Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"Don't run, you little bastard!"

A sharp roar echoed through the street. When the merchants on both sides of the street heard the roar, they all retracted their heads and dared not look outside.

A thin figure ran past on the street, the dim street light shone on him, illuminating his determined look.

On his back, he was carrying a girl. The girl's right foot was deformed, as if it was sprained.

The boy clenched his teeth and turned his head to look from time to time.

He ran for his life, like a young animal escaping from a hunter.

The boy felt extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he should not have stayed in Osaka for too long, otherwise he would not have met the Ghost Fire Gang.

The boy knew that Yaya was of good looks, so he deliberately covered her face with stains, but the other party still saw through it at a glance and wanted to capture them and sell them.

Sure enough, luck is something that is conserved. You may be helped by kind people during the day, but you will get into trouble at night.

The boy cursed fate in his heart as a bitch, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

He didn't dare hide in any shop because this area was under the control of the Ghost Fire Gang, and there was no shop owner who was not afraid of them.

At this moment, a man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face suddenly appeared at the end of the street. There were several hideous scratches on his face, and blood was dripping down.

"Stop right there, you little bastard! I'm going to skin you alive tonight!"

At the same time, the man chasing the boy was getting closer. As he ran, the flesh on his face trembled, like a devil crawling out of hell.

Seeing this, the boy gritted his teeth, turned around, rushed into the bushes, and ran towards the wilderness.

He struggled through the jungle, letting the thorns and bushes scratch his skin.

The two men followed closely behind him, rushing into the bushes.

They dodged the thorny bushes while rushing towards the boy, but for a moment the boy left them some distance.

But the boy is only a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old after all, and there is still a certain gap in his physical fitness compared to adults.

Not to mention, he was carrying a girl with a sprained ankle on his back.

In a moment, the boy began to gasp for breath.

He was about to reach his limit, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

He knew that if they were really caught by the other party, the fate of him and Yaya would be a hundred times more horrible than death.

These people will sell Yaya to brothels.

These things are worse than beasts, they don't even spare children!

The girl turned her head and looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer from behind, then looked at the boy who was carrying her on his back and was sweating profusely. Her eyes revealed a maturity that was different from her age.

She pursed her lips, as if she had made some kind of decision.

She lowered her head to the boy's ear.

"Brother, run on your own and leave me alone."

The girl pulled out a rusty blade from her sleeve, put her hand on her neck and exerted force.

The girl fell off the boy and rolled on the ground for a few times, with bright red blood flowing down her neck.

The boy turned to look at the girl, his eyes widened, and his body began to tremble violently.

She was still gasping for breath and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to the boy, but only blood foam came out.

She waved at the boy, as if asking him to run away.

The girl knew that as long as she was alive, the boy would never abandon her, so she chose to die.

If she died, the boy might still escape from the hands of the two men.

But then, two gunshots shattered the girl's dying fantasy.

The boy was shot in the abdomen and leg at the same time. He fell to the ground and looked into the girl's eyes.

"Run, run your mother."

The man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face held a gun and cursed.

If he hadn't been afraid of hurting the guy, he would have shot the guy long ago, but the guy still died.

At this time, the girl was breathing out more than breathing in.

Tears rolled down her eyes and she moved her lips, but only hoarse sobs could be heard.

boom!

The fat man shot the boy in the leg again and stepped on his head.

"Don't worry, you little bastard, I won't let you die.

I'm going to play with your sister right in front of you, so you can watch with your own eyes."

"Monkey, put him up, I want him to see it with his own eyes!"

Hearing the fat man's words, the boy's eyes, which had been as dead as ashes, suddenly widened and became bloodshot.

He looked at the fat man ferociously, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from the other man.

The man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face walked towards the boy, but at this moment, a deep male voice suddenly came from the jungle.

There are only three words, but it sounds like a spell.

The language was definitely not Japanese, but everyone understood what the other party meant.

He says,

——【Don’t die】

The moment the words fell, a terrifying pressure poured out, and the two men instantly fell to the ground, unable to move.

"What the hell?"

"Fuck, body..."

"Shut up."

A male voice sounded above the two of them, and their voices were immediately canceled.

His mouth was open, but no sound came out.

Intense pain reached their brains a moment later, but they were pinned to the ground by the pressure and couldn't even struggle.

The boy was not affected by the pressure. He forced himself to stand up and saw the man's face clearly.

It's him!

During the day, he had seen the other person in a male escort bar.

The boy's eyes suddenly widened, he immediately reacted and began to kowtow hard.

"Please save my sister. As long as you can save my sister, I will do anything you ask me to do."

Lin Xuan picked up the girl. The girl was already unconscious, but her life was already saved by her own laws.

He gently brushed his hand across the girl's neck and whispered something.

"【Cancel】"

The wound on the girl's neck healed immediately.

The boy's gunshot wound was also cancelled.

The boy saw the girl's wound heal with his own eyes, and without caring about being shocked, he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you."

Hey.

Lin Xuan threw a boning knife in front of the boy.

"Don't cut the neck, the rest is up to you."

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, he picked up the girl and turned around and walked out of the woods.

Leaving the boy and the two men alone in the woods.

"Will the Will-O'-Wisp Society..."

Lin Xuan lowered his head and looked at the young girl in his arms.

"Human traffickers deserve to die."

The two men were still pinned to the ground, unable to move.

The boy picked up the boning knife and looked at the two people lying on the ground like a pile of mud with a ferocious expression.

After a while, the boy came out of the woods.

Lin Xuan was sitting quietly outside. In his arms, the girl was sleeping peacefully, her face becoming rosy again.

"how?"

Lin Xuan turned and looked at the boy.

"No cut on the neck."

The boy lowered his head, horrified.

Although he didn't cut off the neck, he did everything else.

As bloody as possible.

But even so, the two men were still breathing, which was enough to show how terrifying the man in front of them was.

"Don't worry, they'll both die. I just want to try something."

Lin Xuan said, he gently placed the girl in the boy's arms and entered the woods again.

Two injections appeared in his hands.

The boy held his sister in his arms, hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

He wanted to watch them die.