The God of Slaughter Arrives!

Chapter 5: The God of Slaughter Descends!

The Beggar Chief's eyes gleamed with lust as he appraised the sole Little Girl, chuckling, "Good, so good. So tender, so delicate. She's enough to make even me pity her!"

He reached out a rough hand, unable to resist stroking the Little Girl's cheek.

The Little Girl's face was filled with terror, tears welling in her eyes as she trembled uncontrollably.

"Did anyone notice?"

The Beggar Chief asked.

"This... her mother seems to have seen."

The Middle-aged Beggar replied nervously.

"Nonsense!"

The Beggar Chief's voice deepened. "Go, deal with her mother. Make sure the Government Officials don't notice!"

"I'll have someone do it right away!"

The Middle-aged Beggar nodded. "Oh, and what about the other two boy children..."

"Break their limbs and stuff them into jars. Two of our Jar People just died, so they can replace them."

The Beggar Chief said.

"Yes!"

The Middle-aged Beggar grinned sinisterly. He grabbed a sharp long saber from the side and, under the terrified gaze of the two boys, prepared to hack off their limbs.

Just then!

Crack!

The main hall doors were kicked open, and a beggar rushed in in a panic, his face a mask of terror. "Chief! Bad news! Someone's come to kill us! They've already injured seven or eight of our brothers!"

"Hm?"

The Beggar Chief's expression changed drastically. He whipped his head around and roared, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

The Middle-aged Beggar, who was about to swing his saber, also stopped abruptly and turned, shouting, "Could it be a Martial Artist has broken in?"

They hadn't offended any Martial Artists, so why would one break in?

"I don't know... Ah!"

Bang!

The door shattered as a massive stone was thrown in. It smashed directly into the back of the panicked beggar, who let out a scream and was flung forward, crashing into the wall and turning into a bloody pulp.

He was deader than dead!

The beggars in the hall were all stunned. They couldn't believe their eyes.

"Wang Biao!"

What kind of strength was that? To be smashed into pulp!

"Quick, grab your weapons!"

The Beggar Chief roared.

The remaining beggars scrambled behind a sculpture, grabbing steel sabers, spears, bows, and other weapons.

Though they were beggars, it didn't mean they were truly poor.

On the contrary, they were quite wealthy.

Their large numbers and quick methods of acquiring money—stealing chickens, climbing walls, breaking into houses—meant they were involved in all sorts of evil deeds.

They even frequently kidnapped people and sold them to brothels.

The profits from these activities were immense. Thus, to strengthen themselves, they had secretly acquired a considerable amount of weaponry.

The Beggar Chief had even established contact with the Giant Shark Gang and obtained martial arts techniques from them.

Of course, Zhao Shan was unaware of this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to tell Lu Chen.

Amidst the chaos of the panicking beggars, Lu Chen walked in from outside.

Behind him was the plainly dressed woman from earlier.

Upon seeing her daughter tied up on the ground, she burst into tears and rushed forward, crying, "Child!"

One of the beggars, his face cold and malicious, lunged forward with a dagger, aiming for the woman's abdomen.

But he was too slow!

Slap!

Lu Chen appeared before him in an instant and slapped him across the face. The beggar cried out as his teeth flew out, blood gushing from his mouth.

Before the beggar could even fall back, Lu Chen yanked him back, thrust two fingers into his eyes, blinding him instantly. He then swiftly broke all his limbs and threw him aside. With a bang, the beggar crashed into a corner, left with only half his life.

[You have disciplined a wicked beggar, Merit +5]

A terrifying scene immediately made all the beggars in the hall turn pale and retreat, gasping in shock.

It was the first time they had ever seen such a ruthless person.

Gouging eyes, severing limbs, all done with fluid grace, it was simply too fast!

In the past, it was they who inflicted such punishments on others.

But today, the tables had turned!

"Are you the Beggar Chief?"

Lu Chen's gaze locked onto the person in the center, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Little brother, is there some kind of misunderstanding? Do you have family among these children? Take them, just take them and leave. We'll compensate you, and we can just forget this ever happened, how about it?"

The Beggar Chief said hurriedly.

