I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

As soon as Moyin finished speaking, Robert stepped on the young man's neck and broke it, then returned to Moyin's side and waited with his hands down.

The people on the street were panicked by Robert's killing in the street and they ran away screaming.

"well done."

Moyin snapped her fingers, and then the space beside her twisted. Then two swords, one long and one short, were hung on her waist. Her waist-length black hair, as smooth as a waterfall, hung naturally behind her. The black belly-baring top she wore on her upper body generously revealed the girl's slender waist and white belly.

Under the brown shorts are two straight beautiful legs wrapped in white stockings. However, compared with the girl's slightly seductive outfit, the coldness between her eyebrows adds a touch of contrasting cuteness.

"Brother, long time no see."

After seeing Moyin, the indifference in Modie's eyes melted away, replaced by burning love.

"You're becoming more and more feminine, but I didn't expect you to choose such a bold outfit, Xiaodie."

Moyin rubbed Modie's little face jokingly.

"Riko-san helped me put it together. She said that my brother would definitely like this outfit, so I put it on."

Modie's face flushed slightly and she said happily.

"It's really pretty, but I have something important to do. This is the new place of revenge I found for you."

Moyin pointed with his eyes at the small bag of white powder in the pool of blood of the boy who was killed by Robert earlier.

"Thank you, Brother. I will have a lot of fun."

Following Moyin's gaze, Modie curled up the corners of her mouth to reveal a cute but murderous smile.

Then Modie grabbed Moyin's hand and kissed the back of his hand lovingly. Then she drew out the two swords from her waist. A natural and awe-inspiring murderous intent enveloped the entire slum. For a moment, all the residents in the slum felt as if something horrible was pinching their hearts, making them uneasy.

Afterwards, Modie turned into a black shadow and quickly shuttled through the slums.

The people who were engaged in drug dealing were cut in half one after another without realizing what was happening. Their upper bodies slid down and they crawled on the ground, wailing in severe pain.

Some buyers even snatched the powder from the hands of the sellers who had also been cut in half and inhaled it into their noses to avoid the pain.

Chapter 1626 Fabiola: Terrible Chiptos!

"Who is that?"

Robert asked as he looked at the black girl, a symbol of death, who was walking away.

"It's my sister. Her name is Modie. She happened to meet me when she was sold by her drug-addicted father. Like me, she hates drugs very much."

"Robert, remember, if someone has anything to do with drugs, you don't need to ask for permission, and you don't need to care about their identity. Just kill them without mercy, and make them suffer in any way you can."

Moyin answered.

"Understood. Master, do you need me to help the young lady deal with the scum in this slum?"

Robert asked for instructions.

"No need. Xiaodie is enough on her own. Those people are her targets of revenge. She and her team have already slaughtered several worlds before. This is her revenge site."

Moyin answered.

"understood."

Robert stopped talking and stood silently beside Moyin.

Half an hour later.

"Hey, hey, hey, my cheap master, can you hear me or not? I might be delayed for a while. There's a murderer who keeps slashing people on the street where I live. I have to go deal with him, so I might be late."

Moyin heard Fabiola's voice through the Blood Stone.

"That's my sister, Modie, by the way. If you stand in her way, you'll die."

Moyin answered.

"You, you, you, you, what are you crazy about? Why are you suddenly going to kill everyone in my hometown?"

Fabiola asked frantically, holding a pump-action shotgun in one hand and pressing the communicator with the other.

"Modie only kills drug dealers and the scum who protect them. She gives you the illusion that she wants to kill everyone here, but that's just because there are too many drug dealers here. As long as no one in your family does this and you don't attack her, she won't kill you."

"She's the best!"

Fabiola felt a little relieved and then cut off contact.

She also hated those drug-dealing scumbags. Now that she knew that the suddenly appearing serial killer had a purpose and that her family would not be targeted, she was naturally relieved.

After Fabiola interrupted the communication, Moyin found a bench to sit down, took out a pack of cigarettes and put it in his mouth.

Robert took out a lighter from somewhere and lit a cigarette for Moyin, then continued to stand quietly by the side.

Two hours later.

Modie, without a drop of blood on her body, walked over from the corner of the street and then sat on Moyin's lap.

