The six people chasing after him all thought that Yiyun would not pose any threat to them, and they all grinned and had no intention of being defenseless. Of course, six adult villains who have killed people many times really don't need to be guarded against a teenager like Yiyun, not to mention that in the hearts of several people, they all think that Yiyun has been hungry for several days.

It can be seen that the six people who chased after him all thought like this: to kill Yiyun, it only takes one step, and that is to find him, it is only a matter of time, and there is no danger.

"Sharpen the edge. These four words flashed in Yiyun's mind, he pulled out the sharp broken sword that was only two feet at his waist, he was still a little nervous, although he had stoned the middle-aged man to death in the alley, but it was the first time to really consciously kill, he took a deep breath: "Harila is above, it is these guys who want to kill me first, therefore, please forgive me for what I did next." ”

There are a lot of garbage piles on the beach, but Yiyun doesn't want to hide from them all the time.

He hid behind the garbage heap and carefully poked his head out, among the six people who came, the bald middle-aged man was the strongest, and the other five were relatively weaker. The bald middle-aged man must be dealt with before these people become vigilant, otherwise it will be very troublesome when these people realize the crisis.

After much deliberation, Yiyun decided on the first plan: either not to do it, and once he did, he would kill the bald middle-aged man first.

The bald middle-aged man was obviously annoyed that Yiyun was able to escape, he was the first to chase in, Yiyun held his breath and shrank behind the garbage heap, the ragged clothes on his body were mixed with those tattered clothes on the edge of this pile of garbage, even in the daytime, it was not easy to be found.

Seeing the bald middle-aged man leaning towards his position step by step, Yiyun clenched his hand and licked his lips. Ready to go.

Just as Yiyun was about to pounce out, a voice sounded in the distance: "Brother Zack, where are you?

"I'm here!" Zack, a bald middle-aged man, replied with some annoyance: "That little bastard should be around here, you all hurry up and find Lao Tzu!

"Yes!" there were a few responses, followed by footsteps scattered.

"Little bastard, let me catch you, I must peel your face first......" Zach cursed viciously. Yiyun quietly leaned over and stood in the faint shadow of the bald middle-aged man. Then he slowly straightened up, and he stretched out his left hand to cover his mouth, and at the same time the broken sword clenched in his right hand reached under Zack's fat neck like lightning, and pulled him so hard that he slit his throat without making a sound.

Blood shot out in an instant, Yiyun covered his mouth, and the other hand holding the blood-dripping broken sword pressed the back of his head, pressing him to the ground in one fell swoop, causing most of the egg-shaped head of the bald man to sink into the black sand, and he struggled violently at first. Then he had convulsions, and his hands and feet were swinging.

Yiyun pressed his head so hard that the black sand completely soaked with blood, until his body gradually went limp. After confirming that he was dead, Yiyun sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. Holding back an indescribable discomfort, Yoshiyun got up and prepared to leave. But his eyes noticed that on the ground, due to the bald middle-aged man's dying struggle just now, there was a shriveled money bag on the ground. and a few scattered copper coins, Yiyun leaned over and picked them up.

This guy had three silver coins in his money bag, and the others were copper coins, and he carefully stuffed the money bag into his arms, and Yiyun's discomfort eased a little. Hearing footsteps vaguely in his ears, Yiyun quickly slowed down and cautiously walked towards another pile of garbage.

There were five other people, and Yiyun found the most suitable garbage heap to hide in as he did just now, and hid in it.

At this time, he saw a few fires lit up in the distance, and the five people actually lit torches, Yiyun secretly lucked in his heart: if he hadn't killed the bald middle-aged man in advance, they all came in with torches, and it would have been a big trouble. With the torches in place, it would be much harder for them to sneak up like they had just done before, and the guys would surely find Zack's body soon, which would have made them even more vigilant.

"Big Brother Zack?" someone shouted in the distance, Yiyun's heart tightened, but soon a low voice sounded: "The boss is angry now, Charlie, don't call him, concentrate on finding that little bastard!"

"Yes! This little bastard is really troublesome, first missing, now running away, no matter what, I can't let him die easily after catching him!

"Haha! No wonder you keep calling the boss, because you're worried that the boss will kill that little bastard directly, you dead faggot!"

The men were holding torches, and from what they said, they must have not found their bodies, and they were still in a state of defense.

Yoshiyun shrank behind the garbage heap, holding his breath, surrounded by a foul stench, a filthy fog, and pitch black.

Take a closer look at the light of the torches.

Five people, a fat man with a bloated body, two tall and thin men, and a hunched man with a rickety back, and a with a feminine voice.

These people walked near Yiyun with torches, which made him very distressed, and it was like looking for death with one against five. Hiding all the time, obviously not either, while Yoshiyun was entangled, the and the camel who made fun of him quarreled, and after the two scolded each other for a while, they were persuaded by the others to leave, and then they made a decision: to look separately.

This made Yiyun feel very happy.

He waited there quietly, and soon, the fat man with a bloated body came to the garbage heap where Yiyun was, and opened his pants to pee. Yiyun quietly leaned over, he waited, and the fat man squinted his eyes and trembled.

Now is the time!

Yiyun took advantage of the past, when the fat man's fat chin was still trembling, the broken sword stretched horizontally under his neck, "Huh!" made a very small sound, as smooth as a finger on the strings, this time Yiyun used more strength, a sword cut most of the fat man's throat, he swallowed a few times, the fat head slammed forward, and when the blood spurted out, he was already dead.

The fat man's still hot body continued to twitch, and the discomfort in Yiyun's heart was not as strong as before, he leaned down and tore a money bag from the fat man's waist, but he didn't expect that this fat man was actually richer than the person who took the lead, and there were ten silver coins and dozens of copper coins in the money bag. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)