I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 235: Dark Tang San

"boom!"

Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed the head of a bystander directly.

Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, staining the ground red.

"Go! He's alone." Several strong men shouted and rushed towards Tang San.

"what!"

The girl in black seemed to be shocked by the bloody scene. She screamed, grabbed the corner of Lu Feng's clothes, and hid behind him.

Her face was pale and there was a hint of fear in her eyes, and it was unclear whether she was pretending or real.

"Don't be afraid." Lu Feng patted her hands with a gentle tone.

He brought the girl to the street, found a bench to sit on, but his eyes never left Tang San's figure.

Tang San at this moment was completely different from the gentle and jade-like boy in Lu Feng's memory.

He had a blank expression on his face, but exuded a frightening murderous intent. Especially his eyes, which showed a cold indifference to life, as if he was not killing humans, but a group of beasts.

"This kid is quite capable." Lu Feng sighed in a low voice.

The girl in black covered her mouth and whispered, "That man is Iron Hammer Shura, who has won more than 40 victories in the Hell Killing Field. Perhaps, he will be the next God of Killing."

Lu Feng heard a clue from her words, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion: "Could it be that in recent years, a killing god has appeared in the Killing City?"

The girl in black nodded, her tone a little awed: "A year ago, the Hell Emissary won a hundred victories and walked out of the City of Slaughter."

"The messenger of hell?"

Lu Feng repeated it in a low voice, and a name quickly flashed through his mind - Hu Liena.

"The King of Killing allows the emergence of another God of Killing?" Lu Feng continued to ask, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone.

The black-clothed girl pouted and said, "The appearance of every Killing God is a hidden danger to the Killing City. However, the Hell Messenger is a disciple of another Killing God, so it is difficult for the Killing King to stop him."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Tang San, a cold light flashed in her eyes: "Iron Hammer Shura refused the King of Slaughter's recruitment, we are ready to take action against him."

Hearing this, Lu Feng looked at the girl in surprise.

How could a waitress like her know such a confidential matter?

As if she saw Lu Feng's doubts, the girl smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery in her tone: "In addition to being a guide, I am also the messenger of the King of Slaughter."

"What do you mean?" Lu Feng frowned slightly.

The girl looked at Lu Feng, and a blood-red light flashed in her eyes.

She raised her head and said, "The King of Slaughter gave me a drop of blood, and I gained the power to enter and leave the Slaughter City freely."

"vampire!"

Lu Feng's heart was shocked and a word flashed quickly in his mind.

He remembered that in the legends of the West of Blue Star in his previous life, the vampire race developed their offspring through blood.

If he remembered correctly, Tang Chen was now possessed by a giant bat, and had become neither human nor ghost.

Lu Feng held the girl's hand, and a trace of Xuan Tian Gong's internal force quietly passed over. In his perception, the girl had no soul rings in her body, but she had strength that was not inferior to that of a soul saint.

"It's quite interesting. She has even surpassed the scope of human beings." Lu Feng thought to himself.

"It seems that this city of killing still hides many secrets."

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and several corpses flew out, with blood staining the ground red.

Tang San's eyes were still cold and empty, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was wrapped with strange black lines.

At this time, he slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on Lu Feng. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger. "Lu Feng? Why is he here?" Tang San pondered inwardly with some doubt in his heart.

Then, he no longer paid attention to the desperadoes around him and turned away from the street.

"Interesting." Lu Feng touched his chin and looked at Tang San's back with interest.

Seeing that Lu Feng seemed very interested in Tang San, the black-clothed girl whispered, "Iron Hammer Shura was imprisoned for more than a year. Otherwise, he would have won a hundred victories by now."

"Oh?" Lu Feng immediately became interested. "Who is so powerful?"

"They are from the Chrysanthemum Picking Alliance." The girl whispered with a hint of disgust in her tone.

"Chrysanthemum Picking Alliance?"

Lu Feng frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Who are they?"

The girl's face flushed slightly, and she leaned close to Lu Feng's ear and whispered a few words.

Suddenly, Lu Feng's face turned strange. He didn't expect that there were people with such special hobbies in the Slaughter City, and they even formed an organization.

In a dark room.

In the entire room, there was only one fist-sized air outlet, through which a ray of light came. The room was simply furnished, with only a worn-out bed and a cabinet.

"boom!"

Tang San pushed the cabinet behind the door, then lay down on the big bed helplessly. His face was pale, with a hint of fatigue and pain in his eyes.

Soul skills cannot be used in the City of Slaughter. Tang San was once ambushed and his soul guide was stolen.

Although he later took back Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night, the hidden weapons and other materials inside had long since disappeared.

Tang San, who lost his hidden weapon, was like a lame tiger and his strength was greatly reduced.

Relying on the endless power of Xuantian Gong, he had lived here for more than two years with difficulty.

Tang San looked at the ceiling quietly, and Lu Feng's figure appeared in his mind.

"Did Lu Feng come here to gain experience? Or was he being plotted against like me?" Tang San whispered to himself, with some doubt in his tone.

"Forget it. I can't even protect myself now, so I won't care about others."

He thought back to Hu Liena, whom he met a year ago.

At that time, he had been tortured beyond recognition, while the opponent had just won a hundred games and was in high spirits.

It was at that time that Tang San knew the only way to leave the City of Slaughter.

During this year, Tang San thought a lot.

He swore in his heart that if he could get out alive, the first thing he would do was to burn down the blue silver grass forest.

Then, it’s about finding the murderer who brought him to this hellish place.

Or maybe it was that soul beast that brought him here.

Unconsciously, Tang San recalled the unbearable past events of a year ago. He would never forget those hellish days.

"Five hundred and three days! I have been tortured for a full five hundred and three days!"

Tang San's voice was hoarse and low, as if every word weighed a thousand pounds.

His fists were clenched tightly, his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped through his fingers.

However, he seemed to feel no pain, and only murmured in a low voice: "This dirty garbage dump... I will destroy this place, destroy everything!"

"Dong dong dong."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.

(End of this chapter)