saw a tall figure, there was no light nearby, it was very dark, and he could only see an outline. From the silhouette, it can be seen that the tall man was carrying a very long knife.

"Who are you and what are you here for?" In addition to seeing Zheng Cripple, Ghost Cry also saw a pair of feet in the corner of his eye.

The knife in his hand tightened, and the guy killed another person.

Zheng lame arched his hand and bent over: "Meet Engong." ”

He thought to himself, I have thanked him, so I can take revenge. So, he pulled out his dagger.

Then I heard the wind coming, and with a bang, it was dark in front of my eyes, and Venus was in all directions.

Zheng Cripple was punched to the head and fell to the ground crookedly, and then his wrist was stepped on by a big foot, and when he crushed it hard, the dagger came out of his hand.

Zheng Cripple raised his head fiercely, and saw Ghost Cry throw over a trouser belt.

The waistband of his trousers stretched in the air, and he was tied up in a single sturdiness.

Zheng lame squirmed on the ground like a worm, and he was scared in his heart, so he cried out: "Spare my life, I'm afraid of death......"

The cries of the lame man came out, and the shopkeeper's heart chuckled, and he stood up at once, and with him stood up, there were several guests in the hall who were eating and drinking, and they all had doubts on their faces, and decided to go up and have a look together.

And at this moment, the door of the inn was slapped with a "pop".