Chapter 194 Fisherman
“Bang!”
A headless body fell to the ground, blood gushing from its neck.
The bloody head rolled around a few times, and there was still traces of fear before death in the eyes.
In the reflection of those dead eyes, one could see the relatively warm bodies of gang members lying on the ground.
“Tick-tock…tick-tock…”
The sticky blood flowed along the curved blade, dripping onto the cold ground.
The hand holding the knife had also been stained with blood, and the palm and the handle had a sticky and slippery feeling.
In the entire Black Tiger Gang, only half of the gang leaders are still alive.
The reason why it was half was because both of his legs were chopped off while he was running away, and his body rolled several times on the bloody ground, but his two legs remained where they were.
"bite……"
The two knives slowly crossed each other, and the sound seemed to come from hell.
Ah Fu endured the severe pain and crawled on the ground with his two hands. His face was in agony and he crawled with great difficulty, like a wriggling worm, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.
But when he had only crawled more than ten meters, Su Xia walked up to him, looking down at him with cold and condescending eyes.
Ah Fu was desperate. He raised his head and asked with difficulty: "Who asked you to kill me? Can you at least let me know your name?"
"Oh, no one."
"What?"
"I just came here to ask a question, you give me an answer, and then I'll leave."
"ah?"
Ah Fu trembled all over. Wasn’t the other party here to destroy the Black Tiger Gang?
But just now on that phone call, this person clearly said...
wrong……
The man just answered with a "hmm" in a very indifferent tone. It seemed that he was too disdainful to communicate with the guy who leaked the information.
Ah Fu’s eyes widened. Did all his brothers die in vain?
"You...what do you want to know?"
"Where does the sugar water come from?"
"Just this question?" Ah Fu's mind was buzzing. This question was too simple. Almost all gangs in the slums knew about it. It was not a secret.
Just for this, they killed so many people over a disagreement?
Su Xia nodded: "Well, it's just this question."
"If I tell you, will you let me go?"
"Can."
“…”
Now that things have come to this, with his life in the other party's hands, Ah Fu dares not hide anything.
He explained in detail.
There is no base for producing sugar water in this slum. All the sugar water is transported from other places, and the person in charge of connecting with them is a middle-aged man code-named "Fisherman".
The fisherman does not live underground. He lives above ground, in a two-story building in the center of the slum.
"He...he is right here, look..."
Ah Fu took out a map with trembling hands, spread it out, and pointed out a small dot with his blood-stained hands.
This map is rough but very valuable. It depicts all the large and small passages, secret doors, power divisions, etc. in the entire slum.
Even the Coral City officials cannot produce such a map because they don't want to care about the slums at all.
"Okay, I'll take this map with me." Without waiting for his consent, Su Xia bent down to pick up the map and put it away carefully, planning to make a more convenient virtual map based on this map when he has time.
Then he asked some other questions and found out the location where the Black Tiger Gang stored their supplies.
The gangs in this slum are really poor. Their greatest wealth is the dozens of guns scattered on the ground.
Gangs often fight with each other, bloody incidents occur from time to time, and gunshots can be heard almost every day.
In order to maintain their own territory, the leaders of these gangs dare not relax. Once they have money, they immediately buy guns and ammunition to increase their manpower. They have very few ways to make money, just selling sugar water and running some flesh trades.
Unlike those wandering mercenaries in the wilderness, the gangs here want sustainable development, so they won't exhaust all resources.
"These guns are OK. They can be used just fine."
Su Xia didn't mind. No matter how small a mosquito leg was, it was still meat, and every penny earned was a penny earned.
He picked up the guns on the ground one by one, wiped the blood off them, and then put them away one by one.
Under Ah Fu's shocked gaze, one gun after another disappeared from Su Xia's hands, as if they were sent to another dimension by him.
"What kind of ability is this?" He had been a local tyrant in the underground slums for a long time. Although he knew that the undead had arrived, he was not familiar with the concept of storage space.
Su Xia did not answer. After putting away all the guns, he came to Ah Fu holding a dagger.
The knife flashed with a cold light, and the meaning was self-evident.
Ah Fu turned pale and shouted, "You said you wouldn't kill me!"
"How can you expect a killer to keep his word?"
"you……"
Before he could finish his words, his head left his neck.
At this point, the entire Black Tiger Gang was wiped out.
The scene was bloody and only two people were left alive.
One was Su Xia, and the other was Wu Xiaolong lying on the ground.
Perhaps it was because Ah Fu's desperate cry before his death was too loud, Wu Xiaolong's body actually trembled a few times, his eyelids twitched, and he temporarily woke up from his coma, and his eyes barely opened a slit.
