"...... this?"

The warm liquid ran down the woman's hair, and the smell of blood began to spread.

It's blood.

The red liquid dripping onto the torn and open garment of the woman's clothes had no other name.

Blood.

It's just that the woman didn't scream as she imagined.

Is it because of the sharp edge of the throat that has not yet been removed?

Or is it just because there is a slightly thin man standing next to him?

The silver dagger couldn't move even an inch towards his chest under Mo Ye's grasp, and his seemingly thin arms seemed to contain a strength that was not commensurate with his appearance.

"What have you done?" roared the gangster, who had been gripped by the wrist, and he saw the tragic condition of the anxious companion beside him.

There are already a lot of creatures that have died under the 'Qilin Arm', and this arm only needs a little force to pinch the skulls of ordinary people.

So imagine what happened to that unlucky ghost.

"Whew!"

Several other gangsters in the back row were also not easy to follow, and they reacted the moment they smelled blood.

The knife, about 40 centimeters long, looks like it was originally used to cut watermelons, but the tip of the knife has become a murderous weapon.

The man with the knife was a rather neat-looking man, in his early thirties.

This knife was very fast, and it went straight to Mo Xie's head, and it seemed that it was intended to split Mo Ye's head in two.

A surprise attack when the opponent's hands are empty, there is no reason not to succeed.

This is a practitioner.

It's a pity that he has encountered an opponent who can't be guessed by common sense at all.

"Ballast!"

The powerful knife did see blood, but the injured person was by no means Mo Xie.

"Amu!"

With a sad roar, the man, who looked like a big brother in his early thirties, looked at the knife in his hand in disbelief.

The head of the knife was stained with blood, and more blood spurted out of the headless corpse, all over his face.

His knife inexplicably slashed into the neck of the gangster who was controlled by Mo Ye's left hand, as if there was a strong force that deflected his knife from the hand holding the knife.

The headless corpse fell backwards and sat back in its seat.

His head rolled to the ground, not knowing that it had gotten under the seat.

"Ahh

In the midst of the exclamation, the man with the knife turned red, and he violently swung the knife in his hand despite the narrow terrain in the carriage.

This posture looked like he was going to cut down Mo Xie, the woman, and a gangster who should have been hung up.

The rest of the gangsters also came up to help, leaving only one person to control the driver at the front of the car.

"Get up for me!"

The gangster pulled the driver out of the driver's seat and then sat down himself.

The car drove here, and there was no need for drivers in the way for the rest of the road.

"Ahh

He directly pointed the dagger at the stomach of the uncooperative driver, and the driver immediately fell to the ground on the side.

The carriage was already filled with the smell of blood, which was the most able to release the 'evil' side of human nature.

"Bell, bell!"

Leaving behind the gangsters on the right hand side who were already dead and could no longer die, the 'Qilin Arm' was driven by Mo Xie and left an afterimage, and for a while, there was no murder weapon in the narrow carriage to pass through this seat.

With all-round perception without dead ends and the indestructible 'Qilin Arm', Mo Xie didn't even need to use his mental power to deal with this group of people.

It's just that this scene is a stupid look at the rescued woman.

"Is this a martial arts movie?"

The man's skill in front of him shocked the woman, and the right arm of his hard anal sword coincided with the 'iron sand palm' in the woman's impression.

So his thin figure began to grow taller in the eyes of the woman, and even for a while, the woman made up countless stories about men.

"This must be a reclusive master. ”

The woman guessed, curled up under her seat and watched it all, unconsciously taking a look of adoration in her eyes.

"Gain 1 Wish Power Point. The voice of the pit father of the Holy Book sounded in Mo Ye's ears, and this sudden prompt almost startled Mo Ye.

"What's the situation? Is it true that there will be a reward for righteous and courageous deeds?"

Resisting the attack of the gangsters casually, Mo Xie inquired about the Holy Codex, and it was precisely because of this that those gangsters were able to continue their lives for a few seconds.

