At this moment, from an unknown place, miserable cries suddenly came from the crowd. They shouted loudly, "Run … Run!"
It was only at this time that the crowd seemed to wake up from a dream. They turned around and ran away, not caring whether Uchiha Chen was chasing after them or not.
For them, as long as they run faster than the people behind them, they win. After all, as long as there are enough people behind them, they can delay until they return to the town and escape to the Swap Office. Maybe they can save their lives.
In their view, no one dared to make trouble in the Swap Office. Even someone as strong as Uchiha Chen might not dare to make trouble in the Swap Office.
However, what they didn't know was that just a moment ago, a tragedy happened in front of the Swap Office, and the initiator was Uchiha Chen.
At this time, the complexity of human nature can be seen.
At this time, the dangers of the world can be seen.
In order to escape, whether it's using ninjutsu or throwing their weapons, it's fine. They just want to block the people around them so that they can stop Uchiha Chen from moving forward.
But is this really useful?
Uchiha Chen smiled coldly as he looked at the group of outlaws who were trying to make a fool out of themselves. His feet didn't stop moving, but he didn't catch everyone in one fell swoop.
In Chen's opinion, isn't it good to let these scum experience the world?
Uchiha Chen leisurely walked behind this group of desperadoes. The Tachi in his hand didn't stop moving, it was constantly waving.
Every time he waved it, it meant that a fresh life died in his hands, but Uchiha Chen didn't feel the slightest shame.
After all, this group of people are either traitors or scum who have betrayed the Samurai creed. Living in this world, they have no other purpose except to waste air and create filth. On the other hand, Uchiha Chen can be considered to have made a certain contribution to this world. At least, one more death means one less mouth to feed, and one less garbage to create.
The desperadoes looked at the approaching Uchiha Chen, and the anxiety in their hearts grew bigger and bigger. Seeing the people behind them dying one by one, they knew that they might be the next to die.
For people like them who walked on the edge of life and death, they actually cherished their lives the most. When their fear of death reached a certain level, this kind of emotion would give birth to a morbid ideology.
However, even so, no one dared to stop and resist Uchiha Chen. Seeing that Uchiha Chen's speed wasn't fast, this gave them a lot of hope.
"What if … There's someone behind me? What if … I can escape? "
With this mentality, they had lost the courage to fight from the very beginning.
Originally, he thought that they would rise up and resist in despair, but he didn't expect them to be such a motley crew.
Disappointment filled Chen's eyes.
Although it felt good to slaughter people who couldn't resist, it was addictive. Moreover, if he killed too many people, he would lose the joy in his heart. He might even become a homicidal maniac.
Knitting his brows, Chen stepped on the wrong side of the road. All of a sudden, he grew taller.
Before the group of desperadoes could react, Chen stepped forward and instantly appeared in front of the last person.
With a wave of his Katana, he cut off the body of the guy who was running towards him. Chen stood in place and looked at the group of desperadoes indifferently.
The people who were running at the back were still rejoicing that Chen didn't catch up with them, but they didn't expect that Uchiha Chen would appear in front of them and block their escape route.
Now is not the time for them to be proud.
Every dog has its day, and those who were running at the back, worried that Chen's Katana would be swung at them in the next second, showed a mocking expression.
They couldn't help but slow down their pace, and before the others had time to react, they secretly retreated and even scattered. Anyway, now it's the people in front who have a headache, and they can retreat leisurely. Although the road to the town is blocked, they can still escape to other places.
"Don't gather together … Spread out and run!"
At this time, perhaps the people behind had a conscience, and they shouted at the people in front.
Only then did they wake up from their dream. They scattered in all directions, no longer gathering together to escape.
After all, gathering together is too big of a target, and they can't beat Chen. The only result waiting for them is to be killed one by one by Chen. Instead of this, it's better to leave it to fate.
Uchiha Chen looked at the person who spoke with interest. She saw that he was staring at her with a nervous expression, and that he was still slowly retreating.
If it wasn't for the panic in his eyes, Chen would have thought that he wasn't afraid of him.
Since he dared to speak like this, it means that he is prepared to sacrifice himself for the sake of others. However, Chen won't do as he wishes. Want to escape? Dream on!
Chen clasped his hands together, and the chakra in his body turned into several equal parts.
"Wood Release: Wood Clone Jutsu!"
With a "Bang Bang Bang …" sound, countless Wood Clone Jutsu appeared behind Chen. In front of everyone's desperate eyes, Chen pointed his finger.
Countless Wood Clone Jutsu chased after those who fled. In front of everyone's desperate eyes, the Wood Clone Jutsu chased after those who fled in all directions.
As for those who stood in place and didn't move, no one disturbed them, as if they were ignored.
Chen didn't look at them, but focused on those who were trying to escape.
This is life's great joy and great sorrow. For them, in just a few minutes, it was as if they had used up all their courage.
Many people who stood in place breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. Feeling Chen's aura unconsciously exuding, they secretly regretted it.
Although Chen didn't pay attention to them now, they didn't know what was waiting for them in the future. Things won't end so simply.
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