"Brother, I had a lot of fun, but I want to stay here longer. There are a lot of nasty smells in this world. Is that okay?"

Modie leaned on Moyin's chest like a kitten and acted coquettishly.

"You can do whatever you want. Take revenge as much as you want. Kill anyone who stands in your way."

Moyin touched Modie's little head lovingly.

"Is there nothing I can help you with, brother?"

Modie pecked Moyin on the neck and then asked.

"Isn't what you want to do what I want to do?"

Moyin said with a smile.

"Hehe, my brother really dotes on me."

Modie smiled happily.

"Ah, she, she is the serial killer?!"

An inappropriate and rude voice of a maid was heard from the side.

"Well, I killed the man. Do you have any problem with that?"

Modie turned her head and glanced coldly at Fabiola. She was almost sold to drug dealers by her father and was very sensitive to things related to drug dealers. So when Fabiola questioned her, she subconsciously thought that this little maid was feeling sorry for the dead.

Stared at by Modie's beautiful red eyes, Fabiola's legs suddenly went weak and she fell to the ground, cold sweat instantly covering her forehead.

That murderous intent was so terrifying! Just by being watched, she felt like she would die in the next second.

What on earth was that? ? ? It was a beautiful pupil like a top-grade gemstone, but the moment they looked at each other, it seemed to turn into a sea of ​​blood with endless bones floating in it! It was as if countless dead bodies were dissolved in it, and just looking at it made her feel suffocated.

"Okay, Xiaodie, don't scare her. She's not an accomplice of those scum. It's just that this is her hometown. Too many people have died for her. She needs some time to accept it."

Moyin touched Modie's little face and spoke.

"Oh... I'm sorry you had to witness this, but I will still kill anyone who does this."

Seeing Moyin speaking, Modie immediately apologized to Fabiola, but it was obvious that Fabiola was still frightened by her murderous aura.

"Brother, I will go hunt other scum first."

As if realizing that Fabiola would be under tremendous mental pressure if she stayed here, Modie kissed Moyin lightly on the mouth, and then her figure slowly disappeared.

Even after Modie left, Fabiola still sat on the ground powerlessly, her body trembling slightly, until she felt two very rude hands tickling her. Her body's instinctive stress response immediately pulled her out of her state of fear.

“Hahahahaha stop, stop scratching me, what the hell are you doing hahahaha!”

While laughing uncontrollably, he glared at Moyin like Fabiola.

"I was afraid you would scare yourself to death. I just went down to get your head maid, so it's not appropriate to go down again to get you."

Seeing that Fabiola had escaped from his frightened state, Moyin withdrew his tickling hand.

"Your sister is really scary..."

Fabiola muttered as he stood up from the ground.

"Hahaha, that's right. After all, she is my sister. She also crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

Moyin said proudly.

"What do you mean, after all, she's your sister. She's not much better than you."

Fabiola gave Moyin an angrily look.

"Then let it be that way."

Moyin smiled and didn't make any further excuses.

After all, with Fabiola's temper, she would definitely not believe it even if he told her that he had slaughtered hundreds of billions of demons in the demon plane.

And it doesn't matter. After all, he doesn't want to scare Fabiola.

"Huh? What's with that tone of voice!?"

Fabiola, who had wanted to harm Moyin, felt as if she had punched cotton and was powerless, which immediately made her angry.

But more than that, she wanted to forget what had just happened, and forget that girl's eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Okay, okay, come and try some of the treats I baked, and stop being so mad."

Just when Fabiola was about to express her dissatisfaction again, Moyin took advantage of her opening her mouth and stuffed a cookie into her mouth. In line with the principle of not talking while eating, Fabiola chewed the cookie in her mouth.

Suddenly, the crispy and delicious cookies turned into delicious sweet syrup that made her tongue feel like it melted, but not greasy. Born in the slums, she had never eaten anything so delicious.

In fact, even when she was at the aristocratic La Bresse house, she had never eaten such delicious food.

Because of her honest nature, she could only express her own opinion in the end.

"It's delicious. Give me another piece."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you some more. Robert, have some too."

Moyin took out two small bags of cookies and handed them to Robert and Fabiola respectively.

"This...was baked by you, Master?"