"Damn it! You bastards!"

Old Jack roared angrily. He lay on the ground, regardless of the blood flowing from his face, grabbed a secret square on the edge of the carpet with his right hand, and a crossbow shining with a faint blood light was grabbed by him. At the three dull sounds of bowstrings, two of the big men who rushed into the room howled and staggered backwards.

A big man was shot into an arrow in his throat. The arrow shot into his throat and exploded, breaking half of his neck. This big man was just an ordinary person, but he did not have the inhuman recovery power of Yin Xuejiao. Half of his neck was blown up, and he died on the spot so much that he could not die again.

Another big man had an arrow in his eyebrows and a heart. Half of his head exploded, and a transparent hole in his chest was also exploded. He was also killed on the spot. The body staggered and fell out, overwhelming the two wine tables outside.

The first big man who rushed into the room roared angrily. A faint light flashed on the large crossbow that was about one meter long on his hand, and a black shadow shot out. Old Jack suddenly screamed and screamed. A thumb was about meters thick and thin, and it was densely covered with sharp barbs. The crossbow arrows were covered with sharp bars penetrated Old Jack's shoulders, knocking his body flying, and nailing his thin body as thin as a bamboo pole to the wall.

The big man dropped the powerful crossbow that shot in his hand, rushed to Old Jack in two or three steps, pulled out a snake-shaped dagger with his left hand and inserted it hard into Old Jack's other shoulder. The dagger was extremely sharp and also stabbed deeply into the wall.

A heavy punch hit Old Jack's lower abdomen. The big man's face came to Old Jack and shouted at the top of his voice: "Damn vampire! Where is your money? Tell me, where is your money?"

Old Jack's throat creaked, he smiled strangely, and opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of dirty blood on the big man's face.

Five or six more big men holding weapons of various colors broke into the room. They shouted and rushed towards Yin Xuege and the two Yin warriors.

Yin Xuege licked a drop of blood that was splashed out from near the corner of his mouth, felt the sweet vitality contained in the slightly warm plasma, and smiled strangely: "Kill them all, these guys don't look good either."

The soft sword in the belt was like a poisonous snake, silent, and there was no cold light flying. The soft sword as thin as a cicada wing trembled and wrapped around the neck of the man who was torturing the old Jack. Just as it had done countless times in the Child's Hall, Yin Xuege's hand was just a light belt, and the man's head flew high, a blood column sprayed two or three meters high, and the whole house was covered with blood.

Two Yin warriors led several afterimages and rushed towards the invaders. They did not use weapons. They just waved their hands. Their nails popped out more than an inch long, tearing open the invader's throat like a sharp knife. Several more blood arrows were sprayed out, and the whole room was like a blood pool hell, and all the furnishings were covered with a thick layer of blood plasma.

With a 'dong', the body of the man killed by Yin Xuege fell heavily to the ground. Yin Xuege held a soft sword and frowned and looked at the man who fell to death. Then he suddenly realized that this was an ordinary mortal. His head fell off and it was impossible for him to survive again.

Taking a deep breath, Yin Xuege looked at the corpses on the ground. The first time he killed someone, there was no disgust or irritation. The smell of blood only made Yin Xuege frown slightly. The untreated plasma smell was too heavy, and the taste of essence and blood potions was as soft and mellow as the taste of the essence and blood potion. The impression left by this killing on Yin Xuege was just like this.

"Dull, damn miscellaneous!" Old Jack stretched out his hand with difficulty and pulled down the dagger stuck on his shoulder. But the crossbow covered with barbs was deeply trapped in the wall more than a foot deep, and the barb hook pulled his flesh and blood. Relying on his own strength, he could not get out.

Yin Xuege walked to Old Jack, grabbed the arrow, and then pulled out the arrow with great savageness.

A large amount of minced meat was pulled out with the arrows. Old Jack screamed in pain, staggered forward for two steps, and whimpered and twitched. Blood kept flowing out of the wound on his shoulder. Old Jack screamed in pain, and filthy words kept coming out.

"Battle, bastard, these damn bastards! Hemda, these damn robbers, why didn't the security team hang them?" Old Jack cursed hysterically: "If I had known that they were such ungrateful people, when I received their goods, I would have suppressed them by 30% more! I supported them, and they actually treated me like this!"

A Yin warrior took out a bottle of dark red medicine powder and poured it on Old Jack's wound, vaguely piercing through the wound and quickly stopped bleeding. This medicine powder was the undercut of the Yin tribe when refining essence and blood potions. It has no effect on the Yin tribe's people, but for mortals, it is an absolute magic pill.

The medicine powder stopped the bleeding from the wound, stimulated the wound to heal, and quickly relieved the pain of Old Jack.

Yin Xuege hid the soft sword back to his belt and looked at the corpses of the big men on the ground curiously: "Old Jack, what do they do?"

