Chapter 5 Hellworm

Minghai City is undoubtedly an international metropolis, Minghai City at night is obviously much more noisy than during the day.

A shadow was stretched very long under the street lamp, against the background of the surrounding men and women, Xiao Chen's figure looked a bit lonely.

Xiao Chen looked up at the bar named Anyi, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Chen came here to find that man named Sang Ge, and in the memory of the man in black, Anyi Bar was their base camp.

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, a thumb-sized black bug crawled out of his body and fell to the ground.

The little bug looks weird, a bit like a dung beetle, and has six legs. The most eye-catching thing is its pair of big claws, which emit a little bit of cold light.

The little insect waved its big claw, and made two weird squeaking sounds.

"The worm."

Xiao Chen groaned softly, and as the first ghost worm fell, followed by the second, and the third...

In the end, the ghost worms on Xiao Chen's body fell like a black tide, covering the surrounding ground in an instant.

Xiao Chen casually picked up one and looked at it, shaking his head in disappointment.

Nether worms are a specialty of the Ministry of the Underworld. Although they have no combat power, for some people with low cultivation, these little worms are like nightmares.

Moreover, the underworld worms are superior in number. There used to be a monk from the underworld who controlled a whole country with just one person.

The ghost worm can penetrate into the skin unnoticed by people, and then lurks silently, waiting for the master of the ghost worm to kill people.

Now these ghost worms are all transformed by Ren Yuan's death energy, and now he has no ability to open the gate of the netherworld to summon real ghost worms.

Xiao Chen thought for a while, although these ghost worms were far inferior to real ghost worms, they shouldn't have any problem dealing with ordinary people.

Xiao Chen snapped his fingers lightly, and the ghost worms rushed towards Anyi Bar like a black tide.

The dark night has become the best cover for the ghosts, and the ghosts are good at hiding their whereabouts.

In the Anyi Bar, the loud music combined with the twisting bodies of men and women, forming a scene of demons dancing wildly.

A black torrent approached at such a high speed that no one noticed, and everyone was immersed in self-indulgence.

The black torrent divided into countless small tributaries and rushed towards all the people in the bar. Within a few breaths, a ghost worm was attached to everyone's body, and no one was spared.

Xiao Chen walked slowly towards the back door of Anyi Bar.

At the back door of Anyi Bar, two strong men in suits were chatting leisurely.

"Have you heard about the crow? Brother Sang seems to have hooked up with a great big shot recently."

"Big man? Besides Liu Laoba, the most bereaved brother in LH City, our boss and Liu Laoba are fighting to death every day, you are kidding me."

"Really, I heard that it seems to be from Yanjing."

...

Xiao Chen came to the two who were chatting leisurely, raised his eyebrows and said: "Which one of you will take me to meet Xiaosang?"

"Little funeral?"

The man known as the crow was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and slapped Xiao Chen's head with a big slap, and shouted: "Little bastard, you dare to come here before your hair is evenly grown, and you're so stupid."

Xiao Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are all scumbags so unqualified these days? The times are regressing!"

The crow-like palm suddenly stopped, and it just stopped in the air in a daze.

Seeing the strange behavior of his partner, the other reached out and pulled the crow: "What are you doing, crow? Why are you scared by a brat?"

"boom."

The crow fell down straight,

"Little bastard, what did you do?" The other person gasped when he saw the crow's miserable appearance, but the life of licking blood all year round made him make a quick on-the-spot response.

Xiao Chen looked at the muzzle of the gun pointing at him, sneered and said: "With me, everyone should have a chance to start again."

"Take me to meet your boss." Xiao Chen continued.

"boom."

The fire snake sprayed out with a pungent gunpowder smell.

"go to hell."

The man in the suit pulled the trigger with a smirk, but the smile froze on his face the next moment.

The man in the suit saw the most amazing scene in his life, and of course it might also be the last time.

The fired bullets stopped steadily one meter in front of Xiao Chen, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

"Ah, you monster." Perhaps the man in the suit only now understood what he was facing.

"Bang, bang, bang."

When the last bullet was fired, the man in the suit was already sweating all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll take you to see Brother Sang immediately."

The man in the suit kneeled on the ground with a soft plop.

Xiao Chen patted his forehead and said helplessly, "Oh, I don't cherish the opportunity I give you."

After speaking, he strode into the bar, and the moment Xiao Chen stepped into the bar, the man in the suit's head exploded like a watermelon, which was shocking.

A streak of black air came out of his rotten head and returned to Xiao Chen's body.

The loud music in the bar gave Xiao Chen a headache.

Xiao Chen frowned and raised his right hand, slowly bumping his middle finger and thumb together.

"boom."

A crisp finger snap sounded in the extremely noisy bar. This finger snap was like a sharp knife piercing thin paper, piercing the deafening music instantly.

After hearing the snap of fingers, all the people in the bar fell to the ground in unison, and the music stopped immediately.

Looking at the person lying on the ground, Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows: "It's finally quiet."

Then the person who fell on the ground, the faint black air drifted out from the body, gathering but not dispersing.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, the black energy gathered extremely quickly, and penetrated into his body.

Xiao Chen didn't have a penchant for killing indiscriminately, those people on the ground just passed out.

"Boom..."

A series of sounds of going downstairs sounded, and several figures appeared at the stairs.

"What happened?"

A man with a scar on his face asked in a calm voice.

No one answered him, and the bar, which was supposed to be extremely noisy, was eerily quiet at the moment.

Scarface's hand pressed down in the void, signaling the people behind him to pay attention.

He took out a pistol from his pocket and walked cautiously to the entrance of the hall.

Suddenly, the pupils on Scarface shrank sharply, and his heart beat like a strong man beating a drum.

All the people in the hall who were supposed to be having a carnival fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

A young man who looked harmless to humans and animals stood in the middle, like an emperor receiving worship.

Scarface swallowed, and asked with a trembling voice: "Brother, which road?"