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Chapter 392: Chapter 386: Chaos After Chaos

In the chaos, more than ten people were running straight towards them from a distance, clearly targeting Su Changxing, the wealthy cripple.

Su Changxing could distinctly hear someone shouting, ”Brothers, a horse never fattens without night grass, a man never gets rich without a windfall, let’s finish him.”

Su Changxing immediately pulled out the steel saber from his backpack and limped towards them, realizing that only blood could calm these people down, words would be wasted.

A blue gleam surfaced on the blade, sharp enough to hurt the eyes.

[Concentrating: 500%]

With one step forward, one slash, four or five people fell to the ground simultaneously, blood spraying in an arc, landing on the gray, blurred floor tiles.

The people behind suddenly stopped, looking at Su Changxing with terror; with just one easy slash, four or five of them had died, and horror unknowingly spread in their hearts.

The next moment, they screamed in fear and scattered in all directions.

Su Changxing blinked, looking at the monk, ”Do I look scary?”

The monk thought for a moment and said, ”Your aura is indeed a bit frightening, like a mad killer.”

Su Changxing held his breath and said, ”I suspect there’s one of those demon puppets you mentioned here, does your phone have any related task prompts?”

The monk picked up his phone, checked it, and said:

”No, actually, I’ve thought so too, but so far there’s no discovery. The aura of such puppets is obvious and can be easily detected, so there might not be any nearby.”

Su Changxing shook his head and said, ”Don’t be so sure; I’ve also seen that thing, and it’s not simple.”

Then, they walked around the entire gathering place, but found nothing, and the chaos continued.

Just walking this round, Su Changxing had already gained a notorious reputation, with a dozen or twenty people having died at his hands, and no one dared to bother them anymore.

This wasn’t mindless chaos but organized chaos; those joining knew what they were doing, even with a purpose.

Desire and negative emotions unknowingly magnified.

This is a terrifying thing.

Su Changxing recalled the monk-like monster he encountered at the energy station, which also had similar abilities, merely amplifying subtle emotions.

”Monk, soon you should leave here; something is wrong with this gathering place. Although I don’t know what’s wrong, you need to leave, or you’ll die here, even if you are an Extraordinary.”

Su Changxing suddenly stopped and said to the monk behind him.

This emotional influence is more deadly to an Extraordinary, especially since the monk has already been affected, he will inevitably fall into self-collapse.

Extraordinaries are inherently a fragile balance.

The monk didn’t think much and decisively said, ”I cannot leave; I can’t just watch these people die continuously.”

Su Changxing laughed lightly and said, ”Didn’t you say you’re not a monk anymore?”

The monk retorted, ”Does that conflict?”

Su Changxing nodded and laughed, ”Hmm, it doesn’t conflict, but it’s foolish.”

Some keen people in the gathering place noticed something was wrong and began to leave gradually, the most miserable being those ”useless people,” with low combat effectiveness and unable to leave, they suffered the most casualties.

Until the afternoon, the chaos suddenly stopped, like a ceasefire.

”I don’t know what they’re doing, fighting, what’s good about fighting, go out and fight those zombies instead.”

The old man was very angry, muttering, cursing at the entrance.

He had always been calm, hadn’t joined the chaos, and instead tried to stop it, but with little effect.

In the hall, a few people were covered in blood, now lowering their heads and saying nothing, in silence.

Su Changxing held a cup of sake in one hand and laughed, ”Elder Chen, you’re wise to always maintain yourself.”

The old man looked up and said, ”Of course, I used to be a monk, purifying the heart is basic skill.”

The monk wasn’t here, but wandering outside, seeing if he could find any clues.

At this time, a young man with dark skin and a hat reappeared in Su Changxing’s view, walking over from the other end of the street, looking hurried.

He walked to Su Changxing’s side, leaned over, and whispered, ”Our boss wants me to tell you, quite a few people from Chenxi have entered the gathering place, claiming to look for a monk.”

Did Wu Qingsheng already know about weihuo’s identity?

But that’s not surprising, considering they had been here before.

Su Changxing pursed his lips, smiled, and said, ”Is my companion a guest at your place?”

The young man nodded, said no more, and turned to leave.

”The Chenxi people are coming now, did they know the monk is here? Either someone in Chenxi spotted the monk here, or relied on some kind of ability.”

Su Changxing felt things were becoming complicated; it seemed they were hitting the gun’s muzzle, the monk really wasn’t reliable, or rather, not lucky.

”However, the Chenxi people are really something, putting so much effort into finishing off a foolish monk.”

He shrugged, laughed, and drained the remaining liquor in his cup, then got up and walked towards the door, waving to the old man:

”I’m going out for a stroll.”

The old man watched Su Changxing’s back, smiling, ”Still running around in this state.”

Sure enough, when Su Changxing reached the market, he saw the monk and more than ten Chenxi people fighting, and the monk must have hidden and then come out again.

He has an obsession with Chenxi, emotions unknowingly staying intense.

Su Changxing looked around, found an inconspicuous place to sit, his eyes glinting with a green glow.

Pastoral Spirit.

Seven or eight Evil Spirits surged along the street, rushing towards the Chenxi people.

With the help of these Evil Spirits, the monk suddenly found it much easier, loudly chanting scriptures, and the bystanders covered their ears and retreated.

”I said he was an Extraordinary, how can such an extraordinary aura be that of an ordinary person.”

”Are those people from Chenxi? They’re also this powerful.”

”Ghost, that person can actually summon ghosts to fight for him!”

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Even after the chaos they just experienced, these people were still watching the commotion eagerly, not caring about the danger of being accidentally killed.

”But, are these Chenxi people here just to deliver food?”

Su Changxing still didn’t think this batch was much stronger than the last; if it was just to deal with the monk alone, it would certainly be enough, but not with him there, and the other party definitely realized this issue.

No one is completely foolish, let alone the Chenxi.

Soon enough, the monk gained the upper hand, slashing four or five Chenxi people to death, including two superpower users.