Old Jack stood up panting, covering the wound on his shoulders, gritting his teeth and kicking Heimda's head away.

"Dear adults, they are a group of thieves! They are a group of greedy and unfamiliar wolf cubs! They are a group of thieves in the gutters. They steal valuable and inconvenient things. The generous and kind old Jack provides them with living expenses, wine, bread and women!"

Old Jack, who gritted his teeth, spread his hands with a gloomy expression: "But I didn't expect that they would come to rob me in a crazy way! They completely forgot about this group of ungrateful guys, who gave them life-saving bread when they were about to starve to death!"

Yin Xuege nodded. There is knowledge about this in the Chizi Hall. This kind of thing is called sharing the stolen goods while sitting on the ground and hiding the stolen goods.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and the young man in the back alley just now rushed in with a few big men holding various weapons. The young man's hands clenched into fists, and a little spark of sparks floated out from his fingers, which showed that he was ready for battle.

He stepped into the bloody room on the ground. When the young man saw the bloody look, he screamed in fright: "My mother! What happened here? Boss, are you going to change your career and open a slaughterhouse?"

Old Jack cursed and blocked the door, discussing the aftermath with the young people. Hemda and others rushed in with powerful weapons. The drinkers in the tavern outside were already scared and fleeing. This matter could not be hidden. How to deal with the aftermath must be considered?

Yin Xuege squatted in front of the invader's body curiously and grabbed a strange-shaped gun in his hand.

A Yin warrior wiped the blood stains on his hands and quietly walked to Yin Xuege. Looking at the gun made of steel pipes as thick as six goose eggs, the warrior said in a deep voice: "This is a gunpowder weapon grenade made by humans. This weapon is powerful and can threaten the bodies of Star Warriors and Moon Warriors. But it has no lethality to the Night Warriors!"

"Human, gunpowder weapon!" Yin Xuege curiously picked up the grenade, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the surroundings for a while.

"Even humans, their strong men have now begun to use crystal weapons and various magic weapons. This kind of gunpowder weapon is very backward and extremely backward!" The Yin warrior shook his head disdainfully: "I heard from the elders that with the recovery of the laws of heaven and earth and the recovery of spiritual energy, these weapons will be eliminated in no time."

Yin Xuege nodded and threw the weapon to the ground.

During the teaching of Zhizi Hall, Yin Xuege knew that the current era is the end of the Dharma-Ending Age. The Dharma-Ending Age is about to end, and the era of the Zhoutian gods and Buddhas is about to return. They are at the junction of the two eras, the old civilization and the new civilization, the old power and the new power are colliding violently.

In such an era, one step to reach the sky and be above, or one step to miss the sky and never get rid of the disaster. Just as Yin Jiying, the chief dean of the Chizi Palace, said to Yin Xuege and others - in such an era, the Yin clan will rise up, stand at the top of all races in the world, transcend everything, and ultimately achieve the eternal and supreme Taoist fruit!

There was a harsh noise outside the tavern, and even more harsh sirens came in. Yin Xuege suddenly realized that the things he had just thought too much. Now he is just a child in the Yin clan's Zhizi Hall. Although he has the strength of a star warrior, he is still an inconspicuous little character.

His main task now is to survive and survive in the malicious Yin clan! Before he has enough strength to protect himself, his only task is to survive before he can truly grasp his destiny.

"Old Jack, find a place for us to hide!" Yin Xuege stood up and greeted Old Jack.

As one of the secret strongholds of the Yin tribe in the Great Berlin city-state and also a famous black den for stolen debts in the Great Berlin city-state, there are naturally many secret passages and secret rooms in the Old Jack's tavern. In just a few minutes, Yin Xuege and two Yin tribe soldiers had already hidden in an extremely secret underground secret room.

I took a comfortable hot bath, changed into a neat and loose robes, and ran all the way, and had just taken action to kill someone, Yin Xuege found himself a soft and comfortable bed, and fell on the bed and fell asleep.

This was the first time he left the Yin city-state, and the first time he had traveled so far, he actually killed a person for the first time.

For so many firsts, Yin Xuege was too tired, both in his body and soul. He almost lost all his consciousness when his head touched the pillow. He slept in a daze, completely ignoring all the movements outside.

In front of the old Jack's "Captain Jack Tavern", there were more than a dozen large and small speed vehicles parked. Dozens of security personnel in the Great Berlin City-state in black armor entered and exited and surveyed the scene. The bodies of the invaders had been carried out and were neatly placed on the sidewalk on the street. Several men in white robes were carefully inspecting the bodies.

On several tall buildings nearby, the shadows were shaking. An amazing airship was floating directly above Captain Jack’s Tavern, about a thousand meters above the ground. In the pod of the airship, there were also a group of fully armed men in black waiting.

