On the rooftop, there was silence.

Waltz looked at the motionless guy lying in front of him, his tail still in the exploded state, frozen in place and not daring to move at all.

After more than ten seconds passed, he finally recovered from the shock.

Is this guy dead? Or is he asleep?

He crossed the motor and took a cautious look at Qin Yu, only to find that this guy's originally imaginative mind had now returned to its original state.

And the breathing that had stopped running before started to sound again.

Waltz knew that the best way at this time was to run away directly, otherwise if this guy really got angry again, he might be able to tear him apart with just a raise of his hand.

As for replenishing the gun? Let alone his gun being broken, even if the gun is not broken, he can't even break the defense, how can he expect to kill people?

However, Waltz stood there with a confused look on his face and did not run away immediately.

Reason is telling him that he must leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late.

The cat's instinct was urging him to go up and check the situation.

After all, as a member of the cat tribe, his curiosity is very strong.

Tangled, trembling, hesitant.

Ten seconds later, Waltz finally made a decision.

With a look of horror on his face, he cautiously took a step forward, then raised his leg and kicked Qin Yu gently to see if he was dead.

Then…………

Snap!

"Ouch!!!!"

Qin Yu, who had been slapped, was obviously still in a coma, so he raised his hand and gave Waltz a slap in the face like a conditioned reflex.

Waltz, who was hit on the leg, was like a frightened wild dog, screaming with his tail exploding, and jumped directly from the roof...

As this uninvited guest left, the rooftop fell into silence again.

After a few minutes passed, Qin Yu, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to get up, trembling slightly.

Covering his head, Qin Yu looked around with a confused expression.

He had just had a dream, in which he turned into President Kennedy of the United States and had his head shot open by a sniper.

Then everything was beyond his control.

Obviously, I can still clearly perceive everything around me and see what I have done.

However, the body does not obey orders at all and will only follow its instinct to attack anything that poses a threat to itself.

That's right, that's what it is.

Even if it is a dead object, as long as it has attacked you, your violent instinct will still destroy it mercilessly.

Sitting on the ground and rubbing his head, Qin Yu looked a little gloomy.

Qin Yu didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

Although he relied on the devil's violent instinct, he successfully turned defeat into victory.

But if he had encountered someone from the City Guards or the Knights when he was going on a rampage, do you think they would have stopped him?

As soon as they take action, will Qin Yu, who is controlled by instinct, choose to surrender?

The answer is obvious. When the time comes, one of the two parties will probably lie down.

Regardless of who is lying down, Qin Yu can't expect to be in the human camp from now on.

Especially when he thought that if he accidentally rushed into the crowd at that time, when he woke up, everyone in the whole building would be dead.

What kind of violent instinct is there! This is simply a born terrorist!

"Hiss! No! It seems that my ability is still not perfect enough. Just a small injury to my head can make me lose control."

Touching his healed head, Qin Yu slowly wrinkled his eyebrows.

Just because someone's imagination opened up, he actually lost control? This is too sorry for the word "devil"!

Look at his cheap old man, Carlos! He can still fight even if his head is chopped off! This is a real devil!

Speaking of which, after I devoured that guy's demonic essence, why did I only grow six arms? Didn't I inherit his ability to be decapitated and immortal? Otherwise, why would I have been so embarrassed before!

It seems that I have to find a way to continue to supplement my demonic power.

Getting up from the ground, Qin Yu turned around to calculate the distance, and after a vertical jump, teleported to the opposite balcony.

Don't waste the enemies you killed before. The essence of human souls is also very good nourishment for demons.

Follow the blood trail all the way back and finally reach the alley successfully.

Qin Yu, who had devoured the souls of four silver killers and several ordinary killers, felt the changes in his body and nodded silently.

His body did not match the devil's physique at all, it was forcibly cultivated. No matter how hard he practiced during this period, he could not make any progress in human strength, and his success increased sharply from 1.5 to 2.8.

Um, okay, Qin Yu admitted that he didn't practice hard, and even didn't practice at all during this period.

After all, he doesn't rely on strength to fight, so why should he practice this thing?

Not to mention practicing slowly, there is no way to absorb the comfort that comes from evolution.

Listening to the siren sounding in the distance, Qin Yu quickly left after collecting all the loot.

Before leaving, don't forget to check the appearance of the enemies on the ground.

After discovering that his prey Waltz was not there, Qin Yu felt extremely angry.

Why is that 1.2 million person so unsociable! Isn’t it better to just die here?

It's so fitting that you take the money yourself and he takes the life.

If it doesn't work out, just give him half of the bounty! I'm not that stingy! I didn't say I wouldn't give it to him!

Sure enough! That waltz is not a good thing!

Mumbling Qin Yu climbed over the wall and quickly slipped away.

A moment later, the city guard troops who received the alarm arrived and set up long guns and short cannons.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the messy battlefield.

Several officers looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Through the professional weapons on the ground, they had already seen that these guys were no ordinary people.

To be able to gather so many masters silently and block alleys to kill prey, in the entire Redwood Town, except for the city guards, only the Faceless Killer can do it!

Which master was poisoned by them?!

While the officers were looking around, several soldiers responsible for the autopsy came over and looked very strange.

Seeing their arrival, the leader of the city guard quickly asked.

“Who would the killer kill?”

"Um, I don't know."

"I don't know? Then what are you checking?"

"We are checking... uh... checking who has died in the killer society?"

Looking at the list in his hand, the coroner looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Shadowless Spider, the silver killer of the Faceless Killer Guild. The government has offered a reward of 3.2 million. He once set a trap to hunt down a fifth-level master and escaped unscathed. He is very good at planning hunting. There are also tigers and swordsmen.

The reward for each master at the same level is no less than 3 million."

When he said this, the coroner paused for a second, and his expression became even weirder.

"And the one who died on the roof. Based on his clothes and broken weapons, he is probably the veteran killer Beebeak. A top expert with a bounty of 5.6 million. He has hunted down sixth-level existences and killed them with one strike!

"

Folding up the documents in his hand and looking at the officers with equally strange expressions, the coroner shrugged.

"If the identities of these guys are true, then the killers near Redwood Town will be cancerous. It can be said that except for the palace master, they have been killed in one pot."

The officers who heard the news froze on the spot, looked at the corpses lined up next to them, and looked at each other again, their expressions even more confused.

Isn't this a killer hunting others? How come they were the ones who died!

Suddenly realizing something, the leader of the city guard suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"Go check it out! Which well-known masters have been here during this time! I doubt the killer will be targeted!"
Chapter completed!