Section 5: Fatal Transactions

No one made a sound, including the spectators nearby. Everyone was gazing at the emaciated figure in the arena with a look of astonishment. They watched as he stepped out of the encirclement of the bandits, moving towards the sack of ore that the fat pig had initially thrown down, and picked it up.

The blue-haired bandit had no chance to utter a sound before he fell dead. Meanwhile, Blood Eye crouched and darted out, propelled by a gust of wind, arriving in front of another blonde bandit. In the face of the latter's terrified gaze, he sidestepped the swinging iron rod and delivered a kick to the bandit's knee. With a crack, the blonde bandit immediately shrank in height. Despite the excruciating pain, he gritted his teeth and desperately swung the iron rod in an attempt to block Blood Eye. However, before he could raise his arm, Blood Eye's left hand seized his hair and yanked it back, while his right hand's nails grazed the bandit's throat, slicing through his windpipe.

Just as he swung the iron rod, Blood Eye suddenly turned around, and with lightning speed, his right hand clasped around the thug's wrist. With a twist, there was a sharp crack, and the blue-haired thug's wrist instantly bent at an unnatural angle, exposing the white bone. Overcome by excruciating pain, the blue-haired thug let out a piercing scream, tears and snot streaming down his face. Then, Blood Eye directly snatched the iron rod from him and effortlessly thrust it into his gaping mouth. Overcome by excruciating pain, the blue-haired thug let out a piercing scream, tears and snot streaming down his face. Then, Blood Eye directly snatched the iron rod from him and effortlessly thrust it into his gaping mouth.

Amidst the haze of smoke, the fat pig stood there like a wooden figure, dazed. Its eyes turned towards the back, filled with doubt, disbelief, and a look of despair. Visibly, a deep, hollow cavity appeared on its forehead and temples, with bright red blood mixed with white brain matter oozing out slowly. The fat pig opened its mouth, seemingly wanting to say something. However, its gaze quickly became vacant. Visibly, a deep, hollow cavity appeared on its forehead and temples, with bright red blood mixed with white brain matter oozing out slowly. The fat pig opened its mouth, seemingly wanting to say something. However, its gaze quickly became vacant

"Hehe, boss, don't scare him anymore. Can't you see his body is trembling? This kid only acts tough when hunting; I haven't seen him make a move otherwise. I don't know how he has managed to gain such a notorious reputation. As you said, he might only be fit for selling farts. Today, let you be the one to open his package. " A bandit with blue-dyed hair said with a sly grin. As he spoke, he swung an iron rod towards Blood Eye's back of the head. They were all seasoned veterans, and their first strike was ruthless. If he gets hit, even if Blood Eye doesn't die, he will surely suffer a concussion.

He is a henchman of the Wild Boar Gang and is considered a key figure in this refuge. However, unlike others, this individual has witnessed the combat prowess of Blood Eye, which has led him to harbor animosity towards Blood Eye

With a thunderous sound, the fat pig collapsed like a small mountain, stirring up a large cloud of dust

The black market is actually located in a dark alley of the ruins, bustling with people coming and going. However, there are no smiles on anyone's faces, only the weariness left by a difficult life. When Blood Eye walked in, he happened to see a group of people coming out. Upon seeing Blood Eye, their eyes lit up.

The blood-red eyes remained as silent as ever, as if they had not seen them, and walked towards the entrance lost in their own thoughts

However, hostility is one thing, but very few are willing to confront the Blood Eyes. After all, the Blood Eyes have a notorious reputation among hunters, and no one is eager to engage with those who roll in blood all day long

Beside him, several bandits were sneering maliciously, their iron rods swaying in their hands. They quietly surrounded the blood-eyed one in the center.

With a sharp "bang," a cloud of blood mist erupted in mid-air. The corpse of the golden-haired bandit was thoroughly smashed into pieces by the club of the hefty pig. However, this left the hefty pig momentarily stunned. The club paused for less than half a second. In that brief moment, Blood Eye rushed forward a few steps, stepping on the hefty pig's knee to leap onto his fleshy chest. With a hand forming a phoenix eye, he struck a punch just an inch below the pig's forehead. ... In that brief moment, Blood Eye rushed forward a few steps, stepping on the hefty pig's knee to leap onto his fleshy chest. With a hand forming a phoenix eye, he struck a punch just an inch below the pig's forehead. ... There it was, right at the ...! ... center of the brow!

As for himself, Fat Pig is not worried. After all, although Blood Eye has killed two of his companions, his methods rely on precision and speed. Fat Pig is laden with fat, weighing over 200 kilograms. The thick layer of fat acts like a suit of armor. He does not believe that Blood Eye can harm him

The size of the fat pig is truly enormous, almost like a small mountain. This action seems as if the entire mountain is pressing down. The howling wind immediately provoked a scream from the surrounding crowd. Each person's eyes revealed an unabashed fear.

