"Puchi!"
Just as Second King was unprepared, a stream of liquid splashed on his face. He looked back and saw a pair of scarlet eyes. The other party had pierced his neck with a sharp knife. Everything happened too suddenly. Dark red blood suddenly gushed out of Second King's neck!
"Enemy attack!"
Life in the apocalypse had already made Second King familiar with how to face difficulties. At this moment, he tried to raise his voice to alert his surroundings.
Unfortunately, his neck had been pierced. Even if he made a sound now, it would be some muffled groans. Such a sound could not be heard in the noisy bar at all. No one would come to his rescue.
Damn sneak attacker.
He killed his brother!
If his brother had not died, if the other party had not sneak attacked him, he would have definitely crushed the other party's head with one hand. It would not be like now, where he could not even call for help.
Second King knew that no one would come to his rescue, so at this time, he swung his arm angrily behind him like an iron rod.
"Kacha!"
With a crisp sound, Second King's eyes narrowed into a thin line in the dark night.
He never thought that the strength of this sneak attacker would be so weak. He only used his elbow to touch the other party, and the other party's ribs were broken!
This weak guy was not a professional, nor was he one of those people who were his enemies. He was an ordinary mortal who could not be more ordinary!
Second King was not stupid. He just did not like to use his brain to think. But now, it was different. His neck was still bleeding. Perhaps the pressure of death made his brain work quickly.
If it was a strong person of the same level as him, the elbow would only cause some damage to the flesh. Moreover, his neck was injured and blood was flowing quickly. At this time, his strength was only half.
But even so, he still directly broke the other party's ribs. What did this mean? The other party was very thin and did not have much strength!
It was not that there were no people who met these conditions, but the two kings did not expect that a group of worms living in the slums would dare to come here to take revenge on them.
His Majesty and Second Prince had committed too many sins in the slums, so much so that when the Second Prince thought about it, he realized that everyone who had been bullied by them had a reason for killing them.
However, the Second Prince couldn't care so much right now. He only had one thought right now, and that was revenge. Revenge for his brother and himself!
At this moment, the Second King had completely gone berserk. He had turned into a ghost wandering on the edge of hell. He knew that there was no way for him to survive. If there was no healer to treat him in a short period of time, there was no chance for him to survive.
But how could such a high and mighty professional appear in such a place?
There were classes everywhere. In the eyes of the people in the slums, the First and Second Kings were already the highest existences. But who would know that in the eyes of the professionals, the First and Second Kings were nothing more than bugs that were filthy at first glance!
The Second King had never thought of living. There was only one thought in his mind now, and that was to kill the guy who had ambushed him. Only in this way could he vent the hatred in his heart!
Unlike the Second King's madness, Yang Shuo was knocked to the wall by the elbow. He felt as if he had been hit by a car. Even his breathing became short, and there was an unimaginable pain in his chest.
Yang Shuo looked at everything in front of him with some surprise. This was indeed a world full of miracles. Even with the blessing of death, the Second King could still burst out with such terrifying power.
His ribs had been directly broken by the other party. If he could not save himself, his order might be very tragic.
Yang Shuo had seen monsters in the wild who had been surrounded. In order to hunt for prey, the hunters kept throwing javelins. At first, the monsters tried to preserve their strength, but as the javelins hit them one after another, their vitality was extremely depleted. Even if they wanted to escape in the end, there was no point.
At this time, Yang Shuo was in such an environment. If he fully expected the Second King to die first due to excessive blood loss, it would be a big mistake.
There was not much time left for Yang Shuo to be surprised. With the Second King dying, the other party would definitely use the last bit of time to take revenge on him!
Although Yang Shuo's chest hurt, he gritted his teeth and held the dagger in his hand.
Moreover...
Yang Shuo was not completely without a trump card. As he struggled to stand up, he had already begun to use his own energy to perform a healing spell to save himself.
Yang Shuo could not leave this place yet. If he left like this, the Second King would stumble out after him. When that happened, the news of him killing people in this area would spread.
Every place had its own rules. Yang Shuo had killed two bar patrons the first time he came here. Even the boss had the right to kill him, let alone the law of this area.
Not only that, Yang Shuo also remembered a saying.
He who strikes first gains the advantage.
Yang Shuo had no intention of escaping at this time. He gripped his weapon tightly, and his face was solemn because the Second King was already rushing towards him.
Yang Shuo must live.
This was because Nono was still waiting for him at home. Therefore, he had to use all means to survive!
The Second King had considerable strength to begin with. At this time, his elder brother was killed and he was on his last breath. Killing was common sense to him. Therefore, when he saw Yang Shuo, he pounced on him like a madman!
Yang Shuo gripped the dagger tightly, causing his arm to feel a little numb. It also cleared his mind. For him, the most important thing was to solve the problem in front of him!
Thinking of this, Yang Shuo did not dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and charged towards the other party!
The collision between the two caused the Second King to pause for a moment. After all, excessive blood loss had pushed his body to its limit.
This gave Yang Shuo a chance to counterattack. At this moment, he rushed forward. He did not even bother to slash and instead clumsily stabbed at the other party's chest in front of him.
The Second King blocked and swung his fist horizontally, deflecting Yang Shuo's dagger. At this moment, due to inertia, Yang Shuo was only thirty centimeters away from the other party. His palm was a little numb. With one attacking and one defending, Yang Shuo could not use his weapon to hurt the other party for a short period of time. At this moment, Yang Shuo raised his right leg and kicked the other party's crotch.
Yang Shuo felt his foot come into contact with something soft. Immediately after, the Second King's knees went soft and he was about to kneel on the ground. Yang Shuo's face revealed a fierce glint. Like a leopard that had seen its prey, he pounced forward and thrust his arm that held the dagger horizontally!
"Puchi!"
With a piercing sound, the dagger pierced through the other party's chest, causing blood to spurt out!
There was no morality to speak of in the apocalypse. There was no such thing as a gentleman's morality. In that chaotic world, there was only one ultimate goal, and that was to live. To live on regardless of everything!
Despicable means?
That did not exist!
In the apocalypse where there was no morality or mercy, in order to survive, betrayals and sneak attacks were staged every day.
Everyone was trying their best to survive, disregarding everything else. They were like a group of real mental patients. Duel openly? That was a pastime for those who were bored. For people like Yang Shuo, who lived at the bottom of society, the ultimate goal was to defeat the enemy!
At this time, the Second King's vital parts were severely injured. He could no longer stand up and could only watch as the dagger pierced his neck again.
The Second King was dead.
Yang Shuo, who had gotten what he wanted, seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He collapsed to the ground. His head was dizzy, clearly the aftereffects of using healing techniques.
"I can't faint yet!"
Yang Shuo knew what kind of situation he was facing. If he really collapsed here, then after a while, when someone came out to relieve themselves, they would discover the bodies of the Second King and the unconscious him. In the end, even if he won, it would be meaningless.
"I have to persevere!"
However, Yang Shuo was unable to resist the exhaustion of his body. Even if he persevered again and again, he still collapsed at the intersection after taking a few steps.
"It's all over..."
Yang Shuo thought pessimistically. Then, he fell unconscious.
Not long after Yang Shuo fell unconscious, a blurry figure appeared in front of him. The figure looked down at him like a high and mighty god. Then, the figure said indifferently, "You... Want to become the ruler of this Devil Town?"
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