Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

"Hehehe, although the wine here is good, it is not as intoxicating as yours. You made me wait for so long. You are really a mean-spirited person."

A-91 grabbed Mo Yin's chin and kissed him forcefully.

The noisy bar suddenly became quiet. Is this one different from what was promised?Is this iceberg queen drunk?Kissing people when you meet them? ? ? ?

Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have gone up to strike up a conversation.

This remorseful thought occurred simultaneously in the minds of other drunks in the bar.

"Heh, let's play something different."

A-91 took a sip of the wine, pinched Mo Yin's mouth again and kissed it forcefully. The hot wine burned Mo Yin's throat.

At this time, Moyin finally understood what A-91 said: the right person is more intoxicating than wine.

With his physical condition, he couldn't drink alcohol to his head, but when A-91 fed him alcohol in this way, even he felt a little intoxicated.

"Serve the wine, what are you doing standing around?"

Seeing that the bartender was still not pouring wine into the glass he pushed over, A-91 slapped the bar table hard, causing several cracks to appear on the bar table.

Chapter 5 A- 91 Temptation Date

It wasn't that the bartender was unwilling to serve A-91 drinks, but when he saw A-91, the iceberg legend in the bar, take the initiative to kiss Mo Yin, his mind was completely shut down.

"Okay, let's change to a bar to drink. The sight here makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Moyin reached out and grabbed A-91's wrist, stopping the drunken A-91 from squeezing the bartender to death.

He didn't want his humanoid to turn into a humanoid that could kill people at will.

When people are powerful, they may have uncontrollable desires, be arrogant, or seek excitement, which is not a good thing for the future.

Yes, I am strong, but I am not the only god in the world. If A-91 kills innocent people indiscriminately, he may cause trouble in other worlds and bump into other gods. This is not a good thing. I may have to follow him tonight A-91 has a heart-to-heart talk.

Although he is not afraid of other gods, if his subordinates do something wrong, it will not be easy to say then.

There is always a reason to kill. Unprovoked killing will only make you controlled by desire and become a puppet of your own desire.

That's why Moyin began to cultivate his moral character.

Furthermore, if you kill someone just because you were late for a glass of wine, you are no different from a tyrant.

Do tyrants end well?No.

Although he has never encountered an opponent in the several worlds he has experienced so far, if he continues to be proud and complacent, he will be unlucky one day.

I have not met many gods, but maybe there may be gods who are willing to become friends in the future.

And gods are definitely worth making friends with. This is like going out to fight and blowing the whistle to call a group of friends. It is definitely much better than fighting alone.

Although the lolita living in my kingdom have great potential and have a good growth rate, they are still unable to reach the same level as themselves.

Even if they have their own blood and gene modules, they can only be regarded as first-generation blood relatives in the end. Their upper limit of strength can only reach the stage five gastrula level, and they will never be able to set foot in the realm of gods.

This is not because of anything else, but because if you want to become a god, you must at least master your own unique laws.

For example, what he masters is the law of the blood system. As long as he does not die, no matter how powerful someone is in the blood system, they will not be able to condense the blood system godhead.

And the reason why they can grow so fast is because most of them rely on the potential given by the blood of the Blood God, which makes it difficult for gods to appear among them.

So if you want to find helpers of the same level, it would be better to go to other worlds to find gods who are willing to be friends with you.

It would be damned if his subordinates were killing innocent people everywhere, so he could make good friends.

"Tch, it's boring, a bunch of stupid... idiots, let's go out and drink."

Although A-91 was a little dissatisfied with being stopped by Mo Yin, he still did not resist. He leaned over and picked up a bottle of 96-degree water of life, and took Mo Yin's arm and walked out of the bar.

After drinking half the bottle in one breath, A-91 handed the bottle to Mo Yin.

"I can drink with you, but you have to tell me how many people you have killed recently."

Moyin took the bottle and took a sip, then returned the wine to A-91.

"I just found powder sellers in a few bars and killed them as you told me."

A-91 shrugged and started drinking again.

"So what happened today? The bartender didn't do anything wrong, right?"

If he wanted to kill drug traffickers, he would support it with both hands. He wouldn't mind if A-91 skinned all the members of the drug-related bar, but the bartender obviously didn't do it today.

"But you! You rarely come to play with me."

"He's acting like an idiot. Doesn't this mean he doesn't give me face? That kind of idiot would be embarrassed if he didn't kill him."

After A-91 finished filling the bottle, he threw it away, and the bottle was accurately thrown into a trash can more than ten meters away.

"Pfft, I guess it's nothing. I just drank for a few seconds at night. I'm not from a precision chemical factory. I have to complete my work in a very short time."

Mo Yin smiled, and he felt much better after knowing that A-91 was not swallowed up by the desire to kill.

"Hmph, are you attracted to that pretty boy? How about I go and discuss with him about fencing with you?"

Seemingly dissatisfied with Mo Yin stopping him, A-91 rolled his eyes at Mo Yin with some jealousy.

"No way, I like an angry big sister like you. I just don't like killing for no reason."

As Mo Yin spoke, he put his hand on A-91's waist, and a strong smell of alcohol suddenly drifted towards him.

"Commander, you know how to speak. Why don't we go to Chachagang tonight? I also know about a dozen bars. Let's see if there are any fan sellers and kill a few to add to the fun?"

A-91 asked in a good mood after being teased by Mo Yin.

"Ha, I like this. Let's go to the next bar."

Mo Yin nodded.

"Hey wait."

