Seeing the bad situation, the people around quickly hugged their suitcases and fled in a panic.
“I… I know Lind, but I have nothing to do with him, we only exchanged a few words!” The man was being stepped on by Jiang Si, his chest compressed, almost unable to breathe. He squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.
Jiang Si then lifted her noble foot, allowing him to gasp for air.
The man’s cloudy eyes stared wide at Jiang Si. After recovering, he said, “Lind, he stopped hanging out with us a long time ago. When we occasionally see him, he completely ignores us. I only know that his efficiency in making money is getting higher and higher…”
Did he become a heartless money-making machine because his wife and children were scattered?
“In that case, I’m very interested in your money-making business. Do you want to let me join?” Jiang Si shook her head and asked the person on the ground with a smile.
You clearly harbor ill intentions! No, you openly harbor them!
But could he say no?
However, this person came looking for Lind. It had nothing to do with him anyway. If he did it, he did it. As long as his life was saved, that was fine.
…
Beishui Alley, the location of the “famous” underground black market in the Closed Community. The environment was similar to an urban village, with extremely dense, complex, and dirty buildings, and a very high population density. A casual glance would reveal gazes from all directions.
“I’m somewhat of a target on Xixikeke Street right now, so I don’t really dare to come here. Evil Mr., you directly told me to come to this place, so you have to help me resolve this when the time comes,” Jiang Si said.
Zheng Fan observed as he said, “What? You even know you’re a target? I thought you were fearless.”
“There are many things I’m afraid of, and you know I’m actually timid.” Talking to Zheng Fan, Jiang Si didn’t hide much. “Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is a very basic ability, okay?”
“Whatever, if they come, I’ll kill them,” Zheng Fan’s answer was the same as Jiang Si’s.
Led by the man, they navigated through the maze-like alleys of Beishui Alley and finally entered a building. The narrow, barely one-person wide, and extremely steep stairs perfectly matched Zheng Fan’s impression of such places.
Reaching the third floor, Zheng Fan smelled blood.
Jiang Si’s sensory acuity was not as good as Lin Yilin’s, only slightly better than an ordinary person’s. The reason she could smell blood here was simply because the smell of blood in this area was too strong.
There were no signs, just a door at the corner. As they approached, they could already hear the noisy commotion inside.
A tall, black-clad figure stood at the entrance. As the man approached, he directly reached out to stop him: “sweeper? No entry without enough quota, you should know the rules.”
A sharp, hawk-like gaze swept down, making the man feel like a mouse with nowhere to hide. He bowed and hunched his back, quickly nodding: “I know, sir, I know. I brought a newcomer here…”
He gestured with his eyes towards Jiang Si behind him.
Jiang Si quickly nodded obediently.
“…Are you taking me for a fool?” The doorkeeper was silent for a moment, then blurted out a sentence.
“You’re dressed so well, a person with high spirits, would they come here to buy a life? Tell me, where are you from, Processing Bureau? Those useless police? Or those gangs or firms?”
Saying that, the doorkeeper directly pointed the black muzzle of a gun at Jiang Si.
Jiang Si quickly raised her hands, her face serious: “I am your grandpa.”
Bang!
The doorkeeper pulled the trigger without hesitation, but the bullet hit a tiny red line as soon as it left the muzzle, shattering into pieces.
He was shocked and immediately wanted to retreat to create distance.
“Watch your surroundings, you idiot,” Jiang Si tilted her head slightly and said faintly.
Tear!
When the doorkeeper subconsciously looked behind him upon hearing that, intense pain already filled his entire body. He was cut into several pieces by the silk thread and fell to the ground.
“So much money, go pick up your favorite things, you idiot,” Jiang Si laughed and kicked the man who was staring blankly beside her.
The man repeatedly agreed, picked up his suitcase, and went to collect the doorkeeper’s body parts.
As Jiang Si herself was about to push the door into the casino, a loud bang suddenly erupted inside, followed by various shouts, gunshots, and fighting sounds.
“No way.” Jiang Si quickly pushed open the door and saw a group of people in blue and white clothes capturing people in the casino everywhere.
One side of the wall had been directly breached from the outside. These people must have broken in from there.
Blue and white uniform, hydrangea emblem on the shoulder.
Zheng Fan had heard about these people from Lin Yilin.
Shenlai Firm. One of the only two large firms on Xixikeke Street. To be precise, they were not entirely considered to be from Xixikeke Street, because their influence had already extended beyond Xixikeke Street to other Grey Districts.
Lin Yilin described this firm as — “quite clean.”
A somewhat strange description, but considering the situation of the Grey Districts in Dadu, it could be said to be quite impressive.
They had little contact with gangs and were enthusiastic about handling various gang-related commissions. They could be said to be the bane of gangs on Xixikeke Street.
