Chapter 22: Superstar in Troubled Times
The setting sun took away the last ray of light, and the dark sky covered the earth.
In border areas like Hesen Town, there are probably no high-end magic lights or inextinguishable fires for lighting, so when Mo Cheng arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw a pitch-black alley in front of him.
"Well, we're here."
I don’t know how many times I have cleared this dungeon, but now I am standing here, and the key points of the strategy that I have done countless times flash through my mind.
"This won't do. How did I become so cruel and murderous?" He questioned himself. Under the lightless light, he had a hideous and evil smile on his face. "After this matter is over, I really have to go to the capital of the Principality of Aundair to see if there is a psychiatrist."
"I'm a good student, a serious good student, but the pressure of the college entrance examination is too great."
Saying some words to convince himself, or simply to fool someone, Mo Cheng took out a mobile phone from his suitcase. This phone had lost its network signal when Mo Cheng traveled through time. Even if it had been turned off for such a long time, there would not be much battery left.
"The Blood Fang Organization is a gangster-related organization in Hesen Town. In other words, they are all gangsters."
Turning on the phone, Mo Cheng used one of the few functions on the phone that he could use - playing music. "It's time to play some decent BGM."
Putting on headphones, a familiar prelude sounded, Mo Cheng stepped hard, leaving footprints several inches deep on the spot, and his figure flew like a sharp arrow.
"I can , and everyone looks up to me. I don't need to be as powerful as the wind and clouds, just look back..."
The sentry hiding in a pile of debris had no time to react before his head collided violently with the solid wall, resulting in a rare situation where both sides suffered losses.
The wall began to crack from the spot where the sentry's head hit it, spreading outwards like spider silk. The sentry's head was also squeezed against the wall by the huge force, like a crushed watermelon, all red and white, sprayed on the wall.
The first one!
"I make and write my own laws..."
The footsteps did not stop, sliding deeper into the alley like a ghost. During the period of alternating light and darkness, human reaction would be greatly reduced. At the same time, the police sentry who had just lit a torch for patrol would have a delayed reaction time of more than one second.
When a group of two people who were patrolling with torches saw Mo Cheng in a black robe in the dim and narrow field of vision, even though they were well-trained, they were stunned for a moment.
The reaction of these two members was definitely quick enough. The moment they saw Mo Cheng, they put the whistle in their mouths.
But Mo Cheng was faster than them all. His long sword flashed like a meteor and accurately pierced into the throat of the left Blood Fang member, piercing through the back of his head.
However, another member took a deep breath in this short period of time, and the next moment the entire Blood Fang headquarters would hear a shrill and piercing alarm.
The invader will pay a heavy price, and the member has already started thinking about what kind of torture to use on this ignorant person.
It's just an idea in your head. Until it's fully implemented, it will always be just an idea.
The thumb, index finger, and middle finger formed a claw and clasped the throat to squeeze the breath in the throat. Then the thumb crushed the Adam's apple with force, and the left hand punched the chest to break the ribs and penetrate the heart.
"... this fierce wolf with flashing eyes..."
All in one go.
After completing a series of actions, the member who was pierced by the sword had not yet fallen to the ground. Mo Cheng gently supported the two bodies to prevent them from making noise and alerting others, and at the same time stuffed them into the hiding places of the mechanisms around the alley.
He was more familiar with this place than many Bloodfang members.
In a split second, two sentries and one secret sentry died silently.
It's dark and windy tonight, a good night for murder and arson.
"I remember the speed record at the Blood Fang Headquarters at that time was twenty-six minutes and nineteen seconds." The short knives and daggers at their waists were pulled out from the corpses, but the long sword that was thrown out was not taken back. In this small environment, there was no space for the long sword to be used.
"Then I'll give it a try too. I can get through the Bloodfang Headquarters in fifteen minutes."
Holding the two daggers in the backhand hand, he slid into the deeper part like a ghost or a spirit.
This dark alley has always been a place that people in Hesen Town deliberately avoided, but now, it has welcomed a murderous evil ghost.
"This BGM is really suitable for you guys, beat the hell out of here, Young and Dangerous!"
Every time he disappeared, he was like a skilled stalker disappearing into the shadows; every time he reappeared, he appeared in a blind spot, just like a poisonous snake, taking a life every time its two fangs opened and closed.
Silent, elegant and fast.
Until later, the smell of blood could no longer be covered up. When the alarm sounded, Mo Cheng had already killed a warrior in full body armor holding a spiked round shield and a steel mace.
"Hey, Bonar, you're still here to watch the door so late, don't you have a nightlife?"
"Or is it that only by wearing this armor can you maintain the masculinity that a man should have and stand upright? Is there a hole under your armor?"
The deputy leader of Bloodfang, he was born into a noble family without territory or title. His excellent armor heirloom was bought countless times by countless protection paladin players. The magic attribute of the whole set of armor is [Magic Ring of Thorns], which can counter physical attacks within two meters, and was once the nightmare of assassin players.
"Your skin and mouth will be torn off and hung at the door for people to see the consequences of offending Blood Fang."
The steel-spike mace made a hissing sound as it scraped across the ground. In this small environment, Bonnard was like a tank. Who would fight a street battle with a tank?
Madmen and lunatics.
When Mo Cheng rushed in, he had already occupied the former, and when he faced Bonar and threw away his dagger to face the metal monster with his fists, he undoubtedly also occupied the latter.
"Then I will kill everyone in Bloodfang, regardless of age, gender or race, to let others know the consequences of offending me."
With an undisguised hideous smile, Mo Cheng threw the torch backwards. The flames illuminated the dark road, and behind him were the dead members lying on the ground.
How many bodies were there? Mo Cheng was too lazy to count them. He just wanted to clear out everyone in this place.
These corpses provided the most powerful proof for what Mo Cheng said, "Bonar, your family is the first."
With a sound of breaking through the air, Bonar was like an erupting bull, with his mace raised high, smashing it down towards Mo Cheng's head.
“Boom!!!”
It hit. When he was young, Bonar once smashed a cow's head with a wooden stick. Now he is at the peak of his age, and his strength is much stronger than when he was young. The mace in his hand is a special weapon. If he smashes it down, the opponent will not be spared.
Blood and brains flying everywhere will be the only sight.
Crushing his skull would prevent others from seeing the horror of this guy's tragic death, but he absolutely could not tolerate using Bonnar's family as a threat.
But Bonnard noticed something.
The touch seems a little wrong?
It didn't feel like hitting a fragile head, but more like using a toy wooden sword to chop a rock as tall as a person. The recoil force made my whole body numb.
"Oh, you are angry." The mace was pushed back little by little. Mo Cheng held the mace. There was neither blood nor brain matter. He didn't even lose a hair.
"It seems that my threat to attack your family is a threat that has made you concerned and furious. Very good, so it won't be a wasted effort."
Fighting with a protection paladin with a good mentality in an alley can last for a whole day without a clear winner, and it is easy to be besieged.
Mo Cheng's strategy was simple. He let Bonar know that if he was not stopped, he would attack Bonar's family.
It's not that he wants to break through Bonar's defense, but Bonar needs to do his best to keep him here to prevent this madman who has killed dozens of Blood Fang members from really going to find Bonar's family.