"Forget it happened?"

Lu Chen sneered. "You gouged out my brother's eyes and broke his legs, and you want to forget it? How about I kill you, and we forget it then, is that okay?"

Whoosh!

His body suddenly shot forward, fast as a blur.

The surrounding beggars' faces changed; almost none of them reacted in time.

But the Beggar Chief, worthy of having trained in martial arts, let out an angry roar. His arms instantly turned crimson, like red-hot iron rods, and he brought both hands forward, striking fiercely. Bang!

A loud explosion echoed, and ripples erupted in the air.

The Beggar Chief was sent flying backward on the spot, his feet scraping the ground as he retreated several meters, crashing hard into the table behind him.

"Hmm? Trained in martial arts!"

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed, and his body stopped abruptly.

With just one blow, he felt his fist burning, as if scalded.

The martial art this Beggar Chief practiced was definitely stronger than his Galloping Horse Fist.

But fortunately, he had the [Convince with Virtue] talent, making his skin tough and his strength immense.

He charged at the Beggar Chief again.

"Hurry, attack!"

The Beggar Chief shouted in terror, his palms stinging, his wrists nearly broken. Puff puff puff!

The remaining beggars immediately threw lime powder, which flew everywhere.

Lu Chen reacted with extreme speed, no longer holding back. Relying on his immense strength, he began a slaughter.

Bang bang bang!

People spat blood and were sent flying, screaming. Their bones shattered, creating a gruesome sight, like broken sacks.

Even with weapons in hand, it was useless; they couldn't get close at all.

Each one seemed to be made of paper, dying one after another.

The Beggar Chief watched with a look of horror and disbelief, quickly turning to flee.

God of Slaughter!

This was truly a God of Slaughter!

How could he have provoked such a terrifying God of Slaughter today! Whoosh!

Just as he was about to escape, a corpse was violently thrown by Lu Chen, hurtling towards his back.

Relying on years of martial arts experience, the Beggar Chief quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding it.

With a bang, the corpse hit the ground, scattering like a thousand blooming peach blossoms.

"You run slowly, I'll kill as I chase!"

Lu Chen said mockingly.

As soon as he spoke, his brow furrowed.

He saw that the surroundings were empty.

Almost all the beggars had been killed by him.

[You have killed a wicked beggar, Merit +3]

[You have killed a..., Merit +3]

[You have killed... +3]...

Lines of text continuously appeared.

"No one left? Then it's your turn!"

Lu Chen stared at the Beggar Chief, his expression grim. His body surged forward, and with a boom, the dozens of meters distance was covered in an instant, carrying an incredibly violent force as he smashed towards the Beggar Chief's body.

"Bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"

The Beggar Chief's face contorted. With a roar, he unleashed his [Crimson Sand Palm], honed through years of grueling practice. His palms turned bright red as he ferociously struck towards Lu Chen's body.

Crack!

Bang!

Another dull thud echoed.

This time, the Beggar Chief could no longer bear it. He let out a miserable cry as his hands were shattered by Lu Chen's divine power. Bone fragments and flesh flew wildly as his body was sent flying backward, smashing through a wall and landing behind it.

Lu Chen felt a slight numbness in his fist. He then leaped up and quickly pursued.

As soon as he landed, he frowned, a look of suspicion crossing his face.

He saw that the backyard area was filled with large wine jars, one after another.

The Beggar Chief's body had just smashed through one of the jars. He was in agony, howling miserably on the ground.

Inside the wine jar, a large amount of white powdery substance appeared.

"What is this?"

He looked suspicious and walked forward, scooping up a handful of the white powder to examine it closely.

"Spare me! I have connections with the Giant Shark Gang. This is all Carefree Powder that the Giant Shark Gang entrusted us to store. They asked us to help them secretly transport it out. Please spare me. If you kill me, the Giant Shark Gang will not let you go..." the Beggar Chief cried out in pain.

"Carefree Powder?"

Lu Chen's expression shifted slightly.

He immediately realized what it was.

Damn it!

It's drugs!

Good, good, good!

Destroying this will earn me a large amount of merit.