The blood-eyed figure's phoenix-eye punch fiercely struck the fatty pig's brow, momentarily stunning the opponent. Following this, his left fist swung horizontally, crashing down like a sledgehammer onto the fatty pig's temple, producing a heart-shattering thud. The fatty pig's temple instantly caved in. Struck by this heavy blow, the fatty pig's vision blurred, and he staggered, unable to discern direction. However, the blood-eyed figure offered him no chance to catch his breath; with a twist of his legs, he had already trapped the fatty pig's large head, followed by a twist and turn. With a crisp crack, everyone witnessed the fatty pig's head turning backward. The wolf-tooth club in his hand fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A soft muffled sound echoed, yet to the ears of all the spectators, it seemed like a clap of thunder

However, his actions came to a halt here

As the dust settled, the scene quickly became clear. The figure with blood-red eyes remained with his head bowed, standing alone, with two corpses lying at his feet. Meanwhile, a few remaining bandits still held their iron rods aloft, yet none dared to strike. Their eyes were filled with fear, and their calves trembled like sifted chaff. Some even let warm liquid flow down between their legs.

This is an unfair battle; it seems that Blood Eye has almost no way to contend with the enormous fat pig. Even a slight touch from the fat pig's spiked club would be enough to send Blood Eye flying like a baseball. No one would doubt the power of the spiked club. Blood Eye would undoubtedly be shattered in mid-air.

The blood-eyed figure spoke coldly, not even glancing at the other bandits present, and simply walked towards the entrance of the black market... Soon disappearing from people's sight...

"Ha?" The fat man looked as if he had just heard the most unbelievable thing, his eyes wide open. "Hey, guys, did you hear that? He said he wants to kill us, but he just doesn't want to take action because there's no benefit. Ha, haha."

"Hey, I'm talking to you, and you just want to walk past like that?" The fat pig turned sideways, directly blocking the entrance. His figure was indeed as described in the *book*, excessively overweight, far exceeding the average person's size, thus completely sealing off the entrance. When Blood Eye stopped, he was only half a meter away from the pig's belly.

Until his death, the fat pig never understood how Blood Eye discovered his weakness. In fact, since he became a bandit, his corpulent body had been his best protection, having been specially trained to even withstand the shots of a rifle. In battle, he always played the role of a team’s meat shield. He never imagined that one day he would be killed in such a manner. Moreover, he died so quickly and so unjustly. He never imagined that one day he would be killed in such a manner. Moreover, he died so quickly and so unjustly

I accept the deal you proposed. This amount of money is enough to kill two people. As for you, I will consider it a gift.

However, from beginning to end, the blood-eyed figure with its back turned to the fat pig seemed to have already anticipated the other's actions. With a swift lift of its foot, it kicked the corpse of the golden-haired bandit beneath it towards the fat pig

Ah, look who it is! Isn't this our great hunter, Lord Blood Eye? How is it that you, who never liked to wander around, have taken an interest in visiting the black market? Hey, are you planning to acquire some secret little gadgets to bully other hunters? It is said that you have eliminated quite a few competitors. Well, actually, I want to tell you that you might as well change careers; perhaps being a male prostitute would suit you better, given your physique is quite suitable for that. " A man over two meters tall, as round as a ball, was the first to shout. His chubby face was filled with mockery. Well, actually, I want to tell you that you might as well change careers; perhaps being a male prostitute would suit you better, given your physique is quite suitable for that. " A man over two meters tall, as round as a ball, was the first to shout. His chubby face was filled with mockery.

Blood Eye lowered her head, seemingly oblivious to the malicious expressions of those around her. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke, "There is no benefit; I do not wish to kill."

It may seem cumbersome to mention, but it actually occurs in an instant. Almost as soon as the words of the fat pig from hetushu.com fell, Blood Eye had already killed two people. The speed of the action was such that the human eye could hardly keep up

"Damn it! You bastard!" The enraged Fat Pig roared, suddenly drawing a massive spiked club from behind. He swung it down fiercely at Blood Eye, his frenzied appearance resembling that of a gigantic wild boar. The gust of wind generated by the swinging club was so powerful that it made it impossible to open one's eyes

In silence, the divine light in the eyes of the golden-haired bandit dimmed. He also slowly collapsed to the ground

Hahaha... All the bandits burst into laughter, completely oblivious to their surroundings. Witnessing such a group of bandits blocking the entrance to the black market, the passing guests quickly stepped aside. Soon, a large crowd gathered around them.

A splatter. Vivid red blood mixed with bone fragments gushed from the back of the blue-haired thug's head. The iron rod had actually pierced through his skull in one go

The laughter of the fat ones came fiercely and disappeared just as quickly. Almost at the same moment, all laughter came to an abrupt halt. The fat pig, with a cold expression, threw a bag of ore at the feet of Blood Eye, revealing a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes

It was too unexpected, too miscalculated. Although I had long known that Blood Eye was formidable, the fat pig never imagined that when he truly took action, it would be so ruthless and so swift. The reality of combat was entirely different from what he had witnessed in the arena. Although Blood Eye remained silent throughout, that silent slaughter instilled even greater fear in him. The fat pig realized that today he had run into a brick wall. With Blood Eye's skills, even if he were to be killed, it was likely that he would be the only one left among his group.

"So, kid, now you have the advantage. Go ahead and kill us. I'm waiting. Just don't make me wait too long, or you'll find out the consequences of provoking us"