This Is My Pass!

As they entered Slaughter Town, a scene of decay met their eyes.

A thick bloody stench filled the air. Stepping quietly and listening, they could faintly hear the sounds of fighting and killing in the distance.

Ghost Leopard Douluo was neither tall nor burly. A faint air of gloom emanated from him, and he did not look particularly strong.

Beside him, Wu Qi was rather good-looking. The veins bulging on his arms even in their normal state bore clear signs of training.

Seeing the pair's appearances, several men hiding among the ruined walls in the distance chuckled as they assessed them.

"Boss, that boy looks so tender. How about letting me have him?"

The man leading them glared at him. "What's wrong with you? You even want to fuck a man?"

The underling scratched his head awkwardly. "Boss, there's nothing but fighting and killing here. It's so dull my dick could fall off. I haven't touched a woman in half a year."

Their leader snorted softly. "Enough of that useless talk. Take their blood for our admission tickets. Once we reach Slaughter City, what kind of beauty won't we be able to play with?"

In the eyes of the fallen, Slaughter City was like Eden.

And that was indeed the case, but only the truly strong could enjoy any of it.

How much strength could a bunch who hid in the shadows to ambush others possibly possess?

Seeing how out of place Wu Qi and Ghost Leopard Douluo looked among the people here, they guessed the pair were adventurers who had wandered in by mistake.

In that case, they could leave their lives behind!

With Ghost Leopard Douluo's perception, the location of every person in the town lay clear before him.

Wu Qi, meanwhile, had been observing the flow