As a force that suppressed gang power, they also received support from Dadu and were very close to the Processing Bureau.
Thinking about this, Zheng Fan became a little anxious.
Although he didn’t know why this super large firm had attacked, if they leveled this nameless casino with their skill, wouldn’t the Binary Little Sister’s commission fall through?
They had already completed most of it, just short of bringing Lind back to enjoy the commission.
Lind, although I don’t know if you’re here, if you are, you must hold on and not die!
“Oh, Shenlai Firm, this is good. They dislike Killing demons the most,” Jiang Si’s shadow suddenly spoke.
“What’s wrong here again? Do you still have a conflict with them?”
“When I first became a Killing demon, I almost died at their hands. Some of them would interfere in things for personal will even without a commission, including hunting down Killing demons,” Jiang Si quickly replied.
Zheng Fan moved through the chaotic casino. Chips were scattered on the ground, and the strong smell of blood almost ruined one’s nose.
He picked up a piece of bright red and white chip and looked at it, confirming that it was made of flesh and blood.
The processing method was quite clever.
“Jiang Si?” Suddenly, someone seemed to recognize Jiang Si and shouted loudly.
Zheng Fan looked back and saw a young girl, also not very old. She pulled two knives from the body of a casino staff member on the ground, flicked them twice to shake off the blood, and the tips of the knives gleamed with cold light.
She had wavy short hair with dark blue highlights, glittering star stickers on her face, and blue-gray eyes that were not her natural color but contact lenses. She looked like a very fashionable girl, but compared to her proper uniform, she seemed a bit out of place.
“Xila…” Jiang Si said in a deep voice.
“How old are you all? Being a Killing demon and working for a firm at the same time, you’ve really made it in this life.” Zheng Fan looked at the girl in front of him; she seemed even younger than Jiang Si?
Lin Yilin said she just graduated from college last year, Jiang Si is younger than Lin Yilin, and if this girl is even younger than Jiang Si…
“Are you also working for this casino? It’s indeed a job that suits a Killing demon’s preferences. Well, then, let’s all die here together.” Xila gripped her two knives and took a stance.
“I want to say something,” Jiang Si raised her hand.
“Last words? Go ahead.”
“Did you fail to get into college and come to work at the firm, or did you have ideals and would rather drop out of school to work at the firm?” Jiang Si asked with a sincere expression.
Xila: “…”
She paused, not understanding what the other party suddenly meant by asking that.
“You illiterate from the Violent World, do you even have the nerve to ask me if I got into college?!” Then she suddenly broke down.
“Looks like you didn’t get in.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Si took a step back, just managing to dodge Xila’s charging horizontal slash.
“She actually called me illiterate?! My dad personally taught me to read, I’m not illiterate!” Jiang Si’s shadow fluctuated violently. This girl didn’t know where she had been poked.
Ignoring her foul language, Zheng Fan controlled Jiang Si’s body, flicked a finger, and red threads continuously pierced out, colliding with Xila’s two knives, repeatedly producing sparks and metallic clanging sounds.
“Her violence index is quite high. After being with Lin Yilin for so long, I thought everyone was just bronze.”
However…
Jiang Si clapped her hands: “Not bronze, just barely silver.”
Xila’s pupils contracted, and her body rapidly retreated. Countless red threads pierced out from the ceiling and the ground. The surrounding casino equipment was instantly cut into pieces. Xila parried the approaching threads while dodging, occasionally getting grazed and bleeding, cold sweat pouring down her face.
How is this possible? Is this the growth potential of a Killing demon?
Just two months ago, she could still chase her around…
Tear!
A thread suddenly slashed, piercing her arm. Just as it was about to twist and shatter her entire arm, a figure quickly swept past, cutting off the red line and blocking all the red lines coming from the front.
“Xila, what’s going on?” A man also in uniform, with a chiseled face, put away his sword and stood in front of Xila, asking. He looked somewhat ethereal and had a serious demeanor.
“Teacher He… it’s the Red Line Killer Jiang Si. She appeared here, it should be related to this casino,” Xila immediately replied, covering the wound on her arm.
“The Killing demon from two months ago? Impossible…” Teacher He frowned slightly, scrutinizing Jiang Si with a careful gaze.
Aside from that somewhat annoying smiling face, nothing else could be seen. The color of her eyes and the marks on her face were not particularly special features.
It was just that the growth rate was too fast. This tyrannical aura, the smell of blood, was already as mature as it could be.
What did the Red Line Killer experience in these two months?
Just as he raised his sword and stood ready, and Jiang Si was also preparing to meet the “old one” from the “little one came, then the old one” scenario.
Both of their expressions changed simultaneously.
The scattered chips on the ground, all the flesh and blood remnants around, all rose in temperature, turning red, scorching hot.
Then they exploded.
Boom!
