Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 26 25. Burst of Silence

"Two bottles of water and a bag of bread. Thank you."

New York, Hell's Kitchen, evening.

Wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, Merlin in a windbreaker put his hands in his trouser pockets.

In this small shop on the side of the street, as long as Merlin turned his head, he could see the homeless people huddled in the corner of the bustling street.At a place less than 10 meters away from the homeless people, the colorfully dressed fireflies are attracting guests.

The lights of feasting and debauchery gave this most chaotic neighborhood in New York a seemingly prosperous cloak, but Merlin would not be surprised if a few masked robbers with pistols rushed out of the dark alley right now.

This is Hell's Kitchen, where all New Yorkers are afraid. Violence and darkness are synonymous with this place.

He has lived here for almost 5 months, and he is used to the dangers that may appear around him at any time.Gangsters grabbing territory, or gangsters fighting, or drugged racing lunatics, you can find everything here.

Oh, by the way, there are more than seven survivors of supernatural events like him in this block alone.

With the power they got from demons or other weird things, they ran rampant in this chaotic neighborhood, and they were already doing quite well.

But they still didn't find Merlin. On the one hand, it's because Merlin hid himself very well. On the other hand, it's because the power of the Sangong Demon, even if it's just a remnant, is stronger than those little ghosts or lower-level demons who can't stand on the stage. too much.

Merlin was secretly looking for those "citizens" that Mephisto said in this city, the real "sons" of those Three Palace Demons. He spent 5 months locking down more than a dozen suspects around Manhattan. But he didn't act.

He didn't make up his mind to kill, or rather, he didn't intend to do it in the first place.

Just a little bit of residual power has already made Merlin's life worse than death, not to mention more power... Merlin is self-aware, and he doesn't think that he can survive under such a force. Continue to stay sane.

He didn't want to slip into the dark again.

"Your things, take them."

The clerk packed water and food for Merlin in a plastic bag, and Merlin paid the money and held the bag in his hand.

He walked out of the shop and turned to the house he lived in. After walking out of an alley, Merlin's ears moved, and he clearly felt that in the darkness behind him, there were several malicious guys following.

This kind of tailgating and robbery scene has made Merlin a little tired, but this is the daily life in Hell's Kitchen.

"I really should move out, this place is really not suitable for long-term living."

While talking, Merlin stretched out his hand to tug on his baseball cap, walked a few steps forward, and turned into another alley.The few gangsters who followed him hastily quickened their pace, but when they rushed into the alley, there was no one in front of them. What was even more strange was that the front of the alley was tightly blocked. Two exits.

"Where did that trash guy go?"

The leader was a strong black man with messy tattoos on his arms, looking around. The alley was only a few meters wide, and there was no way to hide people around. What's more, they saw Merlin walk in with their own eyes.

"Maybe, maybe it's our eyesight?"

Another tall, thin man scratched his hair, put the baseball bat aside, grabbed the lighter and wanted to light a cigarette.But the next moment, the baseball bat he placed next to him disappeared strangely.

"Dizzy? Are you high?"

The strong black man scolded:

"It's okay for one person to be dazzled, but can several people be dazzled together?"

The tall, thin man who was scolded shrugged his shoulders, and the strangely dressed guys around him were still giggling and gloating.

These few people didn't look like professional robbers. They didn't even have a gun for protection, which proved that even if these guys were in Hell's Kitchen, they were still low-level punks.

After completely losing sight of Merlin, the bastards were about to leave cursing, but the moment the black burly man turned around, a rounded baseball bat flashed out of the darkness with a whistling roar. It hit him hard on the back of the head.

This guy didn't make a sound, just lying on the ground in the blood splatter, the blood was flowing on his clothes, as if he was dead...

This strange movement completely frightened the four people around. The tall and thin man who was the least daring turned his head and ran away, but the blood-stained baseball bat whizzed out of his eyes again, and hit his head with a stick. chest.

Merlin in the shadow cloak exerted all his strength in this blow, and as a result, the tall and thin man was thrown backwards by the head-on blow. He howled and fell to the ground, writhing in pain.This guy was luckier than his boss, but probably broke a few ribs too.

The remaining three people were completely petrified. They felt as if there was a thorny ghost wandering in this alley. The fear of being beaten without seeing anyone made the remaining three people move. They dare not move.

In the darkness, Merlin sneered, and he threw his left hand, and the blood-stained baseball bat was thrown to the ground.

"boom"

The sound startled the three of them, and they ran almost involuntarily.

They are still smart, and they ran in three directions separately.

The guy closest to Merlin had just started running when he tripped over Merlin's outstretched leg. He fell forward and hit his face hard on the ground.Merlin beside him raised his left foot and kicked that ugly face.

"boom"

The guy covered his nose and wailed endlessly, but his cry was too unpleasant, so he was kicked between his legs again, and this time, he couldn't scream at all.

Merlin still maintained the shadow cloak, he picked up a pocketknife from the ground unhurriedly, and swung it in his hand.

Then, little by little, he approached the bastard who ran into the alley in a panic.

The guy was terrified.

