Normally, if someone is in front of him like this, the man is already angry.

But at this moment, he is commensurate with the word friend to the ink knife. Because he is not stupid, he knows who to provoke and who not to provoke.

Although he is arrogant, he is more afraid of death.

On the way here, he saw blood all over the ground, and at this time, looking at the broken knife that was still dripping blood on the back of the ink knife, he didn't have to think about it, he could also know that it was the man in front of him.

He also kills, and he kills a lot, but he never kills his own people.

He knew that corpse, and it was the leader of the Sky Shaking Gang.

In his impression, he is a ruthless man, and he has good skills. At least a tie with him.

That's why he used the word "friend" on the ink knife.

"Where are they?" asked Inkknife. Modao didn't know if the man who helped him tell his fortune was the old man he was looking for, but Modao decided to ask.

"Who are they?" replied the man.

"The person who helps you tell your fortune is not an old man, and he has a girl with him. ”

"Yes. ”

"Where are they. ”

"Uh-huh......" The man groaned, looking a little hesitant.

"Help me!" the innkeeper said loudly when she saw that the ink knife was back.

"Shut up. The man scolded, he was worried that the ink knife really came to the rescue, although the innkeeper was useless to her, but being rescued from his hands like this would eventually make his face damaged.

People on the rivers and lakes love face, and he is no exception.

However, when he saw that the expression on the ink knife's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, the worry in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"Where are they. Modao asked again.

"I can tell you, but it can't be that simple. The man felt that it was too shameless for him to answer the question of the ink knife like this.

The ink knife looked at the man in front of him for a moment, did not speak, and reached out to pull out the broken knife behind his back.

"I!" the man was shocked, he already understood what the ink knife was going to do, but he didn't expect the ink knife to be so decisive.

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and led the way. He didn't dare to look at the ink knife again, he didn't notice it at first, until the ink knife was broken in his hand, and he realized how terrible the ink knife's eyes were.

It was so terrifying that just one look made him feel like he was in an ice cave.

Walking on the road, the man couldn't help but regret it. It's just that at this time, he looks even more faceless than before.

Sure enough, along the way, many people pointed fingers at the man, and even ridiculed him.

At this time, the crowd seemed happy, although the clothes on their bodies were shabby, although they were hungry and only their bones were left, they were laughing. But there was a hint of hatred in their eyes.

The man looked left and right, noting the faces of the beggars who were lying on the side of the road. He decided in his heart that as long as he escaped from Modao's side, he would definitely come back and kill all these people who saw his ugliness and laughed at him.

Soon, Modao followed the man to a wooden house.

Although this wooden house is located in the corner of the dry sky city, it is particularly eye-catching. This is because it is the only one of its kind that has been preserved in good condition.

It is surrounded only by shacks made of broken wooden sticks.

But such a shack is a luxury for most people.

The man walked up to the door and gently slammed on it.

The road had been brought, and he wanted to leave, but Modao didn't speak, so he didn't dare to go.

"Da, da, da. There was a sound of footsteps, and the footsteps were brisk and excited.

"Here we are. A girl's voice. "Grandpa is really, he closed the stall so early, and he hasn't made any money today. The girl muttered quietly.

The door opened, and the girl walked out.

"It's you. Seeing the ink knife, the girl let out an exclamation.

"May I go?" the man asked, turning his head.

Ink Dao didn't answer, walked around it, looked at the girl and said, "Where is your grandfather?"

"What do you want to do. There was a hint of anger on the girl's face, and apparently, she was still blaming Modao for not remembering her.

"I have something to ask him. Modao replied.

"My grandfather is not at home, you can go. As she spoke, the girl closed the door and left.

The ink knife stepped forward and stopped it.

"Where did he go?"

"How do I know. Besides, you don't know him, what are you looking for him? ”

"Divination. ”

"Okay, let's get the money first. The girl said, reaching out to the ink knife. She hadn't eaten for a day because she had no money.

Originally, when she heard the knock on the door, she thought that business was coming, which made her happy. She didn't expect to see the ink knife again.

Looking at the girl's outstretched hand, the ink knife was slightly stunned. Then he turned to look at the man.

"You said you could give me money?" asked Inkknife.

"When did I say that?" the man was surprised.

At this moment, the voice of the innkeeper suddenly came. "Yes, as long as you help me. ”

"Good. The ink knife said, "I'll help you." As soon as he finished speaking, the ink knife shot out instantly, and the knife in his hand flashed, and a bloody arm flew out, drawing an arc in the air and falling to the ground.

Blood was dripping and the man didn't even understand what was happening.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain came from his shoulder, and it was then that the man realized that his arm had been severed.

The man screamed miserably, covered his wound and jumped away from the ink knife in an instant. The innkeeper on his shoulder fell to the ground the moment his hand broke.

"You...... You ......" Looking at the ink knife, the man couldn't say a word for a long time.

Along the way, he was cautious, afraid that he would offend Modao in something, and he would even ask Modao when he left. In the end, he was still wounded by the ink knife.

At this moment, the man only felt aggrieved in his heart, if he had known this, he might as well have fled in the first place.

What's more, he didn't know why Modao wanted to kill him.

"Money. Modao walked up to the innkeeper and said.

The proprietress was slightly stunned. "But you haven't helped me yet. ”

"I've helped. Ink Knife said.

Hearing Modao's answer, the innkeeper was confused for a while, and then finally understood the meaning of Modao's words.

"Did you say to help me save me from his grasp?"

"Yes. Ink Knife replied.

"I don't need you to save me!" suddenly cried the innkeeper aloud. She never thought that what Modao said to help her actually meant this.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the more painful it will be when you are disappointed. At this time, the proprietress was venting the pain in her heart.

"You're really domineering......" the girl sighed.

The man on the side was already dumbfounded at this time. He never thought that the ink knife killed him just to ask for money.

The old man said that he had a bloody plague today, and now he finally believed it. But he didn't think it was a bloody disaster, it was a disaster of innocence at all......

At least that's what he himself thinks.

But is it really vain......