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Chapter 125 Only Knows How to Kill

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

As Hu Qing's body fell to the ground, a splash of murky water rose up.

The alleyway suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of rainwater sliding down the tiles and hitting the ground.

The sound was monotonous and drawn-out, like a countdown to some kind of death.

Wang Feng slumped to the ground, his eyes wide open as if they were about to burst from their sockets, having forgotten how to scream.

His eyes were fixed on the girl who had suddenly appeared.

She looked no more than seven or eight years old, with a sweet and lovely face.

Her long, blood-red hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching all the way to her waist.

Her slender body was completely naked, except for her red hair which covered her private parts.

Just seconds ago, all these lively people turned into corpses.

Lying haphazardly, limbs twisted, blood diluted by rain into a pink stream that meandered downhill.

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The red-haired girl stood barefoot amidst the corpses, as nonchalantly as if she had stepped on a swarm of ants.

She stuck out her pink tongue and slowly licked away the drop of blood that had splattered on the corner of her mouth.

A blush appeared on her face, adding to her cute and charming appearance.

She seemed to have noticed Wang Feng's gaze.

A pair of wine-red eyes immediately looked over.

Their gazes met.

Wang Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant.

The fear of death surged like a tide, engulfing him from all sides and nearly suffocating him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

"No—don't eat me—please—"

The sound was squeezed out of his throat.

He wanted to escape, but his legs were already beyond his control.

After all, his knee had been pierced by a bullet, with bone fragments and bits of flesh mixed together, and every movement felt like being sawed back and forth by a dull knife.

He could only support himself on his arms and drag his two useless legs, inching backward little by little.

The damp muddy water seeped into his sleeves, icy cold, but it was nothing compared to the chill in his heart.

pat.

A soft sound.

Water splashed on the side of his face.

Wang Feng froze.

He slowly raised his head.

A pair of fair, bare feet stepped into the puddle in front of him, their ankles slender, and a few specks of mud clinging to the insteps.

Going further up.

The girl stood there, head down, her large, round, wine-red eyes looking down at him.

Her eyelashes were long and glistening with fine raindrops; she looked adorable.

Then she smiled.

A familiar voice drifted from those two lips that were still tinged with blood.

Soft, chewy, and crisp, with a hint of coquettish grievance.

"Master, where do you want to go?"

"Are you the thing inside that egg?!"

Wang Feng looked stunned.

It seemed like he had thought of something.

He reached into his clothes.

The oval fossil egg was still there, warm, pressed against his chest.

But when he took it out, he found that the eggshell had cracked with a hole the size of a fist, and the inside was empty, with nothing left.

"Master, would you like some too?"

The girl simply raised her hand, and the eggshell in Wang Feng's hand fell into her palm.

She broke off a piece, popped it into her mouth, and crunched it as if she were eating some kind of crunchy fruit.

"No need—I'm not hungry, you eat it yourself."

"6

Wang Feng's eyelids twitched.

According to the test results, that thing is no different from a stone.

He wouldn't dare put it in his mouth even if you beat him to death.

Upon hearing this...

Without hesitation, the girl ate the eggshell clean in a few bites, then suddenly tilted her head to look at him.

"By the way, I don't have a name yet. Could you give me one, Master?"

Wang Feng was delayed.

He looked into those eyes.

I thought about it.

"Your eyes are beautiful—like red glass, how about Zhu Li? If you're not satisfied, I can change them."

""

After saying that, he stared at the girl, his heart pounding.

If the monster isn't satisfied, it can just kill itself.

"Zhu Li?"

The girl read it aloud once and then smiled.

Then she bent down and kissed him on the cheek.

"I really like this name, thank you, Master."

She straightened up, seemingly noticing Wang Feng's nervousness, and added softly.

"Master, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"7

Wang Feng was taken aback.

Sensing that she meant him no harm, he hesitated for a moment before asking the question that had been on his mind.

"What exactly are you? Why do you call me master? And—can you heal my leg?"

He asked three questions in a row.

"I am not human."

Zhu Li answered the first question readily.

"I don't know what I am, but in my memory, the first person I saw was you, so you are my master."

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After she finished speaking, she looked down at Wang Feng's legs.

"I'm sorry, Master, I can't cure your leg."

"Didn't you say you could give me a life of luxury? You can't even cure my leg, what are you even capable of?"

Upon hearing that his leg was beyond saving, Wang Feng was furious.

"I can kill someone for you."

Zhu Li's voice was calm, as if she were simply saying, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

Wang Feng was taken aback.

His anger was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, extinguishing most of it in an instant.

He then realized what was standing in front of him.

Although she looks like a cute little girl, she is actually a ruthless monster who kills without hesitation. How dare I get angry with her?

But it was precisely those words that calmed him down.

He lowered his head and looked at his two legs, which were now useless.

He remained silent, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

All he did was steal an egg, set a fire, and burn down the laboratory.

Without saying a word, these people came up and crippled his legs.

This is utterly lawless and an abuse of power.

He gritted his teeth.

Since his leg couldn't be cured, he wanted to make these people experience the same pain.

Thinking of this.

He then raised his head.

"Then could you take me away from here and find a hospital to treat my injuries?"

"No problem, Master."

This time, Zhu Li did not refuse, but instead raised her hand and placed it on Wang Feng's shoulder.

next second.

The two figures faded and disappeared from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were at an intersection two streets away.

Then, after a few more flashes, it disappeared completely.

soon.

The bodies of Hu Qing and the armed soldiers were discovered at the alley entrance.

Skin smoothing filters are no trivial matter.

He was already the strongest among the lower-ranking clans.

Even for a mid-level clan, the death of a melee warrior at the Skin-Melting level is a devastating blow.

Therefore, the Hu family intensified their pursuit of Wang Feng, and even issued a wanted notice with a reward.

Unfortunately, they gained nothing.

On the contrary, almost all of the Hu family members who were sent out suffered.

However, these people did not die.

Only his limbs were broken.

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The secret warriors have amazing recovery abilities, far stronger than ordinary people.

However, as long as one has not reached the Bone Tempering Realm.

Even shattered bone injuries cannot be healed. For martial artists, the loss of limbs is equivalent to becoming a useless person, making life worse than death.

"What audacity!"

In the courtyard.

Hu Lin looked at the several Hu clan members on the ground who were screaming in agony.

His face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

In just a few days, apart from the Body Forging Realm martial artists on the outskirts of the Hu family,

The Hu family lost more than a dozen secret martial artists, including three secret martial artists at the Skin Polishing Realm.

To achieve this, the person making the move must at least be at the Bone Tempering Realm level.

He doesn't understand.

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How could someone like that be associated with Wang Feng, let alone oppose his Hu family for that reason?

"Unfortunately, the master is not here. It seems we can only report this situation to higher authorities and ask the Ji family to send someone to help."

Hu Lin's eyes were icy cold.

Although he was branded with a spiritual mark, he also had his own thoughts.

He naturally understood that the situation he was facing was beyond his ability to handle.

This is not the time to show off.

When faced with a problem you can't handle, finding someone to rely on is the right thing to do.

As for the secret medicine points that need to be spent each time a request for help is submitted, they are a painful expense.

However, he could naturally distinguish between the two, whether they were light or heavy.

"whee!"

Just then.

A woman's laughter, as clear as a wind chime, suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

Who's laughing?

Hu Lin frowned, glanced around, and spoke in a cold voice.

He was only halfway through his sentence when he realized that there were only two male members of the Hu clan in the courtyard; where did the woman come from?

puff!

Just then, a chilling sense of danger suddenly descended.

Hu Lin suddenly sprang up and instantly leaped away from his original spot.

puff!

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