System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Now that they met, it was fate. Syl didn't speak the language of the Sacred Empire, and it would be nice to have a translator for the common language.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Syl approached the girl with a smile, "I just want to buy something from you..."

Ten minutes later, a girl in a simple beige skirt and a mask walked out of the alley. Although she was wearing a white round hat, her smooth light golden hair was still eye-catching, but it was not as exaggerated as before. .

And beside her, there was another girl with shrunken shoulders and trembling hands.

Just now, Syl took a few minutes to go to the girl's house, exchanged her robe with her, and put it on directly.

Until the last time Syl left, the girl kept a dazed look on her face.

She couldn't believe what had just happened.

A young girl with fair skin, who can be seen as someone from the upper class, actually traded one of her clothes for one of her own...

Although it is washed very clean, it still cannot smooth the gap between the two prices.In order not to cause trouble, the girl had no choice but to reluctantly give her favorite hat as a gift for peace of mind.

Syl didn't care about these things. Compared with this trivial matter of changing clothes, Syl cared more about the news he heard from the girl just now.

The recent city of Stan does not seem to be peaceful because of the struggle between the nobles in the city and a certain gang.

But when Syl wanted to continue asking, the girl refused to say the name of the gang, as if she was very scared.

But in the end, the girl revealed some information to Syl.

The characteristic of that gang is that every member wears a newsboy hat. If you look closely, you can see a razor sewn behind the newsboy hat.

What a razor party.

Syl didn't continue to embarrass the girl, but after changing her clothes, she took out the pocket watch and proposed the idea of ​​hiring her.

How dare the girl refuse, she could only show a smile uglier than crying, took the pocket watch, and agreed to be the interpreter.

Now Syl, except for the strangeness of wearing a mask, has basically completely integrated into ordinary people.

The disappearance of extraordinary ability seems to make Syl's charm less exaggerated, at least there will be no such horrible situation that any creature will feel when it sees him.

The eyeliner of the heir of the evil god is likely to be one of the four people who watched him carefully when he was outside.

Searle wasn't too suspicious of the kids, so he narrowed it down to the detective and the guy in the newsboy cap who seemed to be a gang member.

It is also very simple to confirm who it is, just go back and see who is missing.

Whoever is not present is the one who will report the information.

Syl returned the same way and brought the girl to the road at the gate of the city.

The detective was still on the lookout, and seemed to be dealing with a dispute, and the two kids called more kids and were running down the street.

The tall, thin man wearing a newsboy hat was nowhere to be seen.

Are you a gang member...

After getting the information he wanted, Searle didn't continue to walk outside the city, but turned around directly and went deeper into the city.

The more he walked inside, the more Syl felt something was wrong.

The degree of chaos in Stan City seems to have exceeded my imagination...

In other words, it behaved more in line with its title of "Sin City".

There are drunkards wandering almost everywhere on the street, and the pungent smell of alcohol and vomit lingers in the nose, making people feel a physical disgust.

What Syl couldn't bear the most was that there were prostitutes and drunken clients having fun at the corners of every alley.

Some started directly on the tattered sofas discarded on the street, without any moral concepts at all. Here, it seems that everyone follows their desires, like wild animals.

Just as Syl was walking while observing the surroundings, he suddenly heard a footstep following him at some point behind him.

Syl accelerated his pace a little, and the one behind him also stepped up faster, and he was getting closer and closer to Syl.

"Ah!" The girl who had been following Syl uttered a scream.

Searle turned around quickly, and saw a drunkard with a wine bottle in his right hand and a newsboy cap on his head, putting his hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Hey, come on, I'll pay for it, 3p...no, 5p!" The alcoholic grabbed the girl by the shoulder, almost dragging her towards the entrance of the alley.He also speaks the Common Tongue.

It seems that even if the girl refuses to agree, he plans to use force.

"Save...save me!" the girl cried in the direction of Syl.

When the people around saw this scene, instead of approaching, they all avoided it, as if they were terrified of offending gang members.

The girl's voice also made the alcoholic notice Syl. He looked at the masked Syl in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"I'm her employer. If you want to have sex with her, you have to pay first." Searle said calmly with no expression on his face under the mask, "You can use the bottle of dark beer in your hand."

