C172 (1/2)

So it was the Dwarf Sun that wanted to kill him, which wasn't strange to Zhang Yu. After all, he had personally saved Flower Snake from the Dwarf Sun. It was normal for the Dwarf Sun to have this kind of hatred towards him.

However, who was this fat lord that the man mentioned?

”Lord Fatty?” When Zhang Yu heard this name, he was a bit puzzled. He didn't seem to know who this person was.

”Who's Lord Fatty?” Zhang Yu asked him.

The man stuttered for a long time, not knowing what to say about Lord Fatty.

In his eyes, Lord Fatty was Lord Fatty!

”Let me ask you another question, is this fatty from Linjiang City?” Zhang Yu continued asking him.

The man shook his head and said, ”No, we're from New North City.”

He was indeed not a local. Otherwise, how could he not know this person?

Zhang Yu nodded and continued to ask, ”How many people have come to kill me this time?”

”Including Lord Fatty, there's a total of nine people.” the man replied.

Nine people wasn't much, but it wasn't a small number either.

After Zhang Yu understood the general situation, he smiled at the man and suddenly moved his right hand.

Blood spurted out of the blade.

Zhang Yu had never been a merciful person. This was a principle that he had learned from a very young age. To be lenient with an enemy was to be cruel to oneself.

Since they had already made up their minds to kill him, there was no need for him to be polite. Letting them go was not kindness.

A successful person was a rather ruthless person.

This person was only the second person. Zhang Yu was still searching for the next prey.

The darkness grew denser, and the aura of death in the air grew denser.

One, two, three, four...

Zhang Yu walked back and forth in the darkness, neither fast nor slow. More and more people fell to his hands without making any sound.

The wind suddenly blew stronger. From far away, Lord Fatty could smell the scent of blood.

Lord Fatty could be considered an old man on the black side. He had experienced quite a few things. Even though it was just the smell of blood, he still felt uneasy.

Lord Fatty suddenly regretted it. The weather was so dark at this moment. He didn't know if the kid had been taken care of or if the ones who had died were his own people.

He found a low-lying area, next to which were two extremely large trees and a large area of grass that reached to his waist.

He was waiting for his little brother, but after a long time, the smell of blood became even stronger. Not a single person from his little brother group came.

”Did something happen?” The fatty's brows were knitted tightly, and his eyes were about to narrow into a line.

Lord Fatty actually had great courage. However, at this moment, he felt an inexplicable sense of fear. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Lord Fatty involuntarily gripped the gun in his hand. Then, he gently pressed it against the barrel.

Staring at his surroundings, Lord Fatty began to move.

Rather than sit here and wait, he might as well go out and take a look.

Lord Fatty lay prostrate in the darkness, following the direction of the smell of blood, and slowly moved forward.

After a while, he finally walked to someone's side. However, this person had long since lost his breath, and his body was ice-cold. Blood was still dripping from his neck.