bookrandom Chapter 361 Bloody Aftertide
Chapter 361 Bloody Aftertide
Chapter 361 Bloody Aftertide
Seconds Zone, Seven Ring Fan, Tavern 1073, th Street, District .
Kanisa, who was in pain all over, tried her best to raise her head and look at the person in front of her.
"You've grown up. You actually ran away without saying a word and joined the new boss. Do you think our gang won't take it seriously?" The leader of the Edelweiss gang raised his leather boots and kicked the girl again.
Kanisa curled up with a groan of pain. Besides fear, she also felt very strange.
Normally, the presence or absence, life or death of a little mouse would not attract the attention of the gang at all. After all, too many people die every day in the gray zone in winter.
But he just sneaked back, intending to take some inconspicuous helpers with him, but he was quickly spotted and captured.
This is very, very wrong. The girl came to a conclusion in her mind that perhaps this matter was not directed at her, but at her boss, Misle Fan!
Another wave of pain came from the head. The leader of the Edelweiss faction grabbed Kanisa's hair and said to the girl with a bruised face.
"A little mouse should stay in the gutter. Why does he run out to die? Isn't it better to live?"
He smiled grimly, "Do you still want to live?"
Kanisa nodded with difficulty. Her good days had just begun and she was unwilling to die here.
I must survive!
"Then do us a favor." The leader of the Edelweiss Party asked, "You can find a way to lure Misr Van here, and we won't bother with you, a rat in the gutter."
"Don't even think about running away or colluding with him. Just eat this thing."
The Edelweiss boss forced a scarlet, smelly mass into Kanissa's mouth and forced her to swallow it, then smiled a sinister smile.
"If you don't want to live a life worse than death, just follow my instructions. Maybe after you have performed meritorious service, you will be rewarded by your master."
Leaving Kanisa behind, the leader of the Edelweiss sect turned around and knelt down in front of another person. His tone suddenly became humble, "Master Priest, the plan will definitely succeed!"
“No sinner can escape the punishment of the Lord!”
A blood-red hem of a dress hung down on the side of the chair, and the person sitting there with his hands spread out reflected a ray of light in the dimness, which was the reaction of the oil lamp on his scalp.
"No sinner will escape, especially...Misr Fan who hurt the Lord!"
The bald monk in a red robe whispered viciously. If Fan Wei was there, he would definitely recognize him.
This person's appearance is exactly like the group of cultists under the Demon Lord of Blood.
It has been mentioned before that the Blood Cultists are particularly active in the Northern Empire, and this is their base camp, but what is puzzling is that the Blood Lord has obviously been killed by Antila.
But his followers are still active.
It turned out that this red-robed monk was planning to take revenge on Fan Wei.
Kanisa felt as if the foreign object she had just swallowed had taken root in her abdomen. Waves of pain spread throughout her body, and a feeling of despair rose in her heart.
She was too weak, just like a little mouse, who would be crushed if she was not careful in the fight between the giants.
Is there really no hope?
Just when the girl was in despair, a voice suddenly came from the door, "Boss, there's a situation. There's news from our spies that Misr Fan is here!"
"What?" The boss of Edelweiss Pie was startled. How could it be so fast?
Thinking of the level 60 warrior charging in, his confidence completely disappeared, and he quickly turned his gaze to the red-robed monk, asking for help.
"Don't panic, let her go and proceed as planned."
A cunning look appeared in the monk's eyes, "Misr Fan will be killed without a burial place!"
Kanisa was thrown out. The tavern was now empty. No one was more aware of any disturbance than those at the bottom of the food chain. Those who received the news or felt that the atmosphere was not right had already run away.
The girl walked out slowly, her heart in a mess.
She was even a little disillusioned, wishing that nothing had happened and that she was still just the little mouse hiding in the elevator, stealing from passers-by's wallets, struggling every day to make ends meet.
There is no happiness of yesterday, and no fear of today.
It turns out that people are still afraid of death. When faced with unexpected situations, their courage disappears completely.
Kanisa took a deep breath and cheered herself up. Mr. Misr was her boss, and she should be loyal to him! Even if, even if she died without a burial place!
Maybe she should just commit suicide here, so that she wouldn't suffer much and the boss would be alerted.
If I had known yesterday, I should have been more willful and asked Mr. Cabren for his autograph... and eaten more of the food made by the boss... and now I don’t even have the chance to regret it.
The girl felt a stinging pain as if worms were drilling into her flesh, and her eyes were blurry as thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind.
"What's wrong with you, Kanisa?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came in her ear, which scared the girl. She turned her head and saw Fan Wei who appeared out of nowhere.
"Boss? When did you come?"
"Just now, I was worried about alerting you and hurting you, so I used invisibility." Fan Wei held the ring given by Irene in his hand.
"Invisible... No! Run, boss! They are leading you here!"
Fan Wei still lacked experience in life at the bottom of society, so he went invisible near the pub. However, the entire block, alley intersections, market stalls, and even among the pedestrians were all spies of the gang.
Edelweiss Pie knew about his coming in advance.
"It's a trap." Still calm, Fan Wei grabbed Kanisa's hand and made a quick decision, "Let's leave here first."
"Leaving? Too late!"
A fierce voice came from upstairs. The bald monk was standing on the second floor of the tavern. "This is the hunting ground carefully prepared for you! When you show up, you will be dead for sure!"
To deal with a strong man, the trap must not be small.
In fact, as long as Fan Wei stepped into the tavern, he would be trapped! Kanisa, this little mouse, was just an insignificant trigger.
"By the way, say goodbye to the lives of your subordinates in despair!"
With a sinister smile, the bald monk stretched out his hand to Kanisha, and with a loud bang, blood splattered everywhere. He did not take the girl seriously at all.
It directly detonated the flesh and blood seed hidden in the girl's body, turning her into a bomb!
Caught off guard, Fan Wei was affected by the shock wave of the explosion, but compared to the damage, Kanisa's eyes, which once had a little light, dimmed in the blood.
It brought even greater pain and anger.
Despicable and inhumane means! Full of the smell of rottenness and foul smell! Fan Wei really disliked it.
So, he has to use the knife!