Starting as the Godslayer, I will execute the gods

Hill's figure disappeared instantly, and when she reappeared, she was holding two thugs' heads in her hands.

"Puff!"

At this time, the thug standing in the same place had no head and his neck spurted out a column of blood, which splashed on the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man felt a warm sensation. He looked at the thug without a head, and then looked at Hill holding two heads in his hands, and felt his stomach churning.

"Dad, I'm scared..." Wei Ya, who had escaped death, cried and crawled towards the middle-aged man.

"Weini, Dad is here!"

The middle-aged man looked at Hill with fear, and then hugged his daughter tightly.

Hill took a step forward, wanting to comfort the middle-aged man and his daughter, but her appearance scared the middle-aged man.

"Uh... sorry..."

Hill threw the two heads away. No wonder the father and daughter were afraid. Holding two bloody heads, who wouldn't be afraid?

Hill also felt a little embarrassed. After she scratched her head, her figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Su Miao watched all this coldly. He did not take action, but he would not stop Hill from taking action.

Some people's ideas are difficult to change. There is no need for her to waste words arguing. As long as she does not affect the overall situation, there is no problem in saving one or two poor people.

Su Miao did not feel anything about the dead poor people. These were just NPCs in the copy. She would not be stupid enough to spend too much emotion on NPCs. They were just tools...

The thugs were still rampant, and the bald little leader who was the initiator stood there all the time. He did not take action, but watched with a grin.

His main job was to receive the poor people caught by other thugs. As long as he whipped them twice at any time, they would stay there obediently like livestock.

After the thugs destroyed half of the houses, the poor people who dared to resist the thugs finally appeared.

It was a gray-haired old man, holding his cane and confronting a thug.

"You damn guys, get out of our chassis!"

Although the old man was old, he was still strong and had no fear in the face of the thug.

"Haha, old man, I advise you to hand over the child behind you, and I can give you a quick death!"

As the thug was talking, he directly smashed the old man with an iron rod.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came from the iron rod, and the thug only felt a lot of power coming, and then stepped back two steps.

The old man actually used his cane to force him back, which made the thug who was used to crushing him extremely angry.

This damn pariah dared to resist him!

"Old thing, I think you are tired of living!"

The thug spoke viciously, wrapped himself in a leather coat, raised the iron rod high and hit the old man three times.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The old man blocked the first two attacks with difficulty, but his cane had already broken, and the third one hit the old man's chest directly.

The old man was instantly knocked out, flying backwards five or six meters horizontally, with several ribs broken.

"Puff!"

The old man who fell to the ground instantly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing his gray beard red.

"Uncle Moben!"

"Damn it, they injured Grandpa Moben!"

"Unforgivable, if it weren't for the food Grandpa Moben gave me, I would have died long ago, I want to kill these thugs!"

Seeing the old man fall to the ground with serious injuries, the people hiding in the slums instantly became angry. No matter old or young, as long as they could move, they basically rushed out, holding sticks or stones.

In the crowd, a strong middle-aged man came out and helped the old man up with his only remaining hand, his tone full of grief and indignation.

"Uncle Moben, are you okay!"

"Ahem..."

The gray-bearded Moben coughed twice, then comforted: "I'm not going to die yet."

The thug who injured Moben seemed to have seen something funny, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, brothers, come and see, these poor people actually want to fight us!"

He laughed wildly and called many brothers over, and the number of people soon reached more than a dozen.

These are more than a dozen gangsters wearing leather coats and with strange tattoos on their heads. They are a group of neighborhood thugs holding iron bars and machetes.

On the other side, there are more than 20 poor people of all kinds, holding inferior weapons such as wooden sticks and stones. Some of them look hesitant, and some of them have trembling legs.

If a conflict breaks out between the two sides, then these twenty or so poor people may be dispersed in more than ten seconds, and the resistance consciousness that has been hard to establish will be extinguished.

And this is exactly the case in history. Where there is oppression, there isThere is resistance, but 99% of these resistances will be suppressed by the chaebols or landlords.

At this time, a strong leader is needed.

Hill was watching suspiciously, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Pah!"

Su Miao patted Hill's head.

"Huh? Did you hit me just now? Yuan."

Su Miao glanced at the cute Hill, and then said: "Don't be in a daze, it's time for us to show up."

Su Miao walked out with a long knife, he turned his head to look at the girl and instructed.

"Don't forget the task I gave you."

Hill tilted his head: "Oh... what is the task?"

Su Miao didn't even turn his head: "... little leader."

...

"Brothers, follow me to smash these poor people!"

The leading thug screamed, and then rushed forward, trying to smash the heads of the poor with the iron rod in his hand.

No one noticed that a ghost-like figure quickly approached the thug.

Su Miao ran, then cast a "Golden Eye" detection spell, and got the following information.

Creature name: "Jeff's minions·gangsters"

Faction: Human (Losman)

Level: 13

Average attributes: 15

Active skill: "Triple Hit +2" Attack three times in a row, each hit consumes 10 mana points, causing 150% of the attack power.

Passive skill: "Jeff's minions +1": Within 50 meters of Jeff, you will gain a 5% movement speed bonus and increase your health limit by 100. (Not activated)

"Cruel +1": Gain 15 points of attack power.

"Iron Rod Mastery +2": The damage caused by stick weapons is increased by 10%.

Weaker than the previous pockmarked man, it should be Jeff's lowest-level gangster, which is basically in line with Su Miao's information speculation about these thugs.

[System prompt: Your "Golden Eyes" skill has a small chance of being triggered, and you get the "gangster thugs" weakness: "crotch". ]

Su Miao was a little surprised. Since he bought the "Golden Eyes", this small chance skill has never been triggered. He didn't expect that it would be successful against little Karami...

"Weakness: Crotch": These thugs value their roots as their lives. No money, no wine, no women, no!