Urban Games: I can see malicious values

Chapter 128 Daming Ming Temple: You Are Loud

Although Yan Shu had cut off the opponent's neck with a single knife, Yan Shu didn't feel any joy.

Not only because the opponent didn't seem to have suffered any damage, but also because he is now exposed to the enemy's vision.

Although the ability to lurk is easy to use, if you don't make a contribution at the first time, then this ability will not be as easy to use later.

"I should have thought of it. There are five people in our team, but only four were exposed in your team, so of course the last one is hidden."

Lian Tianzi, whose neck had been cut off, spoke with a bit of resentment at the same time.

After all, although he didn't die, it was not good to have his neck cut off, especially if his neck was cut off by a newcomer, it was very shameful.

And as Lian Tianzi's voice fell, several other people also slowly surrounded Yan Shu.

Although Yan Shu was able to cut off Lian Tianzi's neck in an instant, it was taking advantage of others' danger, and no one thought it was Yan Shu's real strength.

After all, although Yan Shu is a celebrity who has gained fame recently, no matter how popular the celebrity is, he has only experienced four dungeons, right?

If Yan Shu is like everyone else, he has gone through seven or eight or even ten dungeons.

Even if he came alone, they might not necessarily choose to attack him in groups.

After all, who doesn't have a hand or two of cards, even that very noisy Lian Tianzi over there.

Didn't he also survive after being beheaded?
So, having more dungeons doesn't necessarily make a person stronger, but it can definitely make a person more capable.

It will also become a hole card.

Seeing that others were approaching, Lian Tianzi became more courageous.

"When I was watching your live broadcast, I thought you were a hypocritical person. You are a person who kills people without blinking an eye, but you still like to treat other people's illnesses. It's pretty cool to pretend to be a good person."

"But I can tell at a glance that you are not that kind of good person at all, but you are better at disguising than others."

"Looking at your indiscriminate attack methods now, Master Dao knows that you are not a good guy."

While shouting, Tianzi Lian paid attention to Yan Shu's expression.

What he just said has no basis, and he doesn't even have time to watch Yan Shu's live broadcast.

But that didn't stop him from talking about it, after all, he couldn't beat him, so he had to find some fun elsewhere.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but his words quickly picked up the rhythm.

After all, everyone is struggling to survive in a horror game.

It doesn't matter if you are a good mix of Yan Shu, at most our skills are not as good as others.

But if you are virtuous, wouldn't it make me appear wretched and dirty?

Many viewers don't like the wretched and nasty portrayal of themselves, so at this moment, the obscenity and slander began their carnival.

"I said, no, no, no one really thinks that Yan Shu is a good person, after all, he directly killed a little nurse in the first copy."

"Also, in the second copy, he is obviously using the two brothers, Xiaowu and Xiaoliu, as test subjects."

"Do you still remember the third dungeon, he attacked his own patient, he is a doctor, how dare he do that."

"Yes, yes, the most outrageous is the fourth copy, which threatens and lures a group of students. Can you tell me that such a person can be a good person?"

"Although, but, am I the only one who thinks he's pretending? Are there any good people in this world?"

"A person like him is still a doctor? Pooh!"

The insults and criticisms continued, from being justifiable at the beginning to being arrogant later on.

Yan Shu couldn't see the live broadcast room, so naturally he wouldn't make any statement.

But even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't say much.

In fact, he can have the current medical skills, thanks to the school, thanks to the teachers, thanks to the general, and thanks to the patients.

A joke: How many lives does that good doctor have in his hands?
However, this does not mean that he will not be angry or angry.

"Practice the emperor, right?"

"Yes, your grandpa is here! What's the matter, why didn't you say anything? Is there nothing to say, or is there no face to argue at all?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you're loud?"

"That's it, am I noisy? Let me tell you, everything I say makes sense, or if so many people agree with me, you'd better admit your mistake earlier."

"Actually, my scalpel."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly. Can you speak louder?"

"I say."

"You are a grown man, why are you still complaining? Do you have a glass ball stuck in your throat?"

"I said, my scalpel can fly!"

After Yan Shu finished speaking, the scalpel, which had been silent all this time, came out of his hand.

Lian Tianzi flew over there.

This shocked not only the members of Zhengdao League, but also the members of Xingmo Sect, and even those who thought they had watched Yan Shu's live broadcast many times.

Although in the last dungeon, Yan Shu was really handsome when he killed the dean of the Institute of Truth.

But he couldn't fly the scalpel at that time.

Originally, Lian Tianzi was prepared, but in order to humiliate Yan Shu, he gave others the illusion that he was not defeated.

So he deliberately gave the appearance of the middle door wide open, in order to show his strength.

But now, it was too late for him to make any strong resistance.

The Wuxin monk next to him reacted quickly, took out the wooden fish and greeted the scalpel over there.

It's just that although Monk Wuxin is already blocking it with a wooden fish, how can a scalpel be so easy to stop it.

An understatement of hanging upside down has already passed the Wuxin monk.

Lian Tianzi behind held his breath and concentrated, reaching out his hand to grab the scalpel that changed direction midway.

After all, turning in the air consumes a lot of energy.

And the practicing emperor dared to punch directly at the six-armed King Kong, so he naturally had kung fu in his hands.

It's just a pity that the scalpel didn't give him a chance to catch himself.

Just when Lian Tianzi closed his fingers.

However, Yan Shu's scalpel accelerated twice in the air, and then directly slashed across the neck of the opposite party again with the momentum of wind and thunder.

This time, the distance was far, the speed was fast, the incision was large, and the scalpel deliberately opened a row of blood grooves on its blade surface.

So even if Lian Tianzi took out the talisman paper again.

But there was no way to repair his neck like last time.

After all, smooth slices can be serialized together.

How should irregular rotten meat be bonded?

Lian Tianzi's death was ugly, and the faces of the other four members of Zhengdao League were even more ugly, especially Master Wuxin.

Because he was holding a wooden fish to block the scalpel, other people's interceptions dispersed in mid-air in order not to hurt his own people.

In other words, Emperor Lian's death was inextricably related to his Wuxin.

If Yan Shu's behavior just slapped the other three people in the face.

Then it is equivalent to spitting hard on him.

More importantly, he was the one who sent his own to Yan Shu to spit.

(End of this chapter)