There is an alley with no exit in front of him, and there is nothing behind him, but he knows that the terrible ghost is there... He dare not go there, he can only die like a frightened little girl Sticking to the wall of the alley, panting heavily, even praying.

But, useless.

The guy's eyes were wide open, and any disturbance would make him turn his head to look nervously. The cold sweat was dripping down his face, and he didn't even dare to wipe it off.

That scene just now was too terrifying.

"Swish"

Just when this guy took a breath, before his eyes, the trash guy wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, windbreaker, and carrying water and food suddenly appeared, like a ghost.

He was standing only 2 meters away from him!

"what!!!"

A scream like a woman sounded, the guy's legs trembled in fright, and an unpleasant smell came from under him.Merlin covered his nose in disgust, and took a step back.

This guy was so frightened that he lost control of himself.

"With this little courage, you dare to learn from others to rob?"

He purposely taunted in a rough voice, then moved his wrist, and the sharp jackknife wiped the little bastard's face and pierced into the wall behind him, scaring the guy so much that he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Be a good person in the future, you know?"

Merlin dropped a sentence, then turned around, stepped into the shadows, and disappeared before this guy's eyes again like a ghost.

The poor guy was kneeling there, he didn't dare to move, he could only look up, at the end of the alley, next to his boss who was on the street, the ghost-like guy appeared under the light again.

He left the poor guy with an indifferent back.

With one hand in his pocket and the other hand carrying water and food, he walked step by step into the darkness and disappeared at the end of the street.

After Merlin completely disappeared, it took the poor fellow 10 minutes to barely get up from the ground. He leaned on the wall and walked step by step to the boss who was on the street. Looking at the pool of blood under the boss, he His body trembled again.

He suddenly felt... the job of a gangster is really hopeless, maybe he should go back to his own supermarket and help his father run it.

Although there is a little less freedom, at least, at least I won't encounter such a damn thing again.

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"Snapped"

Merlin threw the empty water bottle into the trash can. He stood on the remote bank of the Hudson River. There was a tree behind him. It was a very quiet place.

Under the darkness of night, Merlin looked at the coldly glowing river in front of him.

He pinched his forehead with his fingers, and there was a sense of pleasure after venting violence in his body, but his eyes were full of exhaustion from suppressed thinking.

"After bad luck, is it violence?"

"Have you started to influence me in another way?"

He looked at his other hand, there was still a trace of blood stains on his fingers that hadn't been wiped clean.Just now, Merlin used the Shadow Cloak, which he regarded as a "useless thing", to easily kill 4 men in that alley. If he struck harder and faster, the fifth man would definitely not be able to escape. .

what is this.

This is just the most insignificant remnant of the dark power of Sangongmo!

However, Merlin had an overwhelming advantage when facing ordinary people. What if he had more strength?What if Merlin could truly master the ability to incarnate the wind of darkness?

Then wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wants in front of weak ordinary people?

This idea is too terrifying, like a dark key swinging in front of Merlin's eyes, it seems that as long as he stretches out his hand to hold it, he will soon become a god in the eyes of ordinary people...

To be honest, Merlin was a little shaken at this moment.

Who in this world can resist the temptation to use violence to erase all troubles once and for all?

"bang"

Just when Merlin's mind was swaying, a loud noise sounded from the woods behind him. In Merlin's dark perception, he clearly heard the sound of violent friction of wheels and the faint cry of a woman for help.

This interrupted Merlin's random thoughts at this moment, he turned his head and ran towards the direction of the woods.

Someone was hurt, and he could even smell blood, which meant someone needed help.

Merlin rushed into the woods, and he saw a very luxurious car crashed into a tree trunk on the side of the road, the front cover of the car was flipped up, and dangerous sparks were jumping.And in that carriage, a group of couples were struggling, it was an old couple, and they were bleeding.

"Don't move, I'll help you."

Merlin rushed to the side of the car, opened the door with difficulty, and wanted to hug the old man whose head was hit on the steering wheel, but the white-haired old man was struggling, and he held Merlin's hand tightly with one hand, I don't know where the old man got so much strength, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Go, save her! Save my...wife!"

"There's something in the trunk...take it, take her, run! They...they're coming soon."

"Ok?"

Merlin's eyes widened. The old man's words gave him an ominous premonition. He dragged the old man out of the carriage and put him on the ground.He rushed to the other side and carried the dying old lady out of the carriage.

According to the old man's request, he opened the trunk of the car. There was a gray metal suitcase there. Just as Merlin took the suitcase out of the trunk, he heard the hum of a motorcycle behind him.

He looked back subconsciously, the motorcycle's headlights were shining extremely brightly, and he could only vaguely see a man in a black military uniform with loose long hair sitting on the motorcycle, with one hand holding He was holding the handlebar, and in the other hand was holding something dangerous.

That's a military rifle!

At this moment, Merlin felt the ultimate threat, even the same crazy perception as when he heard the devil's bell in Chicago.

Danger!Danger!

He subconsciously opened his shadow cloak, and he fell to the side, and then he heard gunshots like popping beans. The bullet hit the trunk above Merlin's head, and the scorching sparks splashed were like a gun in the dark night. There was a thunderstorm.

In the dead silence, it suddenly burst!

(End of this chapter)