The Creators: From Night City

Jiang Bing kicked the door next to him into pieces with a cold face and walked in.

The room is decorated very luxuriously, and it should be the owner's bedroom.

Two disemboweled female corpses lay carelessly on the bed, their blood staining the expensive silk sheets beneath them.

In the wooden bathtub in the bathroom nearby, there were two female corpses with bruised faces and noses lying. The water in the tub had mixed with blood, turning into thick bloody water.

Ciri's face looked very unhappy. Anyone who saw this scene would feel sympathy for her.

Jiang Bing raised his head and looked at the several female corpses hanging from the roof. He smacked his lips, his expression calm.

"All this was done by Hawthorne II." Ciri suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Bing turned his head to look at the other female corpse lying casually on the table, covered in bruises. He looked at the woman dressed as a streetwalker, her body stained with blood, and whispered, "Who else could it be but him?"

The scavenger kills people for profit, but this pervert just enjoys killing people.

Ciri's lips turned pale as she angrily shouted, "That bastard deserves to die. I should have killed him right away."

At this moment, Boss Jiang had already made the decision for Goddess Meritelli in his heart and expelled Hawthorne II from the human race in advance.

"It's not too late today."

Jiang Bing was too lazy to go around in circles anymore. After smashing through three walls, two doors and four or five members of the Ghost Face Gang, he successfully entered the basement.

It is called a basement, but it actually also serves as a wine cellar, storage room, and private prison.

Hawthorne II was a thin man with a gloomy complexion and a large hooked nose, and he had a typical villain face.

There is no brain-computer or radio communication in this world. Even if there is sound transmission magic like telescope, it is not something that a city-level gang like the Ghost Face Gang can use.

Thanks to Jiang Bing's killing speed - anyone who met him died under his knife, when the thick wooden door of the basement was kicked away, he was leading two trusted brothers to have a secret conversation with someone.

Faced with Jiang Bing, the uninvited guest, the sound of swords being drawn suddenly filled the basement.

"Who are you and how did you get in?" Hawthorne II hid behind the crowd and asked loudly.

Jiang Bing's mental power swept through the spacious basement. Despite the ubiquitous obstruction of chaotic magic, he still easily found the two prisoners behind the iron bars at the end.

Ciri followed closely behind and also entered the basement.

Hawthorne II started shouting again: "So it's you, bitch. I let you run away last time, and you dare to come back?"

Jiang Bing shook off the remaining blood beads on the monomolecular samurai sword and looked at the three people beside him.

Although both sides drew their swords together to resist Jiang Bing, the external enemy, the three of them were clearly distinct from the three people from the Ghost Face Gang.

"How else can I get in? Of course I kill my way in."

"Impossible, there are at least thirty or forty people outside, you must be lying." Hawthorne II had a look of kidney deficiency on his face, and his words lacked confidence.

"Stop talking nonsense! You're almost as stubborn as Rogal Dorn."

Hawthorne II was still screaming at the top of his lungs, trying to get his subordinates outside to come to his rescue.

Jiang Bing didn't bother to pay attention to the clown's shouting. He stepped forward and prepared to feed some dragon fruit to this group of people.

"You can't kill him."

The man from the other faction finally mustered up the courage to speak. Compared to Hawthorne II's specious arguments, he obviously believed more in Jiang Bing's statement that he had killed his way here.

"I don't know who you are, but Hawthorne II is under the protection of King Radovid. If you kill him, you'll be an enemy of Redania."

In order to protect the chess piece that his master had spent so much effort to cultivate, the spy chief did not hesitate to reveal his identity.

"That idiot who started the witch hunt and allowed the witch hunter of the Eternal Flame to kill people at will?" Jiang Bing's impatience was beyond words.

"How dare you disrespect the Lord of Redania."

"Okay." Jiang Bing pointed his hand at him and the two people beside him.

"You still have one chance to say something to save your lives."

The heart of Redania's spy chief in Novigrad sank.

He stiffened his neck and threatened, "If you dare to become an enemy of King Radovid, he will send people to find your family, relatives, friends, everything you cherish. He will rip out their intestines and hang them from trees, and you will have your limbs chopped off, and watch them die in vain before your eyes."

"Okay, now shut up."

Chapter 155 The Sudden Wild Hunt

"His Majesty the Iron-Hearted King Radovid V will absolutely do everything I say without compromise."

boom!

A strong wind suddenly arose in the basement, and Jiang Bing's figure suddenly burst like foam, appearing in front of the chattering spy chief.

With just one punch, the opponent immediately stopped spewing powder from his mouth, and instead his face turned red and he vomited out mouthfuls of internal organs.

"I've already said one thing, and you keep nagging me."

"That stupid little bald guy will thank you. I decided to go talk to him when I have time to see if he is really as hard-hearted as you said."

The knife flashed, instantly covering everyone except Hawthorne II.

When Jiang Bing attacked someone, he would chop them into at least two pieces, or even behead them. This was a good habit he developed in Night City, where people generally have extremely strong vitality.

The five people were cut in half by the cold sword light, and as their upper bodies fell to the ground, a large number of slippery internal organs were also revealed.

The ground was soon dyed red with the blood of the five people.

"As for you." Jiang Bing looked at the sadist who dared not move because of fear, and turned to ask Xili.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Cut it off!"

Ciri didn't hesitate at all. "Even though it's a bargain for him, let's chop it off."

"No, no, I'm still useful. I have countless crowns..."

Hawthorne II's head instantly shot up into the sky.

Stupid, even if I kill you, all those crowns are mine.jpg

When the two found the imprisoned Dandelion and Dudu, they were looking forward to seeing them.

