Raiders Villain Male Lead Project [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 53

"Please, as long as you help me kill him, my life is yours. I will do whatever you want me to do, please."

It was the time when the flowers were blooming in the warmth of spring, and the woman was kneeling outside a wooden house alone, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, begging to the sound of the closed door in embarrassment.

"Please, please save me."

The breeze was mixed with her crying voice, the wind shook the leaves on the ground, the wooden door was still closed, and there was no sound inside.

The woman still did not give up, kowtowed her head and prayed, her head hit the ground with a muffled sound, her forehead was broken, and the bright red blood stained her fair face.

"I beg you."

The people in the room were still indifferent, she was both aggrieved and frightened, tears fell down, and the crying pear blossoms looked like rain.

"Really..."

Finally, a deep male voice came from the wooden house, and the woman who had been praying was suddenly frightened and froze, not daring to say a word.

The cool breeze blows, the dead leaves flutter to the ground, and the fluttering leaves are entangled.

The sweat on the woman's forehead melted into the broken wound, and the pain was hot, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

"It's noisy."

After a while, the people in the room added what they had just said.

While the woman let out a sigh of relief, she became even more frightened and nervous.

"Sigh~"

The door opened, and the woman quickly lowered her head, trembling all over.

The people in the room walked out slowly, dressed in black clothes, narrow-sleeved gown, without any embroidery, untied waist-length hair covered half of the waist, and the broken hair on the forehead slightly covered the pair of cold eyes. Eyes, slender fingers holding a long sword, the whole person leans lazily on the door.

Looking at the frightened woman who dared not raise her head, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked with dull eyes, "Who do you want to kill?"

The woman put her head on the ground, and replied fearfully: "City... Cheng He, a wealthy businessman in the city."

Ren Ke's eyes were still dull, as if he had just woken up, and his whole body was full of laziness.

"What crime did you commit?"

The voice was light and fluttering, but it carried a chilling majesty.

Hearing the question, the woman burst into tears, and suddenly raised her head and shouted: "robbing the women of the people and killing them and setting them on fire."

Immediately afterwards, she was stunned. The man who was called the Living Hades was actually a white-faced young man with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes. There seemed to be a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, without any murderous aura.

Facing the woman's sluggish gaze, Ren Ke raised his eyebrows, "Oh?" He dragged the end of his voice, raised the corners of his mouth, and said unhurriedly, "That really deserves to die."

Only then did the woman come to her senses, tears streaming down her face, "As long as you avenge me, I can do whatever you want."

The world said that the king of hell would do all kinds of evil, as long as he was given enough benefits, he nodded, even the emperor of the capital would dare to kill him.

Ren Ke approached slowly, the hem of his clothes lifted up the fallen leaves on the ground, his footsteps were unhurried, and when he reached the woman, he leaned slightly, looked at the tearful woman, and said softly:

"To show my sincerity, I will go in person."

Hearing this, the woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at him dully.

"What's your name?"

"Little girl Wenxian."

After asking, he left the woman and left.

Regardless of the origin and identity of this woman, he may not have exercised for a long time, and it is considered capable to know his whereabouts. Besides, he is not afraid of death blocking him at the door of the house to beg him.

Besides, he had long heard that the rich businessman Cheng Heqiang robbed civilian women, murdered and set fires, and committed all kinds of crimes.

Such a person, how could he keep him alive? Wouldn't that have swept away his face as the world's most villainous villain and king of Hades?

This world is too small, he is enough to be a villain.

After riding for half a stick of incense, they arrived at Cheng Mansion. It was getting late at this moment, only the bright moon looming in the black-cloth-like sky.

It's a dark, windy and murderous night, very good.

Ren Ke's black eyes seemed to be expecting something, he yawned, looked at the guarded gate of Cheng Mansion, and walked over.

He was stopped by servants, and one of the servants glared at him fiercely: "Who are you, are you allowed to enter Cheng's mansion casually?"

Ren Ke covered his eyes slightly with broken hair, and smiled coldly, "Where I want to go, can you stop me?"

Perhaps his eyes were too frightening, the servant was frightened, and asked him in a stumble, "You... who are you?"

"Thanks to everyone's love, the world is called the King of Hades."

When he announced his family name, there was no arrogance or joy on his face, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

He was very calm, but the servants were shocked. They looked down at the sword in his hand, and the word "Yan" was exposed on the scabbard. They panicked instantly, and several people were in a mess and ran in staggeringly.

He shouted something in a mess, but Ren Ke couldn't hear it clearly anyway, but if he guessed correctly, it must be something like "The King of Hades is coming, the living King of Hades is coming, please report to the official".

He patted the hem of his clothes, holding the sword of Hades that frightened the servants, and strode towards Cheng's mansion with meteoric strides.

Standing on the porch, he looked at the rich merchant's house, and there really was a sulfuric acid gas of silver everywhere.

Lights are lit everywhere, very transparent, a magnificent flower garden was built in the middle of the light front yard, and many exotic flowers and plants were planted in it. Looking through the flower garden, the lobby with flickering candles looked even better, but he The eyes are not very good, and it is difficult to see clearly in the dark sky, otherwise you can feast your eyes.

