This actor is full of tricks.

As Lin Jue approached step by step, the resident of 147 tensed up, his muscles bulging, and said in a fierce but weak voice, "Number 153, if you stop now, you still have room to maneuver. If you don't have enough strength and dare to kill so wantonly, it will cause dissatisfaction among all the outer residents, and you will die a gruesome death!"

"Not enough strength?" Lin Jue smiled slightly. "How do you know I don't?"

"Besides, isn't the rule of the underworld just killing? Survival of the fittest, the strong preying on the weak. If you get killed, you can only blame your lack of strength. How dare you come and gang up on me?"

Upon hearing Lin Jue's words, the resident of 147 thought that the other party had become hesitant. His fear subsided slightly, and he said in a tone that seemed to be for Lin Jue's good: "The rules are correct, but if you kill too many people, it will arouse the vigilance of other residents, because no one knows when you will kill them. Once this vigilance reaches its peak, the residents who feel threatened will unite and kill you first."

"So you should know when to stop. Killing too many people won't do you any good."

He thought he had Lin Jue under control, and his expression returned to its previous nonchalant look.

"So, you're weak and not very smart either." Lin Jue shook his head. "You're nothing but a bunch of food on the dinner table. So what if you team up? Do you think I'm afraid of a bunch of fried chicken legs teaming up to take me down?"

What do you mean?
The resident of apartment 147 was stunned. With his remaining rationality, he was still trying to figure out the meaning of Lin Jue's words when he suddenly realized that the other person had disappeared from the spot. The next moment, his door was violently destroyed.

Lin Jue walked in carrying a pencil sharpener that was still dripping blood, and looked at him with a smile: "You agree, right? Fried chicken leg?"

"Fuck your mother!" the resident of 147 roared. This provocation was bizarre and unbearable. He roared and charged towards Lin Jue, his body bringing with it a rolling gust of cold wind.

His strength was decent among E-level anomalies, but it was still no match for Lin Jue.

A dazzling flash of light illuminated the darkness, and black blood splattered everywhere. The resident of 147, eyes wide open, collapsed to the ground in despair, screaming in agony, "Yan Hui from 153 has completely lost his mind! He wants to kill us all! To ensure our safety, let's unite and kill him!"

Lin Jue brought down his blade again, and the Tetanus Blade became increasingly excited, as if killing brought the blade great pleasure.

More and more eyes were drawn to Lin Jue, and the residents became increasingly agitated because Lin Jue had killed them too quickly, and judging from the signs he was showing, it seemed that he really was going to kill them all, just as the resident of 147 had said.

Although the underworld is rife with violence, if a threat arises that endangers all the residents, they will unite to eliminate it.

Unless this factor possesses overwhelming power over the outer circle, but that terrifying entity has already moved to the inner circle.

Although this 153-year-old "Yan Hui" is very strong, his actual strength is far from reaching that level.

Noticing the menacing, sinister gazes, Lin Jue stepped out of the room, deliberately exposing himself to them. His posture was casual, his expression relaxed, and he appeared completely unguarded, revealing numerous weaknesses in his defenses.

It's good that these guys all come at once, so he doesn't have to knock on doors one by one.

He stood there for several minutes, but no resident dared to make a move.

However, Lin Jue was not in a hurry and remained standing quietly. An excellent hunter must learn to wait for his prey to take the bait.

Finally, one of the residents couldn't take it anymore and crawled out of the darkness. He crawled on the ground like a human spider, his face full of madness: "Let me eat you!"

These creatures crawled out from the depths of the outer circle, their room numbers starting with 12, clearly indicating their confidence in their strength. "Just one?" Lin Jue was somewhat disappointed, but soon the Tetanus Blade in his hand began to throb with excitement, because as the first resident to make a move appeared, more and more things rushed out, their resentment making the space increasingly eerie.

A rough count revealed that about a dozen residents appeared at the same time, all of them unleashing terrifying killing intent, wanting to devour Lin Jue.

"That's right."

Lin Jue grinned. He didn't back down but took the initiative to meet them. Yan Hui's character was small and thin, while the dozen or so strange creatures opposite him were almost like a sea of ​​resentment. The size and number of both sides were disproportionate.

But the moment the two sides made contact, a torrent of eerie creatures collapsed instantly as if it had been hit by a train. Every ghostly face on the tetanus blade roared and screamed, as if it wanted to reach out from the blade and drag these residents into hell as well.

Black blood splattered, and the residents screamed in agony. Everywhere they were slashed by the knife, they felt excruciating pain that was unbearable.

As more and more bizarre creatures died under his blade, Lin Jue's eyes turned bloodshot. He seemed to have returned to the time when he was influenced by the Blood Shadow, and killing intent grew in his heart, causing him to use all his strength in every strike.

In less than ten minutes, all the monsters that had attacked him fell into pools of blood, leaving him standing alone on the street.

"call."

The pungent smell of blood filled his nostrils. Lin Jue exhaled deeply, the bloodlust in his eyes slowly fading as he forcefully suppressed the boiling killing intent in his heart.

"This killing intent is not a negative influence from the Blood Shadow, but rather it is hidden within this body. If it is not because of the Blood Shadow, then it is because of that tyrannical alternate personality."

"Although the alternate personality has been cured, it is still one with this body, and the residual effects are still there. It has not disappeared because of my transmigration."

This is not a good thing, because murderous intent is ultimately a negative emotion. If it is allowed to grow unchecked, it will distort Lin Jue's personality and may even turn him into the same person as that alternate personality.

"It seems we need to eliminate meaningful and healthy activities from now on, such as mountain climbing and traveling, to cultivate our minds and relax, and stop killing indiscriminately."

"But not now, the killings in the underworld will not stop."

Lin Jue calmly wiped the blood off the pencil sharpener with his clothes, while the surrounding gazes trembled, and all the residents who noticed him were filled with fear.

terrible!

When did Yan Hui, who is only 153cm tall, become so terrifying?!
More than a dozen strange creatures were wiped out by him in no time, and he didn't even have a scratch on his body. In other words, the group of strange creatures didn't even touch Yan Hui.

This kind of strength is enough to sweep through the entire outer circle of the Black Street!

[Scene 3: Killing the butcher is just the first step on your path to the top of the underworld. Your goal is more than that; you must prove to all the residents who the real nightmare on this street is!] (End of Chapter)