Slaughter

His face was deathly pale, veins bulged on his forehead, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Dai Tianyu wasn't in much better shape. He squatted on the ground, one hand supporting himself on the ground, the other covering his mouth, vomiting violently.

His eyes were filled with anger, like a raging leopard cub ready to pounce and bite at any moment.

Fu Shiyan, Tang Hao, and Fu Ze exchanged a glance, smiled softly, and watched this scene.

Fu Shiyan picked up her wine glass, took a small sip of the dark red liquid, and remained calm, as if she were drinking an ordinary glass of wine.

Tang Hao also picked up his second cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Ze frowned, looking at the empty cup in his hand, then at the Young Master's composed demeanor, and secretly admired him.

The violent vomiting shattered the tranquility of the tavern and drew the attention of all the guests.

A burst of laughter erupted.

"Where did this brat come from? Go home! This isn't a place for you!"

"You can't even handle a Bloody Mary, yet you expect to get in?"

"Haha, go home and go nurse from your mother!"

Various vulgar sounds filled the tavern, and the patrons seemed to have found an outlet for their repression, attacking Tang San and Dai Tianyu without reservation.

After vomiting, Dai Tianyu suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at the people who were mocking him.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with murderous intent, like a wild beast that had been provoked.

Tang San finished vomiting, straightened up, took the handkerchief Fu Ze handed him, and wiped his mouth.

His face was still pale, but his eyes had regained their calm.

He glanced at the patrons who were laughing, then turned to look at Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan put down her wine glass and said calmly, "Kill them."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Every patron looked at Fu Shiyan with a strange expression.

There was surprise, confusion, mockery, and schadenfreude.

Tang San hadn't expected his master to make such a request of him, and he hesitated for a moment.

He glanced at the other drinkers, then at Fu Shiyan, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something...

Just then, Dai Tianyu transformed into a black streak of light and charged straight toward those people!

"I've wanted to kill these bastards for ages!"

His voice boomed through the tavern, filled with barely suppressed rage and murderous intent.

With a whooshing sound, several screams of agony followed in unison!

Dai Tianyu's figure weaved through the patrons with incredible speed. Before they could even react, he would smash their skulls with a single palm strike or break their necks with a single punch.

Blood splattered everywhere, screams echoed, and the tavern was thrown into chaos.

Seeing that Dai Tianyu had almost finished killing everyone, Tang San gritted his teeth, no longer caring about anything else. He stood up and quickly joined the battle.

Countless Blue Silver Vines burst forth from the ground, like venomous blue snakes, tightly Entanglement all the fleeing drinkers.

The vines contracted and tightened, crushing the bones of the drinkers.

The sickening sound of bones breaking echoed clearly throughout every corner of the tavern.

Thump, thump, thump...

Corpses fell to the ground, their blood staining the tavern floor.

The pool of dark red blood gleamed eerily in the dim candlelight, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

Tang San stopped and stood among the corpses, his chest rising and falling slightly.

His face was still pale, but his eyes had become resolute.

Dai Tianyu stood beside him, his face covered in blood, a ferocious smile on his lips.

Then, he raised his hand, wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and turned to walk quickly toward Fu Shiyan.

"Master, it's all taken care of!" His voice carried a hint of pride, as if he had done something insignificant.

Tang San followed closely behind, walking over calmly and nodding slowly to Fu Shiyan.

His movements were very light, but Tang Hao was startled.

He looked at his son, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

In his memory, Tang San had always been an obedient and sensible child. Just now, he was worried that Tang San might not be able to bring himself to do it.

But now, he stood calmly among the corpses, as if he had just killed not people, but ants.

Tang Hao felt both relieved and worried.

Thankfully, my son finally understood that in a place like the Slaughter City, being soft-hearted is tantamount to courting death.

What worries me is that my son has changed so quickly, so quickly that he feels somewhat unfamiliar with him.

Fu Shiyan looked at her two disciples and nodded calmly.

His gaze fell on Tang San, and he slowly said:

"You shouldn't have hesitated just now, Xiao San."

Upon hearing this, Tang San lowered his head and remained silent.

" In the Slaughter City, you can only rely on yourself. Even after entering the Slaughter City, I will not be by your side, nor will I protect you."

Fu Shiyan's voice was calm, yet carried a chill as she continued:

Remember, hesitation leads to defeat!

Tang San raised his head, looked into his master's calm eyes, and slowly nodded. "Yes, Master."

The tavern staff did not panic despite the deaths of dozens of people.

He remained standing there, his expression indifferent, as if he had long been accustomed to this scene.

He glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, then looked at Fu Shiyan and the others, and spoke coldly:

"You think you can enter the Slaughter City because you've killed a few people? He's not qualified."

"If you can't even handle a Bloody Mary, what right do you have to come in? Uh--"

He didn't finish his sentence.

The next second, his head flew high into the air and separated from his body.

A huge amount of blood gushed from the severed neck, splattering onto the black floor with a hissing sound.

Dai Tianyu didn't turn around to look; he simply stood amidst the corpses and said calmly, "I almost forgot about you."

Just then, Fu Shiyan stood up.

He strode to the bar, not even glancing at the two stunned waiters behind it.

His gaze fell on the bar, and he raised his hand, slamming it down heavily.

"Boom--!!!"

The bar counter shattered into pieces under his palm, scattering wood chips everywhere and revealing the dark ground beneath.

Fu Shiyan looked down at the ground, lifted her foot, and gently stepped on it.

"Boom--!!!"

The ground cracked open with a loud bang, revealing a huge hole.

A chilling wind blew up from below the cave, carrying a strong stench of blood and decay, along with that chilling aura unique to the Slaughter City.

After doing all this, Fu Shiyan turned around, looked at Tang Hao, and asked in a calm tone:

"Brother Tang, is this the entrance to the Slaughter City?"

Tang Hao looked at the huge hole and nodded with a complicated expression.

Fu Shiyan withdrew her gaze, looked at Tang San and Dai Tianyu, and said calmly:

"Let's go then."

He turned around, leaped down, and jumped directly into the dark cave.

His body was instantly enveloped in darkness, and he disappeared into it.