To be a hero in Ninth Uncle’s world
4 If I shoot you, you will die!

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"Be careful."

Uncle Nine's face froze when he saw this. He reminded him loudly," Young Marshal, it's been invaded by the corpse poison. It won't feel pain at all. Ordinary bullets won't work on it. Instead, it will provoke its bestial nature. It…"

Boom...

Before he could finish, his voice stopped abruptly.

All because he saw a scene that he could not forget.

Luo Yu raised his spear and lightly pulled the trigger, shooting out a flame-shaped bullet. The moment it hit Ren Fa, a scorching flame suddenly rose.

The flames instantly turned Ren Fen into ashes. Sparks flew and scattered with the wind, leaving only Ah Wei lying on the ground.

Immediately after, a system notification sounded in Luo Yu's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the undeads and plundering 100 points of luck from them when they were alive.”

Gulp...

Not far away, Ninth Uncle was stunned on the spot. He swallowed hard and muttered to himself," What…What kind of gun is this? It was actually so powerful? If a flying corpse with steel bones was hit by this attack, its soul would probably be scattered!”

Zombies, from low to high, were divided into walking corpses, jumping corpses, flying corpses, blood corpses, corpse kings, and corpse emperors.

The undeads were the lowest level of zombies. They could not see and relied on their exhaled breath to find the location of humans. Jumping Corpses were zombies that had matured. Their corpses were as tough as iron and were relatively hard.

Flying Corpses could leap up and see everything. Their bodies were impenetrable, and their bones were made of steel.

As for the Blood Corpses, Corpse Kings, and Corpse Emperors, they were already legendary existences. The conditions to form them were harsh, so they had not appeared for a long time.

One could imagine how powerful this spear was.

Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Yu's thoughts moved. The gun-shaped Ten Yama instantly turned into a stick and was used as a walking stick by him. He looked at Ah Wei with a smile and said word by word," You've lost this bet."”

Although his voice was very soft, it was like a demonic sound that echoed in Ah Wei's ears. His heart was filled with fear.

He endured the pain and hurriedly got up, kneeling in front of Luo Yu." Young Marshal, spare me…spare me…I have a lot of money…I'll give you all the money, don't cut off my fingers…sob…"

As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily. His eyes were red as he sobbed. His snot and tears were mixed together, making him look extremely miserable.

However, Luo Yu was unmoved. He said coldly," If you're willing to bet, you must admit defeat. How can you change the bet just like that?”

As he spoke, he knocked on the wooden table with the Ten Kings of Hell in his hand." Men, place his fingers properly."”

"Yes, Major."

"Yes, Major."

As soon as he said that, a soldier lifted Ah Wei up, and another soldier grabbed his wrist and pressed the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand on the table.

No matter how Ah Wei moved, he couldn't break free.

" Young Marshal, don't…don't…I was wrong, spare me…"

Peng…

Just as he was begging for mercy, Luo Yu swung his cudgel and smashed it at his finger. Immediately, the sound of bones breaking and Ah Wei's miserable cry rang out.

Blood splattered everywhere, and flesh was mangled.

Three fingers were broken by Luo Yu and fell to the ground.

Strangely, the blood didn't touch the Ten Yama Kings. Instead, it dripped down along the spiral patterns.

Luo Yu seemed to be doing this series of things as if he was doing something ordinary. He didn't even blink.

At this moment, Ninth Uncle walked forward. He couldn't bear to look at Ah Wei's current state, so he casually handed the cloak to Luo Yu." Young Marshal, your cloak…Thank you for your help."”

He knew…if Luo Yu hadn't arrived in time, he would have been tortured by Ah Wei.

Luo Yu took the cloak and draped it over his shoulders. He smiled faintly." Ninth Uncle, what are you saying…This is what I should do…The purpose of my coming here is to look up to Ninth Uncle's name.”

As he spoke, his tone was sincere and every word was filled with piety.

Huh?

On the other hand, Ninth Uncle was stunned.

Looking up at him?

What was going on? He didn't even know…that he was so famous?

However, he immediately reacted and cupped his fists." Young Marshal, don't tease me. If you have any instructions, just say it. I'll do my best."”

"Good, this feels good." Luo Yu laughed heartily.

He was hoping that Ninth Uncle could become a guest at the marshal's manor and use the art of Feng Shui to search for ghosts and monsters, kill them, and excavate their funerary objects to obtain their wealth.

In this chaotic world, as long as one had money, they could recruit soldiers and horses to quickly develop their own forces.

Since he had come to this supernatural world, not only did he want to change his fate, but he also wanted to change Ninth Uncle's life. He even wanted to devour the surrounding foreign races and become the strongest warlord.

According to the information sent by the system, this was a complicated world. There was an ancient city in the west called Jingjue Ancient City. The main residents of the city were the Ghost Cave Race, who were good at strange secret techniques and occupied a certain area.

In the north, there were even more powerful warlords-Zhang Xianzong, Gu Xuanwu, and the Ma family in the northeast, occupying half of the country.

In the south, there were many bandits. They burned, killed, robbed, and committed all kinds of crimes. The most famous ones were the Eighteen Black Cloud Bandits. These Eighteen Black Cloud Bandits were not made up of 18 people, but 18 groups of bandits who occupied the mountain range. They formed a situation where they depended on each other and helped each other.

When one side was in trouble, support came from all directions. It was extremely difficult to deal with.

These 18 people had unique skills. It was said that they cultivated all kinds of evil techniques that were impossible to guard against.

Compared to other places, the central region was relatively more stable. Small factions invaded each other, and small fights occasionally occurred.

At this time, the Zhili of Ren Town he was in belonged to the warlord commander of Teng Long Province, Long Louguang. It was said that his wife was the junior sister of Ninth Uncle, Mi Qilian.

Because of this, Ninth Uncle lived in seclusion in Ren Town, which was close to the provincial capital.

He could use this as an excuse to ask Ninth Uncle to help him and completely understand his regrets.

After Ninth Uncle learned of Luo Yu's intentions, he pondered for a moment and said bitterly," Young Marshal, I can't give you a timely answer regarding this matter. Can you give me a few days to consider?"”

Luo Yu shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands." Ninth Uncle, that's not a problem. You can consider it for a few days. I'll stay in Ren Town for the time being and enjoy the customs here.”

"Thank you for your understanding, Major." Ninth Uncle replied with cupped fists.

Peng…

Peng…

At this moment, gunshots and threatening voices came from outside the courtyard." Kid, if you run again, we'll shoot."”

"Stop right there, or else…I won't be polite with you.”

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