"what happened?"

"I'm going to buy some beer to soothe my throat, and we'll drink while we walk."

A-91 staggered into the convenience store as he spoke, holding a beer in each hand and planning to walk out without even looking at the convenience store clerk.

Moyin smiled bitterly, took out a ten thousand yen note from the system space, slapped it on the counter, and then caught up with A-91 who came out with two bottles of beer.

"Come on, come on, one person will lift it and blow it directly."

A-91 was not polite. He drunkenly stuffed a bunch of beer into Mo Yin's arms, then took out a bottle of beer, bit open the cap with his teeth, and started blowing.

"I'm talking about you...you've been drinking all day, have you had a good meal? How about we go have some barbecue first?"

Although it stands to reason that a humanoid would not suffer from stomach perforation due to drinking, but AA12 has diabetes, and HK416 can also go crazy with alcohol. Who knows if A-91 will also suffer from drinking problems.

"Have some snacks? The snacks in the bar I went to today are quite delicious, and don't they have quick repairs? If something is broken, just stick it and it will be repaired."

A-91 waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Too."

Mo Yin thought for a moment and realized that he was suffering from a brain twitch. Diabetes was almost incurable, and gastric perforation could certainly be cured.

"Go this way, well, maybe if you're lucky, you'll be able to spot some repairmen who don't have a good eye for repairs."

Throwing the empty beer bottle into the trash can, A-91 led Mo Yin towards a dark alley.

Of course, Moyin is not afraid of A-91 harming him. Nonsense, the tactical doll has been following him for so long and his favorability level is basically full. It is possible to take him to an alley and bang him against the wall, but it is impossible to harm himself.

Besides, there is nothing in the world that can beat me.

The only thing I'm a little worried about is that if A-91 takes me to play in the field and is accidentally recorded by someone passing by and uploads it to the Internet, I will be humiliated.

The Internet's speed of communication is unparalleled. Even if those troll netizens don't know him, he wouldn't be happy with A-91's own image being seen by others. Then he will probably go on a killing spree.

This move really caused trouble between A-91 and Moyin.

Within a few minutes of walking, several delinquent girls with dyed hair came face to face.

"Hey, you two hand over your money!"

A delinquent girl with dyed red hair was holding a switchblade and pointing it at A-91 with an evil expression.

"Where are you, little sister?"

Mo Yin, who originally expected A-91 to greet her with a beer bottle, was stunned. Instead of beating the little girl, drunk A-91 started teasing her casually.

"It's none of your business. If you don't take out your wallet, I'll stab you to death!"

The leader, the little girl, threatened fiercely.

"Okay, come on, come on, stab me with a knife. If you can hurt me, I'll give you my wallet."

"???"

The leading little girl was stunned. The other delinquent girl may have seen the beer in A-91's hand, and reached over to grab a bottle to drink.

It didn't matter if she reached out her hand, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on her head, and she fell to the ground unconscious from the impact.

The beer bottle was also smashed into pieces of glass.

"Who the f*ck told you to touch my wine!? Huh?"

To be fair, if I robbed her purse, I would probably give it to her when she was drunk and in a good mood. How dare you touch A-91's wine?That's life-threatening.

"Fuck! Sisters fuck her!"

Seeing his little sister hit A-91 with a beer bottle on her head, the leader's little sister immediately became angry and stabbed A-91 in the stomach.

A-91 gently turned to the side, pulled out a bottle of beer and swept it into the little girl's abdomen. The little girl who was holding the knife was immediately thrown to the wall, and she fell to the ground with a cry of pain and could not get up.

Facing an elite tactical doll with more than 300 million resource points in its enhancement modules, these little girls were naturally helpless to fight back, and were all knocked to the ground by A-91.

"Lick my boots."

A-91 ordered the girl holding the switchblade by her hair.

Seeing how A-91 can fight so well, the little girl naturally lay on the ground and licked A-91's boots.

"Hahahaha, Commander, let me tell you it's fun, right? You can always meet some cats and dogs here!"

A-91 turned his head and chatted with Mo Yin with excitement on his face.

"Pfft, I didn't expect you to actually like to fight with ordinary people."

Mo Yin smiled, opened a bottle of beer and took a sip.

A-91 is a humanoid under his hand. How can he not understand its combat capabilities? This is more than just letting go of water, it is letting go of the sea. It can only be said that A-91 enjoys the process of fighting.

Otherwise she would definitely not let go.

"Hey, there's no fight here! I've seen it on the Internet, this, this is called showing off, do you understand? Showing off!"

A-91 felt proud and kicked away the little girl who was licking his boots, and walked deeper into the alley.

Mo Yin also followed.

These little guys deserve to suffer a bit if they robbed someone in the middle of the night.

"It's meaningless if you say it yourself, and it's a derogatory term."

Mo Yin, who was walking beside A-91, said funny.

"Huh? How do you know if I don't tell you? You won't know until I tell you!"

"No, no, no, I'm not stupid, I can still see what you are doing."

Mo Yin shrugged. Of course he had fought in high school fights before, but that seemed to be a long time ago. Now his mind seems to be gradually becoming calmer.

"Anyway! Am I awesome?"

A-91 asked narcissistically.

"awesome."

"Then why don't you come over and kiss me?"

"Aren't you still walking? How can I kiss you?"

"Then you won't grab my arm!"

A-91 asked naturally.

"I'm holding the beer you gave me in one hand, and I'm holding my own drink in the other. How can I get the third hand to hold you..."