"Ohhhh, look which hero is here."

Dandelion, with a bruised face and nose, still couldn't stop talking.

"You need to find the key. I guess it's hidden in someone's..."

The iron cell door opened obediently as Jiang Bing pulled it, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

The troubadour closed his mouth decisively.

"Dudu, your eyes?"

Ciri squatted down, looking at the shapeshifter with blood all over his face, her words full of worry.

The shapeshifter named Dudu grimaced in pain but pretended to be nonchalant: "Don't worry, Ciri. Losing an eye won't affect my transformation anyway."

"That perverted sadist gouged his eyes out with a knife." Dandelion sighed.

"By the way, you guys arrived just in time."

Jiang Bing stood up and said, "If you come any later, the deposit I paid you will be wasted."

"Ha ha!"

Even though smiling would pull at the wound on his face, causing the poet to be in so much pain that he was disfigured, he still wanted to smile.

"I really like your sense of humor regardless of the situation."

"I say, can we get out of here first? Doesn't this place look like a place for bragging?"

Dudu didn't want to stay here for even a second.

The four of them walked towards the ground. On the way, they passed by the body of Hawthorne II. Dandelion spat at him and kicked the other's head far away.

"It's such a quick death for this son of a bitch."

I never thought that a poet who usually acts like a bit of a sissy could have such courage.

"Is it snowing? Why is it so cold?"

As soon as they arrived in the yard, Dandelion suddenly shuddered.

Ciri's expression changed instantly.

Drawing her sword from its sheath, she yelled at the three of them, "Move!"

White frost marks had covered the walls of the courtyard at some point, and the originally moist and livable air was now so cold that it pierced into the lungs.

"Damn it, they must have caught me when I teleported away earlier. These bastards have sharper noses than dogs."

Jiang Bing turned his gaze to the open space on one side, and the next moment, a silver-white portal suddenly opened in the air.

Snowflakes mixed with cold wind rushed out, and with Dandelion's puzzled exclamation of "Is this the Wild Hunt?!", a soldier covered in exquisite metal armor stepped out of the portal.

He only had time to shout out a word in ancient language before Jiang Bing kicked him back into the portal.

Jiang Bing lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the boots. After just a brief contact, a layer of white frost was formed there.

More portals were opened as Dandelion and Dudu fled in panic.

"Gar'ean! (Beware, be careful)"

Along with shouts in the ancient language, more Wild Hunters wrapped in metal armor from head to toe emerged from the door.

The cold current was everywhere, and the icy air almost turned into a white airflow visible to the naked eye, wrapping around this ghost-like cross-border soldier.

"Be careful of their spatial displacement!"

Ciri's eyes had been covered with emerald green light without her knowing when. The Wild Hunt had come to her door to start a fight, so she mobilized the power of the ancient blood in her body without hesitation.

Jiang Bing let go of a monster that looked like a hellhound, spewing fireballs from its mouth, and swung his weapon to knock a wild hunter to the ground.

The opponent's armor and weapons were unexpectedly sophisticated, and only slight damage occurred after colliding with the monomolecular samurai sword.

As Ciri moved, she pulled out an emerald green ribbon, and her whole body seemed erratic and very agile.

She blocked a Wild Hunter's attack with one hand, then jumped back into the air, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the opponent.

The fine metal armor could not withstand the slashing of the long sword stained with emerald green flames. The next moment when the enemy was in pain and counterattacked, Ciri had already escaped into the void again, leaped out in front of the enemy, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a sword.

Then, a bright emerald green light shone, and she seemed to be fast-forwarded, killing the other wild hunters with movements several times faster than before.

After completing all this, Ciri was breathing heavily, as if she had just mobilized her strength and was extremely exhausted.

Just as she turned around to observe the battle situation on Jiang Bing's side, there was a shaking like an earthquake under her feet.

Jiang Bing pressed the head of a wild hunter to the ground with one hand. When he raised his foot, [Power - Chi You] had already unfolded on his legs.

The monomolecular samurai sword was too disadvantageous against this extremely armed iron lump, so Jiang Bing simply chose to break it with force.

As the blood-red feet stomped on the Wild Hunter, its upper body was directly crushed, splashing out a lot of pale flesh and blood that looked like it was mixed with ice chips.

The demon dog next to it was kicked into a world-class goal by Jiang Bing with a football, and it hit the wall hard. The huge force made it embedded directly in the wall.

These ghost knights, who were described as bloodless and tearless in the (wizarding world) legends and foreshadowed the coming of war, were clearly living creatures. At least the last Wild Hunt showed fear.

But what greeted him was Jiang Bing's ruthless iron fist.

This sudden encounter was over in just a few tens of seconds.

The blood-red armor flowed and dissipated, revealing Jiang Bing who was wrapped inside.

The Wild Hunt of Death was gradually enveloped by a light green veil like a will-o'-the-wisp, and gradually rose.

Jiang Bing was about to reach out and dismantle the armor of a wild hunter when he was stopped by Ciri.

"Their 'navigator' is casting a spell to summon these people back. It's best not to touch them, or you might be pulled into the space tunnel."

Chapter 156: A complicated business

"Also, the weapons and armor of the Wild Hunt are all marked. If you don't want them to show up at your door in the middle of the night, it's best not to touch anything they have." Ciri said this to Dandelion, who had dirty hands.

At this moment, he was trying to pick up a Wild Hunt one-handed hammer on the ground in a sneaky manner.

After hearing what Ciri said, the bard could only give up awkwardly.

"This is the Wild Hunt. I just want to see if they really exist."