The road after the rain was muddy, mixed with broken grass leaves, excrement, hair and some strange shapes. Even Chen Ang couldn't see the objects that were trampled and stirred into extremely strange-colored mud.:.../

Standing on it, a mixture of rotten plants and trees, feces and bloody smells made people want to stay away from this place. When they step on it, the splashing mud and water made the pedestrian's eyelids jump, and there was always a disgusting stench in the air. No one wanted to come to the slums after the rain. The nobles said that this place did not exist, and even their dog legs were unwilling to come here.

The slums after the rain are certainly a hellish nightmare, but they won’t be much better here when it doesn’t rain.

Therefore, this place has become a place that tax officials avoid. These greedy weak bones would rather go to the dock area to collect the last copper ner in the sailor's pocket than come here to flip through these poor bones shacks. Everyone knows that they can only find some waste and garbage, or moldy and smelly food. If you hope to find something valuable here, it is better to go to the temple area to sweep the streets, and perhaps you can melt a little gold shavings from the dust. When the goldsmith next to the Temple of Wealth, the gold dust is often blown to the streets by the wind.

Of course, since such a good thing was discovered, this kind of good job has been monopolized by the gang, and the people who work are still low-key people from the slums, but the gold they took out from the acid liquid provided by the wizard can only exchange for a little bit of food from the gang at a low price.

Such places that are looked down upon by nobles are often active places for gangs.

From here they can get everything they need: cheap lives and hands, desperate poor people, murder, betrayal, theft and evil, and faith! The only thing to be wary of are those paladins who don't know when they will go crazy, and who except them cares about the evil that happens in these forgotten corners?

When Chen Ang appeared here in a cloak and appeared here, the numb-looking poor people on both sides of the road quickly moved away from the road. They all knew that people wearing cloaks were not easy to mess with, let alone this adult.

‘Bloody Hand’ ‘Human Slaughter’ is his beautiful name.

Although it has only been a few days ago, Chen Ang's reputation has been known to everyone among the poor in Deep Water City. Although I have heard of all evil tyrants in distant countries, lichs who manipulate dead bodies, and dragons who turn the city into ruins, these are all too far away from the poor, and they do not have the "brutal bloody hand". They are even more deterrent.

The boss of the Yalin Gang who was entrenched here made the best notes for the reputation of the Bloody Hand. More than one witness swore that they saw with their own eyes, "The Bloody Hand," and chopped Yalin into meat paste with a smile. But others also swear that the Bloody Hand did not take action, but smiled and asked the original members of the Yalin Gang to chop Yalin into meat paste.

No matter what the process is, the final result will be the same anyway.

Yalin died without a complete body, and some of the original Yalin Gang went crazy, while others became members of the Blood Hand Gang. They were loyal, determined, and never betrayed.

Among the thugs behind Chen Ang, there were several thugs with knotted muscles, and the eyes of those who had obviously been magically modified were dead. The smell of blood on their bodies could be smelled with their eyes. I didn't know whether it was theirs or others. I was swaying with such a group of people, no wonder even though Chen Ang smiled and looked easy to speak, no one dared to offend them.

Chen Ang has his own plans for coming here.

"The eyes of the gods will not leave the main material world for a short time. They have enough patience and time. On the continent, they also have a very powerful influence. The major churches will pursue my traces like blood-seeking hounds."

When Chen Ang thought of this, his eyes showed a look of interest. He would no longer feel emotionally troubled, uneasy, nervous, angry, and fear because of this little thing. These relatively normal emotions for others have not happened to him for a long time. The good news is that his mind is stronger, while the bad thing is that he is less like a human being.

So he was curious about the gods. The knowledge he was most interested in about the entire multiverse was the knowledge about the gods, followed by arcane and magic. According to Chen Ang's style, he would definitely create some interesting things for the world, create some waves for the peaceful and chaotic world, but the rules of this universe limited this point.

In the macro world, physical rules seem to have not changed anything, but at the microscope, this universe subverts most of the laws that Chen Ang knows. The laws of this world are so rigorous and strange that Chen Ang has to start learning and experimenting again in most of his knowledge. Magic nets, magic positions, planes and gods are a brand new world system.

The seeds of danger grow in the darkness, enough to shake the changes in the foundation of this world. As a visitor from another world arrives, the uneasy gods are watching the material world in the upper realm, and they feel that the throne under them is shaking.

"Boss!" The little leader guarding the garbage dump saw Chen Ang and lowered his head in fear.

This is the garbage dump of Deepwater City. The rivers passing through the city bring garbage into the sea. The river designed by scholars is turbulent and has strong carrying capacity. It has several functions of garbage transportation and cargo transportation. It is of great significance to Deepwater City.

This is also the Yalin Gang, and now it is an important source of wealth for the Blood Hand Gang.

Several poor people in their clothes were carefully peeking at Chen Ang. They stood in the chest-like river water and used hooks and baskets to select useful parts in the garbage. A dry corpse floated down the water flow. The salvager closest to it lit up his eyes and hurriedly hooked it with a hook and tied it behind him.

Here, corpses are also valuable, and they are the most valuable things.

Because of the Church of the King of the Dead, the lichs and the undead are short of spell materials. As the God of Death, Kelanwo is extremely hated to undead creatures, so the corpses that have performed the rituals of death are particularly difficult to blaspheme. It can be said that any undead creature who attempts to attack these corpses will be hunted by the Church of Death.

