The other two wanted to run, but Xu Huo had already sealed the door with a cutting thread. An A-class item wasn't easy to destroy, so the several items they'd used in advance had no effect. When they tried to force their way through with their own bodies, the result was predictable.
Three of the four died in the blink of an eye. The last one, missing an arm, didn't dare move again and stood where he was, obediently begging for mercy. "Don't kill me! I'll give you all my items!"
"Doesn't that sound ridiculous to you?" Xu Huo glanced at him. "If I kill you, wouldn't your items be mine anyway?"
"No..." Number 11 hurriedly said, "We also have a place to stay, with lots of gold and silver treasures. If you let me go, I can take you there!"
Xu Huo wasn't particularly interested. Xiao Xiao smiled. "I think your life is worth more than gold and silver treasures."
Number 11 didn't even have time to react before his head slid off his neck.
The carriage was very quiet. Every player still alive remained in their original position, not daring to move. No one even tried using an item to test whether there were cutting threads nearby. They weren't as stupid as those wanted criminals. A C-class player who could kill another C-class player without giving him a chance to fight back—was that something an ordinary C-class player could do?
If C-class players couldn't do it, then D-class players shouldn't try to show off.
Before long, the commotion in the carriages ahead and behind died down. Only then did Xu Huo put away his item and find another seat.
Ye Bingxin didn't dare sit with him anymore and chose another table.
The player in the hat deliberately sat