I'm the fourth calamity, but they call me a saint

When Zhang Ling's body fell heavily, Yan Li held up the hoe in his hand, staring blankly in the same place!

When Li Wei drew his sword and turned around, he finally reacted!

His bloodshot eyes seemed to be squeezed out of his eye sockets, and the angry and trembling curses echoed throughout the mine!

"Little bastard! I'll fuck your grandma!"

But before the heavy hoe was lifted up and dropped from his head, the arm, which was not muscular but seemed particularly well-proportioned and powerful, reached out steadily and dragged the wooden handle at the front of the hoe.

Li Wei's action was very fast, so fast that people could not see how he stretched out his hand, and the blood-stained knife had already stabbed into Yan Li's neck again!

The carotid artery was cut, causing a large amount of blood to gush out, and the strong smell of blood filled the narrow mine.

The knife did not hurt Yan Li's trachea. He desperately covered his neck with both hands, which was constantly bleeding. His eyes, which were about to collapse at any time, stared at Levi's face illuminated by the headlight.

"How did you find out?"

Levi, covered in blood, did not feel any discomfort from killing. Even if the scene was realistic, his subconscious was telling him that it was just a game.

The person who died in front of him was not a person, but a code that a programmer got from staying up late and losing hair.

"Guessed." He said casually.

"Guess and kill people."

"No?"

Yan Li had nothing to say.

He could no longer hold on. The severe bleeding made his consciousness completely fall into the darkness of nothingness.

In the dark mine, the only person alive at this time was Levi.

He glanced at the two prompts that popped up in his mind.

[Kill 10,000 illegal assets, experience 0.1]

[Kill 570,000 illegal assets, experience 5.7]

[Experience value: 22.2/1000]

The first Zhang Ling who died was actually a poor ghost among poor ghosts. On the contrary, Yan Li, who looked plain and taciturn, contributed a lot to Levi.

But it was still a single digit that was better than nothing.

Levi saw through it. If you really want to upgrade by killing people in this game, you can't just kill poor ghosts.

The poor ghosts' oil and water have been squeezed dry long ago. It is obviously a dream to want to get high experience at such an exaggerated ratio of 100,000:1 in a place like the labor community.

However, his ultimate goal tonight is obviously not these two poor scums.

As the ventilation fan constantly exhausts the air in the mine, the disgusting smell of blood gradually begins to become less unbearable.

Levi found a place to sit down next to the two corpses and waited quietly.

After about three or four hours, when the bodies on the ground had completely turned cold, he casually threw away the bloody knife in his hand and walked out of the mine humming a light tune.

It was almost midnight now. The coal mine, which was originally bustling during the day, was now empty. Except for two or three lazy security guards, no one else was active.

Levi, covered in blood, was like a silent ghost. After crawling out of the deep, hellish mine, he approached the two-story villa in the center of the mine with a clear goal.

Using the free time during the day, he had almost found out some important information about the coal mine.

As the director of this mine, the nobleman who was a middle-level leader of Tianen Company would certainly not live in the Yuguang District with the stinky laborers.

He had his own mansion in the Yaoguang District, which was closer to the Sun Tower and completely illuminated by sunlight, but because he had to deal with large and small affairs in the mine on weekdays, it was very troublesome to go back and forth, so he simply built his office in a two-story villa in the mine.

The western-style building was very beautiful and clean, and it was so out of tune with the coal slag and dust all over the mine.

Ordinary workers were not even qualified to get close to here. Even the foreman had to take a shower and change into special clothes before entering the western-style building to avoid contaminating the spotless floor with his dirt.

At this time, in front of the gate to the courtyard of the western-style building, the security guard here was not doing his duty faithfully. He was lying on a recliner and snoring.

To be precise, guarding the door here is indeed a very easy job, because no worker dared to get close to it. Even the families of the workers who asked for compensation today only dared to cry outside the door.

This made it very easy for Levi to sneak in.

He used a dinner knife to pick open a window on the first floor of the western-style house, and jumped in effortlessly.

It was indeed too clean here, and there was a special nanny to clean it every day.

Levi's soles covered with coal dust left unscrupulous footprints on the expensive teak floor and cashmere carpet.

But he didn't care. Instead, he looked around the living room, which was almost the same as the modern decoration. He was familiar with the place, as if he had returned to his own home. He hummed a little tune and opened the refrigerator. He found milk, toast, sausage and ham in it and had a full meal happily.

Ten minutes later, he burped with satisfaction. After hesitating for two seconds, he decided to make two simple sandwiches with the leftover bread and ham and bring them back for the lame man to taste.

Then, he found a more handy and satisfactory boning knife in the kitchen to replace the table knife.

Finally, he began to walk slowly along the wooden stairs to the second floor.

The old wooden stairs creak slightly when people step on them, but as soon as this insignificant sound is heard, it will be covered by the obvious snoring.

On the second floor, Levi locked a door through the snoring.

He gently pressed the door handle. The owner of this western-style building did not seem to have the habit of locking the door when sleeping. Without any hindrance, Levi entered this luxurious bedroom.

Under the soft night light, the gorgeous brass crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The wide four-poster bed seems to be able to dance ballet on it. The delicate cashmere carpet covers the entire floor. There are exquisite floor mirrors, expensive table lamps, and quaint clocks.

If you don’t see it with your own eyes, no one will imagine that this is actually a room located in a coal mine.

And the man lying on the four-poster bed enjoying his dreamland is a fat man.

He looks fat like a ball, his hair is a little bald, and you can’t find his neck.

Levi gestured with a knife at the connection between his head and body for a long time, and finally gave up this area that he couldn’t find at all.

Instead, he aimed at the half of the mine manager's legs that were exposed outside the flannel quilt and were covered with black hair like carrots.

He grabbed the quilt with his left hand and held the knife with his right hand. When the boning knife was inserted into the fat of the manager's thigh, Levi also covered his head with the quilt!

"Puff!"

The sound of the sharp weapon entering the flesh was so clear in the deep night. The severe pain that swept through all the nerves instantly made the manager, who was originally sleeping, wake up completely in the next second!

He let out a terrified howl, but it was completely hidden under the quilt.

Under the soft night light, only Levi, who was covered in blood, smiled and looked at the pair of terrified little eyes.