He took out another stack of bills from his pocket and threw it to the black man in front of him.

Then he continued to take out:

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand

When Wu Heng took out the fifteenth stack of US dollars, the two black men in front of him had gone from completely crazy to scared, and then became completely terrified!

How could the pocket of the white man in the windbreaker in front of him hold so much money?

His pocket was obviously flat, but the money he took out was already a pile in his arms.

"Fuck, stop it, don't take it out, enough, enough!" The black man couldn't help it at all and cursed.

"Knicks, you Nig, what are you doing, he obviously has more.!" Another black man was anxious with red eyes.

"Kurt, you idiot!"

The black man named Knicks bowed his head and motioned Kurt to look at the money in his arms. It was such a high pile.

Kurt reacted at this time, and fear dispersed the greed in his brain.

The man in front of him obviously had a flat pocket. He just thought that if the other party didn't even have a hundred dollars, he would have to leave his socks behind.

"Do you want more?" Wu Heng looked at the black man Kurt.

"No, go away, don't come here again."

Kurt swallowed the mucus stuck in his throat, and took a step back at the same time as Knicks, slightly sideways, ready to escape at any time.

But he still said weakly: "This is a black area, white people will be robbed here!"

As if to strengthen his courage, he repeated again: "It has been like this for all these years, and it has never changed."

"This is the rule here"

His voice became lower and lower, and he became more and more frightened. Looking at Wu Heng who was still smiling in front of him, he couldn't say anything at all.

Then he turned around suddenly and shouted to Knicks at the same time: "Run!"

Before the word "run" came out, Knicks, who had been prepared for a long time, had already taken a step ahead of him and ran away.

"What's the hurry? You don't want the money anymore, right?"

The two had already run dozens of steps, but the voice came from behind them, and even during their running, the voice was not lost at all.

The two panted, bent down and stopped, with their hands on their knees.

The US dollars had been left on the road by them.

The two looked at each other, feeling like they had survived a disaster.

"Aren't you running away?" The voice sounded in their ears again.

The two turned back stiffly, and the man in the windbreaker was actually behind them.

"You are a demon, how can you catch up?" Kurt was about to cry.

"Chase?"

"Why should I chase, haven't I been here all the time!" Wu Heng smiled.

His voice did not have any emotional ups and downs, it was so plain, so plain that it made people feel weird.

Kurt and Nix heard the words, turned their heads and looked around, and then fell into an ice cave.

They were still in the alley, still in the same place.

Even the dozen or so stacks of US dollars were piled up randomly on the ground in front of them.

"You, you, you!"

The two were trembling and speechless.

"Since you don't want money, I'll take what I need." Wu Heng raised his right palm slightly.

"Let go. Ah--!"

At the moment when the two were about to beg for mercy, dozens of red chains shot out from both sides of the alley, piercing their shoulder blades, faces, limbs, and ribs, fixing them in mid-air.

"I think this money should be enough to buy your lives!"

"I believe you should have noticed this." Wu Heng stopped smiling and waved his hand gently.

Pah~!

Two pieces of minced meat exploded in the alley.

At the moment of the explosion, Wu Heng's eyes were extremely concentrated, staring at the souls of the two people.

Then he found that the souls of the two people were disappearing strangely as if they had entered a black hole at the moment their bodies were broken.

Swish, swish, swish--!

The nightmare power mixed with the blood power and turned into a substantial soul chain, which kept hooking the souls of the two people and resisted this mysterious suction.

Crack~, a sound that cannot be heard by the naked ear emerged from the alley.

This is the sound of souls being torn apart.

Even with Wu Heng's power, the souls of the two of them were torn into countless pieces, and the part that had fallen into the mysterious "black hole" disappeared.

Wu Heng looked at the empty alley and slowly withdrew his power.

He did not gain nothing.

In the collision just now, at the moment when the souls of these two people were torn apart, he discovered the mysterious breath in the priest's body.

The disappearance of the soul is related to the power of that breath.

The confrontation just now even gave Wu Heng a state of facing the Red Silver Mountains, as if that power belonged to this world.

He was like standing in the stomach of a giant, preventing the giant from digesting food.

There was a feeling of being targeted by everything.

"Where did these souls go?"

Wu Heng believed that as long as he figured out this problem and found the whereabouts of these souls, he would naturally be able to find the souls of the group of people who had died of old age in 1980.

Then he could find out what the mysterious will was from the souls of these people.

What were the three sentences it said?

The soul fragments in front of Wu Heng fell to the ground and mixed with the broken meat. At a level invisible to the naked eye, they were slowly dissipating.

This also confirms that it is not that people in this world have no souls, but that the souls of people in this world are all deprived of them at the moment of death.

To have this kind of power,

It also means that if the people behind the scenes want to, they can not only take away the souls of all human beings after death, but can even take away the lives of all humans in an instant while they are still alive.

This means that the owner of this power has the ability to kill everyone on earth in an instant.

But if it is really the 'god' that the priest said, if according to what the priest said, God can be resurrected as long as all humans die.

So since God has the ability to seize the souls of the dead, why not directly seize the souls of the living?

This is obviously a contradiction.

"Maybe I need a soul, a qualified soul!"

After the ordinary people's souls were interfered with by him, they took his link to the soul to explore, and they had to find a special soul.

The opponent must not only meet the "nurturing" characteristic of the power of blood, but also the "fear" characteristic of the power of fear.

A soul that satisfies these two requirements at the 'demon level' is too rare.

But only such a soul,

Only with the strengthening of his Blood Hell trait, the assistance of his fear trait in concealment, and the cooperation of the dual hell powers, could he be able to hide from the mysterious power that absorbs souls.

"That's all, let's find the right soul first!" Wu Heng murmured, then the figure disappeared from the alley and came to the wild. (End of chapter)

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