Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 195 The Fisherman
"Snapped!"

A headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing from its neck.

The blood-stained head rolled around a few times, and the horror before death remained in his eyes.

In the reflection of the pair of dead eyeballs, you can see the corpses of gang members who are still warm lying on the ground.

"Tick...tick..."

The viscous blood flowed down the inversely curved blade, drop by drop on the icy ground.

The hand holding the knife has also been stained with blood, and the palm of the hand and the handle of the knife are more sticky and smooth.

In the entire Black Tiger Gang, only half of the gang leaders are still alive.

The reason why it was half was because he had both legs cut off in the process of escaping, his body rolled on the blood-stained ground a few times, and his legs remained in place.

"Ding……"

The two knives interlaced slowly, and the sound seemed to come from hell.

A'Fu endured the severe pain, crawling on the ground with both hands, his face was painful, and he was crawling extremely hard, like a wriggling bug, dragging a long bloodstain behind him.

But he only climbed out more than ten meters, and Su Xia walked in front of him, looking at him condescendingly with indifferent eyes.

A-Fu was in despair, raised his head with difficulty and asked, "Who asked you to kill me? At least let me know a name?"

"Oh, no one."

"what?"

"I'm just here to ask something, you give an answer, and then I'll go."

"what?"

Ah Fu shuddered, didn't the other party come to destroy the Black Tiger Gang?
But just on the phone, this person clearly said...

wrong……

This person just replied "um" with a very indifferent tone, thinking that he didn't bother to communicate with the guy who tipped off the news at all.

Ah Fu's eyes widened, are all his brothers dead in vain?
"What do you...you want to know?"

"Where did the sugar water come from?"

"Just this question?" Ah Fu's mind was buzzing. This question is too simple. Almost all the gangs in the slums know it, and it's not a secret.

Just for this, killing so many people in one word?

Su Xia nodded: "Well, just this question."

"If I told you, would you let me go?"

"can."

"..."

At this point, his life is in the hands of the other party, and Ah Fu does not dare to hide anything.

He explained in detail.

There is no sugar water production base in this slum. All sugar water is shipped from other places, and the person responsible for connecting with them is a middle-aged man named "Fisherman".

The fisherman doesn't live underground, he lives on the ground, in the middle of this slum, in a small two-story building.

"He...he's here, you see..."

A-Fu took out a roll of the map tremblingly, spread it out, and pointed out a small point with his blood-stained hand.

This map is very rough, but very precious. It depicts the large and small passages, secret doors, power divisions, etc. in the entire slum.

Even the official Coral City can't make such a map, because they don't want to care about the slums at all.

"Yes, I'll take this map with me." Without waiting for his consent, Su Xia bent down and picked up the map, put it away carefully, and planned to make a more convenient virtual map based on this map when she had time.

Then he asked some other questions, and asked where the Black Tiger Gang stored supplies.

The gangs in this slum are really poor, and their greatest wealth is the dozens of guns scattered on the ground.

Fights were frequent between gangs, bloodshed was frequent, and gunshots could be heard almost every day.

In order to maintain their own territory, the bosses of these gangs do not dare to relax. As soon as they have money, they immediately buy guns and ammunition to increase their manpower, and they have few channels for money, but they only sell sugar water and so on, and run some business by the way. meat industry.

Unlike those wandering mercenaries in the wilderness, the gangs here want sustainable development, so they will not exhaust their fish.

"These guns are okay, barely usable."

Su Xia doesn't dislike it. No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, it is still meat, and it is a fortune to make a fortune.

He picked up the guns on the ground one by one, wiped the blood off them, and put them away one by one.

In A'Fu's shocked eyes, firearms disappeared one after another in Su Xia's hands, as if they were sent to another dimension by him.

"What kind of ability is this?" He has been a local emperor in the underground slum for a long time. Although he knows that the undead are coming now, he is not aware of the storage space.

Su Xia didn't answer. After putting away all the firearms, she came to Ah Fu with a dog-leg knife.

The sword light flashed coldly, meaning it was self-evident.

Ah Fu's face was pale, and he shouted: "You said you wouldn't kill me!"

"How can you expect a killer to give credit?"

"you……"

Before he could say anything, his head left his neck.

So far, the entire Black Tiger Gang has been wiped out.

The scene was bloody, and only two people were left alive.

One is Su Xia, and the other is Wu Xiaolong lying on the ground.

Maybe it was because Ah Fu's desperate cry before his death was too loud, Wu Xiaolong's body shook a few times, his eyelids trembled, he temporarily woke up from a coma, and his eyes barely opened a gap.

