I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

"They all said he was dead."

Zhu Yue's lips curled up into a smile.

But it was completely different from the smiling expression before. The boy's face now looked more like a villain who had succeeded in something evil.

This knife is really strange. Every time I hold it, I want to cut something...

The cursed knife? It's so interesting.

"What?! Dead?! Kid! Are you serious!"

Yoshino Sanjiro was greatly shocked and stared at the guy wearing a blue haori.

"The executioner is dead?!"

"What? Really fake!"

One by one, the subordinates also reacted and shouted exaggeratedly.

Even the man in front of Zhuo Yue was very puzzled, but the subordinate just turned back and looked at his boss strangely, wondering whether he should beat this brat now.

"But that's okay."

Zhuo Yue continued speaking, and then the hand holding the knife suddenly moved forward fiercely.

The movement was very fast. Yoshino Sanjiro and the others who were standing not far away did not see the movement of Yudake at all, but they saw the blood spurting out like a fountain from the neck of his companion.

Eh? What's your expression?

The companion obviously hadn't realized what had happened, with doubts and confusion on his face. He felt a chill on his neck and wanted to say something, but his eyes darkened and his body fell down.

Then, Yoshino Sanjiro and the others looked at the kid holding the knife in front of him, and the smile on his face became deeper and more arrogant, "Now, you can call me, the Crimson Ghost."

In fact, Yue Yue's idea is very simple.

Since Bei Mingyu Xingming is unwilling to escape from prison and avoid execution, and people in the town also believe that Bei Mingyu Xingming in prison is the Crimson Ghost.

Then it's up to you to tell the people in this town that the red ghost is not the monk in the prison.

Therefore, there is nothing more suitable now than Yue Yue becoming the Crimson Ghost.

And he can also take this opportunity to do whatever he wants and take revenge on Yoshino Sanjiro and his group. This is nothing short of killing two birds with one stone.

"Mountain Village!"

"You bastard!"

"Damn you kid! How dare you kill Yamamura!"

"hateful!"

The expressions of all the subordinates changed one after another, and while they were panicking, they kept shouting and cursing.

Huang Yue tilted his head, shook off the blood on the knife, and laughed, "Jie Jie, don't worry, there is no need to feel sorry for this guy, because he will be the luckiest among the seven of you. "

"You guy! Damn it!"

"Unforgivable!"

"Brothers, take revenge on the mountain village!"

Three of the thugs shouted loudly at the same time, already taking out daggers from their arms and waving them in the air.

Originally, the light reflected by the dagger under the moon was still shining, but compared with the knife in the boy's hand, it was like a firefly and a bright moon.

"kill him!"

"Let's go together!"

"it is good!"

The three extremely excited subordinates began to rush towards the boy, but Yoshino Sanjiro did not make a sound, gave no orders, and did not stop them from the beginning to the end.

He just stood there, staring blankly at the playful expression on the face of the kid in front of him, and let the three subordinates rush away with their swords, but they were recalling something in his mind.

That look...that smile...

He had seen the real red ghost on the face of the red ghost, who was two meters tall and had a zombie-like face.

At that time, the perverted guy who seemed to have mental problems was in a resident's home. He killed the couple with a knife, and then strangled a very young baby to death bit by bit with both hands.

That arrogant, wanton, unscrupulous, and possessed smiling face is so unforgettable.

Even he, who has done many evil things, will occasionally think of that smile in his dreams, and then wake up sweating profusely.

But now, he saw that expression again on a young man's face.

It's like a hunter who has been depressed for a long time and finally finds his desired prey.

Yes, that's right...

He and the others are prey!

Yoshino Sanjiro finally realized something. Big drops of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He kept swallowing his saliva and couldn't help but take two steps back. The two subordinates behind him were stunned. They just subconsciously supported the fat man. Pig body.

"Sir Sanjiro, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't worry! The three of them will deal with that nasty kid!"

Yoshino Sanjiro turned a deaf ear to the voices of his subordinates. He just widened his eyes and looked at the boy who was facing the charge of three adults with knives, with blue light flowing in his eyes and laughing wantonly.

This kid is the same monster as the red ghost!

He is definitely the kind of perverted guy with mental problems!

In the blink of an eye, the three subordinates had already rushed in front of Zhuo Yue. Looking at the grinning, very happy kid, the leader stabbed him hard with the dagger in his hand, and at the same time yelled, "You bastard kid! Smile more." what!"

"You guys are so cute."

Zhuo Yue responded, turning slightly to avoid the stabbing attack, and then raised the knife in his hand. Just when the subordinate's face changed, thinking that he was about to follow in the footsteps of the mountain village, Zhuo Yue did not slash at him. The neck, and the stabbing wrist, cut it off hard!

The next moment, in the dull expression of the subordinate, the hand holding the dagger flew out.

Then Zhuo Yue dodged sideways, taking advantage of his body being shorter than an adult, bypassing this person and rushing towards the two subordinates behind him.

Similarly, the young man still had a chance to kill with a knife, but what flew up was not the head, but the same two hands holding the dagger tightly.

The three people passed by the young man. They didn't even fall down. They just showed the same puzzled expression, and then looked blankly at their empty wrists. Then they felt pain in their bodies, and then they heard a series of sounds. The wails and screams continued to echo in the alley.

Yuyue didn't look at the people behind him with their arms folded, kneeling on the ground, rolling around wildly, or with tears and snot pouring out of their noses. He just listened to the painful wailing sounds and looked at Yoshino Sanjiro, doing popular science. Zhuang explained, "Death is actually liberation, but pain can only be understood by the living."

The remaining two subordinates were also shocked by this scene. One of the four companions was dead and three were disabled in an instant. So what should they do next? !

"You monster!"

"Sir...Sir, what should I do now..."

One person had some courage, holding the dagger in his hand and kept scolding Zhuo Yue in front of him, trying to find some courage, while the other person was already frightened by the wailing sounds that kept echoing in the alley, and his whole body was shaking. , couldn't even hold the knife, and dropped it to the ground.

And Yue Yue was not in a hurry at the moment. He stood in front and walked slowly step by step, seeming to appreciate their expressions at the moment and enjoying it all.