Chapter 499 Blood

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It was the smell of human blood, not pig blood, nor chicken blood, but human blood.

He walked forward slowly, and heard many strange and low voices in the village, but all the people he was familiar with disappeared.

"Ah!" A scream tore through the false calm.

A middle-aged woman covered in blood struggled to crawl out of the house halfway. From the outline of the bloody figure, Bai could vaguely recognize that it was his neighbor.

Unfortunately, she fainted in front of the door because of excessive blood loss before she crawled out a few steps. The blood on her body seemed to be slowly flowing in a certain direction in the house.

"There is another one here!" The man in black who was chasing the woman shouted involuntarily after seeing Bai.

"Killing him is the end of it. There are ordinary people who you can't beat with the blood-marked knife?" A cursing voice came from the inner room.

It was a big and strong masked warrior holding an almost identical blood-marked knife.

"Thirteen, believe me, this is really different. Hurry up and ask the boss to gather the others. My blood-marked knife... it's shaking!"

"Are you crazy? How could there be a family bloodline person who can make the blood-marked knife react in such a remote mountain village?" The masked warrior retorted.

Although the masked man called Thirteen was a little unconvinced, he still told the others about this matter as soon as possible, so that the accomplices who were addicted to looting and blood could gather together.

Bai did not stop their gathering, nor did he think of rushing in to save people, because the familiar breathing sounds on weekdays could no longer be heard.

His powerful five senses far beyond ordinary people and his photographic memory allowed him to remember the breathing characteristics of everyone in the village.

He came back too late, and everyone in the village was killed.

"Boy, you already found something wrong outside the village, why did you come in?" The masked man in black, who was the leader, asked in a condescending tone after his men surrounded Bai.

The knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, but he just controlled it with his hand. The large number of his men gave him a false sense of security.

"What is a noble family? What is a bloodline?" Bai, who was still holding the wild rabbit in his hand, asked the other party seriously.

"I am asking you a question!" As he spoke, the leading man pointed out with his left hand, which was not holding the knife, and a red light went straight to Bai's body.

But he just moved his body and dodged the beam by a millimeter, just like he could predict the future.

Unfortunately, the rabbit in his hand was not so lucky. The red beam rubbed its buttocks, burning a thumb-sized piece of hair and skin, and it struggled desperately in pain.

This light aroused some thoughts of Bai.

"Why is there a beam of light?" He lifted the rabbit and let its burnt buttocks face the man in black, "Did you use this to kill people?"

The leading man in black was stunned. He obviously did not expect the other party to have such a reaction.

His group of people slaughtered the entire village, but the boy, the only survivor, was purely curious and asked about his way of killing.

Is that naive or stupid?

The black-clothed leader stared at the other's face, but he could not see any hatred, fear, or sadness in it, as if the ones who died just now were just a few bugs, not his relatives, neighbors, or friends, and the ones in front of him were not enemies, but just a few passers-by.

Bai's cold-bloodedness, coldness, and calmness even made these guys, who had killed more than two dozen people, feel a chill to their bones.

They are cruel and murderous, and can slaughter ordinary people without any psychological burden, but they can never pretend to be indifferent to their enemies at the scene of the death of their relatives and friends.

A person who doesn't care about anything is really terrifying.

"You seem to be curious?" The boy still had no expression.

No one in black answered, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing in silence.

The more the leader of the black-clothed men looked at Bai's eyes, the more frightened he felt, because those deep eyes seemed to be able to see everything hidden deep in his heart, pry into his secrets, and made him think that he couldn't keep this boy.

"No matter what, he is just a wild man who doesn't even know the family and the bloodline. He must have become like this with a little talent."

"Damn it, why don't I have such a talent! If I had that little talent, I wouldn't be..." The leader's heart was full of jealousy and hatred, and he couldn't help but have all kinds of distracting thoughts.

"Don't worry about the family, kill him!!!" He lowered his head, trying not to look at Bai's eyes, and then shouted orders to his men.

He guessed that the young man in front of him should be the bloodline of a superior family who was lost outside, so he had hesitated a little, whether to help him return to the family.

But after seeing those strange eyes without any emotion, the leader of the black-clothed men completely rejected this idea. It was too scary, so he killed him and put an end to it.

"Kill!!!" The people who received the order rushed forward, trying to blend into the crowd, paralyzing themselves with the herd effect, and covering up the anxiety deep in their hearts.

"Are your knives afraid?"

The closer they got to Bai, the more the blood-marked knives in their hands shook, and the few people closest to them couldn't even hold them tightly.

The frequency and amplitude of the shaking of the knife handle were too great. As long as they relaxed a little, the knife would probably fly out and would no longer be under their control.

"Who am I?" Bai's mind suddenly jumped to the question he thought about most, as if the enemies in front of him were nothing but air.

"Die!" A man in black holding a blood-patterned knife roared and slashed at Bai, who was surrounded on all sides.

However, it came to nothing.

Shiro moved outside the encirclement without any warning.

"I always feel that I should be able to kill all of you instantly, but now I don't know why I forgot how to kill you. Can you remind me?"

"You!" If they hadn't read a few books, these men in black would have said "How dare you".

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"The real me in my body seems to be waking up soon."

Some unexplained information began to appear in Bai's memory. He instinctively followed the information and teleported among the crowd to avoid the ubiquitous blades.

"What kind of monster did we encounter... Could it be an old immortal among the bloodliners who is pretending to be young?"

Although the blood pattern knife can enhance the user's combat qualities in all aspects, it has a time limit. Moreover, facing a guy who can teleport infinitely, they really have no confidence how long they can last.

ps: I would like to recommend the book "Tomorrow's Dominators". It is a very interesting book written by a certain big man with a trumpet.