He smelled the strong smell of blood, moved his fingers, and touched the cold and sticky blood.
"Blood...so much blood..."
He turned his head with difficulty, and with a shudder in his heart, he saw countless fallen bodies.
If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected has happened to the Black Tiger Gang.
“Da…da…da…”
Wu Xiaolong heard footsteps, the sound coming from far away.
Su Xia's tall figure stopped in front of him, holding a bloody scimitar in one hand, and his body was covered in blood, like a butcher who had just finished slaughtering a beast.
Wu Xiaolong's idea of joining the Black Tiger Gang was cut off by the butcher's knife.
He is now too seriously injured. If no one saves him, he will die soon.
"Water, water, I want to drink water..."
Maybe it was due to excessive internal bleeding, but Wu Xiaolong felt very thirsty. His cracked lips slightly opened as he weakly begged Su Xia.
But Su Xia said nothing and did nothing.
He just took a look, then walked past it indifferently, letting its health bar decrease little by little, and walked towards a motorcycle.
"Don't go, don't go, save me...save me..."
Wu Xiaolong was extremely panicked. He used all his strength to shout hoarsely, and his body and limbs shook desperately, as if he wanted to get up and walk away with Su Xia.
But he couldn't even turn over, as if all the bones in his body were broken, let alone get up.
“Don’t go, don’t go…”
He could only beg again and again, feeling extremely remorseful.
Su Xia killed the entire Black Tiger Gang as if nothing had happened. His calm expression was exactly the same as when he had killed more than a dozen people in front of the repair shop before. It was obvious that he had not reached his limit at all.
Even Ah Fu, the powerful leader of the Black Tiger Gang, could not pose any threat to him.
When he was on the verge of death, Wu Xiaolong lay in a pool of cold blood, full of regret and despair.
If he had known the result would be like this, he would never inform the Black Tiger Gang and would just cling to Su Xia tightly.
“Buzz——”
The engine roared again and the car body vibrated.
Su Xia got on the motorcycle, put on goggles, and rode towards an exit marked on the map.
He quickly disappeared at the end of the passage, leaving behind only a thick black exhaust gas and Wu Xiaolong's health bar slowly returning to zero.
After driving for more than ten minutes, Su Xia arrived at a deserted area.
Above his head was a large oval manhole cover, and on the concrete wall beside him were nailed steel ladders for climbing.
As soon as he thought about it, the manhole cover slowly moved away, revealing the dim night world above.
"call……"
Su Xia let out a long breath, accepting the cool breeze and fresh air sent from the ground world.
This underground world is a maze, dark, depressing, dirty and chaotic. Most of the time, you can't even straighten your back. If you stay in there for too long, you might even have mental problems.
He jumped suddenly and jumped out of the well.
Then he waved his hand, and the rugged motorcycle slowly rose, passed through the wellhead, and gently came to the ground.
It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening.
Looking around, the low slums were dark with only a few lights scattered around.
Su Xia started the motorcycle again, and drove through the narrow and winding roads, quickly heading towards the center of the area.
Many people were awakened by him along the way, even many gang members on the ground were awakened, but no one dared to stop him, because he was covered in blood as if he had just emerged from a sea of blood and corpses, and he was obviously a ruthless man!
Looking at his receding back, a gang member scratched his head and said, "Such a strong smell of blood, it doesn't look like someone from here, could it be a killer from outside?"
"Don't worry about it. They're not here to kill us. Just go to sleep!"
"Sleep, sleep..."
“…”
Everyone knows that some people have died and some are about to die.
But as long as the butcher's knife doesn't fall on their heads, it has nothing to do with them. They will naturally receive the gossip when they wake up and eat tomorrow .
On the way to the center of the slums, Su Xia sensed the aura of more than a dozen psychic creatures.
Those dozen people were obviously the bosses of the gangs on the ground. They did not deliberately conceal their spiritual energy fluctuations and needed to show their strength at all times to intimidate their opponents and subordinates.
Su Xia also released some psychic fluctuations appropriately, controlling it at around level 2.0.
This level is enough to express his meaning.
The gang leaders also understood and sent messages to their subordinates, especially those who were restless.
[There is a killer passing through our area. Don't do anything, just let him pass.]
[Behave yourself, it's a psychic creature]
In this way, Su Xia had a very smooth journey.
In less than half an hour, he arrived at the most central area, and the two-story building marked on the map appeared in his sight.
It was here that he encountered his first obstacle.
In a dark alley no more than two meters wide, two armed gang members blocked the way ahead.
“Stop!”
"What are you doing? This is not the place you should be!"
