"Hand over the Spiritual Liquid, or all of you will die!"
Liu Jinhu charged forward, unleashing a massacre.
At his age and temperament, it was impossible for him to be used by others so easily, but the matter of the Spiritual Liquid was urgent. Killing a bunch of people meant little guilt to him; if he could retrieve the Spiritual Liquid, he wouldn't hesitate to slaughter every last soul in the cursed town.
Besides, even if Jiang Feng had nothing to do with the town's people, Liu Jinhu believed such bloody slaughter would evoke Jiang Feng's sympathy. Even if Jiang Feng didn't hand over the Spiritual Liquid, he'd at least reveal himself for a proper fight.
"Serves them right, kill them all!"
Jiang Feng cursed under his breath inside one of the houses.
The residents of the town weren't good people at all. This was clearly a place of curses, yet they devised ways to lure people in, then usher them out, watching indifferently as others died from blood loss.
