Such an absurd and mindless law had actually been issued by the District Government and plastered across every street and alley. Had the players of District 009 gone mad?
Xu Huo frowned. He did not leave, instead looking ahead, where six players had just emerged from an instance. They were grumbling and swearing about how difficult the instance had been, how their teammates had failed them, and insulting their opponents.
The city grew quieter. Xu Huo could even sense that people on several nearby streets had softened their breathing.
The six approached head-on and naturally noticed Xu Huo standing motionless in the road. They were all C-class players and not fools. Though his protective suit concealed his evolution rate, anyone who stood so openly in the middle of the street without the slightest intention of yielding was most likely confident in his strength.
They exchanged glances, shut up, and detoured onto a nearby street. Only after they had gone some distance away did they spit and curse their bad luck, then resumed laughing and talking about going back to play with the little pets they had just caught. Someone said he had grown tired of his, and someone else suggested that they exchange them...
"Sure, I'd long since..." The player who had said he was tired of it was about to agree when he turned his head and was drenched in warm blood. Before he could take out a prop—before he even felt fear—his head flew from his shoulders. As his viewpoint rose, he saw the player they had just bypassed standing amid several corpses, shaking blood from his sword. Those corpses were his companions...
"You're too loud." Xu Huo held his sword and casually glanced at two players on the right who had just returned from a game. He