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I don't know why these people set up a trap, but I don't have time to think about it.

Seeing someone rush over with a knife, I grabbed a chair and smashed it towards him. With a 'bang' sound, I smashed into the person and he immediately cried out in pain as he rolled on the ground. It seemed that his injuries weren't light.

The remaining people also surrounded me and smashed the tables and plates to pieces. After that, they started to clamor and greet me with their weapons.

I waved the chair to the left and right like a windmill, forcing the crowd to stay away from me for a while. A few brave people were immediately knocked over by me. Because of my increased strength, the high-backed chair wielded as lightly as if it were nothing, and with enough weight to protect myself, it became the best weapon I could use to protect myself. The knives that had been used and the clubs that had been thrown at me had all been swept away by the chair.

Killing the old master in a flurry of fists was most likely what was happening right now.

After knocking out a few people, those people also became smarter. Half of them started to move tables and chairs around to pester me, intending to restrict the weapons in my hands.

Although I am strong, I am still a mortal after all. If I don't have the support from the high-backed chair, I would definitely be surrounded and attacked by these thugs, who are not good people. If they get close to me, even the lightest of them would cause me serious injuries.

By this time a few people had raised their tables and were shouting at me, trying to force me into a corner, and then I would be a turtle in a jar.

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, I shouted and abruptly waved my hands to chase away a few people. After which, I immediately dashed towards the door.

This is my only chance of survival. If I can't escape today, I will definitely fall.

As soon as I ran, I was cut in the back and smashed a few times. Due to the Cadaveric Poison's physique, even though it was extremely painful, it could withstand it. I took the opportunity to rush out of the restaurant.

Those people chased after me while brandishing their machetes. A few of them even threw their machetes away, trying to see if they could hit me.

Unfortunately, my speed was too fast for them. After chasing for a few steps, they turned back.

Just as I was about to heave a sigh of relief, more than ten motorcycles appeared behind me. They were all thugs! There were even more people than before!

Even the motorcycles were ready, this group of people had clearly come prepared.

Although it was much stronger than before, it was only two legs after all. It was impossible to outrun a motorcycle, and I didn't know if it was intentional or not, but these people unhurriedly drove me to a dead end.

There aren't many people here, and there's no way out. In other words, I'm like a turtle in a jar right now, and I don't even have a chance to escape.

After driving me into a cul-de-sac, the motorcycles suddenly accelerated, and the thugs spun their machetes and hacked directly at my back.

Just as I ducked out of the way of the two, another man rushed up and hit me on the head with a club. In a split-second, I was struck senseless and fell to the ground.

By the time I struggled to my feet, the men had stopped their motorcycles and were surrounding me.

"You all … Who actually sent them? "

I asked, shaking my head in anger and pain.

I was panicking, but at least I was able to keep my composure, because I knew that fear only made these people worse. Furthermore, I have been going through too many facts in this period of time, to the point where ordinary people can't even imagine or understand them.

I have come into contact with all sorts of monsters and monsters. Compared to these items, the danger that these thugs in front of me give me is much weaker.

Maybe it was because his mental fortitude had been tempered, or perhaps there was another reason.

I had never thought that one day I would be so calm in the face of a dozen men with knives and sticks. Perhaps it was a kind of growth.

Faced with my question, everyone was slightly stunned and seemed a little surprised.

"Kid!" "You dare to f * cking touch laozi's woman? Does laozi need a reason to hit you?" One of them clutched his shoulder, feeling the pain from being hit, and said this fiercely.

"I have sufficient reasons, but I am not stupid. If it was just a mere assault, there would be no need for such a huge battle. Furthermore, I can tell that you have come prepared. Am I right?"

I didn't back off. I looked straight at him and said, "No matter how much money the other party gives you, I'm willing to pay double. Everyone is just asking for money. What do you think?"

"Humph!" "You think you're smart, why don't you call me!"

That person waved his hand and a group of people immediately rushed over and started to punch and kick me.

A few guys, who were annoyed by the beating earlier, directly greeted me with iron rods.

More than a dozen people had beaten me so hard I couldn't even stand up. Because of the pain, the anger in my heart was burning hotter and hotter.

"Damn it!" "Let me do it!"

Someone shouted loudly, and a blade came slashing down on my head. I used my hand to block in the face of danger, but the blade only stopped when it hit my arm and cut three parts into my flesh.

A heart-wrenching pain made me suck in a mouthful of cold air as cold sweat poured out from my body. I gritted my teeth and didn't utter a sound. The fury in my heart made my body start to tremble. Waves of violent desire assaulted my rationality.

Vicious, crazy, murderous, and full of negative emotions poured down like a torrent.

I used all of my strength to suppress the desire to kill in my heart, because I knew very well that this was the doing of the Cadaveric Poison. Once I lost my mind, it would mean that the Cadaveric Poison had attacked my heart, turning me into a bloodthirsty corpse devil.

At that moment, black blood dripped down the blade …

"Big brother! This... This brat's blood is black! "

Someone cried out in alarm. When the saber-wielding person saw this, he was immediately stunned and quickly retreated as if he had seen a monster.

"Scram!" "All of you, scram!"

I roared as I pulled out my machete. Black blood splattered everywhere and black smoke was emitted from the blade as it fell onto the ground.

I held the machete in my hand and twirled it in a circle. My expression was particularly grim, perhaps because I was frightened. Those people didn't dare to approach me for a while.

"Damn it!" Who was he trying to scare! "Beat him to death!"

After staring blankly for a few seconds, the leader of the group grabbed a knife from one of his subordinates and chopped towards me. The rest of the people also followed suit.

When the first cut entered my body, the last bit of reason I had was shattered by the pain.

At that moment, I could clearly see that both my hands had been invaded by the Cadaveric Poison and turned black. Even the fingernails had become completely black.

The pain in my body had disappeared, leaving only the negative emotions of madness and brutality.

Facing a group of people charging over, I roared and charged over like a wild beast …

Logic completely sank at that moment.

I don't remember what I did or how many injuries I suffered. When I regained some clarity, all I saw were a few scared shitless people running away from their motorcycles.

And there was someone else under me, the leader of the thugs.

His face was pale and he was vomiting blood. There were several wounds on his chest as if he had been torn by wild beasts. He was on the verge of death.

My throat felt dry from the sight of the blood, and a desperate hunger assaulted my weak nerves.

Blood! Blood! I need blood!

My most primal desire drove me to open my mouth and bite the man's neck with a snarl.

It was as if sucking the blood out of the man in front of me was the only way to stop my thirst.

As I greedily drank the blood, I suddenly felt as if someone had smashed into my head and sent me flying.

When I stood up again, I saw a handsome man in a black suit, carrying an ancient sword on his back.

He looked at me coldly. "Wood, if you can still hear me, you'd better use your willpower to restrain yourself. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you!"

My mind was filled with a thirst for blood, and I ignored his words. Instead, I threw myself at him, letting out a beast-like roar.

The moment I jumped up, the handsome man threw a punch at my face, sending me flying. The force of the punch was so great that I felt dizzy. I had no fear, only the most greedy desire as I bared my teeth and charged forward once more.

At this moment, the handsome man took out a Talisman Paper and stuck it on my face as fast as lightning.

In an instant, my body stiffened.

However, within a few seconds, the Talisman Paper's face started to burn automatically.

The handsome man raised his eyebrows. "I didn't expect there would be such a murderous aura after absorbing the blood. If I let you become the climate, what would happen then?"