Chapter 5 Bloody Killing

Arundel laughed hysterically. He was the winner, so he had the right to laugh at his poor incompetent opponent. However, suddenly, his smile froze on his face, and a suffocating murderous breath gushed out of Bill's body. Even with more than a dozen strong men standing beside him, Arundel still had no sense of security.

Bill suddenly looked up, his eyes were red, full of tyranny and cruelty, and the muscles on his face were twisted and almost transformed. With a roar like a beast, Bill's figure disappeared in place, rushed to Arundel at high speed with a shadow.

Arundel's face showed panic. He retreated desperately, hoping that his minions could block the crazy Bill. The two men met the high-speed Bill as he wanted. Arundel was relieved, but the next moment, his face turned white.

With two screams, Bill's figure crossed the interception of the two strong men like a ghost. He didn't know when there were two more bloody daggers in his hand, and the two strong men were covering their blood-stripped necks and falling to the ground in pain.

Bill has gone crazy. These Arundel's minions usually just bully the honest villagers in the countryside. When have they ever seen a cold killer who can't even blink his eyes? It was not until this moment that they suddenly remembered that the person standing in front of them was not an ordinary person who was allowed to eat their meat, but a wanted criminal who even the eldest prince Jed felt helpless!

The panic and horror from the cerebral cortex made their bodies suddenly stiffen, and they watched Bill pass by them without any resistance.

Bill's mouth was with a cruel and ferocious smile. Arundel turned around and wanted to run, but Bill would not let him escape. A cold light flashed, Arundel screamed and fell to the ground, the cold dagger shot through his ankle, and the red blood gushed out crazily.

Arundel couldn't take care of the injury on his feet at this time. He got up and sat on the ground, moving his buttocks back desperately. His eyes looked at Bill, whose whole face was distorted by anger, and walked towards him step by step.

"No, no! Don't kill me! I'll give you whatever you want, money, woman! I'll give you whatever you want!!" Arundel screamed loudly, like a weak woman who was being abused, forgetting how domineering he was just now.

"What do I want, I want my Jessica... You give me back my Jessica!" The cold moonlight fell on his head. Bill raised the dagger shining with cold light high. Extreme pain and madness flashed in his eyes. The dagger pierced the air, and the red blood bloomed wantonly. In Arundel's sad scream, the dagger pierced his thigh and then pulled it out again without mercy.

"Jessica, give me back Jessica!" Bill repeated this sentence like a magic spell. His eyes were crazy, and the bloody dagger that had just been pulled up stabbed into Arundel's arm again without any hesitation!

In Arundel's screams, Bill stabbed him one by one, first the thighs, then the arms, and then the other positions that were not easy to kill quickly. Bill killed Arundel with a knife and crazily. At this time, all of them trembled all over. Looking at the crazy scene in front of them, their feet were weak, and no one had the courage to provoke the crazy evil star at this time.

The calm of the small mountain village was broken by this desperate scream. The villagers gathered more and more, but everyone just stood and watched from afar, and no one came forward to plead for the evil Arundel.

Bimis couldn't bear it. Just as he wanted to come forward, he was stopped by the fat man. The fat man shook his head, sighed longer than Mice, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"My son, my poor son... Stop it, stop it!!" The shouts sounded from behind the villagers, and the villagers retreated to both sides. A large group of people came out with a big belly and a grieving middle-aged nobleman.

"Dad, help me... help me..." Arundel heard a familiar call, and his will to survive made him mutter. He lost too much blood after being stabbed more than a dozen times all over his body. His face was already pale and scary. He twisted and struggled on the ground to climb away from this terrible place.

Bill raised the dagger again without any hesitation. The big-bellied middle-aged nobleman panicked and said, "Come on, I'll give you whatever you want. Please let my son go!"

There was a trace of clarity in Bill's crazy eyes. He raised his blood-red eyes and said hoarsely, "Jessica, I just want my Jessica."

A trace of cunning appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged nobleman and said, "Jessica is at my house. Put down the dagger and I'll take you back Jessica."

"Yes, Bill, put down the dagger. Jessica is really not dead. She is still alive. I'm her stepmother. How could I hurt her? Don't listen to those rumors." A sharp woman's voice came out of a peasant woman in ordinary clothes beside the middle-aged man, but Mr. Xu was wearing a big red flower skirt with a city-like face.

Bill's face showed ecstasy, but the fat man who looked on coldly shouted coldly, "Your son has admitted that he forced Jessica to death. Where can you find another Jessica from?" Also, are you Jessica's stepmother? People are doing it, and God is watching. Today, there are so many folks who have watched Jessica grow up since childhood. There are always people who dare to stand up and tell the truth!"

After the fat man's words were finished, the scene fell into a dead silence.

