novelraw Chapter 53 Good people really do deserve to have guns pointed at them.
Chapter 53 Good people really do deserve to have guns pointed at them.
What courage! Zhou Yunting was secretly shocked. He could never do something as brave as a warrior cutting off his own arm.
Faced with such a Qiao Feng, he felt respect and also understood that some advantages should not be taken, nor should they be taken.
After announcing these decisions, Qiao Feng's expression seemed much better, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He turned to Russell and asked, "Is Young Master Luo satisfied with this arrangement?"
Russell sighed softly, "Steve Jobs is so thorough, what more can I say?"
"Young Master Luo is truly righteous." Qiao Feng cupped his hands in greeting, not finding anything wrong with Russell's killing spree today.
If he were to suffer such humiliation, he wouldn't listen to anything anyone said.
With that, the matter concerning the Beggars' Sect came to an end. After saying goodbye to Zhou Cailing, Luo Su prepared to leave with Mu Wanqing.
Just as he was about to leave the square, a voice filled with suppressed anger came from behind him: "Since this is all a misunderstanding, why don't you explain? You killed so many of us! What were you thinking?!"
"..."
Russell paused, then slowly turned his head.
Seeing this, Qiao Feng looked at the disciple who had spoken, opened his mouth, but had nothing to say. He could only sigh deeply, knowing he would have to give out another sum of compensation...
Although the people present did not agree, the expressions on their faces proved that they all harbored the same doubts and resentments to varying degrees.
Russell's gaze swept over the faces, and a slow grin spread across his lips. He had been too kind; now even the most insignificant people dared to speak to him like that. Indeed, good people are easier to threaten than truly evil ones.
They seem to have forgotten that not long ago they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Now that the truth is out, they immediately and automatically assume the role of victims, questioning why you didn't explain and why you killed so many people.
The reason for this change was simply that his identity had changed from that of a thug to that of a chivalrous knight.
That's really laughable.
He reached out and grabbed a few pebbles, then flicked them away. The pebbles flew out like a shower of flowers, and the person who had shouted, along with the area around him, immediately fell silent.
Decisive, efficient, and ruthless.
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water, chilled to the bone.
The scene of Russell massacring everyone just now resurfaced in everyone's minds, and the fear that had been temporarily suppressed because of Qiao Feng's return rose up again.
"He who seeks to kill will be killed. They came to kill me, so they died. Of course, you can continue to come and kill me, and see if you die." Although Russell was smiling, no one spoke when his gaze swept over them. Everyone shuddered and lowered their heads.
"Useless." Russell let out an undisguised sneer, turned around, and swaggered out of the square with Mu Wanqing.
As the figure receded into the distance, the suffocating atmosphere in the square seemed to slowly dissipate as well.
The survivors were exhausted, as if they had just experienced a nightmare. Many of them collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
"Elder Bai, Elder Wu, I'll have to trouble you to clean up this mess." Qiao Feng shook his head, thinking that the rabble were truly ignorant of death and had lost their lives in vain.
……
The two hadn't walked far when, just as they turned a street corner, they encountered a woman.
The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in fine silks and satins, and was quite beautiful and flamboyant.
She had been heading towards the Beggars' Sect headquarters, but after just one glance at Russell, her eyes were glued to him, and she moved toward him with a charming smile on her face.
Mu Wanqing frowned, immediately stepped forward to block Luo Su, and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"
When Kang Min saw someone blocking her way, she wasn't annoyed. Instead, she covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling, her voice alluring and seductive: "Miss, don't be nervous. I just wanted to ask the young master something. What men hate most is a woman who is jealous and doesn't know how to behave properly."
As she spoke, her gaze remained fixed on Russell's face, as if she wanted to devour him whole.
Russell looked at the woman striking a seductive pose in front of him, and a thought suddenly struck him: "Are you Kang Min, Ma Dayuan's wife?"
"Indeed, young master, you have heard of my name. I am truly honored." Upon hearing this, Kang Min was taken aback at first, then her smile widened, her eyes almost dripping with seductive charm, her waist swaying slightly, and her voice becoming increasingly sweet.
"That's good," Russell said, turning to look at Mu Wanqing.
Kang Min thought that the person in front of her had been lusting after her for a long time, and she couldn't help but feel smug. She was about to use all her charms to seduce him. If she could get close to such a person, wouldn't that be a hundred times better than that clueless old man Ma Dayuan?
To be fair, she was indeed beautiful; otherwise, Duan Zhengchun wouldn't have taken a liking to her.
Unfortunately, Russell did not appreciate the spirit of the Wei and Jin dynasties.
The next moment, the charming smile on her face froze, and the allure in her eyes was replaced by confusion at the same time.
She instinctively raised her hand to cover her throat, where a thin line of blood suddenly split open, and warm liquid gushed out. Her body swayed and then collapsed to the ground.
[Qiao Feng/Xiao Feng]
[Causal connection: 99% → 100%, triggering a lottery draw. Draw now?]
Seeing the pop-up window appear before him, Russell couldn't help but smile, giving Mu Wanqing a satisfied look: "Well done."
Mu Wanqing smiled smugly and proudly raised her chin.
Of course, Russell was even happier at this moment. Counting the eight draws contributed by the Xiao family father and son, Murong Fu, Quan Guanqing and You Tanzhi, Russell's current number of draws has reached a very impressive 18.
What a wonderful number! He'd decided that once he'd defeated Ding Chunqiu and collected twenty kills, he'd try two ten-kill runs to test the waters.
Based on his years of experience with gacha pulls, he believes that a 10-pull is the best way to guarantee a high drop rate.
……
After leaving the Beggars' Sect headquarters, the two went to a desolate mountain, where Murong Fu and Kumārajīva were already waiting.
"Benefactor Luo's methods are truly astounding to this humble monk," Kumārajīva said sincerely, his hands clasped together.
Although he was a man outside the secular world, he had witnessed battles on the battlefield and fights in the martial arts world, but he had never seen anything like this before, where he faced thousands of heroes alone and fought until no one dared to challenge him.
The square in front of the Hall of Righteousness was no exaggeration to call it a slaughterhouse; it was hard to find even a complete corpse.
"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key." Russell laughed and mounted his horse. "I love flattery. If the master can say a few more words, then say them."
Kumārajīva: "..."
After this incident, Russell's fearsome reputation was fully established and made public.