Of course, even if they don't do it, it will be the case, but at least it won't be noticed in particular.

The corpses abandoned in the river are expensive, and a strong adult male can even sell for a high price of one Jindler, while the corpses of children, elderly and patients can also be sold for five Yinxike. The prices for women are uncertain, sometimes higher, sometimes lower, and sometimes lower, while the incomplete and rotten corpses can only be sold at a low price.

In the slums, all the dead bodies belong to the Yalin Gang. Unless their relatives are willing to pay for the priests in the city to be buried, they will endure the gang's beating and extortion, each with one Yinxiko's dead money.

"Colin!" Chen Ang stared at the person in charge, which made him kneel to the ground in fear.

Colin didn't know if Chen Ang was the kind of strong man who disliked the blasphemy of corpses. It was not scary to replace the boss. What was scary was that he didn't know the character and temper of the new boss. If Chen Ang was a believer of Kelanwo, then he would be done! Under normal circumstances, the boss would not wantonly kill his subordinates who did his job, except for the two situations.

1. He is the new boss, and has not yet established a reputation for blood and needs to maintain his cruel reputation.

2. The boss doesn’t care!

Unfortunately, Chen Ang occupied both situations, and fortunately, Chen Ang believed no one. So Colin was forgiven.

"You did a great job!" Chen Ang's praise made Colin feel relieved. "But undoubtedly, you can do better. You must be careful in doing things, and the same is true for shipments. Even lichs have needs. Customer needs are our needs. We are anxious about what customers are anxious about and what customers think. In order to better provide necromancer materials, we must improve the quality of shipments."

"The low-level raw materials like corpses cannot make much money. How much can you make from a corpse? The mages are not short of money. They lack time. We have to sell their time into our money."

Chen Ang said and stood up. He signaled: "Faced with such a corpse, any valuable part that can be sold at the price must be continuously decomposed on its value elements, and find out all the parts that create value and their factors. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and skulls must be specific. Detailed divisions, in-depth learning of the undead spell materials, and strive to achieve the materials we supply to meet the level of standard casting materials."

"We must actively contact customers and know what they need, whether the corpse is fresh or rotten, whether the skeleton is large or small, as long as the organ customers can accept dry organs? High-quality materials need to be analyzed in detail, such as the bones in youth are the most valuable, but the organs in youth are not bad either."

"We not only need to provide standard materials, but also provide special materials in depth, including the corpses of mercenary professions, the corpses of first girls, the corpses of resentment, the murdered corpses, the weapons, hair, and the blood of the deceased. We need to develop these neglected materials more deeply. In this way, the foundation for the growth and prosperity of the gang."

Cole was a gloomy young man. At this moment, he was already staring at his new and old man in amazement, his eyes full of shock and admiration. While detecting evil, he was already a red and purple extremely evil person. What would Chen Ang, who was more cruel, cruel and evil than him, behave like that?

It should be an evil that is so rich that it is almost black!

"Cole, evil is not the purpose, but the result!" Chen Ang seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile: "Think about your purpose, Cole. You are not doing these things for happiness, excitement and fun. Those people are crazy, you are a normal person. These are just jobs, money-making and profitable, and can make you work happily."

"There is no distinction between survival! It has nothing to do with justice or evil. Do you just want to live a better life, right?"

The smile on Chen Ang's face made Cole feel bone-broken fear. He quickly nodded in agreement, fearing that a huge axe would fall on his head after one step.

"You are very smart, Cole, welcome you to our family." Chen Ang smiled and said, "I don't care about your beliefs and positions, but pure evil makes people at a loss, right? No one likes to live with lunatics, those who are obsessed with murder, abuse and betrayal, they don't seem to like this world, so obsessed with death..."

"So they were all sent to meet Cyric and Bain." Cole thought of the source of Chen Ang's reputation as "Bloody Hand", which was a fierce reputation dyed red with the blood of the most terrifying and craziest group of people in the slums.

‘Skinned’ ‘Decapitator’ ‘Bloody Skull’ ‘Black Hand’ ‘Crow’

More cruel than cruel, more cruel than tyrant, more evil than evil, this is the bloody hand that scares everyone, a serious, full of evil creativity that makes everyone afraid and obey.

"Business is business, Cole!"

Cole quickly returned and reached: "Business is business, boss, I understand!"

"Look back and send that statue of Cyric!" Cole thought silently, "I shouldn't have learned those teachings some time ago. Oh my God! I was crazy and obsessed with those things. The golden Jindler is our faith!"

"Let's talk to Sanlinta and the people of the Dead Country and ask them to provide some magical information or equipment for preserving the corpse." Chen Ang signaled Cole to record what he said.

"But..." Cole was a little embarrassed. The existence of magic on the mainland was very expensive, which was a bit difficult.

"Don't worry, Cole! Tell them that this is to provide them with better materials, and ask them for payment with materials. Is the bottom line? Only eighty healthy male corpses are cured!" Chen Ang said with a smile.

In this way, the transaction will have the possibility of success, but now they do not have so many goods on their hands.

Cole raised his head in confusion, but saw Chen Ang looking in the direction of the Deep Water City. Inside, there were far more than eighty people in the Thieves Guild and Gang.
Chapter completed!