A sob suddenly sounded, and a gray-haired old man stood up with tears on his face: "Poor Jessica, how miserable you died! It's all because Grandpa didn't protect you well and let you suffer from that bitch and this pair of wolf-hearted father and son! Bill, Jessica died miserably. My poor granddaughter. After she committed suicide, I couldn't even keep her body. These two non-human things. They robbed her body. Three days later, they threw her body out of the door naked. Are you still human? Are you human... Wow, my poor Jessica..." /P>

"Ah--" Bill looked up to the sky and roared like crazy. From despair to hope to complete despair, when he heard that his lover died so miserably, Bill's reason finally collapsed completely. In the screams of the middle-aged man with a big belly, his hand fell, and the dagger pierced into Arundel's eyebrows. Arundel's eyes turned white, suddenly widened, and his whole body twitched immediately. Die.

"You all... all, damn it!" Bill's blood-red eyes swept over the faces of the middle-aged nobles and women, with a ferocious smile on the corners of his mouth. Bill pulled out the dagger, and the thin blood splashed all over his face in an instant.

"Ah...my son! Kill, kill, kill this beast! I want to avenge my son!!" The middle-aged aristocrat with a big belly was dark in front of his eyes. After staggering and standing firmly, he shouted loudly. Although the guard thimbles beside him were a little afraid of Bill's fierce methods, they were bold and raised their sharp blades one after another and shouted at Bill with a ferocious smile.

"Death... Let's go to hell one by one!" Bill stood up with a ferocious smile, did not retreat, and rushed to the guards at a very fast pace.

Seeing that the two sides were about to get close together, there was a sharp song of birds. In the darkness, a golden shadow swayed by. The wind elements in the narrow space moved violently. A strong hurricane appeared out of thin air, and the forward guards screamed and fell around. When Bill passed, the hurricane just swept away the thimblers who blocked the way. After that, it disappeared.

The middle-aged nobleman with a big belly was heartbroken and full of grief and indignation just now, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that all his thiebers were bounced around by the sudden hurricane, and the red-eyed enemy Bill rushed to him without hindrance. He couldn't help but be scared to death. The idea of revenge for his son was all at this time. It has become a cloud. Although the son is sad when he dies, he can still be reborn when his son dies. If he dies, how can he enjoy the glory, rich and beautiful women in his life?

In panic, the middle-aged aristocrat with a big belly, suddenly pulled it beside him, and didn't care about Jessica's stepmother behind him. The market woman screamed and cursed, and fled back with a big belly without looking back.

Bill's eyes had already turned red, and the face of the market girl was only deeply disgusted in his eyes. If it hadn't been for her, he and Jessica might have been together long ago. If she had been cruel at the beginning, Jessica would not have died tragically. Everything is the fault of this married woman!

The dagger poked into the belly of the city woman without any hesitation. The city woman's eyes were protruding, but when she was dying, she also fiercely opened her mouth and bit Bill's shoulder and reached out to scratch.

Bill's face was cold, and his feet were non-stop. He held a sharp thorn of the dagger with his backhand. With a crisp sound, the woman's back neckbone broke from it. Bill took the opportunity to pull it, and the woman's frightened head fell off her neck.

The big-bellied middle-aged nobleman looked back and saw the miserable death of the city woman. He was frightened and ran faster under his feet. Seeing that he was about to run into the crowded crowd, the middle-aged nobleman just felt that there was a trace of hope. Suddenly, his eyes were round, and his fast-running body stopped in place. He lowered his head, but saw A bloody dagger stabbed out of the front chest, piercing the heart, bringing out the rolling blood and crushed internal organs.

The middle-aged aristocrat's throat cackled and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, leaving only a crazy gasp. It was dark in front of him, and he fell to the ground feebly.

"The master is dead, Lord Bidwell is dead..." There was an exclamation from the crowd, but the sound did not sound a trace of sadness or panic, but with inexplicable happiness and incomprehensible excitement.

By this time, Bidwell's men had stood up again. They looked at each other. Bidwell was dead. They didn't know if they should continue to kill meaninglessly.

These guard thievers are just a meal. Compared with Master Dewell, they chose to leave smartly. Although the onlookers looked at each other angrily, no one dared to stand up and stop them and let them pass through the crowd and disappear. In the deep darkness.

After flying out of the dagger to kill the middle-aged nobleman, Bill stood still in a daze. The red blood dripped down his fingers, the night wind blew, and the smell of blood permeated with Bill as the center.

A powerful hand fell on his shoulder. Bill suddenly raised his blood-red eyes like an injured wolf, and the dagger in his hand subconsciously raised it.

"It's me." The fat man's firm voice sounded, and Bill's eyes regained a trace of clarity. He looked at the fat man's sincere eyes, and the dagger in his hand jingled to the ground.

"Go and see Jessica. After she was buried in the village by her grandfather, she must hope to see you again."

The onlookers dispersed silently. The death of Lord Bidwell made them feel excited, but they were still sincerely afraid of the cold Bill and others. There was no one to thrift the bodies lying on the ground. Perhaps only when Bill and they left will someone remember these corpses.

