I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Brother Xiong in the corner gasped, his cigarette pack crushed in his hand.

That's what momentum is all about.

Truly ruthless people who have seen blood and killed don't need to lift a finger.

A single glance from him is enough to send a spineless coward scurrying for his life.

Shen Tian withdrew his gaze, as if he had merely shooed away two annoying flies.

He looked again at Li Zihao, who was trembling in front of him.

Apply slight pressure with your right hand.

Press the blade down.

The sharp blade instantly sliced ​​through Li Zihao's skin, causing a string of blood beads to seep out.

Was the question you just asked difficult to answer?

Shen Tian's voice was very soft, yet it clearly reached Li Zihao's ears.

"Weren't you going to cripple me?"

"Come on, I'll stand right here."

At this point, Li Zihao had lost all temper.

The excruciating pain combined with extreme fear caused him to completely break down.

Tears and snot streamed down his face, mixed with blood, making him look utterly disgusting.

"No... I wouldn't dare..."

"Shen...Brother Shen...I was wrong..."

"I was really wrong... Please don't kill me..."

Li Zihao kept banging his head on the ground, not daring to stop even when his forehead was scraped raw.

All he wants now is to survive.

Shen Tian looked at the spineless dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy at his feet, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Is this what they call a school bully?

Is this what is meant by the great achievement of a mortal body?

Strip away the veneer of bravado, and inside lies nothing but a disgusting pile of rotten cotton.

"Was that the hand that handed it over just now?"

Shen Tian suddenly spoke.

Li Zihao was stunned, not yet realizing what it meant.

Shen Tian suddenly flipped the butcher knife in his hand and slammed it down with the back of the blade.

Click!

This time, it's the left hand.

"ah!!!"

Li Zihao's screams echoed throughout the slaughterhouse once again.

He was in so much pain that he curled up like a shrimp and rolled around frantically in the blood.

"Since this hand can't do anything, let's not keep it."

Shen Tian spoke in a flat tone.

"roll."

Simple words, yet they felt like a pardon.

The two terrified henchmen, ignoring the excrement in their pants, scrambled over, grabbed the half-dead Li Zihao, and ran outside.

They didn't even dare pick up the weapons on the ground.

They were afraid that if they were even a second too slow, they would become a corpse in the slaughterhouse.

With so many animal carcasses in the slaughterhouse, disposing of a human corpse doesn't seem too difficult.

The slaughterhouse returned to silence.

Only the strong smell of blood in the air still tells the story of what had just happened.

Brother Xiong swallowed, feeling his throat go dry.

It's too cruel.

This kid is definitely going to be someone important in the future.

Shen Tian ignored Xiong Ge's gaze and continued speaking to Old Li in the distance.

"Next batch!"

The sun was at its zenith.

The sweltering air was filled with a fishy, ​​musty smell.

Clang.

Shen Tian casually tossed the chipped butcher knife into the iron bucket.

The splattered blood splashed onto the cement floor.

Shen Tian stretched his slightly sore neck.

Old Li was still clutching the iron hook in his hand.

He stared blankly at the carcasses of wild bulls scattered on the ground.

He swallowed hard and stammered.

"Brother Shen."

"That's all."

Shen Tian frowned slightly.

"What time is it?"

Old Li pointed to the clock on the wall.

He then pointed to the mountain of corpses behind him.

It's twelve o'clock.

"The forty wild bulls that were delivered this morning are all here."

They've all been slaughtered.

The entire workshop was completely silent.

All the workers stopped what they were doing.

They all stared at Shen Tian as if he were a monster.

A skilled worker can usually slaughter five or six animals in a morning.

This requires the cooperation of several people.

Shen Tian was alone.

All morning.

Forty heads.

Moreover, each one was killed with a single, clean cut, a technique so swift and decisive it sent chills down one's spine.

This is not slaughter.

This is simply art.

Even when those wild bulls died, they didn't have time to let out a loud scream.

Shen Tian glanced at the system panel.

[Kill Value: 40]

He showed a satisfied expression.

He spent the entire morning engrossed in the killing, almost forgetting about time and the number of victims.

"Alright."

Shen Tian walked to the water tap.

Unscrew it.

The cool water washed away the bloodstains on my hands.

The red water swirled as it flowed into the sewer.

He took off his blood-soaked apron and casually hung it on the wall.

"Have a meal."

Brother Xiong promptly reminded him.

Only then did the workers dare to breathe heavily.

Watching Shen Tian's departing figure, his eyes were filled with awe.

The strong.

They will receive preferential treatment wherever they are.

The cafeteria was bustling with noise.

Shen Tiangang had just entered the cafeteria.

The previously noisy entrance fell silent for a moment.

Several workers carrying plates out instinctively stepped aside to make way for them.

Even the cafeteria lady whose hands usually trembled like she had Parkinson's disease had wrinkles all over her face when she saw Shen Tian coming over.

"Master Shen is here!"

The spoon in the old lady's hand was as steady as a mountain.

A generous spoonful of braised beef.

This was specially prepared by Brother Xiong in the kitchen.

It has a bright red color and a fragrant aroma.

The workers queuing up next to him almost popped their eyes out.

Their bowls contained only bland cabbage and tofu soup with ordinary pork.

But no one dared to object.

Shen Tian, ​​carrying a overflowing plate, found a seat by the window and sat down.

Swallowing it in large gulps.

The beast's flesh entered his stomach, transforming into a torrent of heat that nourished his parched meridians.

This feels so good.

With each bite, I could feel my strength increasing.

"Brother Shen."

A burly figure blocked the light.

Brother Xiong, carrying a plate, sat down opposite Shen Tian.

He pulled an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pushed it across the table.

The movements were very gentle.

With a hint of probing and ingratiation.

Shen Tian didn't even look up.

The chopsticks continued to swiftly pick up pieces of meat and put them into the mouth.

"I don't smoke."

Brother Xiong wasn't embarrassed at all.

He chuckled, put the cigarette away, and lit one for himself.

Take a deep breath.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Xiong Ge's fleshy face took on a more somber expression.

I won't ask you what your grudge is with that kid today.

"But it seems that kid has quite a background."

"You've crippled his hand; this feud is now sealed."

As Xiong Ge spoke, he observed Shen Tian's expression.

But Shen Tian's face showed nothing but his focus on the food.

"I know."

Shen Tian finally spoke.

He was still chewing meat, and his speech was muffled.

Yet it exudes an air of nonchalance.

Brother Xiong stared at Shen Tian's expressionless face.

The cigarette ash burned down quite a bit without him realizing it, landing on his greasy trousers.

He didn't play it.

This kid is so calm.

His calmness was unsettling.

Shen Tian stuffed the last piece of beef into his mouth.

chew.

Swallow.

He even dipped the steamed bun in the soup to clean the plate.

Not a drop left.

Clang.

The empty plates were left on the table.

Shen Tian picked up a tissue and slowly wiped his mouth.

"Brother Xiong, just say what you have to say."

Shen Tian raised his eyelids, his gaze cold and aloof.

Brother Xiong chuckled twice and stubbed out his cigarette on his plate.

sizzle.

A wisp of smoke rose.

"Brother Shen is a sensible man."

Brother Xiong leaned forward and lowered his voice.

"This slaughterhouse is just a place to make a living; it's for people who have no skills."

"Your knife skills are impressive, and the ruthlessness you showed when you dealt with that kid from the Li family earlier."

"It's not something an ordinary person can train to achieve."

"Brother Shen, please don't think I, Old Xiong, am being nosy."

"This place cannot confine a dragon like you."