Black Book

Chapter 287 Take my righteous backstab!
Can't hide!
The only way to survive is to fight for it!
At the critical moment, Yan Yunsheng suddenly realized something. He ignored his overdrawn flesh and blood, and desperately mobilized all his energy to strike out with a brilliant blow that sounded like a tiger's roar and a dragon's howl.

Woooooooo~
The blade tore through the air, making a sharp sound, and collided with the enemy's sword without any fancy moves, exploding into a circle of spherical white mist visible to the naked eye.

The energy that was compressed to the extreme exploded with a loud bang, and a translucent shock wave swept across the courtyard. Several constables who were close to it were like being hit head-on by a heavy-loaded truck, and they flew directly into the air and flew several meters away.

Some people were even knocked directly against the courtyard wall, and it took them several seconds to slide down, vomiting blood.

In the center of the battlefield, the clothes on Yan Yunsheng's upper body were torn into pieces by the dissipated force, and the remaining sword energy cut a hideous sword mark on his chest so deep that the bone could be seen.

The remaining destructive force seeped into his internal organs, causing him to spit out blood. He flew backwards, rubbing against the ground for more than ten meters until he hit the steps and stopped.

On the other side, the middle-aged man maintained the posture of chopping with the sword, lowered his head stiffly and slowly, and stared at the bright red spot on his chest where his heart was.

Slowly turning his head and looking at the cold and handsome young man beside the battlefield, the man squeezed out two words from between his teeth in pain.

"mean!"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

You are attacking the imperial court with weapons!

How come you act like a hero who fights against the powerful? !

Take my righteous backstab!
With an indescribable frown on his face, Zhu Haomiao let the middle-aged man escape over the wall with his hands covering his chest. He stretched out his hand and a thin steel needle appeared in an instant and was accurately clamped between his fingers.

Stopping Yan Yunsheng who was trying to stand up and chase after him, Zhu Haomiao looked at him deeply and raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.

"Don't force it. Just take care of your injuries. He can't escape."

After saying that, Zhu Haomiao took a step forward and chased after him slowly.

On the other side, a thin middle-aged man staggered, holding his chest. The heart-wrenching pain invaded his nerves like waves. The cold chill spread through his limbs. His vision became increasingly blurred, and his movements became increasingly slow and weak.

His vision went dark, and every beat of his heart not only failed to bring him strength, but instead drained away his dwindling vitality.

The originally pinhole-sized bloodstain on his chest spread wider and wider, and blood flowed out from his chest and back, soaking his entire upper body, turning him into a bloody man.

Not far behind him, Zhu Haomiao was strolling leisurely, like a patient hunter, calmly waiting for his prey to fall.

Finally, the desire to survive could not withstand the fatal wound in his chest that pierced his heart. The man's steps became heavier and heavier, and finally he fell to the ground with a thud, struggling to reach out and crawl forward.

But when he raised his head, a pair of exquisite dragon-patterned brocade shoes caught his sight. As his gaze moved upward, a devil-like boy was looking down at him, and an indescribable evil light seemed to be rolling in his dark and deep pupils.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Zhu Haomiao squatted down, stared at the man's gradually dilating pupils from a close distance, and whispered softly.

"If you don't tell me now, there will be no chance."

"Break the prison...save...me..."

The man stammered, but his vision was completely occupied by darkness and he gradually lost the strength to speak.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips in disgust as he saw the man's pupils dilate rapidly and his head slowly droop.

No spirit!

You want to break into the prison in such a low voice?!
At least you finish what you are saying before you die!
With a sigh, Zhu Haomiao stood up and pointed to the corpse at his feet to a group of constables who were hurriedly chasing after him.

"Bring back."

"Yes! Your lord!"

Amid the excited and fearful discussions of the crowd, Zhu Haomiao led a group of people back, his lazy and blurred vision gradually losing focus, his mind sinking into his body. [Greed] +159
[Greed]: LV.1→LV.2 (71/200)

[God] +1
[Agility] +1
[Greed Coins] +19
The wages of avarice is death.

It seems that this guy was instructed by someone and came here to jailbreak without knowing who he wanted to rob.
He moved his fingers subconsciously, and a dazzling and gorgeous gold coin appeared between Zhu Haomiao's fingers like magic, rolling and dancing lightly like an elf.

Looking at the more than 30 [Greed Coins] he had accumulated, the boy rubbed his chin in distress.

Ever since he had mastered all eight basic powers, his need for [Greed Coins] was no longer so urgent.

I originally saved up more than a dozen of them, intending to start my metamorphosis directly after my inner strength reached the fourth level.

But now I have another 19 coins, it would be a bit of a waste to just leave them there...

What's more crucial is that the accumulation of the [Body] attribute is too huge, more than twice that of other attributes!
If you don’t use some special means to speed up the realization, it will accumulate more and more, and you will never be able to digest it all!

After a little sensing, Zhu Haomiao discovered that with his current low energy level, he only needed two gold coins to realize some attributes, and the cost-effectiveness was still relatively high!

The young man nodded thoughtfully, his mind moved, and the authority of [Greed] released the mysterious power of the law, distorting the concept of time, reversing cause and effect, and instantly transforming potential into reality.

Gulu gulu~
But after consuming 8 [Greed Gold Coins] and converting 4 points of [Body] attributes, Zhu Haomiao had to stop, covering his growling belly and sighing helplessly.

I ate and drank a lot these past ten days, and the little bit of nutrition I had finally accumulated was all used up in an instant...

Fortunately, this world has food of the highest quality from heaven and earth!

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao's mind moved and he called out silently in his heart.

“Wilson…”

"Yes, my lord."

"How is the blood food channel going?"

“The channel framework has been initially established.”

"I'm hungry. Send some food to [Pingyang Marquis's Mansion] as soon as possible."

"As ordered."

Satisfied with severing the faith link, Zhu Haomiao returned to the Anti-Theft Division, checked on the injured, and made sure that their lives were not in danger before finding Yan Yunsheng.

In the lobby, Yan Yunsheng sat upright on a chair, his upper body wrapped in white gauze, a trace of blood oozing out of his chest, and he calmly directed the aftermath.

"grown ups!"

Seeing that he was trying to stand up and salute with difficulty, Zhu Haomiao quickly pushed him back.

"No need to be polite. Is the injury serious?"

Hearing this, Yan Yunsheng, whose eyebrows were twitching in pain, grinned.

"It's not serious, they are just minor injuries. They will heal in ten days or half a month!"

Immediately, he revealed a trace of uncontrollable excitement and reported in a low voice.

"Sir, I have made a breakthrough! I have been promoted to the seventh rank!"

The long-cherished wish suddenly came true, and even Yan Yunsheng, who was usually calm, couldn't help but tremble slightly, with his eyes reddening.

(End of this chapter)