"With Brother Rhodes taking action, it should be safe now, right?"

Butch and the remaining four people gathered together and hid in a house that was originally a coffee shop to hide from the rain.

Humans are, after all, a group animal.

When people stay together in groups, the feeling of being in the group will dispel fear and add some courage in vain.

This made these people feel a little relaxed, and they dared to chat and relieve their uneasy mood.

"That's sure to be stable."

Butch said hatefully: "If he falls into my hands, I will make him worse than death. Dig out his eyes, chop off his lower body, and then put him in a cage with the dirty blood beast."

"I just didn't expect that kid actually..."

The members of the Black Blood Gang couldn't help but think of their dead companions again, and their hearts were chilling.

If they had known Anle had such strength before, they would not have followed Butch no matter what.

No matter how much money you give, you only have one life!

But now, it's too late.

“Tick…tick…tick…”

Raindrops fell from the sky, and the white rain curtain covered the world, and also covered many sounds that should have been noticed.

Someone in the coffee shop sighed: "It's really a heavy rain..."

"yes."

A younger brother responded subconsciously.

As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong... This accent sounds so strange?

And when the man turned around, a crowbar was swinging straight towards his throat.

"Uh! Hoh... Hoh..."

Blood splattered.

The large blood vessels on the neck were torn, showing a cruel scene like a slit throat.

This member of the Black Blood Gang covered his neck tightly and made an old bellows-like panting sound from his mouth.

He wanted to stop the blood and the passing of life, but that was only in vain.

"What!?"

Butch and others suddenly turned around and were sprayed with blood splashed out.

Only then did they realize that An Le had quietly walked in from the back door of the coffee shop, and in front of them, they killed another person openly!

at this time.

Anle's clothes were wet with the rain, but there were still extremely obvious blood stains that could not be washed away.

Most of this is the remains of Anle's splash after breaking his throat with a crowbar.

In fact, Anle chose to kill in this way simply because she thought it was convenient and fast, and could not make the deceased speak out, which was not a special hobby or preference.

If you are called "throat slash expert", it would be too unfair.

It's funny to say.

Butch, who was just talking about how to deal with Anle, now she was like a little chicken with her neck pinched, unable to say a word.

Moreover, they clearly have the advantage in numbers, with four to one, but no one dares to launch the attack first.

——These people have been scared.

"I just heard, you want me...how do you do to me?"

Anle chuckled.

The smile can even be called "affectional", but once the blood on his body and the crowbar in his hand are connected together, it will only make people tremble and feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The rain and blood did not affect the beauty of his face at all.

On the contrary, the temperament of Anle is even more strange, like an angel falling into hell.

"No...don't kill me!"

At this time, the strong black man finally collapsed. While screaming in horror, he ran towards the heavy rain in panic.

Butch's escape was like a signal.

The other Black Blood Gang members completely lost the desire to resist, threw down their weapons and fled in scattered them.

Anle ignored the escape of these people, and just walked into the rain curtain silently and chased after Butch was running away.

‘I don’t like killing people, you guys are forcing me…’

*******

A heavy rain poured.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier before I knew it.

The vast white water vapor seemed to occupy the entire city, causing the treacherous emptiness and silence that were usually treacherous.

Butch was running wildly under such a heavy rain.

This strong black man who was hated and even feared by the residents of the slums all day long lost his usual decency and arrogance. He fled in a panic under the torrential rain like a dog.

Just because...

The footsteps that rang behind him!

"Tread, stomp..."

Once again, accompanied by the sound of rain splashing, it is accurate and elegant, reminding people of the steady movement of mechanical clocks.

The clock records the countdown to Butch's life!

‘Crazy! He is definitely a madman!’

Butch screamed in horror in his heart.

Who would kill someone like this with a smile?

It seems like doing nothing but a trivial thing, like picking off a weed in the garden?

besides......

Eyes!

In any case, Butch could not drive Anle from his mind the look of his eyes watching him.

Greedy, cold, excited... clearly in the depths of your eyes, full of such emotions, but on the surface it is extremely gentle and friendly.

Just like-

A monster, wearing a human mask!

‘Monster, yes!’

Butch suddenly woke up.

'Actually he is not a happy person, but a monster in human skin!'

He once heard that there was an existence called "The Wandering Shadow" that could quietly devour the souls of ordinary people and replace them.

Anle must have been "eated" by similar monsters.

Therefore, when facing a gap beyond understanding, human beings are always willing to deify them, as if they can get spiritual comfort in this way.

But, even if you recognize the nature of the other monster, what can you do?

Butch was still running wildly.

After all, he is just an ordinary person, and even if his physique is stronger than that of ordinary people, he is still very strong.

As the rain continues to wash away, coupled with the nerves that are already on the verge of collapse.

Butch gradually lost strength, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, becoming heavier and heavier.

And the opposite is.

The footsteps following behind him were getting closer and clearer.

finally.

In a panic, Butch fled into an alley.

He really couldn't run anymore.

There is a huge trash can in the alley, with sewage flowing everywhere, and a rotten body is undulating next to it.

Butch saw it as if he saw a life-saving straw, and hid in in a hurry.

"Dong!Dongdong!"

In the small space, Butch could only hear his rapid heartbeat and the drizzling rain outside.

The stench lingers on the tip of the nose.

The wet and cold short sleeves were pressed against the body, and the biting coldness was oozing.

Butch didn't dare to move, and tried his best to suppress his breathing.

After a moment, the footsteps of the stool-like maggots disappeared.

The outside world seems to be calm.

After waiting for a while, Butch thought with hope: ‘Is it…he left?’

He raised his head slightly, trying to look out through the gap in the trash can.

But in the gap, he only saw-
Chapter completed!