Now!

Sunset!

A red glow appeared in the western sky, and many poor people hurried back.

They all need a shelter, and if there is no fortress, then the night here will be a paradise for beasts and giant insects!

Zhao Yunxiang and others also stopped in front of the city gate!

Now!

The city gate has been defended, these are all guarded by unknown forces, and the reason why they are defending here is not to defend the city, but to loot!

A dozen paupers rushed back from outside the city, and they were lucky enough to catch a few large rodents, which were very large, about 3 meters long, and weighed as many as 1,000 pounds, and needed more than a dozen people to carry them back.

"Stop!!"

One of the short guards guarding the city looked at the rodent, its fur was smooth, and there was blood oozing from its mouth, as if it had just died.

It's fresh flesh and blood!

It's also a great decoration!

The noblewomen of the aristocratic circle were extremely fond of this kind of fur, which could be used to make coats.

More than a dozen poor people couldn't help frowning when they saw that there were guards here, these vampires were too lazy to eat all day long, and they were waiting to die!

If you don't have any other skills, you only know how to oppress the poor.

I thought that while the fortress was invaded by prehistoric creatures, there were no vampires stationed at the city gate during this time, so you could mix things in!

Who knew that they were hiding on the side, and when they saw a huge object coming to the door, they immediately jumped out with great force.

The guards who had been stationed at the city gate immediately returned to the noble circle after seeing that the city gate had been broken by the Blood Cloud Society, and did not care that the poor people were slaughtered, or even allowed to be preyed upon by carnivores.

Now, the Blood Cloud will be gone, and these guys are out doing evil again!

"We can only give you the hair for this thing, and we have to take the rest. A pauper at the head walked out with a pauper in his arms.

The palum had a terrible wound on his chest, which was not bandaged, for there was no cloth to bandage it, and the wound had been scalded to prevent it from festering.

Scalded wounds generally don't fester, because it's cooked meat, however, it needs to endure double the pain!

The pain of a torn wound, as well as...... Burning pain.

"My companion is badly wounded in order to catch it, and needs a replenishment of meat!" said the pauper.

The poor live a hard life, basically living without a meal, and this life leads to malnutrition and thin skin.

Moreover, the injured poor people are very dangerous, because there are basically no medicinal materials in the slums, and once they are seriously injured, they will basically end up in a tragic death.

The reason why the poor go out of the city to hunt is that they are forced, some are forced by their mothers, some are forced by their fathers, and some are forced by their grandmothers, and even their grandparents!

"Oh......" the guard grinned, "if he wasn't hurt, you could hand in some of the meat, right?"

"Yes!" said the poor man at the head of the group, nodding his head.

This time he went out hunting, he was forced!

Because he was forced too tightly by the daughter-in-law who had just passed, he beckoned his friends to go out hunting together, but he didn't expect that someone would be injured.

"So ......"

Out of the guards came a tall, hideous-looking man who held in his hand a handful of things wrapped in gray cloth that looked like a wooden stick.

The texture of this gray cloth is relatively simple, not like a high-end product, but it can only be said to be more high-end than the clothes worn by the poor. Number One

"Ah......" The guard saw the hideous-looking man coming out, and hurriedly said, "Young master, why did you suddenly come out?"

"I heard that it was very noisy here, so I came out to take a look!" the man known as the young master glanced around, staring at the rodent on the ground.

The fur of this animal is extremely beautiful, and there is hardly any variegated color, and it is the favorite of the women of the aristocratic circle!

If you can bring the fur to a girl in a noble circle completely, maybe you can even get the right to mate!

"I left something behind!" said a certain young master, "Remember my name, Sun Qikai!"

As soon as Sun Qikai said his name, the poor people around him were frightened, this guy is more famous in the slums, because this guy likes to torture and kill the poor the most.

The average aristocracy was ashamed of coming into contact with the poor, and was usually not used to being in the same area as the poor, however, some nobles were different, and some nobles were more inclined to arrest and abuse the poor.

Sun Qikai is one of them!

This guy has slaughtered many poor people!

"Sun Dashao, you can keep the fur, but we have to bring this meat back!" The poor people led by him naturally knew Sun Qikai, but it was naturally impossible for them to give up their prey like this.

"Oh?" Sun Qikai was a little stunned, someone was still so arrogant after knowing his name, he was not a big man among the nobles, how could he be so confident?

Sun Qikai turned to look at the man, and found that the other party's face was pale, and his lips were trembling, obviously desperately suppressing his fear, but more than that, he was unwilling!

That's right!

In order to hunt this rodent creature, but it took a lot of money, and his partner was unfortunately bitten.

It is not known if the partner's wound will become further infected......

But the wound has been scalded with flames, and the scalded wound is generally not infected.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and it's not like you can get away with deadly bacteria by scalding your wounds!

"You kid......" Sun Qikai carried the sharp blade and walked slowly towards the poor people who rose up to resist.

Sun Qikai is like a god of death from purgatory at the moment, eerie and terrifying!

Every step was like a hammer blow, striking the hearts of the poor as if they were going to crush their hearts.

"Hmph~!"

Sun Qikai came to the poor man at the front and quickly swung his sword.

For a moment, blood splattered, and a hysterical scream sounded.

The wounded pauper who had been lying on the ground let out a scream, and his chest was pierced by a sharp blade.

The hand holding the blade was still spinning vigorously, and it seemed to like the feeling of ripping flesh and blood.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

The man's continuous screaming, Sun Qikai became more and more crazy, he was holding his forehead with one hand, rolling his eyes, and his mouth unconsciously shrugged out.

"This sound, how wonderful, this rhythm of struggle, makes people excited!!"

Sun Qikai grinned, the feeling of grasping the life and death of others is really cool!

"Hey!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and a man appeared beside the injured man, "Don't go too far, just ask for skin, you have to change the meat for others, right?"

"Another poor man who is not afraid of death!" After Sun Qikai saw Zhao Yunxiang's eyes, he was very crazy, this look was so good, he couldn't see a trace of cowardice, and he was very stubborn.

"This knife?" Zhao Yunxiang did not answer Sun Qikai, but squinted at the knife in his hand.