Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 292 The City That Never Sleeps 3

Inside the city that never sleeps, darkness reigns.

As Blood Princess's corpse crashed to the ground, a puppet-like, calm voice soon echoed through the city's skies, devoid of emotion, resounding in every corner.

"Welcome, now a member of the City That Never Sleeps."

The announcement was like a death knell, igniting the bloodlust of the entire city.

All those figures wandering the streets and alleys stopped what they were doing.

They licked their dry lips in unison, letting out a monstrous laugh, their eyes gleaming with naked greed, and rushed toward the city gate like wolves that had caught the scent of blood.

Newcomers have always been their best targets.

They can't beat those seasoned veterans who have been entrenched in the city for years, yet they can't even handle a newcomer who has just entered the city?

Countless chaotic footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by a howling wind, as if they were about to crush every place.

In stark contrast to the commotion throughout the city, there were no extra screams or noises in the deep alley, only a few sparse muffled thuds, like heavy objects falling to the ground and then falling silent again.

Time passed quickly, and the group of thugs who had reached the city gate first gradually stopped, their excitement replaced by surprise and doubt.

Weren't there supposed to be new members? Where are they? Did they hide away so quickly?

They scanned their surroundings, their faces showing wariness when their eyes fell on the deep alley. They dared not step in rashly, but only craned their necks to peer into the alley.

The alley is the little devil's territory.

Just then, a stream of bright red blood, still scalding hot, suddenly meandered out from the alley, flowing along the grooves in the stone pavement all the way to the alley entrance, emitting a strong, fishy smell.

The group was startled to see a head, already disfigured beyond recognition, being violently thrown out of the alley.

"Bang!"

The head slammed against the wall at the alley entrance, then was hooked by an iron hook that appeared out of nowhere, and hung swaying precariously next to the dried-up heads.

His eyes were still wide open, filled with terror and resentment, which stood out starkly in the dim light.

Some people instinctively stepped back. This devil has killed someone again. Could it be that newcomer he killed?

If that's the case, they'd better run away quickly to avoid being targeted.

From the shadows in the alley, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

Guan Xun tore off a piece of cloth from the corpse and slowly wiped the blood off his hands.

Her white dress was splattered with dark red bloodstains, and the chill in her eyes was even greater than the night in the city that never sleeps.

Looking at the numbers jumping around in his mind, the bloody point that was originally fixed at 107 was now jumping wildly, and finally settled steadily at the number 250.

"Ah."

A cold laugh escaped her lips, tinged with indifferent mockery. This little thing was far more valuable than the Blood Princess.

Upon seeing the woman's fair and delicate appearance, the thugs at the alley entrance swallowed hard, their eyes gleaming with greed.

They rubbed their hands together anxiously, licking their dry, chapped lips, their greedy eyes roaming over her body as if they were eyeing a piece of meat that had been delivered to their door.

But when his gaze swept over the head hanging high at the alley entrance, a chill ran down his spine.

The group froze, instinctively taking a few steps back, none of them daring to move forward first.

This deep alley is that little devil's territory; normally, everyone avoids it.

The fact that this newcomer was able to walk out of there unscathed... could it be that she killed that little devil?

The thought had barely crossed their minds when they shuddered. Their greed remained, but a hint of apprehension crept into their eyes.

There are two types of newcomers to the city that never sleeps: the first type are lambs to the slaughter, and the second type are the devils who slaughter them.

The latter is rare, but not nonexistent.

More and more people gathered around, blocking the narrow alleyway completely. Guan Xun looked down at the bloodstains on his palm that he hadn't wiped clean yet, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

She raised an eyebrow, quickly scanning her surroundings, her eyes gleaming with undisguised murderous intent.

She hadn't expected so many carnivorous wolves to gather here in such a short time; it was wonderful that she didn't have to put in so much effort...

In Guan Xun's eyes, the men in front of him, with their fierce faces and green eyes, were no longer just thugs, but glaringly obvious bloodstains.

A man with half his head missing appeared in the crowd. He reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a bit, then grinned lewdly, revealing a set of yellow and black teeth. He then charged forward.

Having eaten too much rotten and coarse meat, he hadn't seen such a fair and tender woman in a long time, and her blood must be incredibly delicious...

The commotion acted as a signal, instantly igniting the restlessness of the crowd.

Some people also rushed forward, howling and like wild beasts that had been starving for a long time, wishing they could tear people apart and devour them immediately.

Newcomers are like a piece of fatty meat delivered right to their mouths; they'd be doing themselves a disservice if they didn't take a bite.

See this.

Guan Xun took a step back, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light, and a sudden red light flashed in his eyes.

The figures that rushed forward first seemed to be choked by an invisible force, suddenly freezing in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground as if they had lost their gravity.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before they could even scream, they suddenly clutched their heads and twisted them wildly, their hands twisting them violently with all their might!

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Several crisp cracking sounds rang out as the men twisted their own necks, their deaths gruesome.

“Very good.” Guan Xun grinned, and with a flick of his wrist, a crimson longsword appeared in his hand.

The sword flashed like lightning, swiftly slashing down towards the necks of the corpses on the ground.

With a few soft thuds, the corpse was decapitated.

Immediately afterwards, she flicked her wrist, and the tip of her sword precisely lifted those heads, casually tossing them back onto the iron hooks to catch them firmly, hanging them on the wall at the entrance of the alley, standing side by side with the previous heads, exceptionally conspicuous.

Having finished, she slammed the tip of her sword heavily into the ground, the blade vibrating and humming.

He glanced at the silent crowd before him, and then laughter echoed throughout the entire street.

"From now on, I will inherit all the victories in this alley."