They actually didn't do anything terribly heinous.

However, it is not feasible to evaluate something from the perspective of an ordinary person in a dark world.

Perhaps after changing his location and no longer taking on missions, the ominous aura that once surrounded him has significantly diminished. However, many things have already been etched into his very being, and human life holds less value in his eyes compared to ordinary people.

And if they don't provoke the black, the black won't target them for no reason, but it's a pity. In the black world, there has never been anyone who pointed a gun at him and still lived.

There were people interfering with guns, but instead of discouraging the dark's attack, it further incited their murderous intent.

As a survival rule for assassins, black doesn't leave enemies for tomorrow.

The person who tried to stop them did not intend to be hostile towards Black, so his bullets all hit the side. He believed that this would divert Black's attention to himself.

Little did Hei know that he only cast a fleeting glance at him before advancing ahead, bravely facing the bullets flying towards him. As the bullets appeared to pierce his body one after another, in the next instant, the sound of them hitting the ground and shattering the ceramic tiles could be heard.

When the second person fell down, not even a single shot had grazed his flesh.

Even if it passes through his clothes, the sound of the bullet will be altered.

It was as if the darkness was slapping them in the face, as if it were telling that person that from the beginning, he had already given them face. Thud, when the third person fell to the ground dead, it had been only a dozen breaths since the first shot fired by the dark figure.

Everything happened very quickly.

The people inside were not yet aware of what had happened.

Staring in astonishment at the man standing under the flickering lights, his whole body cloaked in darkness. Even though he had just killed three people, he still gave off a feeling that he could blend into the darkness and disappear at any moment. His presence was so vivid, yet after taking a closer look, it began to blur.

Black turned his head and glanced at Chen Yuye standing outside the door.

Chen Yuye snapped back to reality when he caught a glimpse of him, and quickly caught up with him.

Strong... so strong.

It's too exaggerated to be so powerful. How powerful of a person would one have to be to be able to hold off three gun-wielding individuals with just a small knife... Is he human? He must not be human... Humans wouldn't be this powerful...

But... he's really strong.

Chen Yuye heard his own trembling voice echoing in the space filled with the scent of medicine, the smell of blood, and an unusual sense of danger.

"Take me as your disciple...I beg you."

"Don't."

Almost instantaneously.

Yes, being able to bring him here already shows an extremely rare act of kindness that hasn't happened in hundreds of years. To even accept him as a disciple, how is that possible?

"Master!" Chen Yuye would never let go of this opportunity.

Perhaps for him, he is just a trouble. But for himself, he is like the last straw that saves his life.

He could never possess such power in his lifetime, but he didn't want to remain weak forever.

He is indeed shameless, always pushing his boundaries... But it doesn't matter... He wants to cut off this nightmare, he wants to be reborn, he wants to change.

"......"

Hei adjusted his hat and strode into the pharmacy. Several people were lying on the floor beside the medicine counter. Everyone was either squatting or sitting on the ground, except for one person who was sitting on a chair.

Oh, with this perspective, shooting can still be so accurate. This person's marksmanship seems to be very good.

Hei glanced at the man sitting there again. It seemed that his companion had died, but he didn't appear to be too distressed. On the contrary, the group of people around, other than the man, were gritting their teeth with a ridiculous expression of hating themselves yet not daring to bite themselves.