Chapter 915: 563. Calculation and Killing 2
The young man sneered and approached, the little boy retreating in terror.
But before he could take two steps, the young man’s eyes suddenly widened. He only felt a thin needle cruelly piercing into his heart.
The young man wanted to call for help, but before he could shout, his mouth was covered by soone.
Zhang ngchan stood there blankly, watching Qing Chen, who had appeared behind the young man without anyone noticing, covering the young man’s mouth, stirring his heart, and smiling at him.
The little boy watched as the young man’s gaze gradually dimd, until his face turned purple and his chest ceased to rise and fall.
The young man, in the hands of that boss, couldn’t break free no matter how he struggled.
And all of this was as easy for that boss as drinking a glass of soy milk.
As agreed, if Zhang ngchan wanted to follow Qing Chen, he had to undergo a test. This test was simple: cooperate with Qing Chen to lure the Jindai Ti Traveler to an unmonitored place and then kill them.
The little boy recalled his “fragile” evaluation of Qing Chen and suddenly felt he had been too naive; this was the true beast.
The next mont, Qing Chen sacrificed the young man to the Puppeteer. The little boy watched as the young man turned to dust, leaving not even a corpse behind: “This is…”
“Magic,” Qing Chen said with a smile: “A big transformation.”
Zhang ngchan had seen many cruel things in the slums, but it was the first ti he had to cooperate in sothing like this.
When he thought about participating in a murder, he began to tremble all over.
Seeing it and being involved are not the sa.
Only when you truly encounter it can you understand the adrenaline rush of that mont, especially soone like Zhang ngchan who already possessed a sixth sense.
Qing Chen said nothing; he only wanted to see when Zhang ngchan would calm down.
In just ten seconds, the little boy stopped shaking. He asked calmly: “Why kill him? There must be a reason.”
“What if I say there’s no reason, just to test you, how about that?” Qing Chen asked.
“Then I can’t follow you anymore. You’re no different from those people,” the little boy said stubbornly.
Qing Chen laughed: “That’s the answer I wanted.”
“Huh?” Zhang ngchan was taken aback.
Qing Chen explained: “This person was one of those chasing a few days ago. They wanted to use a little girl as a toy, treating life like it’s worthless, so I killed him. In the future, I will kill many more like him.”
“But why do you say it’s the answer you wanted? Don’t you need my loyalty?” Zhang ngchan asked.
Qing Chen turned and walked out of the alley: “What I need are people who will journey with .”
The cold wind blew through the alley. Zhang ngchan watched the retreating figure, then chased after it: “What about the stolen phones?”
“Smash them. If you carry them, they can be tracked,” Qing Chen said.
“Why not keep them, and when they co for us, we kill them?” Zhang ngchan asked, looking up.
This ti Qing Chen was startled. He said with a wry smile: “The idea is good, but here it’s their field. Next ti, when it’s our field, we’ll be so high-profile.”
At a certain mont, Qing Chen suddenly realized this little boy might have potential as a killer.
“Boss, how can I beco as strong as you? Can you teach ?” Zhang ngchan followed Qing Chen.
Qing Chen sighed: “You can’t walk my path, but you can follow Lao Luo’s path.”
“Why?” Zhang ngchan asked curiously.
But Qing Chen didn’t answer. It was sothing he regretted.
The Knight’s path requires completing it as an ordinary person without chanical limbs, as that would be an external force.
Otherwise, a normal person equipped with a high-performance chanical arm and chanical leg might succeed in the life-and-death test.
But if Zhang ngchan lost his chanical eyes, he would be completely blind and unable to complete the life-and-death test.
Thus, the boy’s past experiences ensured he could only beco a Knight Courier and not a Knight.
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“How many have we killed today?” Qing Chen asked.
Zhang ngchan was panting, counting on his fingers: “28.”
He didn’t know until he counted, and he was startled. He instinctively glanced at the boss beside him eating ran, thinking this efficiency was incredible.
This boss had clearly carefully selected these 28 people and planned a perfect route.
After killing one, they could quickly find the next.
Zhang ngchan felt he had spent the entire morning endlessly stealing and acting, to the point of being numb.
Thinking of this.
The little boy truly felt worried for those who had ever thought of targeting this boss in the Ninth District.
“The warm-up is over,” Qing Chen said with a smile: “Go back and find Lao Luo. Tell him what happened today, then hide well. He’ll help you dispose of the clothes you wore today. Also, if no one cos for you by tonight, it ans no one has identified you.”
The 28 missing Jindai Ti Travelers all had one thing in common: they had their phones stolen by a little boy.
Although Zhang ngchan had covered his face the whole ti, avoided surveillance, and Qing Chen had taken him to change clothes, there was no guarantee the Jindai Consortium wouldn’t find sothing, so the safest bet was to lay low temporarily.
“Boss, where are you going?” Zhang ngchan asked curiously: “Aren’t you coming back?”
“I have more important things to do,” Qing Chen said, putting down his chopsticks and getting up to leave: “The next thing, you can’t participate, it’s too dangerous.”
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