Killing people is a very boring thing.

Although Zhang Xiao has killed many people these days, Zhang Xiao doesn't like to kill people very much, not because of hypocrisy, but because Zhang Xiao doesn't think he has the qualifications to deprive others of their lives.

No matter how much Zhang Xiao didn't like the world of his previous life, he couldn't deny the influence of his previous life on him.

When Zhang Xiao kills someone, there is always a sense of guilt, even if he knows that the other party is a heinous person.

But Zhang Xiao also knew that whether he liked it or not, whether he wanted it or not, he should kill it or he had to kill it, and he left a few crocodile tears after killing Dingtian.

Because Zhang Xiao knows that after coming to this world, unless he is strong enough to be able to fight directly with his own strength, he can only integrate into this world, rather than let this world adapt to him.

The reason why Zhang Xiao wants to kill people is that there is no law or justice in this world, and there are only martial arts and fists.

If you don't kill me, I will kill you, and if you don't kill a bloody road, then what you are waiting for is to be killed.

The big fist is the truth, this sentence seems to be a joke, but it is indeed the biggest truth in the world.

Therefore, although Zhang Xiao wanted to vomit out in disgust, his hands were still not soft.

Forty-three, forty-four, Zhang Xiao has forgotten who the person he killed is, what he looks like, age, and gender. Zhang Xiao even forgot how many people he had killed. I just remember how many homes I've visited.

The snake can't have a head, although those beggar leaders oppress the little beggars below one by one, but there is no doubt that they are the beggars' heads, their leaders. When Zhang Xiao killed them all, the beggars under their hands became a plate of loose sand.

A plate of loose sand can be recovered, if it is an iron plate, Zhang Xiao will not have to do anything else in the future, and he will have to use it every day to deal with internal problems.

Forcing it with force, it is easier to say and simpler to do, it is just one word, "kill".

Zhang Xiao kills people, in fact, not only killing, but also killing chickens to show monkeys.

Although Zhang Xiao doesn't like to kill, he can't deny that this is the most effective method.

After all, killing people is not a difficult thing. There are no masters of the beggar leaders in Luoyang City.

It is impossible for a master to do this kind of work, most of them are just like Li San, who knows how to handle them with a few hands.

Fifty-six, fifty-seven, soon, according to Zhang Xiaoliu's intelligence, there are only sixty-three beggar forces in the entire Luoyang City, and they will soon be killed.

Zhang Xiao killed more than 100 people today, most of them wiped their throats with a sword, only a few used the second sword, and only one was able to "stab the blood" with the third sword.

It is the one in front of Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao didn't know his name, nor did he know his past, let alone his good or evil.

Zhang Xiao knew that among the people he killed, not all of them were extremely vicious, but Zhang Xiao also believed that there could be no good people.

Good people don't do this kind of "business", so Zhang Xiao won't feel too much guilt after killing someone, it's just disgusting.

It's like Zhang Xiao wouldn't have met a "master".

Zhang Xiao's overall strength in the rivers and lakes is probably the second-rate Cheng dù, according to Zhang Xiao's estimate, it should be about the same as You Qiuyan, Yun Yuzhen and others.

Of course, the estimate is only an estimate, and the real situation can only depend on the life and death struggle.

However, no matter what Zhang Xiao's strength is, compared with these beggar leaders, it is an insurmountable peak.

Zhang Xiao today is not so much fighting as a one-sided torture.

There are too many differences in levels, and there are only a handful of these people who can even have a little internal strength, and some even don't know martial arts, but their bodies are relatively strong.

But this teenager, who looks a little younger than Zhang Xiao, seems to be only eleven or twelve years old.

Zhang Xiao took out three swords, the first sword was a random sword, the second sword was a serious sword, and the third sword was the "blood piercing" that was almost used with all his strength.

But the young man in front of him, although he was very struggling, used the knife in his hand to follow.

Zhang Xiao had a feeling that the young man in front of him was very strong, not because of his martial arts, but because of his heart.

"Piercing blood" is not so easy to catch, this terrible sword is not something that a teenager can block.

But this young man actually blocked Zhang Xiao's sword with his palm.

Of course, even if the young man used to block this sword, as long as Zhang Xiao wanted to, he would still be able to seal his throat with a sword, but Zhang Xiao stopped.

"You, why are you, want to kill me. The boy's voice was hoarse, as if he had been hit hard in the throat. His voice seemed a little puzzled, a little confused.

Zhang Xiao was a little red-eyed today, so all the beggar leaders pointed out by Zhang Xiaoliu were killed by a sword, and he didn't care too much.

When Zhang Xiao paid attention to this young man, he realized that this was a very handsome young man.

Although he is dressed very down-and-out and has a lot of dust on his face, he has a graceful and elegant temperament, Zhang Xiao has a feeling that this should be a down-and-out child of a family.

Maybe this guy named Chen Mo is really a child of the family, but no matter what his identity is, he is just a beggar now.

What really caught Zhang Xiao's attention was not the guy's dress, but his eyes.

Zhang Xiao heard people say, "Eyes are the window of the soul", Zhang Xiao has always been skeptical about this.

But now Zhang Xiao believes it, because Zhang Xiao really saw his heart from Chen Mo's eyes.

In Chen Mo's eyes, there was no trace of human affection, empty and cold, and everyone felt like they were looking at a dead person.

Looking at his eyes, Zhang Xiao actually felt a little cold.

Zhang Xiao suddenly had a strange feeling, that is, he seemed to have killed the wrong person, and this guy named Chen Mo would never be a beggar leader.

He was a beggar, a beggar who begged for food.

Zhang Xiao quickly confirmed this.

After all, the boy was dressed in such shabby clothes that it looked like a real beggar's outfit.

"What's going on?" Looking at Zhang Xiaoliu, who seemed to be trying his best to shrink into a ball, Zhang Xiao asked with some dissatisfaction.

Zhang Xiao was already a little numb from killing, and he didn't know who he was killing, if it weren't for Chen Mo blocking his three swords, he wouldn't have noticed him at all.

Zhang Xiaoliu's eyes looked a little erratic, and he was a little slurred when he spoke.

In the end, under the pressure of Zhang Xiao's slightly sharp eyes, Zhang Xiaoliu said with a slight cry, "Big brother, he is Chen Mo's bastard, you don't remember." ”

Hearing the name Chen Mo, Zhang Xiao's originally somewhat broken memory gradually woke up, and finally remembered who this young man named Chen Mo was, and why Zhang Xiaoliu wanted to kill him.

Because "himself" has an enmity with him, a great enmity of life and death.

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