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[51] Qualifications required for killing

[The silver moon in the sky emits a cool and somewhat sad glory.

The moonlight shone on the bluestone path in the deep alley. The originally green path was reflected with pale light, and it seemed like white bones were paved on the road.

“Uh….”

"demon....."

"No......No..."

Somewhere in the deep alley, continuous moans and pleading sounds rang out.

Under the moonlight, five people were lying in a row. They fainted, and some of them were left with only the strength to tremble and breathe.

The scene in front of him can be described as hell - the five people had bruises on their heads, the flesh of their hands was cut open, the tendons were exposed, there was no nail, only naked flesh, the back of their hands was pierced by a dagger, and the sharp blade of the dagger was inserted into the crack of the bluestone, nailing them to the ground tightly.

Moreover, there was also bloody between their legs.

"The devil... spare me!"

In the deep alley, the man with a moxie hairstyle stepped back step by step, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

A boy ahead of him.

Black hair and red eyes, wearing a black windbreaker, holding a sharp dagger in his right hand, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"There must be sanctioned. After all, you have done too much to so many cute little sisters."

The black-haired boy said with a smile, but the man sitting on the ground slowly retreated seemed to be like a devil's smile.

"Please stop... By the way! You can suck my tendons... Please don't ruin me..."

Tears shed in his eyes. If the young man's knife turned into a eunuch, it would be even more painful than death.

Even if he doesn't use his hands all his life, he doesn't want to be castrated.

"That's it..."

The boy looked at his consideration and narrowed his blood-red pupils slightly.

"Are you willing to spare me?...I'm willing to change my life in the future..."

The man with a moxie hairstyle saw the boy's hesitation and couldn't help but raise his shoulders slightly, looking at him with excitement and said.

"Puchi--"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in the boy's hand flew over like a ghost and directly inserted it between the man's legs.

"Ah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Bloodshots splashed, and he immediately knelt on the ground, clamped his legs, and let out a pig-killing wail in pain.

"No...No..."

Tears flowed out of his eyes, curled up and trembling in despair.

Perhaps for him, mental damage is more than physical damage.

"Bang--"

The boy walked forward, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up. He grabbed the boy's hand and twisted his body in pain.

Holding his neck, the boy's red eyes were filled with blood-red light.

"There are only people who are qualified to hurt people, only people who are not afraid of harm, and only people who are qualified to kill people, only people who are ready to be killed."

Under the moonlit night, he coldly glanced at the man stained with blood in his lower body and said word by word.

Then, flip your fingers, raise your hand, and cut it towards the man's hand--

......

“Those scattered…”

After searching for his area, Aaron did not receive any information from his accomplices for a long time.

He was a little puzzled. Why didn't anyone contact him for so long? Logically speaking, they should have searched all the areas at this time, and someone should have contacted him.

Aaron slowly walked into the alley, and at this time, his cell phone rang.

It is a prompt to receive a text message.

"Tsk, is it finally here?"

He turned on his phone with an unhappy look, and his pupils shrank.

This is a MMS message with only one photo on it.

In the photo, the six men of the Night Crazy Ghost were lying on the ground in a row, with bruised heads and blood stained with lower bodies. The tendons of the hand were picked and the nails were stripped off. The sharp blade nailed their hands to the ground.

He held the photo tightly, his hands trembled violently, and then a terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"interesting....."

A dark and terrifying sound sounded at the entrance of the deep alley.]

......

Standing on the top of the stone walls of the deep alley, the black windbreaker danced with the wind, and I calmly waited for the arrival of the last prey.

I have sent him a message just now and he will come here.

According to the information given to me by the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce, this Aaron is a guy with a high self-esteem and cannot be challenged.

If he lies with him, he may not come if he becomes suspicious.

The best challenge book is to directly post a photo to let him see his miserable situation.

"Now there is only the last prey left."

I whispered slowly, and pulled out the last dagger from the dagger clip, and turned the dagger to wait for Ah Long to arrive.

Just when I was waiting a little bored, I suddenly noticed that a figure came slowly at the other end of the alley.

She was wearing a black fur robe, naked chest exposed, bald head, and full of tattoos.

His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and tyranny, and he held a three-foot-long saber in his hand. Of course, I also noticed the pistol at his waist.

It's still here, Aaron, the leader of the Night Crazy Ghost.

The former intermediate figure of the Chamber of Commerce was ruthless and good at using guns.

Now I am not in the best state of natural awakening, but incomplete awakening state of awakening by drug awakening.

Most of the others in the Nightmare Ghost are scumbags in the mafia, and the one in front of him should not be underestimated, he is a real mafia.

"Here you come."

I stood on the top of the alley and said slowly to him.

"You killed them?"

He looked at me who was on the high ground and asked coldly.

"That's right."

I admitted it, then kicked my feet, stepped on the wall, and landed in the alley ahead of him.

Standing face to face with him, not far from twenty meters away.

"It's not bad... I probably know who you are... sixteen years old, with black hair and red eyes... you are the tenth generation of Dark Moon."

Aaron said slowly, and he actually knew my identity, which surprised me a little.

"Well, I am the tenth generation - Shen Ji."

Since he guessed it right, I don't want to deny it either.

"Is God Ji?... In the past, we all said that you were a waste in the Chamber of Commerce... I didn't care about you too much. Now, have you been trained by the Chamber of Commerce?"

Aaron walked step by step and asked me slowly.

It seems that he doesn't know the second personality.

People without talent, no matter how they train or have a gap with geniuses, I am not just training all the time, the key is that I have a high talented second personality that is completely different from the first personality.

"It's almost the same... Actually, sanctioning you is also a training."

I said with a weird smile.

That's right, the Chamber of Commerce didn't regard you very well at all, it's just the target of my training.

"The Chamber of Commerce is so arrogant... Do you look down on me so much?"

When he heard what I said, he was indeed clenched in anger with his fists, his eyes turning red.

"Then...If I kill the young master, I should be able to let them see my strength..."
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