He smelled the strong bloody smell, moved his fingers, and touched the already cold viscous blood.

"Blood...a lot of blood..."

He reluctantly turned his head, his heart trembled, and he saw countless fallen corpses.

If nothing else, the Black Tiger Gang has already had an accident.

"Da da da……"

Wu Xiaolong heard footsteps, the sound was from far to near.

Su Xia's tall figure stopped in front of him, holding a blood-stained machete in one hand, covered in blood, like a butcher who had just finished slaughtering.

Wu Xiaolong's idea of ​​joining the Black Tiger Gang was cut off by the butcher's knife.

He is so badly wounded right now that if no one saves him, it won't take long for him to die.

"Water, water, I want to drink water..."

I don't know if it was due to excessive internal bleeding. Wu Xiaolong felt very thirsty, his chapped lips were slightly open, and he weakly prayed to Su Xia.

But Su Xia said nothing and did nothing.

He just glanced at it, then walked past him indifferently, letting his health bar decrease a little bit, and walked towards a motorcycle.

"Don't go, don't go, help me... help me..."

Wu Xiaolong was in a panic, exhausted all his strength, and shouted hoarsely, his body and limbs shaking desperately, as if he wanted to get up and go with Su Xia.

But he couldn't even turn over, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, let alone get up.

"Don't go, don't go..."

He could only begged over and over again, and was extremely remorseful in his heart.

Su Xia killed the entire Black Tiger Gang like no one, and her calm appearance was exactly the same as the dozen or so people she had killed at the door of the repair shop before. Obviously, it was not at its limit.

Even the powerful leader of the Black Tiger Gang, A Fu, could not pose any threat to him.

On the verge of death, Wu Xiaolong lay in a piece of cold blood, regretful and hopeless.

If he had known the result earlier, he would never have reported the news to the Black Tiger Gang, and would only hold Su Xia's thigh tightly.

"Om-"

The engine roared again and the body vibrated.

Su Xia got on the motorcycle, put on goggles, and rode to an exit marked on the map.

He quickly disappeared at the end of the passage, leaving only a strong black exhaust, and a Wu Xiaolong whose health was slowly returning to zero.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Su Xia came to an empty area.

Above his head is a large oval manhole cover, and the concrete wall beside him is nailed with steel ladders for climbing.

As soon as he thought about it, the manhole cover was slowly removed, revealing the dim night of the world above.

"call……"

Su Xia let out a long breath, accepting the cold wind and fresh air from the ground world.

This underground world is a labyrinth, dark, depressing, dirty and chaotic. Many times, you can't even straighten your waist. If you stay in it for a long time, you may have mental problems.

He jumped suddenly and jumped out of the well.

Then he made a random move, and the rough motorcycle also slowly rose, passed the wellhead, and came to the ground smoothly.

It's nearly twelve o'clock in the evening.

Looking around, the low slum was dim, with only a few scattered lights.

Su Xia started the motorcycle again, traversed the narrow and winding roads, and quickly headed to the center of this area.

Many people were awakened by him along the way, even the gang members on the ground woke up a lot, but no one dared to stop him, because his bloody body looked like he had just been killed from a mountain of corpses and blood, and it looked like a ruthless man. people!

Looking at his retreating back, a gang member scratched his head and said, "It smells of blood. It doesn't look like someone from us. Could it be a killer from outside?"

"Don't worry about it so much, it's not here to kill us anyway, just sleep!"

"sleep……"

"..."

Everyone knows that someone must have died, and someone else is about to die.

But as long as the butcher's knife doesn't cut them on their heads, it doesn't matter to them, and they will naturally receive gossip when they get up for dinner tomorrow.

On the way to the center of the slum, Su Xia sensed the breath of more than ten psionic creatures.

The dozen or so people are obviously the bosses of the gangs on the ground. They did not deliberately conceal their psionic fluctuations. They need to show their strength at all times to shock their opponents and those under them.

And Su Xia also appropriately released some psionic energy fluctuations, which were controlled at around level 2.0.

This level is enough, enough to express his meaning.

Those gang bosses also understood and sent messages to their subordinates, especially those restless subordinates.

[A killer passes by our area, do nothing, let him pass]

[Be safe, it's a psionic creature]

In this way, Su Xia's journey was quite smooth.

In less than half an hour, he arrived at the most central area, and the small two-story building marked on the map had already appeared in his field of vision.

It was here that he encountered his first block.

In a dark alley no more than two meters wide, two gang members with guns stopped in front.

"Stop!"

"What are you doing? This is not where you should be!"

(End of this chapter)