Peerless Martial Soul

But these beggars are at the bottom of society. They have no idea how much shock and impact this sentence will have if it spreads in Daning City.

After hearing this, their expressions did not change much.

Seeing their reaction, the weirdo nodded. He just needed these ignorant and fearless people.

He put this low-grade spiritual stone in the hands of the leading beggar. A cunning look flashed in the leading beggar's eyes, and he thought to himself: "We took your money and ran away. If we don't do things for you, how can you find us?" Get me?"

As soon as this idea came to his mind, the weirdo said calmly: "Your family has a total of thirty-seven people, old and young. They live in an abandoned mountain temple ten miles away from here. There is an The Beggar’s Nest is also a residence that you have been running for a long time.”

"I will go there and wait. If this news doesn't reach my ears within one day, then I will kill everyone inside. You should know that I have this strength."

After hearing this, many beggars felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their whole bodies were as cold as ice.

The beggar leader was stunned. He didn't expect that the weirdo in front of him knew their details so clearly. They had no doubt that this weirdo who killed one of them while just joking would fulfill his promise. If they had not spread the news, everyone in the family would have died.

At this time, the weirdo let out a laugh like a night owl, and another bag appeared in his hand.

He opened the bag, and it was full of low-grade spiritual stones. There were hundreds of these low-grade spiritual stones, which could be exchanged for thousands of taels of silver. If they divided them, each family would even be able to make money in Daning City. They can buy a house in a slum and each can leave a sum of money to live a stable life from then on.

The weirdo smiled sinisterly and said: "You all know the price of this bag of low-grade spiritual stones without me telling you. As long as you successfully spread the news, these spiritual stones will be yours this evening."

"If you want to spread the good news, you can find more people to do it!"

Seeing the spirit stones, the beggars' eyes burst out with a stronger color of greed, and they wanted to snatch these low-grade spirit stones directly, but they also knew that they were no match for this weirdo.

The weirdo snorted coldly: "Hurry up and spread the word."

After hearing this, the beggars quickly nodded and bowed, then turned and left.

This time, they were not just forced, but motivated.

The next day, they worked very hard to spread the word throughout Daning City. Not only did they spread it themselves, but they also used their unique connections to let others help them spread the word.

And almost overnight, this rumor spread among the lower levels of Daning City.

None of the major forces had informants at the lower levels. After the news spread, the top leaders of the major forces also learned about the news through various channels.

The maids in the big families, the boys who buy vegetables, the cooks, and even the gardeners who water the flowers all have various ways to pass the news to the young masters and ladies in the big families.

After the news spread, Daning City's senior officials and those caring people quickly realized the value and opportunities behind the news.

In the evening, these beggars, who had worked hard all day, returned to their shabby den in the mountain temple.

Sure enough, after they entered the door, they saw the weird man wearing a felt hat standing on the front steps.

Seeing them, the weirdo's hoarse voice sounded: "Is everything done?"

The beggar leader hurriedly laughed with him, walked forward, and said flatteringly: "In reply to this gentleman, we have already done it. Each of us has found at least fifty people to spread the news. Now the entire Daning City The lower levels should all know the news."

Behind him, the beggars nodded in agreement.

Their eyes were all fixed on the linen bag held by this weirdo in his right hand. Inside this bag were those low-grade spiritual stones, which represented the silver they dreamed of and the beautiful life they longed for in the future.

But at this moment, some sharp-eyed people discovered that there was a faint trace of red on the surface of the bag, as if it was blood.

At this time, the beggar leader also discovered something unusual.

There are thirty or forty of their family members living in this mountain temple, including old people and children. Usually when they come back, the place is very lively. The children were crying and laughing, and the old people were yelling and scolding, but it was quiet here, without any sound.

No, there is still a little noise.

The ticking sound was like the sound of water dripping from the eaves after a rainy day.

And this sound at this time is more like the sound of blood dripping from the body after death.

The beggar leader raised his head in shock, and met the weirdo's wrinkled, yet ruthless face. The weirdo's lips were as sharp as blades, and he said calmly: "Now that the matter is done, it's time for you to get on your way."

As he said that, he lightly slapped his palm on the beggar leader's chest, breaking his heart into pieces and causing him to die without even making a sound.