Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

The evil souls of these people were wantonly ravaged, torn apart, and transformed. They were as fragile as fragile tofu.

Or cheap items.

This behavior and means of wantonly changing others did not make Wu Heng feel excited or happy.

Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness. He was no longer of the same race as these humans, and there was no one in the world who could compare to him.

Perhaps the only one who could fight him was the creator.

But compared to the other party's special ethnic life form and huge body, he felt that the other party was an ignorant beast.

It was like a human facing a clumsy elephant.

Although the other party was huge, it was still so unbearable in front of Wu Heng, who already had a "gun".

He would never regard the other party as the same creature.

Even if he needed the other party's flesh and blood at this time! But for him, the other party's status was still equivalent to prey, not a peer.

He was hunting the other party, and it was the object he had to plunder.

After Wu Heng finished transforming these souls, they had completely turned into numb zombies.

He raised his right hand.

These 30 million blood souls flew into his palm, became extremely small, and then a mist of particles emerged from the body.

These transformed numb souls were deeply assimilated.

The domain in the palm spun rapidly.

These souls were kneaded into a ball, about the size of a goose egg.

Wu Heng's mind moved, and they were divided into three parts, each of which became only a circle larger than a quail, like a small egg.

Its appearance was full of dark color, very smooth, and it felt like a cool jade texture when touched.

It can be called the best blood jade.

If you put it next to your ear, you can clearly hear waves of distant sounds that penetrate the soul and soothe your heart.

But if you amplify these sounds countless times and then disperse them.

Then you will find that there are countless souls crying and howling inside, and that kind of distant sound is just a chorus of noise.

Wu Heng put away the three things condensed from the evil spirits of this world, looked in one direction, and stepped out.

His body turned into a white mist and dissipated from the original place, as if it had merged into the space.

When he appeared again, he had arrived in Hamburg, Germany, which is the second largest city in Germany and the largest port city.

Wu Heng walked along the Rope Street.

Looking at the Hanseatic League culture around him and the seafood cuisine comparable to the Mediterranean, he walked all the way to the quiet warehouse city.

Next to various containers, there was a fat boss in his 50s.

A standard German middle-aged face.

He was checking out for his employees, and in front of him were more than 20 workers, all of whom were dock workers. He had packed several containers here.

Some of these workers have worked with him for ten years, and some have just been here for less than a month.

But whether it was people who had worked for ten years or a month, whenever they mentioned the boss, they all gave a thumbs up and praised him as "the boss is a good person."

"Karl, Karl, come here, it's your turn!" the boss shouted.

A young man in muddy clothes hurried to the fat boss. He looked at the boss expectantly, his eyes were a little depressed, and he seemed to want to say something.

"Karl, you have just been here for two months. This is your 1198 euros last month."

"You work very hard, so I'll give you 1200. Work hard in the future."

The boss counted out 12 bills from a stack of banknotes.

He couldn't give too many rewards, at most he could make up an integer, because if there were too many, other employees would be dissatisfied.

When he gave the banknotes, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he silently stared at the young man in front of him.

These ordinary people didn't feel anything, but Wu Heng could feel the disgust of the middle-aged man for the young man.

He was complaining about how the young man made money from him again. He provided him with work and food and clothing. Couldn't the young man understand the boss and appreciate the boss's efforts?

He had already added 2 euros, and he had clearly praised the other party.

Damn Karl, couldn't he also reciprocate and show that the boss worked hard, and then return half of the 1,200 euros he earned to the boss!

"Oh, not just half, he should thank me for the food I provided, which is far beyond the level of other bosses at the same dock, comparable to a restaurant, and it's the kind that provides fullness. He should return me 1,000 euros."

"Greedy guys, but they will die violently!" The boss kept cursing in his heart, but he didn't show any disgust on the surface, but was very kind.

But after the young man Karl received the money, he didn't leave, but hesitated and stopped where he was.

"Karl, do you have anything else to do?" the boss asked.

After hesitating for a while, Karl scratched his head and said in a very embarrassed and low voice: "Mr. Niklas, my mother is sick. She has been in the hospital for three days. I need more money."

"This salary is not enough" he didn't know how to continue.

Upon hearing this, the boss Nicholas cursed in his heart:

Damn poor bastard, if you don't have money, don't live anymore, let your mother die, and then you don't need the wages, just work for me for free, and I will take care of your food for the rest of your life!

He kept cursing in his heart, and even thought about strangling the other person's mother to death, which would be considered as helping her get rid of her pain.

But he had already said it out loud: "Karl, don't be shy, tell me, how much money do you want to borrow?"

"I've said it before, you work very hard, everyone can see it, I'm also willing to help you through the difficulties, you are still young, there are infinite possibilities, when I was your age, even the dock workers didn't want me!"

"You remind me of my past self, if you don't mind, you can call me uncle!"

"Uncle!" Karl stuttered.

"Very good, since you called me uncle, then this is our family's business, just tell me how much you need."

"50003000 euros, Mr. Niklas, I will definitely pay you back!"

Karl originally wanted to say five thousand, but he remembered that he only had more than one thousand a month, if he directly advanced five thousand, it would be equivalent to half a year's salary, which was a bit too much.

"Huh?" Niklas didn't say anything when he heard the amount, and when he heard the name, he was puzzled.

Carl immediately changed his words: "Uncle Niklas!"

"Well, that's right, five thousand right? Come, take it, take care of your mother first. Do you want me to give you three days off? You can take care of her for three days."

"It will only take one day, Uncle Niklas, thank you!" Carl was almost moved to tears.

"It's okay, go to the hospital quickly, and say hello to your mother for me. I will go to see her after I'm done. Is it in our Hamburger El Hospital?"

"Yes, thank you, thank you!" Carl's eyes were red.

Niklas waved his hand, signaling Carl to go home quickly, and then continued to issue wages, not even asking this young man who had only worked for three months to write an IOU. (End of this chapter)