Inside the inn, five assassins dressed in black slowly approached a top-class room.
"Boss, I saw that kid. After entering this top-grade room, he didn't come out.”
"En, wait, I'll use my clairaudient to listen.”
The leader of the assassins listened attentively. After a while, his brows relaxed."There is indeed a seven or eight-year-old child inside.”
With that, a man in black behind him came to the door and took out a thin strip, inserting it into the crack of the door.
The door opened gently, and the killer called Boss quietly entered with the four people behind him and closed the door.
Looking at the inner room of the wing room, the few of them revealed a sinister smile. They were not very nervous to deal with a kid. The boss slowly sat on the stool beside the table and leisurely drank tea.
Nodding their heads faintly, two of them rushed into the room in a flash. Suddenly, they heard a rumble from the room.
The few of them were relieved.
A moment later, the remaining three people could not help but frown.
"What? These two brats aren't coming out yet? Fifth, go and take a look!”Boss ordered.
Another man in black walked in.
However, there was no sound after entering. The boss could not help but feel strange. He slowly stood up with a solemn expression and held the dagger hidden at his waist with his right hand.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, No. 5, who had just entered, flew out and smashed heavily into the wall behind him. He was already dead.
"Fifth brother?"
The boss shouted, pulled out his dagger and rushed in. Then, there was the sound of weapons colliding. The boss flew out and fell to the ground. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth. He said in shock,"Level Six Martial Artist, Second Brother, run!”
A middle-aged man walked out of the room and coldly looked at the two people in front of him.
The second brother was shocked and immediately broke through the door to escape. The eldest brother was stopped by the middle-aged man.
The boss had a ruthless look on his face. He raised his dagger and stabbed the middle-aged man. After two moves, the boss was lying in a pool of blood and went to see the King of Hell.
Yang Mu was lying on the roof. When he heard the sounds of fighting coming from the other party's inn, he was relieved. He had made the right bet. That middle-aged man was really an expert.
The door of the inn was kicked open. A man in black escaped in fear and fled into the distance.
Yang Mu saw that it was not the Level Four martial artist boss. He thought that the boss had probably died at the hands of that person.
Without hesitation, he flew up and chased after the man in black from the roof.
Judging from the speed of the black clothed man, he was obviously not an expert. However, he was probably at least a Level Three martial artist.
As Yang Mu chased after him, he started to hesitate. He was also a Level Three martial artist, so how could he kill this person in front of him? If he were to escape, he would definitely take revenge on him when he returned and found out about his whereabouts.
Thinking of this, Yang Mu's eyes showed a trace of determination.
Kaiyang City was unusually prosperous. The doors were not closed at night, and the city gates were not closed at night. The black-robed man had already left the city gates and fled.
The corner of Yang Mu's mouth curled up. It was really not easy for him to make a move in the city. If he killed someone outside the city, he would probably not be found out. He would not have to suffer that boring lawsuit.
In a dense forest ten miles away from Mizar City, a man in black leaned against a tree, breathing heavily. After running for such a long time, he was a little breathless.
Yang Mu looked strangely at the man in black from afar. Was he really that tired? Although he was also a little tired, it shouldn't be like this, right?
What Yang Mu didn't know was that his foundation was very good. Although he was only eight years old, he had a body that was incomparable to ordinary people.
Seeing that the person was unusually tired, Yang Mu did not bother to hide himself and slowly walked through the dense forest.
When the man in black saw a black shadow approaching from afar, he stood up in horror. However, after taking a closer look, he heaved a sigh of relief. When he saw that the person who came was a seven or eight-year-old child, and it was their target, Yang Mu, a trace of killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.
They had lost four of their brothers for a child, and they were in such a sorry state.
Horror, hatred, happiness, and bloodthirst changed continuously on the black-robed man's face.
Then, he shouted and rushed toward Yang Mu. Hatred had clouded his mind, causing him to not think too much. Yang Mu was just a seven or eight-year-old child. How could he possibly catch up to a Level Three martial artist's unreserved speed? He had only just arrived here.
He used all his strength to smash Yang Mu's head. This punch gathered all his strength. Seeing a young life disappear in front of his eyes, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
Yang Mu's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he smiled disdainfully. The man in black was stunned. He roared and his fist fell even faster.
Yang Mu suddenly took a deep breath and gathered all his strength into his arm. Then, he stepped back with his right leg and raised his right hand, steadily blocking the fist that was coming at him.
For a moment, time stopped.
The man in black looked at the child in front of him in disbelief. His eyes were wide open as if the world had changed. He could not believe that this young man could really block his full-powered attack as a Level Three martial artist. How was this possible?
Yang Mu didn't have the time to give him so many thoughts. With a loud roar, he waved his other fist. Traces of air currents appeared around his small fist and smashed fiercely on the black-clothed man.
"Boom!"
The man in black was sent flying and only stopped when he hit a tree. He raised one hand and pointed at Yang Mu." You... you... Peak Level Three Martial Artist, how could you..."
After saying that, he fell headfirst and breathed his last.
Yang Mu let out a long breath. He was a little afraid and excited. This was the first time he had killed someone in his two lives. Although he was a little afraid, he did not have a trace of regret. Did he treat human lives as grass? Yang Mu's heart trembled and he hurriedly stopped thinking about it.
He walked up to the corpse and looked at his hands in surprise. This was the first time he had fought with someone. He did not expect it to be so powerful. It seemed that this place was really like some novels. There was actually such power in human strength.
After killing this person, Yang Mu had confidence in himself.
He turned the corpse over and searched his body. This person definitely had some silver on him.
Sure enough, he found a few banknotes and a letter from the corpse. Yang Mu opened the letter and read it. It was written that Liu Baiyu had some transactions with these people. They killed him and got a thousand taels of silver. They paid a deposit of five hundred taels. There were five hundred taels of silver in these banknotes. Yang Mu was overjoyed. Now, he did not have to worry about his tuition fees.
He could only hope that Liu Baiyu would stop pestering him. There was no hatred between them at all. Storing the silver notes into his sleeves, Yang Mu turned around and was about to leave.
"I really can't believe that an eight-year-old child has such courage and talent. He's a peak Level Three Martial Artist.”
A voice came from Yang Mu's side, and Yang Mu's expression changed drastically.
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