To be honest.
When the fleeing girl originally saw Xi Shenlian change direction and enter the alley,
her heart had already gone cold.
She understood that as long as Xi Shenlian held her up for even a moment, the gangsters behind her would be able to catch her immediately.
However, she soon realized that Xi Shenlian had no intention of paying her any attention at all.
He was merely looking with interest at the pursuers behind her.
He let her run past him.
So.
At that moment, even while fleeing, she could not help taking a glance at Xi Shenlian's face and committing it to memory.
As she looked at Xi Shenlian, who clearly intended to block the way in front of them,
the gangsters slowed down while immediately beginning to curse profusely.
The kind of cursing that was especially vile.
Xi Shenlian had originally intended to slice them all into minced meat with his strings, but in an instant, he deeply understood that they wanted more distinctive ways to die—or live.
Thus, generous as he was, Xi Shenlian decided to satisfy their reasonable request.
He stopped the strings that had already extended toward them, though they had not noticed them at all.
With a calm expression, he retracted those strings.
Then.
He took a pair of white gloves out of the System Space.
These were something he had asked for from a hotel attendant earlier.
Next.
Right in front of the gangsters, he leisurely put on the gloves.
He was clearly being quite particular about it.
Seeing this scene,
the bald leader instinctively felt that something was not quite right.
His footsteps deliberately slowed by several beats as well.
However, some of his underlings were nowhere near as vigilant.
A short, muscular man roughly one hundred seventy centimeters tall quickly walked up to Xi Shenlian, then raised the steel baton in his hand and swung it straight down at his head:
"You little brat!!"
"Our boss told you to stop that woman!!!"
"Didn't you hear him!!!"
Clearly, he was rather anxious.
Anxious to prove his loyalty.
Judging from the wind produced by the swinging steel baton,
he had obviously used considerable force.
If an ordinary person's head took a hit from that, they would definitely be riding in an ambulance.
Unfortunately.
The person standing before him was Xi Shenlian.
So.
The other man's baton—
or rather, the hand holding the baton—was stopped by Xi Shenlian.
Moreover, no one saw when Xi Shenlian had extended his hand.
This situation left the other man utterly shocked, but also even more furious:
"You..."
However.
Before the other man could say anything else,
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Amid a series of strange sounds,
the sudden, violent pain instantly turned his vicious threat into an incomparably shrill scream.
Xi Shenlian crushed the palm holding the steel baton.
He had literally crushed it.
Bones, minced flesh, and blood oozed through the gaps between Xi Shenlian's fingers, as though the hand had been compressed by a hydraulic press.
Even the steel baton had deformed on the spot, with clear fingerprints pressed into it.
Because the alley was somewhat dark, the others behind the muscular man had not seen what had happened at all.
They merely thought that their comrade had been hit.
They instinctively began cursing and prepared to rush forward together.
But the sight that followed instantly destroyed all their courage.
They saw Xi Shenlian's other hand.
At some point, it had already been pressed against the top of the short muscular man's terrified head.
His five fingers exerted a little force.
His arm rose.
Taking advantage of his height, Xi Shenlian lifted the other man bodily with ease.
The hand Xi Shenlian had extended earlier also grabbed the short muscular man's shoulder.
Then.
Under the gazes of every gang member, Xi Shenlian pulled slightly with both hands...
The short muscular man's scream stopped immediately.
And, as a bonus,
he automatically learned the Body Double Technique.
Left and right doubles.
Not particularly neat ones.
For a moment,
the only sound echoing through the alley was the repeated noise of things falling.
It was the sound of large amounts of internal organs and blood dropping onto the ground.
Just like how the contents of a package would fall out automatically after its wrapping was torn open.
Only then
did Xi Shenlian, standing in the middle of the pool of blood yet bizarrely untouched by even a trace of it—with even his white gloves as clean as before—calmly mutter to himself:
"...I was actually in a pretty good mood today..."
"Why did you have to make me unhappy..."
"Forget it. At least this is my first time killing someone, so it should count as something worth commemorating..."
"Oh, right... This is perfect. I can use the materials that came right to my door, so I might as well test the String Master's interrogation methods..."
With that,
he casually tossed the trash in his left and right hands into the garbage bin beside him.
At the same time,
the Pulse Interference Earrings on Xi Shenlian's ears, which looked like ordinary earrings, began to shine with a strange light, constantly releasing silent pulses that forcibly interfered with all kinds of cameras and electronic equipment nearby.
Next.
There were brief pleas for mercy and screams.
But within a second, they all fell silent.
This was a prosperous district, after all. Too many screams would ultimately be bad and would have a tremendous impact on the physical and mental well-being of young people.
So.
To keep them from disturbing the public any longer,
Xi Shenlian made more than a dozen gangsters lose their tongues within a second.
Finally came the criticism and education segment.
The scene was full of human warmth, and the atmosphere was highly lively. No further introduction was needed; everyone could understand it for themselves.
More than ten minutes later,
Xi Shenlian left the alley.
Not far away,
a figure wearing jeans and a leather jacket lightly leaped from the top of a four-story building.
It was a short-haired young girl with a lollipop in her mouth.
She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
After standing at the alley entrance and peeking inside,
although she had seen quite a lot in life,
her immature yet beautiful face still twitched, and she instinctively began dry-heaving.
She even spat out the lollipop.
She unconsciously muttered:
"Holy crap..."
"I thought it was going to be a hero saving a beauty. Who would've thought he was a psychopathic murderer..."
"And I even thought he was handsome..."
Then.
As she bent over and dry-heaved, she caught sight of something else from the corner of her eye.
It was a pair of expensive gray leather shoes.
They were also the same shoes she had seen on a certain handsome guy earlier.
But those shoes should have already gone far away with their owner...
Then.
As a bone-chilling sensation spread through the girl,
she felt a gloved hand being placed on her back, which was bent over from dry-heaving.
Along with it
came a voice tinged with regret:
"I'm very happy that you called me handsome."
"But you also called me a psychopathic murderer, and that honestly hurt."
The gentle words
made her skin break out in goosebumps instantly.
Her instinct for survival made her cry out uncontrollably:
"Don't kill me!!"
"I'm just an innocent passerby! I don't know anything!!"
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