103: Chapter 87: One Buddha Suppresses the Entire Scene [Request for Subscription]_1 103: Chapter 87: One Buddha Suppresses the Entire Scene [Request for Subscription]_1 “Lin Junior!”
Zhou Ya was conflicted, she wanted to foster a good relationship with Lin Baici, but she didn’t want to engage in behavior that was overly blatant.
“My Zhou Ya!”
Du Xin was going crazy with anger.
What are you doing acting so reserved at a ti like this?
Do you want to live or not?
If you do, go hug his thigh, lick his boots with all you’ve got!
If I were in your shoes, I’d have knelt down and sung “Conquer” to him, licking until he howled in delight.
Really,
it’s not shaful!
This is a God Hunter we’re talking about.
It’s worth losing face over.
Hua Yue Yu was very calm; after all, it wasn’t her turn to be a human sacrifice.
If anyone dared choose her, little Bai would surely smash their head in.
Moreover, from her understanding of Lin Baici, she didn’t think he would choose anyone.
Instead, it would probably be those bosses who suggested it that would suffer.
“Who is He Zhongkun?
Why is he so bad?”
Xia Hongyao frowned.
Guo Zheng looked at Lin Baici without saying a word, trying to get a read on his character through this situation.
For a regular Deity Hunter Group attempting to break the Divine Ruins, human lives are often expended to clear the path.
So teams from abroad even take hundreds of people with them to explore the ruins, just to serve as cannon fodder.
Groups that provide a considerable settlent to those used as cannon fodder are considered decent.
More ruthless ones simply exploit others’ lives without any compensation.
The innkeeper said that so big teams play even more high-end gas, setting up religions and brainwashing believers to use them as cannon fodder for exploring the way ahead.
“As cruel as this decision is, undoubtedly it’s the best choice for now!”
Gu Rongjie carefully observed Lin Baici’s expression, choosing her words cautiously in an attempt to persuade him: “This monster that claims to be the Armored Sword Slave looks tough, and a fight would surely result in deaths.
Instead of wasting lives, we might as well…”
Gu Rongjie was too embarrassed to finish her sentence, but the aning was clear—since death was inevitable, better to use them as sacrifices.
“What if I don’t agree?”
Lin Baici said coldly.
“Uh…”
Gu Rongjie tily revealed a bitter smile and touched the slap mark on her face, showing her vulnerability, “I am just a ssenger, I can’t decide anything.”
“Hey, bitch, stop showing off your acting skills here!”
Du Xin cursed loudly.
“Have you made your decision?”
The Armored Sword Slave asked.
“Almost ready, just a mont please!
Just a mont!”
He Zhongkun apologized with a smile.
“Too slow!”
After saying this, the Armored Sword Slave suddenly lunged forward, appearing before the crowd, brandishing his greatsword.
Whoosh!
The Door Plank Greatsword, like thunder, swiftly slashed through three girls’ bodies, casting a large cloud of blood mist.
Ah!
People scread, scattering and running in all directions once again.
One girl was cut in half at the waist and didn’t die imdiately, letting out a piercing wail.
“If you do not present a human sacrifice soon, I will kill you all!”
The Armored Sword Slave scoffed, twisting his wrist, flinging the fresh blood from his greatsword in a crimson arc that hit the ground.
So of it splashed into the river of molten iron, evaporating with a hissing sound.
“We’ll choose now!
We’re choosing now!”
While speaking, He Zhongkun ran to Lin Baici’s side: “Friend, choosing five people from each side is the fairest thod!”
Two bodyguards followed close behind him.
“Fair?”
Xia Hongyao couldn’t help but laugh: “So what about the fairness for those ten selected individuals?”
“You’re taking the fun out of it if you talk like that!”
He Zhongkun thought this woman really put all her nutrition into her chest—what was the point of caring about these things at such a mont?
If those chosen as sacrifices die, what does fairness matter to them afterward?
Could they beco ghosts and co back to claim our lives?
Even if they could, I could sell them off again.
[A coal mine owner with a black heart and ruthless actions.
In his early days, he participated in fights over mine rights, witnessed casualties, and his mines had suffered collapses which he concealed without reporting, failing to arrange tily rescues.
Instead, he compensated the families of those killed in the mining disaster with 500,000 yuan per life!]
[His bodyguards were experienced fighters with blood on their hands!]
[This man was a creature in the middle of the food chain, practicing the law of the jungle!]
“Friend, there’s no ti left.
You’ve seen it, this monster is so strong, it could kill all of us.
If we want to live, we’ll have to sacrifice so,” urged He Zhongkun to Lin Baici, realizing that within this little group, this handso young man was the decision-maker.
“Alright then!”
Lin Baici looked at He Zhongkun: “I choose you!”
“What?”
He Zhongkun was stunned; his two bodyguards imdiately reached into their jackets, clearly about to pull out weapons.
“Friend, that’s not a funny joke!”
He Zhongkun forced a smile through his malice.
“Who’s joking with you?”
Fearing that the Armored Sword Slave might go on a rampage, Guo Zheng quickly took action and selected ten people to be sacrifices: “You, you, and you guys over there, beco human sacrifices!”
No one objected because Guo Zheng had shown a handgun, which was the strongest deterrent.
He Zhongkun’s face darkened, teeth itched with rage.
If this were his territory, he would have blasted their heads off with his homade five-shot shotgun, then dumped them in an abandoned mine.
Within days, wild dogs would have picked their bones clean.
“Yo, not scared?”
Guo Zheng was surprised; although He Zhongkun and his two bodyguards were shocked, they were not scared, their deanor that of hardcore toughs.
“Let’s talk this out, no need for violence!
Let’s have a peaceful conversation!”
Fu Jinlin hurried to diate: “God Lin, this man is a major mining boss from the Mining Province, worth billions and with connections that reach to the heavens.
Boss He, this is God Lin, a God Hunter, and you don’t have the standing to negotiate with him!”
Though Fu Jinlin’s words were deaning and He Zhongkun would have normally exploded with rage, slapping the man hard, he didn’t get offended at the mont, his mind entirely fixated on the words ‘God Hunter.’
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