He was admiring the mansion there, completely ignoring the assembled servants and guards.

"Are you the killer known as the Living Hades?"

The honest voice brought Ren Ke back to his senses. He saw a fat middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s standing at the entrance of the lobby surrounded by several beautiful women.

Sure enough, wearing gold and silver, the smell of copper all over his body is no different from what Jin Xing told him.

What he said, "Living Hades" Ren Ke has no objection, but "killer" is wrong, he no longer needs to listen to anyone's orders to kill, how can he be called a "killer".

Perhaps his reputation was too great, Cheng He didn't want to confront him head-on, so he asked in confusion, "Why did you kill me?"

This question made Ren Ke very speechless, everyone said that he was a murderous villain, so does he need any reason to kill people?It's just killing it when you look unhappy.

But today he had enough sleep and was in a good mood, so he reluctantly explained, "Is there any reason to kill someone like you?"

As he said that, he raised his legs and went down the stairs. The servants and guards took a step back when he took a step. Everyone's expression was full of fear.

Especially Cheng He's expression could be described as distorted.

Every time Ren Ke took an extra step, he trembled, and finally when he walked to the flower garden, he couldn't help shouting in fear: "Here, take him down for me. Whoever stops him will give you a hundred taels of money."

Those who are dominated by fear have now become people who are dominated by money, and the eyeballs in their eye sockets have become like copper coins.

He rushed to him desperately.

Really!die.

Ren Ke's eyes became as deep as thick ink that cannot be melted in clear water, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

His "King of Hades" has not been nourished by blood for a long time, and it seems that he can't wait.

The sword was unsheathed, as if it was the real King of Hades, ruthlessly harvesting those who sacrificed their lives for money.

In the dark night, Ren Ke was dressed in black as if invisible, only the Hades sword in his hand could be seen across the night, piercing the fragile blood vessels.

The blood dripping from the Hades sword seemed to have a bit of unruly flamboyance.

By candlelight, he could be vaguely seen, as well as the blood bursting from the body, swaying like cheap fuel.

It took only a moment, and after a few of the guards who blocked him fell down, the others fled.

Cheng He was frightened, and the people around him had already fled away without knowing when.

Blood slid down the blade to the ground, exaggerating the boundless silence.

There were several corpses lying on the ground, each of them basically sealed their throats with a sword, and there was no expression of ferocious pain on their faces. Ren Ke walked over with his sword expressionless.

Cheng He fled in a hurry, and finally fled to the wall, with nowhere to go.

Ren Ke left after a quick solution. As soon as he left, the officers and soldiers came behind him. When the government was investigating with all its strength, a group of men in white clothes passed by the door of the dilapidated Cheng Mansion.

One of the teenagers, looking at the almost burnt Cheng Mansion, called out to the leader in a low voice, "Brother!"

The young man in the lead lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly, he could only hear a hoarse voice, "Put out the fire."

The young disciple nodded: "Yes."

Ren Ke went back to the wooden house, saw the woman was still kneeling outside the door, passed by her expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Your revenge has been avenged."

Hearing this, the straight woman who was kneeling relaxed and limp on the ground.

Before he stepped into the house, he heard the woman's unwavering voice: "From now on, I am yours, and my life is yours."

He seemed to have heard these words many times, Ren Ke looked sideways at her, the person under the moonlight was bathed in a layer of moonlight, looking holy, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Seeing him smile, Wen Xian thought that he agreed, so she stood up crookedly and entered the room tentatively.

The windows in the house were opened, and the moonlight broke in, falling on the side of the bed, adding light to the dark room, and Ren Ke was undressing standing under the gentle moonlight.

Wen Xian touched the candlestick and lit the light, and the candlelight in the room covered up the softness of the moonlight for a moment.

She stepped forward to help him undress on her own initiative, touching his skin with her fingertips, there was a tingling sensation.

Ren Ke, who had his back to her, sneered, and could clearly feel her getting close to him from time to time.

Wen Xian touched him with her body, but unfortunately he didn't feel it, and even felt disgusted.

When Wen Xian reached out to grab his waist, Ren Ke lowered his eyes slightly, turned around suddenly, pressed her on the table next to him without warning, and carefully looked at the woman in front of him.

Wen Xian's appearance is fair, the bruise on her forehead makes her look pitiful, her flushed face is even more delicate, and her eyes are full of shyness.

Ren Ke surrounded her with both hands, leaned over her cheek, and stopped by her ear.

"It's really pretty, but it's still a little bit worse."

His voice was as cold as winter ice, and he took out a wooden plaque from her cuff, engraved with plum blossoms, it was the wooden plaque of Qianji Pavilion, Wenxian froze for a moment, watching him straighten up indifferently.

Ren Ke crushed the wooden sign and said sharply, "Get lost."

There was a suppressed murderous look in his eyes, Wen Xian had heard countless rumors about him, and believed that he would really kill herself, so she fled in a hurry, tears streaming down her face.

Qianji Pavilion is really good at doing business, he does business twice with one piece of information, but he doesn't care about it for Qian Hui's face, and he made himself sick once he didn't think about it.It seems that he was too kind when he let Qianji Pavilion go, and he really reaped the consequences.

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