"A ghost in human skin... The name is well deserved..."Yan Chen's face was a little gloomy, he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when he first entered the imperial capital.

As if bored, the young nobleman rode away on a white horse with a group of guards, leaving only the corpses of inhuman-shaped children that had long been trampled on.

Nobody cares, no one is watching... The pedestrians on the street are just doing their own thing, indifferent, ruthless, indifferent... Under the oppression of the empire, these have long been engraved in the bone marrow of every imperial capital.

"Rest in peace," Yanchen stepped forward to soothe the child's eyes that were wide in pain.

The cold wind blew Yan Chen's clothes and trembled, Yan Chen pressed the straw hat on his head, and a faint red glow appeared on the back of his hand. A magical mark that could not be seen by ordinary people appeared on the departed young nobleman.

"Night is your time of death..."Looking at the direction in which the nobleman left, Yan Chen said coldly, and then turned to leave.

Night soon fell, and the streets were already empty. There are only two kinds of people who dare to wander the streets at night in the imperial capital, those who don't want to live and the "monsters" who are ready to choose people to devour...

"Footsteps..."The sound of slightly heavy footsteps sounded in the streets of the night, and Yan Chen, dressed in black, was walking towards the magic mark he had left behind.

"Huh?" Yan Chen's brows furrowed imperceptibly, "Someone is peeping at me..."

A strange laugh came from the shadows, and a strong man with an ugly eye on the head of a large knife walked out.

"I didn't expect you to notice me, it's really unpleasant..."The strong man smiled hideously.

"Labor and management are called Zanke, and people are called beheading Zan... Belch... Ahh

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry..."Yan Chen smiled apologetically, and put the treasure that he had casually pulled out of the royal wealth in his hand. Picking up the eyeball emperor on Zanke's head, Yan Chen's figure disappeared into the darkness again.

"Is this it?" Yan Chen raised his head and looked at the very luxurious mansion in front of him, and a scream came from the mansion, making people feel an inexplicable horror.

"In that case, let me teach you what the real assassination (Wushuang) is..."The corners of Yan Chen's mouth hooked up a smile, and then a pitch-black armor and a big sword appeared from Wang Cai and put it on his body. Then, Yan Chen slashed open the door with a sword.

"Damn, who are you?" The guards of the mansion spotted Yan Chen, who was slashing at the door, raised their spears and shouted.

"Your life is exhausted, hand over your head..."Yan Chen used his magic power to make a ghost fire special effect at the eyes of the armor and said faintly.

"There's a killer invasion—" The guard was unfazed, and shouted to his companions. The next moment, his head flew out.

"As long as you kill all the witnesses, it's the perfect assassination..."Yan Chen said in a low voice, then looked at the escort team who came over, picked up the big sword and slashed it. A few minutes later, the corpses of the guards in the mansion lay on the ground...

"Is it here?" Feeling the breath of the magic imprint, Yan Chen said softly, This is the door of a warehouse, faint blood, rotten... The smell came from the cracks in the door.

"Bang..."Yan Chen kicked open the door, put the big sword on his shoulder and walked in.

When I stepped into the warehouse, I saw that one of the walls of the warehouse was covered with various items, such as... Various "works of art" assembled from human faces, human skin books, and human bones, while on the other wall are countless dying human beings...

"Who are you...", the young nobleman shouted as he looked at Yan Chen, holding a skinning knife and the "materials" that were being processed.

"......" Yan Chen ignored it, he looked at everything around him and fell silent.

"Who the hell are you, the guards outside? How did you get in..."The young nobleman was disturbed, and Yaxing was very angry, he threw the "materials" in his hand to the ground and shouted angrily at Yan Chen.

"You guy..."Yan Chen's voice was full of murderous and disgust, "It's disgusting..."Yan Chen's big sword slashed off one of the young nobleman's arms.

"Ahh

"Does it hurt?" Yan Chen stared coldly at the nobles rolling on the ground.

"Ahh

"Don't scream, I've all assassinated them..."Yan Chen said as he put his sword on the young nobleman's neck.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me, our Svein family is a nobleman who has been passed down for hundreds of years... I'll give you whatever you want—" The young nobleman seemed to be frightened, and begged for mercy.

"Hundreds of years of aristocracy? Heh..."Yan Chen sneered and cut off the young nobleman's other arm again.

"Ahhhh

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily..."Yan Chen took out a bottle of healing medicine from Wang Cai and poured it on the young nobleman, saying hideously.

—————— half an hour later——————

"Kill me... Please, kill me..."The young nobleman looked at Yan Chen with a crazy face and said.

"Death? Okay..."Yan Chen chuckled, and afterwards he untied the chains on the wall that bound the dying humans.

"You're dying," Yan Chen declared as he looked at the empty-eyed, numb men, "but before that...... You have plenty of time for revenge. After speaking, Yanchen turned around and walked out of the warehouse.

The untied people were stunned at first, and then their eyes flashed with a strange light, and they dragged their scarred and dying bodies towards the young nobleman little by little.

"What do you untouchables want to do?" the young nobleman's face was full of terror, and he tried to flee, but his body could not move. A slight chewing and swallowing sound sounded inside the warehouse...

Yan Chen listened to the chewing sound in the warehouse and was a little stunned.

"You're not going to save them?" Kami's figure appeared on Zai Yanchen's shoulder, "The injuries on their bodies are easy for you..."

"Heh... I can heal their wounds, but I can't heal their wounds... They are already real "people"..."Yan Chen sighed wistfully.

The raging fire began to burn from the mansion of the nobles, and a shocking murder shook the entire imperial capital, and the nobles who had been inherited for hundreds of years, the Svein family, were all killed...