The top floor of the Fan family branch

Today is Friday, the work at hand is basically completed, dozens of offices, can be heard faint laughter, there is still more than an hour to get off work, this week may be really busy, make a cup of tea leaning on the chair, and chat with colleagues at the next table, such as where to go to play on the weekend, where to open a new restaurant tastes good, do you want to bring your family to try it.

But this calm did not last long, the door was suddenly opened, and four men in black rushed in from outside.

"Who are you? This is the Fan family's place, what are you going to do! The person lying in the chair with a relaxed face instantly stood up and looked at the people who rushed into his office and asked sharply.

"Fan's family? Heh, if this wasn't the Fan family, we wouldn't be here. Under the black robe, Shao Zeyang chuckled lightly, and waved his palm violently, "Do it!" ”

Shouting in his mouth, his body was already the first to move, and the sword in his hand was glowing with a faint coldness, but there was still a trace of unbearability in his eyes.

This is the people of the Fan family, we will one day draw a knife with them on the same battlefield again, if you don't kill them now, then by that time, they may become stronger, and at that time, maybe it will not be you who will kill him, but he will say that your brain is cut off little by little with the most blunt blade.

This is Wu Yu's original words, which sounded over and over again in Shao Zeyang's mind at this moment, he must do it, because this is hell, and never treat him as a beautiful world, because at this moment, the land you are standing on may never have seen blood, and everyone here has never picked up a blade, but you don't forget that they are standing here, but the world under their feet is a pile of blood and corpses.

All the peace in this world is the spoils of war in exchange for blood and artillery fire.

The sword in his hand fell, piercing the throat of the man in front of him, and he wanted the person in front of him to look at him like a madman, as if such words would make him feel better.

Dongyue and the others behind him followed Shao Zeyang, and without the slightest hesitation, they rushed up in an instant, and the sword in their hands was pointed directly at the vital point of those people and stabbed in, in just a few minutes, the office that was still lively had become quiet, the ground was flowing blood, and the eyes were full of unbelievable corpses.

Although it is still a little awkward, each of them has nearly 10,000 lives in their hands, so they have long been accustomed to the scene in front of them. The only thing that feels a little uncomfortable is that most of the people they killed before were in the gladiatorial arena, and those thugs who hid between explanations, in the face of those people, they could raise their knives with a smile on their faces, and then cut off their heads, but here they felt that the movements that should have been smooth became extremely jerky.

Because here they are facing unarmed people who have never even seen to kill.

This may also be the reason why Wu Yu brought them here tonight to get used to it, if it wasn't for Shao Zeyang's request tonight, Wu Yu would still bring them here, at most it would be delayed for a day or two, because this step is a step they have to take, just like when Wu Yu killed someone in the casino for the first time, some guests there just wanted to relax, and didn't have any superfluous thoughts, but in his eyes, they all became dying people. But this is hell, this is the rules here, everything you get, everything you have, everything you see, all of them are covered in layers of stinking blood.

So it's something they have to adapt to no matter what, and if they can't, then they're doomed to not be able to survive in this world.

Compared with Shao Zeyang's side, Wu Yu's situation seems to be much better, because Wu Yu has experienced it personally, and he has also struggled out of this feeling, so when facing their situation, he can easily help them enlighten.

After all, Shao Zeyang's side, the four of them are not a big problem, first of all, Shao Zeyang is worried about the Fan family, so it is not difficult to break free from this feeling, and Song Cheng and Dongyue are also smart people, so they naturally don't embarrass themselves, and Gu Xing, as a person who likes to watch murderous movies since elementary school, will not care about these boring things.

So this is also the reason why he chose to follow the four of Heyuan, because this feeling is not a good thing, if it is not good, Wu Yu will not doubt that it will leave a very big shadow in the hearts of several people, after all, in their opinion, at this moment, their stupid people can be said to be all innocent people, even if each of them is stepping on a hill-like corpse, but their hearts are still clean and have not been made dirty by this world.

"How does it feel? Still uncomfortable? Wu Yu looked at the four people in front of him with a smile, there is nothing wrong with Dasha, for him, people are the same, so killing anyone is also killing, Feng Xuanxuan can also be slightly better, after all, she is a person who came out of paradise, although she has not done such a thing for a long time, it does not mean that he can't accept it.

And the most troublesome thing at this moment is He Yuan and Wei Hao, who seem to be a little uncomfortable with this kind of killing.

"Although we have killed many people, it is indeed the first time we have killed such a person." He Yuan frowned slightly, looking at the knife in his hand, and the blood was still flowing down the sword little by little.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Wu Yu leaned against the wall, not in a hurry, but let Dasha watch at the door to prevent anyone from finding out about what was going on here.

"My chest is a little stuffy." The two men nodded their heads almost at the same time in reply.

"Actually, I came here like this at the beginning, because this is the case in the Eastern Regions, some people's hands are clean, some people's hands are dirty, but you can never tell the difference, and the moment you start preparing to kill, you are no longer allowed to figure out these irrelevant things."

"What kind of place is this? This is hell, I have told you this more than once, and you may see that I am very good, very good, but you must understand that if a man had the possibility, he would rather die than become an executioner with blood on his hands, and be looked at by the people of the world. ”

"Then why are you like this?" Wei Hao raised his head a little incomprehensibly and asked softly.

"Because, I want to live."