Li Xuan slowly walked to the grave, then circled around the grave, and finally stopped in front of the grave. He stared at the grave, looking at it, thinking about something.

Li Xuan was the king of darkness in his previous life. He possessed a superb killing technique. He had been in the dark world for many years and encountered countless risks. However, he could turn danger into safety every time he was in danger. This made it easier for him to think beyond ordinary people and his peak combat ability.

Li Xuan has a very calm personality. He will think about countermeasures before encountering major events and think twice before acting. However, when it is time to make a decision, he will not hesitate.

From the young man's memory, we can see that there are eight human traffickers under the grave. There is a hall inside, and four prisons are built in the hall, and women and children are locked in the prison.

These human traffickers are all cruel people. They are good at using cold weapons such as knives and sticks, but they have not received military training, nor have guns and ammunition in it. This is the only good news for Li Xuan.

Although Li Xuan is familiar with the superb killing skills in his previous life and his killing methods are varied, his young body is not strong enough and is probably only able to exert less than 30% of his strength. Although he can only exert his strength to the third level, he should be able to deal with these human traffickers. It may be more difficult, but he also has to work hard, because his sister is in the next day. These human traffickers are inhumane and don’t know what will happen.

Li Xuan bent down his young body, grabbed the tombstone with both hands, and slowly moved it away. Looking at the dark tomb entrance, Li Xuan did not hesitate at all. He got in and disappeared at the tomb entrance. Everything happened very quietly, and he did not alarm the human traffickers inside.

After Li Xuan entered the grave, he found a tunnel staircase in front of him, and the front of the tunnel staircase was pitch black. Li Xuan was concentrating when he walked, his meridians burst out with his hands and his fists clenched, and he was ready to fight at any time.

Li Xuan leaned against the somewhat wet wall of the tunnel and slowly walked down the underground stairs. After walking for a few minutes, Li Xuan saw a sealed iron door in the darkness, and lights could be seen from the gap.

Li Xuan leaned over slowly, leaned his head over, and pressed his right ear tightly against the iron door.

"Drinking? These human traffickers are actually drinking. God is really helping me."

Li Xuan could vaguely hear the noise and quarrels of the human traffickers inside, and he felt a little excited.

Yes, those traffickers are doing alcohol. Some people are already drunk and Li Xuan has another chance of winning.

Now that human traffickers drink alcohol, they numb their nerves, and their movements will be half a beat slower than usual, let alone fighting. If they can drink it, they will save Li Xuan from fighting to the death. But this is just thinking about it, there must be sober human traffickers inside.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Suddenly, Li Xuan reached out and punched the iron door a few times, and the shock of the iron door was shaking.

If it were Li Xuan in his previous life, I believe that under the random bombardment of this punch, the iron door blocking in front of him would be blown to pieces. But now, he can only leave a shallow pit on the iron door and cannot open the iron door, so he can only attract the attention of the people inside, let the people inside open the iron door on their own and break in.

After smashing the iron gate, Li Xuan pressed it against the wall like a gecko, silently.

"Who, who, who is here to pick up people at this time? It's so late, and there is still business coming to my door. I'll go and see, you guys continue."

The knock on the door woke up the drunk traffickers. A shaking trafficker thought that business had come to the door. He grinned and held a cold-light hiding hijab, shaking towards the iron door step by step, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time.

The iron gate opened, and the drunk trafficker only saw the dark tunnel and did not see any figure. He thought it was a prank of his former business partner, and shouted angrily: "Well, who is the prank of the night? Get out quickly, otherwise I will close the door and you will not have your business."

Suddenly, a cold voice was heard in the human trafficker's ear, and then a flash of eyes suddenly appeared in front of me. A figure flashed in front of me. The figure stood in front of me, and his face was expressionless, with a frosty face full of frost: "I'm here, I don't do business today, I'll take the head."

"Bastard, who are you.........ah"

The trafficker exclaimed when he saw the figure suddenly appearing in front of him, but before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him quickly stretched out one hand, grabbed his head and hit the wall hard, blocking the remaining half of his words back.

In an instant, the human trafficker's head had an intimate contact with the hard wall. It can be imagined what the consequences of the collision between the human body and the wall. Although it is the hardest head of the human body, the human trafficker was of course hit and bleeding.

This heavy blow made the trafficker completely wake up, and he screamed and retreated repeatedly.

"Bastard, you are so lucky that you are not dead yet. You dare to hurt me. I will kill you."

The human trafficker touched his head and found his hands full of blood, and his mouth twitched constantly. When he came to his senses, he found that the young figure in front of him was a boy wearing a black shirt and washed white jeans. The boy was actually a boy who had been thrown into a mass grave to feed dogs. He was not dead. He came back and hurt himself. It was really unforgivable. I want to kill him, and I must kill him!

The human trafficker with blood on his face waved his hijacks and rushed towards Li Xuan in anger.

"kill."

Looking at the traffickers running towards them, Li Xuan shouted coldly, quickly stood on his left, the center of gravity sinks, moved to his left foot, then turned right back 360 degrees, driving his right leg, and with a huge anger swept across the traffickers' lower plate, as fast as lightning.

In an instant, the running trafficker felt a fast shading of legs flashing in front of him, sweeping towards his lower plate, coming in full force.

However, the trafficker was paralyzed by alcohol and was slow to move. Before he could dodge, he was swept up in the air by Li Xuan's right leg. After turning it around, he fell to the ground hard. The hijab in his hand also took off his hand, and he was dizzy because of the fall. Fierce pain surged from his lower leg and his heart. The pain made him sweat and tremble all over. He lay on the ground like a cooked shrimp, bent over and wailing.

"I said I came to take the head."

Li Xuan looked at the human trafficker on the ground, picked up the hijab, grabbed his hair with one hand, picked up his head, and then slowly stretched the blade across the human trafficker's neck, and quickly pulled it out. The sharp blade passed through the human trafficker's neck, bringing out a piece of bright red blood, which fell on the ground, forming a small blood beach. The human trafficker also covered his neck and twitched on the ground. After a while, he died of breath.

Looking at the traffickers lying on the ground in an instant, the traffickers at the wine table were stunned and frightened.

Isn’t this young man dead? Why did he suddenly appear here? How could he suddenly become so powerful that he killed Liu Hua at will?

The boy's method of killing people is extremely ruthless, so he is so skillful that he kills people more like a killer walking on the tip of a knife for many years. He kills people casually, his face is light and his face remains unchanged.

"Hello, I'll come here today to get some blood debts and take some heads by the way. Are you okay?" Li Xuan cracked his lips, showed his snow-white teeth, picked up the blood-stained hijab, pointed at the traffickers and smiled very sunnyly, looking like humans and animals are harmless.

Li Xuan put down the hijab, went down the tip of the hijab, dragged the hijab across the body, slowly stepped over the iron gate, and entered the prison hall.

"Ah, boss, someone broke in."

A human trafficker at the table watched the boy dragging his hijab into the hall. Suddenly, he shivered. He stood up and shouted in panic to an obese man in a red Tang suit not far away. The shouting was full of panic, like a frightened bird.
Chapter completed!