From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

The naive Beryl siblings may not know that those who cooperate with the United States generally do not have a good ending.

Those seemingly high bounties have often already been emptied by various Smith agents.

After they have gone through countless hardships to escape the pursuit, they often find that the bureaucratic buck-passing and inefficiency of American bureaucracy is more suffocating than the pursuit by gangsters.

The poor brother never imagined that he was just a pawn used and discarded in Will's lies.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

Beryl's brother looked at Ye Xiao with confusion and fear, afraid that he would be deceived again.

"It means exactly what it says: I can help one of you escape."

Ye Xiao's expression was indifferent, and he swept his gaze over the brother and sister like a god.

"But on the condition that you tell me exactly what happened here."

"real!?"

Upon hearing this, the boy's face stiffened, and a deep fear welled up in his eyes, as if he had remembered something terrifying. He looked excitedly at Beryl beside him.

"I, I..."

Beryl's expression changed slightly, a bad feeling creeping over her, and she quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Thomas, no!"

"Sir, please spare my brother, he's badly injured."

"..."

Thomas, who was still trembling, gradually calmed down and said in a hoarse voice.

"Beryl, you can go out now."

"elder brother!"

"If you don't want to die here right now, get out!"

"!"

Beryl turned deathly pale, as if struck by lightning.

Seeing Thomas's resolute gaze, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and staggered out of the RV.

Someone came out?

Eto Ken, who was standing guard outside the door, quickly turned around, only to see Beryl crying her eyes out.

Upon seeing this, Kenjiro Eto clenched his fists in anger.

That bastard!

He also said that he wasn't that kind of person!

What happened to gathering clues?!

"Miss, are you alright?"

Eto Ken walked up with a solemn expression and said softly, "I'm sorry, I've wronged you."

Beryl, like a startled rabbit, quickly dodged away from Eto Ken, her eyes wary.

"I... I came here with the person inside."

Kenjiro Eto didn't know how to explain, so he could only force a reassurance: "But don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Can you tell me what exactly happened inside?"

Beryl frowned slightly, and when she saw Ken Eto quietly take out the same police badge, she explained in a low voice.

"I...I was kicked out."

Oh, so you were kicked out. That's good.

"But my brother is still inside."

No, what did you say?

Kenjiro Eto stared wide-eyed in disbelief, unable to believe what he had just heard.

So, Ye Xiao, you like this kind of thing, huh?

"It's a demon; a man-eating monster is hiding here."

Thomas's voice trembled: "I was originally an attendant to Mark, the camp leader."

"Yesterday, while delivering something, I saw a tall, white-faced black man in a room covered in strange markings. He, he..."

Thomas hesitated for a moment, his expression growing increasingly fearful.

"He's eating people! Sir, I swear, he really is eating people!"

"Rick, Tal, Acaster... all those people in Seattle were eaten by that monster."

"Mr. Mark said he lost something very important and needs that cannibal to get it back."

"The price is that he will be given a young woman every day."

By this point, Thomas's eyes were filled with despair.

"Beryl has been chosen?"

Ye Xiao subconsciously looked out the car window and asked in a cold voice.

"Um……"

Thomas nodded emphatically: "That's why I risked contacting Mr. Will, but I didn't expect to be discovered and have to hide here."

"Sir, I beg you, even if you can only save one person, please rescue Beryl!"

Thomas struggled to pull a bunch of crumpled US dollars from the corner of the RV.

"This is all my hidden savings, please give it to me!"

"That depends on you."

Upon hearing this, Thomas stared wide-eyed in shock, as if struck by lightning.

He slowly raised his head and found that Ye Xiao's fair and thin face had a hint of murderous intent, but his eyes remained calm and clear, like the bright moon in the sky.

"Are you willing to trade your life for Beryl's, and the lives of the other innocent people here?"

"Thump!"

Ye Xiao's words struck Thomas's heart like a heavy hammer.

A hint of fear flickered in his eyes, and unease was almost written all over his face.

"Sir, what are you saying?"

"Is it even possible for someone like me?"

"Of course, if you're willing."

I don't know if the dizziness was caused by excessive blood loss.

In Thomas's eyes, Ye Xiao was like a legendary god.

He desperately wanted to speak, but felt as if his throat was almost glued shut, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

As his consciousness faded with the loss of blood, Thomas mustered his last bit of strength and resolutely reached out his hand to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao calmly opened his hand, and a green seed was floating in his palm!

Since these guys are going around dressing up as Seattle Superman and trying to ruin their own reputation.

Ye Xiao didn't mind, hoping to have more real superheroes in the world.

[Giving a common green seed—resentment]

A curtain of light opened up in front of us.

Ye Xiao clearly noticed that Thomas's originally pale face quickly turned bright red.

His eyes widened, and his shriveled body seemed to inflate, returning to its original state.

These seeds have power!

……

In the dark basement.

The sacred statue hung upside down, casting a long shadow on the ground, which looked somewhat eerie.

On the open ground covered with strange magic circles, a voluptuous Latina woman lay on the ground, seemingly unconscious, her stiff body being violently manipulated by people.

His dark brown eyes stared blankly at the upside-down statue.

"How boring, another one died."

The burly black man who had killed John earlier stood up irritably.

His eyes were fierce, he was shirtless, his face was painted with a strange white smiley face, and he wore a pair of white gloves, looking like a monster that had stepped out of a horror movie.

"McGee, you're really wasting your talent."

Mark, the person in charge, stood on the spiral staircase leading to the basement, his brows furrowed and his expression showing some dissatisfaction.

"You know what? This woman can earn me at least ten thousand dollars a month."

"That's ten thousand dollars!"

"So what?"

McGee defiantly grabbed the woman, bit her neck hard, and with a violent shake of his head, tore off a large chunk of bloody flesh.

The poor woman's body began to convulse violently, eliciting a desperate scream from those around her.

"Pah, the women in this state are stinky, not as good as those in Utah."

"As long as you can make sure I'm fed, you can kill whoever you want."

"You'd better be able to do that."

Upon hearing this, Mark's face immediately darkened.

Damn it, if it weren't for that idiot McCann losing the token...

Why did Mark go to such lengths?