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37. Acute hearing (2)

This place is the truest, ugliest, and most essential part of the glitz. The entire capital has indeed become corrupted.

Walking under the low eaves, using the shadow, a pair of small hands suddenly wiped the moss-covered wall, quickly smearing it on the face, and rubbing it on the body, making it look dirty.

The people living here only have companions and prey in their eyes. If you don’t want to be prey, you must be a companion. Of course, when a wild dog is very hungry, it doesn’t matter whether it is a companion or not.

The blood that had been calm for a long time was a little restless. Xiang Xue caressed the throbbing arteries on the side of his neck. The taste of darkness had been absent for a long time.

Several human voices came from around the corner, which were deliberately lowered and gradually faded away as the clothes rubbed against each other. Xiang Xue pressed against the edge of the wall and turned slightly to the side of forty-five degrees. From the corner of his eye, he could just see the scene happening in front of him.[

There were four or five people, all holding short-handled knives and wearing tattered cloth clothes. The muscles of their arms exposed outside the sleeves were tangled. They were obviously a group of thugs, and judging from their body shape and posture, they were all trained materials.

"Disperse!" the leader shouted, and several people found cover in an instant and set up an ambush.

Xiang Xue raised his eyebrows, it looked like someone was being targeted. Interesting, are they passers-by A, B, B, D, who broke in without knowing whether they were dead or alive, or are they the gangsters?

But the excitement obviously made her forget that in her current appearance, she was also one of those people who didn't know whether to live or die...

Due to the angle, she couldn't see further, and in order not to be noticed, she could only listen to the footsteps with her ears by pressing against the wall.

The air was mixed with the smell of meth, and in this place where the sun didn't shine, it was so sticky that it could stick firmly to the skin. There was silence all around, except for the screams of a few foraging crows.

There was obviously no sound, but the hair on her arms trembled slightly and stood up. An unprecedented sense of depression came to her in waves. What a strong murderous aura!

Those idiots offended the wrong people, and a deep sense of oppression seeped into the air bit by bit.

The sound was like the sound of a paper knife cutting through white paper, the screams were endless, and the strong smell of blood gradually spread, announcing that the place ahead had become the Asura Hell.

"Monster, monster...ah!"

Xiang Xue pressed her face against the damp wall expressionlessly. Her back might have been soaked with sweat, but she couldn't feel it. Her fingers were digging into the moss sticking out of the gap, and her knuckles were sticky and white.

Green moss, a smell of rust.

The last wailing stopped, and time seemed to freeze. The crystal sweat slowly slid down the cheeks, submerged in the mud, and then disappeared.

She adjusted her breathing rate bit by bit, and now there was no room for her fear. Her pulse was controlled very slowly, so light that there was almost no fluctuation.

"come out."

It's the low, childish voice when the voice is changing, mixed with the cold charm. The crisp sound when the steel pipes collide with each other makes people's blood stop for an instant.

Blinking his dry eyes, his fingers suddenly tightened, and his nails were clogged with ugly and disgusting balls of wet moss. The cloth shoes felt rough when rubbed against the stone surface, and the movement of turning around was actually very simple.

His eyes were wide open, and Xiang Xue, who was used to seeing death, took a deep breath at the tragic scene in front of him.

There were corpses all over the ground, and it was even difficult to tell which ones were hands and which ones. The barely intact heads were the only things that could count the "number". Those weird cracks showed that they were all torn apart by life.
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