Just as the scarred, burly man grinned and raised his machete, about to be swarmed by the group of desperados—

"It's noisy."

A voice devoid of any emotion instantly silenced all the noise and the murderous intent on their faces.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a two-meter-tall figure leaning against something inconspicuous in the shadows beside the street.

He was completely shrouded in an extremely large black and red cloak.

The black and red cloak was clearly stained with blood.

The face was not clearly visible; only the hard lines of the lower half of the face and the chin could be vaguely seen.

He was toying with a short dagger less than a foot long in his hand. The dagger was entirely black except for a dark red tip, which looked like congealed blood.

He just stood there casually, yet everyone, including the burly man with the scar, froze in place.

There seemed to be obvious apprehension or even...fear on everyone's faces?
"If you want to fight, go to the Hell Slaughter Arena."

The cloaked figure spoke again, "Don't disturb my peace here."

There wasn't a single threatening word, nor the slightest hint of murderous intent.

But this simple sentence caused cold sweat to break out on the forehead of the burly scarred man who had been so arrogant just moments before.

He quickly put away his machete and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:
"Yes...yes! You're right! We'll leave right away...we'll leave right away!"

The desperados behind him didn't dare to breathe, putting away their weapons, lowering their heads, and wishing they could shrink into the ground.

Fearful whispers arose from the crowd:
"It's 'Shadow Assassin'! What's he doing here?"

"Damn it, what bad luck to run into this jinx!"

"That's him, the monster who won thirty consecutive matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena in less than a month!"

"I've heard he's extremely ruthless; none of his opponents have ever been left with a complete corpse..."

"Thirty matches... If he wins another seventy, he'll be qualified to challenge the Road to Hell..."

"Quick, quick, don't mess with him..."

Although the whispers were low, they reached the ears of Pineapple Snow and her two companions clearly.

They stared in shock at the mysterious cloaked figure, their hearts filled with astonishment. Thirty consecutive wins!
In this bloody battle where only one in ten survives, it means that he has personally ended nearly three hundred lives!

And it only took less than a month.

What terrifying strength and killing efficiency!
The scarred man and his men dared not stay any longer; they all wanted to retreat.

They didn't dare look at Pineapple Snow and the other two even once more, as if staying for even a second longer would bring about their deaths.

In the blink of an eye, the noisy streets became empty and desolate.

Now only Pineapple Snow, the three of them, and the mysterious cloaked figure 'Shadow Assassin' who is still leaning in the shadows remain.

Shadow Assassin showed no interest in the three, not even glancing at them, continuing to toy with the deadly short dagger in his hand.

Pineapple Snow took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, clasped her hands in a fist salute towards the direction of Shadow Assassin, and cautiously spoke:

"Thank you... thank you so much for getting me out of that predicament."

The Shadow Assassins gave no response, as if they were nothing but air.

Cheng Liuxiang and Lu Xiaoguo also watched him nervously, not daring to make any rash moves.

After a moment of silence, the Shadow Assassin finally made his move.

He sheathed his dagger, turned, and silently disappeared into the deeper darkness, vanishing completely.

He never uttered a third word, nor did he reveal his true appearance.

Only after his breath completely disappeared did Pineapple Snow and the other two breathe a long sigh of relief, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

"A twenty-game winning streak...that's the kind of intimidating power..."

Pineapple Snowflakes murmured, her gaze becoming incredibly solemn.

"It seems that the hellish killing field is our only remaining target."

Through this sudden conflict and the appearance of the 'Shadow Assassin,' they gained a clearer understanding of the brutal rules of the Killing City.

They also directly experienced the hardship and bloodshed on the road to freedom. (End of Chapter)

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