"Did I say that this kind of thing can only be obtained in the mission world?" "The Holy Book said impatiently, "In addition, if you can gather enough Wish Power points in this world as soon as possible, I can also reduce the price of the 'Dragon Bloodline' as appropriate!"

"......" Mo Xie understood that this profiteer was just trying to continue to sell his goods.

"Wishing for power...... Is it something similar to 'prestige' after working for a long time? That is to say, if the corresponding 'prestige' is enough, the price of the dragon bloodline will be even lower...... Am I right?"

Mo Xie is also a guy who has played online games for a while, there are various factions in the online game, and there are also various factions of 'prestige' relative to the character, in the description of WOW, it is "neutral to friendly: 3000 reputation, friendly to respect: 6000 reputation, respect to reverence: 12000 reputation, reverence to worship: 21000 reputation, after worship: 999 reputation." ”

Different reputation levels can be discounted by different levels in relative factions.

"That's right, that's what you understand it, but this 'Wishing Point' is just a consumable. There was a sense of relief in the tone of the "Holy Scripture" as if he had seen the stubborn stone open, "I can't see it, but you understand it...... Congratulations. ”

"How much better can that?"

This is what Mo Xie cares about, if he can get enough discounts, he really has a lot of things he wants to exchange.

"Wishing points can be worth the same points. ”

A profiteer is a profiteer, and the baht must be like it, and the price offered at such a price did not surprise Mo Ye.

But at least I know the means to earn the equivalent of points in the real world.

So next......

Let's get a good reputation!

"Drink!"

More than thirty seconds had passed since the first drop of blood appeared, and the driver who had fallen to the ground holding his stomach in front of him had stopped moving, and the blood from the corpse in the back seat of Mo Xie had already made a mess on the ground.

For the woman hiding under the seat, the blood that spread from the back seat was not so unbearable, even if it soaked her clothes and her hands and face.

She prayed wholeheartedly at the moment that the man who could stand by her side would be able to repel these gangsters.

Humans are such weak creatures......

Mo Xie suddenly used his left hand, which had been idle from the beginning, and there was a small knife in his hand, which was the flying knife that was engraved with the 'Soul Destroying Mark'.

The knife in his hand was drawn along a strange trajectory, but it was the Dongying sword move in the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique".

One knife, three lives.

Blood sprayed in the carriages, and there was nothing remarkable about the battle, because the difference in strength between the two warring sides was too great.

One-sided slaughter is not worthy of praise.

The shouts of the gangsters cease in a matter of seconds, replaced by the sound of blood spraying, and the world never seemed to be a quiet place.

"Get up, it's all right. ”

Throwing out the flying knife that ended several lives in his hand, the gangster sitting in the driver's seat was also eliminated, Mo Ye tidied up his clothes that were not stained with any blood at all, and then stretched out his hand to the woman hiding under the seat.

He was greeted with a look of trepidation.

"Don't come here!"

Even without Lin Ming's ability to 'read minds', Mo Ye could still understand the meaning in his eyes.

That's it, Mo Xie didn't have to pull that woman, and even he didn't have to save people just now.

But I've done it, so let's go with the flow.

Shi Shiran stepped out of the back seat of what had become a slaughterhouse, and Mo Ye walked to the front of the car while receiving the frightened or adoring looks of the passengers.

He was stared at very uncomfortably.

The driving of this car was temporarily taken over by Mo Ye's telekinesis, and if it weren't for that, the car would have rushed off the road long ago.

Pulling back his throwing knife from the dead body, the mark filled with blood looked particularly bewitching.

Mo Xie parked the bus on the side of the road.

"Does anyone recognize the way to Yingzhou?"

The driver on the side of the driver's seat was so dead that he couldn't die anymore, and it could be seen that the gangsters were really vicious, and it was estimated that they directly pierced the pancreas.

At this time, even if the driver is not dead, it may not be saved.

So, the car needed a new driver who knew the road.