Jessica's grave is small and even a little dilapidated. It is surrounded by weeds and broken rocks.

Bill half knelt in front of the grave, stroked the wooden tombstone inserted in the mud, shed tears, and spoke gently.

The fat man sighed and couldn't bear to disturb. He left Bill alone and retreated with several other people.

"Jessica still has something left in the house. It's useless for me to keep it. Why don't you give it to Bill? Hey... Both of them are good children." Jessica's grandfather's face was full of bitterness. When he was old, he was stimulated again tonight. The white-haired man looked even weaker in the night wind.

"Master, let me get it with my grandpa." The little demon held Grandpa Jessica's arm sensiblely. Seeing her look, the fat man nodded to her.

Looking at the little demon going far away, Bimis suddenly hit the wall of the stable next to him with a fist and said painfully, "Bill and Jessica have a good relationship. Jessica's vicious stepmother asked Bill to take out 5,000 gold coins to marry Jessica. Bill vowed to make a look outside and come back to marry Jessica. Unexpectedly, who knew Tao... Hey, it's all my fault that it's useless to be a big brother..."

The fat man patted Bimis on the shoulder and said nothing. People in this world cannibalize people either by eating people or being eaten. People without strength are bullied everywhere. Those nobles who are in the superstructure of the empire hold a lot of wealth and resources in the empire. They are the ruling class of the empire and have the right to kill and seize the people's livelihood.

After coming to this strange alien world, the fat man has always wanted to muddle along and settle down in this alien world, but from Wang Debiao's death to everything he saw today, the fat man suddenly had a strong desire. He was eager to control his fate, whether it was his own or the life of the people he cared about. Luck.

"Ah - master, run away!" In the dark, the scream of the little demon suddenly came. The fat man suddenly looked up, and there was a messy noise and scolding in the calm village, and the bright firelight rose from the village.

Jessica's grave was on the hillside behind the village. Standing high, the fat man looked at it. He happened to see a team of imperial soldiers who were fully armed and strode in his direction.

"How could they come so fast!" Bimis exclaimed, but the fat man immediately said, "Now is not the time to think about this. Brother Bimish, Bill is emotionally unstable now. Take him out of here quickly."

"What about you? Let's escape together!"

There was a wry smile on the corners of the fat man's mouth. He also wanted to escape, but although he seemed to move freely now, his body was severely damaged. He had only been raised for just three days and had not completely improved. He was still a little unable to escape from the soldiers chasing at full speed. What's more, if three people escape together, the target is too big, and it is very easy for them to find them.

The fat man had gone through everything in his mind. He shook his head resolutely: "Hurry up, we don't have much time. You take Bill and leave quickly. I have my own way to leave."

The noise from the village was getting closer and closer, and Biemis also knew that it was not the time to hesitate. When he turned around, Bill didn't know when he had stood behind him.

"Let me go..." Bill pulled out the dagger, and his blood-red eyes showed his will to die.

"If you want to see all three of us die here, then you go!" The fat man grabbed Bill's collar coldly, and the dead will in Bill's eyes gradually disappeared. He took a deep breath, and he recovered from his hysterical madness.

"Go on! It's too late!" The fat man let go of Bill's collar and pushed him and Bimus back.

Bill took a deep look at the fat man: "Be careful, too. We will come back to save you."

"Get out of here, I don't need you to save me!" The fat man laughed and scolded, turned around and left.

More hesitant than Mes, Bill, who knows the fat man better, has turned around and ran without hesitation.

Bimus reacted and did not dare to shout loudly. He followed Bill and limped after him with all his strength.

Watching the figures of Bill and Bimis disappear in front of him, the fat man was somewhat relieved. The noise and curses were getting closer and closer, and the fat man turned his eyes and hid in the stables full of hay not far away.

The fat man had just hidden his figure in the messy haystrate, and the imperial soldiers of the brigade happened to come to him with a torch.

"Captain Gambling, there is no one here."

"Look, keep looking for me. They are here, and they have to dig three feet to find it for me!" Under the firelight, Gamblin gave orders with a cold face. His eyes turned around and finally fell on the messy weeds in the stables.

Just as Gambling was about to speak, a soldier suddenly exclaimed, "Look! They are there!"

On the hillside not far away, the fat man, Bill and the limping figure of Bimys were running rapidly to the left.

"Hahaha, they can't run away. They all chase me!" Gamblin was overjoyed. As soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, the horse hissed and rushed to the hillside first.

The imperial soldiers of the brigade followed, and the stable, which had just been extremely noisy, returned to calm in an instant.

"Huh..." The fat man was relieved, his face turned pale, and his forehead and palms were full of cold sweat. Once again, he forcibly used the fantasy, and his mind seemed to be hollowed out.

As soon as the fat man was about to stand up, his eyes suddenly stagnated, and an imperial soldier who left the team was coming to his hiding place with a complaint.