"Heh...take it." The drunkard grinned, telling him instinctively not to mess with this woman wearing a strange mask, but she said so, the deal will naturally be completed.

With a casual throw, he threw the wine bottle in front of Searle.

The girl whose shoulders were grabbed by him opened her eyes wide, and her pupils were full of despair and humiliation.It seems that she did not expect that she would be sold like this.

And it's only worth a bottle of light stout.

Syl took a few steps forward, and after catching the wine bottle, he didn't stop, but walked straight to the alcoholic.

"when!"

Searle picked up the wine bottle and slammed it on the head of the alcoholic. His hat was blown off and his head was bleeding profusely. After letting go of his hand, he fell to the side whining.

"Dang--"

Searle smashed the bottle on one side of the wall casually, held the remaining half of the bottle in his right hand, knelt down on the alcoholic's chest, and quickly inserted the bottle into his throat.

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

After piercing his throat several times in a row, Syl stood up panting until the alcoholic didn't even make a move to struggle, and threw the blood-stained wine bottle aside.

Syl turned his head and looked at the girl who was still in shock and slumped on the ground.

"Stand up." Syl said as he bent down to pick up the newsboy hat that the man dropped and looked through it.

Sure enough, the back of the newsboy hat, with the razor blade sewn into it, was a member of that gang.

"You, you, he, he, he..." The girl looked at Searle incoherently, and said with a sad face, "He is a member of the Razor Party, we are dead.... ..”

Grass, is it really called the Razor Party?

What bastards?

"Follow me and you won't die." Syl took off the hat on his head, threw it to the girl sitting on the ground, and put the newsboy hat with the blade on his head.

After doing all this, Searle took out a handkerchief, casually wiped the blood spattered area on the mask, and then walked forward while wiping his hands.

The girl paralyzed on the ground, after a little hesitation, saw that Syl was about to go far away, so she quickly got up and ran towards Syl.

Compared with the other terrifying people here, she still believed in that girl with light blonde curly hair more.

Although the way she stabbed someone with a wine bottle just now was terrifying.

After the girl followed, Syl asked, "Is the Razor Party famous here?"

Kill a Razor Party member, and they will definitely be retaliated by the Razor Party, let alone there are so many people present.

It was dead anyway, so the girl directly introduced the Razor Party to Syl.

"Miss... The Razor Gang is the largest gang in Stan City, controlling the brewing and horse betting industries in Stan City."

"The Carrie family is the leader of the Razor Party, and the person in control of the Razor Party is Owen Carrie, the eldest son of the Carrie family. This gangster empire was built by him."

"Second in command is the eldest son's younger brother, Bacon Carrie...he is a madman who wants to die, and he will take revenge..."

"The Jiali family also has a younger sister...but it is said that she is disabled. Not many people have heard of her. I don't know her name."

Hearing this, Syl's target was locked almost instantly.

According to Searle's initial speculation, the heir of the evil god would choose to incubate in a powerful force in a low-key manner, acting as an unknown protector.

Such a role is out now.

A person whose name is rarely known, who is said to be disabled, the younger sister of the Carrie family of the gang empire razor party.

It is estimated that the heir did not expect that someone would ignore the rules of his domain and start thinking about his existence.

How to get close to him and kill him before he reacts has become the main problem Syl is facing now.

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PS:

feature film -

[1. Chen Sheng: "If you die today, you will die, and if you plan to do big things, you will die. Waiting for death, is it possible to die a country?"]

【Wu Guang: "The country is dead!"】

【Chen Sheng: "? Don't praise me in Japanese"】

【2. "There is a Chinese who hasn't eaten for several days. Guess what happened to him?"】

【"he died?"】

【"He practiced Chinese fasting"】

[3. Online classes allow us to be late without leaving home, which is so convenient! 】

Good night~

Chapter 400 Chapter 360 Chapter 4000 The Lair of the Razor Party ([-] word chapter)

The girl followed closely behind Syl step by step, and looked back from time to time, as if afraid that the member of the Razor Party would turn into a ghost and catch up.

The girl was slightly relieved until she could no longer see the corpse of the Razor Party behind her.

This woman in front of me...what is it...