Sunlight poured from between the two buildings into the dark, damp alley, illuminating only a small part of the alley.

The alley is a slum where all sorts of poor people and hateful people who are ruthlessly crushed by reality and who will stop at nothing to make a living.

And this kind of slum is not uncommon in any city in the world, or the bigger the city in this world, the more slums will be scattered.

The people who live in this kind of place are frustrated people, and frustrated people are basically unwilling to have too much communication with others, so as not to expose their own scars.

So, the slums tend to be much quieter than the city thoroughfares, but today it's a little too quiet.

"Click! ”

A flying stone slashed through the sunlight, and then a right hand with a short knife flew through the sunlight with warm blood spilling through the air, and disappeared into the shadows on the other side.

After a while, an extremely piercing scream began to echo through the alley.

"Uh-huh, hmph, ahhhhh

A thug is struggling painfully on the ground, his body constantly "jumping" between curling up and stretching, making an extremely foul smell.

Even though the thug's vision had long been blurred because of the severe pain, the source of the severe pain still made him know which part of his body he had lost, and he cried out in great pain:

"My hands! My right hand! ”

On the opposite side of the thugs stood a gray-haired child in shabby clothes.

At the moment, there are only two people in the alley, he and the gangsters, which makes the scene quite strange now.

Although he was just a gangster, he was also an adult, and he was still holding a short knife in his right hand that had just flown out, and it stands to reason that he should have cut off one of the child's hands, and he should not have been injured like this by a child.

But this kid in the alley is not ordinary, he is Yang Di who crossed again after the failure of the entry pill devouring, and it has been five years since he crossed again.

Yang Di looked at the little gangster in front of him who was broken with a stone, and there was no look in his eyes that a normal child should have, only revealing coldness and ruthlessness.

Like a murderous outlaw, he said without any mood swings:

"This is the third time you've come to trouble me, breaking your hand is the last warning, how far is it now, don't let me see you again, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

The thugs have a variety of negative emotions in their eyes, anger, fear, confusion, and most obviously, fear.

This little gangster is not a soul master, but when he tested his soul power back then, he also had that level of soul power, and he could use it a little, which is one of the reasons why he was able to run rampant in the slums.

Even so, he, an adult who could use a little soul power and still hold a short knife, was broken by a little kid with a stone.

If this matter spreads, his face as a thug who bullies men and women will be lost.

With his left hand struggling to grip the break of his right hand, the thug barely stood up and staggered out of the alley as fast as he could now.

Watching the little gangster disappear into his field of vision, Yang Jie's eyes "brightened" a little, and he couldn't say that he had changed back to what an ordinary child should be, but it could be regarded as revealing some emotions that a person should have.

"Huh~" Yang Barge breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at his right hand, and was actually trembling slowly at this time, and said self-deprecating in his heart,

'Even though I've died twice, can't I see through life and death?' ’

Yang Jie's right hand trembled not because he had just exerted too much force, even if his current body was only six years old, living in the slum still made him a little malnourished.

But in the past few years, he has been practicing the secret weapon technique of the Tang Sect since he was able to go, and if he wants to talk about cultivating the internal strength of the Tang Sect, it can be traced back to even earlier.

The real reason is as Yang Di said in his heart, he still hasn't been able to see through life and death, his body and subconscious still resist killing people, and he still hasn't been able to become a real Tang Sect person.

Although the Tang Sect in the world under one person is quite different from the Tang Sect in the vast majority of the martial arts world in terms of spiritual core, it can be said that it is much more noble, but the basic setting of killing people as a living is eternal.

If a Tang Sect disciple can't even be distracted and never regret when killing someone, then he is definitely not a real Tang Sect person.

Although that little thug is not the kind of vicious person who will bring great damage to the water and soil of a party, he has definitely done enough to die.

And, just like Yang Jie's warning to the little gangster, this is not the first time that the little gangster has come to provoke Yang Jie, the first two times for other reasons, Yang Jie's failure to make a move.

But this time, there is no other reason for Yang Jie to let him go again, not to mention, the so-called matter is only three, Yang Jie did decide to kill him at the beginning this time, so as to never suffer in the future.

Because his psychological age is also in his forties, and he has also experienced the cultivation of the Tang Sect, when facing a gangster who bullies men and women, he has the determination to kill for the first time in his life.

Before throwing the stone just now, Yang Di thought that he could let go of all emotions, including regret, for this kind of wicked person.

But at the moment of the shot, Yang Jie's subconscious sense of repulsion to kill still prevailed, and his arms and wrists still changed the direction of the throw.

In the world under one person, the Tang Sect learned various killing techniques, but because of the era in which he lived, he had not performed even a single mission;

In the first life, he lived in a peaceful China, and the extremely high moral standards laid down by nine years of compulsory education and several years of higher education did not disappear with the two crossings;

As for the five years of this life, even if he lived a hard life in the slums, Yang Di still had the "rope" that "bound" him tightly in the first six years of his life, and did not let himself go down the wrong path.

It was precisely because of his subconscious moral constraints that he had extremely high requirements for himself that Yang Di failed to throw the stone at the thug's head, but only took one of the thug's hands.

However, what kind of path Yang Di will take in this world in the future, there is no external force to restrain him at present.

Yang Jie, who controlled his trembling right hand, picked up a jar that was placed aside, and slowly walked out of the alley.

On this jar, there is a word written in blood, "Mother".

Walking out of the alley, Yang Di looked to his right, which was a building whose name was known to everyone in the entire continent - Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.