Old Jack stood at the door of his tavern cursing, dancing with his hands and feet, complaining innocently to the two men wearing black windbreakers and top hats.

"Dear Inspector, I swear with my father's soul that I am just a victim! Yes, I am a victim! These damn mobs exploded the door of my office. They wanted to rob me, and they wanted to make me, the poor old man, lose a pension!"

"Yes, they died, they were killed, and they all became dead! But isn't this very normal? According to the city-state's public order, if they come to rob me, they will have the awareness of being killed by me! So, isn't this very normal when they die?"

"Of course, of course, they died a little miserable. Poor children, they have no corpses! But I can't blame me. I can only say that the guards I hired did not take any serious measures, right?"

Not knowing what the two inspectors wearing top hats said, Old Jack suddenly jumped up with great excitement.

"Hey, you damn bastards will tell me clearly. Even if you are the inspectors of the Greater Berlin City State, you cannot treat me like a law-abiding citizen like this! The legal taxes and illegal protection fees I pay to you every month are not something that will make you come to trouble me!"

"You should now go to the master messenger behind this group of bastards, arrest him, kill him, and protect my legal rights! Instead of being like an old and weak bitch here! Am I wrong? Have I violated any public order? Have I done anything harmful to the city-state? If not, please leave me quickly!"

"I also have to clean up and reopen! It's not easy to make money these days. Is it wrong to be a poor old man like me, if I want to earn some pension?"

While roaring loudly, Old Jack quickly stuffed two bulging wallets into the pockets of the two inspectors' windbreakers.

Each purse contains a kilogram of unsmelted natural sand. In this hellish era, gold is the only universal currency. In the Greater Berlin city-state, a kilogram of sand is enough to allow a family of three to live a comfortable life in the first half of the year, or buy three or five young and beautiful maids.

The two inspectors pressed their pockets with their hands, and then they raised their top hats at the same time and bowed to Old Jack.

"All the laws and regulations of the Greater Berlin city-state are to protect you, a kind and law-abiding citizen! Dear Mr. Jack, we are very sorry for what happened today. There is no doubt that you are the victim, these damn gangsters deserve the sin!"

In a large speed vehicle parked on the side of the road, a young man in a golden robe shook his head with a cold expression. His long hair, which was as bright as gold, swayed with his movements, as if a golden waterfall was swaying in the wind.

"I should really judge their souls with thunder!" The young man in the blonde hair and golden robe snorted coldly, and a few thin lightnings in his eyes jumped violently, and a faint thunder sounded in the speed vehicle.

"Sandel, don't be so excited!" In the corner of the car, a red-haired girl sitting on the floor and drinking happily, smiling and throwing a charming look at the blonde young man: "They are sworms, but they are indispensable in the city-state! Without them, do we want to deal with those lowly lives?"

The slender and white little hands shook gently, and three goose egg-sized fireballs rotated quickly around the red-haired girl's palms. She looked at the tavern through the car window and sneered a few times.

"Sander, in this tavern, there seems to be our kind. The self-deprecating guy, he has defiled his blood."

Sandel stood up slowly, a trace of lightning appeared on his body, and the low thunder sounded endlessly. He raised his head proudly, stretched out a finger, and shook it coldly at the girl.

"Fanice, that self-degenerate guy, his breath is similar to you. In other words, he is defiling the bloodline of your tribe. I am curious, with your personality, shouldn't you rush over and burn him to ashes now?"

The door of the speed car was knocked, and Sandel and Fannis closed their mouths at the same time. The third person sitting in the car, a young man wearing a white robe, with a peaceful face and a blazing and pure breath, responded softly and opened the door of the speed car.

On the sidewalk, a man in white robe who was checking the bodies rushed into the speed vehicle and bowed respectfully to the three people in the car.

"Three lords, we carefully examined the bodies and found some wonderful traces. The guy named Heimda had his head cut off by a clean blow. Judging from the wound, the weapon that killed him should be a very sharp and elastic soft sword."

"A very sharp and flexible soft sword?" Sandel smiled and snapped his fingers at the white-robed boy: "Hey, boss, you said, if someone was killed by a very sharp and flexible soft sword in the city-state of the Greater Berlin, who would be the murderer?"

The young man in white robe slowly stood up, and he held a silver-light cross with both hands, and his peaceful face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

"The only fate of the damn vampires, those evil monsters, is to turn into ashes under the sun."

A layer of hot white light surged out from the young man's eyebrows, and soon formed a set of silver-white magnificent armor on him.

"Call all the hunters under our subordinates to completely surround this neighborhood. It is better to kill 100,000 people wrong than let one go!"

Sandel and Fannis looked at each other, and they shrugged their shoulders and smiled and agreed.

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