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Chapter 47 Art Needs Quite Cruelty

The people around him waited for a long time, but still didn't wait for Lei Ge. Someone was impatient: "It's time for Lei Ge to set off!"

"Yes, it's time to leave here."

The people around him cursed and searched carefully, their faces filled with panic.

Soon their panic was confirmed and they saw Lei Ge's body.

Not only that, next to his body, there was a rose.

The bright red roses gave his body a strange beauty.

"How could this happen? How could he die?"

"Could it be that Yao Tianjun is not a murderer, there is someone else in the murderer!"

"Or Yao Tianjun is not dead, are you here to seek revenge on us?"

For a moment, fear filled his heart, making them feel a little chilled.

But now they have no choice but to Lei Ge's death means they have lost their guide. Now they can only explore the way they leave by themselves.

But here is well-connected, and it is too difficult to leave here in a short period of time.

In the darkness, Yao Tianjun hid in it, like the monarch in the darkness.

Darkness seemed to be innately accompanied by him. He felt a little comfort in the darkness.

Looking at these people, Yao Tianjun sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"The curtain is about to open. Are you ready?"

Because of Lei Ge's death, these people obviously raised their vigilance and looked around with vigilance.

Yao Tianjun held a huge nail gun in his palm. This nail gun can fire nails and is powerful.

Although the accuracy is not good, once the nail gun falls, it is enough to tear anyone into pieces.

But Yao Tianjun did not use this weapon. He believed that this weapon was not enough to make people even more frightened.

This is not what he wants.

Now he has completely integrated into this character, and the prey in front of him is now doomed.

"Yao Tianjun, come out, we are not afraid of you." Zhao Qunze shouted, and the people around him also agreed.

But Yao Tianjun's face was calm. There was no sound during the walk, and he seemed to have completely merged into the darkness.

Death is inevitable, but killing is not necessarily ugly.

Let me bring you an opera!

Zhao Qunze and the others walked around in a daze, trying their best to find the road. But after searching for a while, they couldn't find the exit. This made them feel frustrated.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Yes, why did it become like this?"

The faces of these people began to become scared, but Yao Tianjun was still not too slow. He was not in a hurry to take action, but instead peeked at them silently.

Fear sometimes does not necessarily come from death, but more from the unknown.

Hiding in the darkness, he can launch an attack at any time. But these people can only defend passively, so they are careful.

They walked carefully, afraid of touching the mechanism. No one dared to leave the team.

But what is the seemingly impeccable team in front of Yao Tianjun?

"It's easy to kill you, but I can't show beauty like this." Yao Tianjun smiled slightly, his eyes were already extremely cruel. In his pocket, there were bouquets of roses.

These roses are prepared for these people.

The last beauty.

The team walked carefully, and soon they arrived in a narrow mine.

They hesitated whether to go in, but soon walked in.

They defended carefully, but Yao Tianjun was already close. He hid in the darkness and said in a strange tone: "I will kill each of you, are you ready?"

His words shocked these people and ran away one by one.

But Cao Rui soon shouted: "Don't worry, he is just alone, let's go back and hit him. So many people can definitely deal with him."

Under his instigation, someone immediately turned around and rushed towards Yao Tianjun.

Yao Tianjun glanced at it, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his nail gun with his palm.

The next moment, the nail gun burst out with huge energy.

After the man in front of him was hit, a huge hole appeared in his body and he fell down like this.

"He has a gun!"

"Run quickly."

These people completely lost the power of resistance and fled in scattered wildly.

And this is the scene that Yao Tianjun wants the most.

He stretched out his hand, took out a rose, kissed it, and placed it next to the fallen corpse. Youyou said, "Art requires quite cruelty."

After walking along the way, the people around him had already fled in all directions.

He could see clearly every move here even though he was clearly in the dark mine cave.

There is no doubt that this is the talent of the Slayer.

He grinned and had already walked over.

These people fled in scattered places, not knowing where to go.

Yao Tianjun chased after someone.

The man also discovered it and began to run away in panic.

He ran very fast, but Yao Tianjun was faster. In the darkness, he was like a king and completely adapted to the darkness.

So he got closer and closer to this person.

The man was extremely panicked, and he felt the footsteps behind him.

Step by step, he wanted to break free countless times.

It was useless at all. The footsteps were like the death talisman of the God of Death, which made him feel horrified.

He completely collapsed, stopped and knelt on the ground: "Please let me go!"

"You didn't let me go either." Yao Tianjun walked over, his face full of coldness.

"But it wasn't what I did. It was Lei Ge who killed you."

"But you have become an accomplice, too?"

"I'm blinded."

"That only means you are too stupid and not suitable to live."

The man knelt on the ground and looked around in panic.

Yao Tianjun merged into the darkness, and he could not see Yao Tianjun at all.

"Don't worry, death won't hurt."

"Let me offer you unique beauty!"

"No, I don't want it, I'm wrong!"

The gunshots sounded, and the man's body spasmed and fell heavily.

Yao Tianjun walked over, squinted his eyes, and a rose was slowly thrown down by him and landed on the corpse, giving the corpse a hint of strange smell.

"You will be beautiful."

Turn around and leave.

Darkness can often bring people the most extreme fear. Some people tremble in fear, while others despair in fear.

Yao Tianjun caught up with someone again, and his steps did not stop, his eyes were filled with gentleness.

It's like looking at your lover.

He said slowly: "Art needs your fear."

"Art needs your pain."

"Art, you need your death!"

"Let you dance for me!"
Chapter completed!
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