Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 152 - 116 Raven of Death [4K]

Chapter 152: Chapter 116 Raven of Death [4K]

The head on the ground with its facial features blurred from boiling seemed to be smiling at Lao Yang.

"You, you..."

The heartbeat paused for an instant, and the gaze that was once distracted turned into terror.

And the patrons seated around that table finally all turned around, staring directly at Lao Yang’s head, and it was only then that one could notice that these people were not only covered in fresh blood on their clothes but also had uncooked rotten meat stuffed in their mouths.

"Wow—"

"Wow—"

The hoarse voice dragged out, and suddenly a piercing scream came from the backyard, sounding like a woman or some kind of bird.

The complexion drastically changed.

Because when he drove the carriage to Yi Village earlier, he had already heard the eerie cries of crows.

People around him seemed as if possessed, slowly standing up, their empty eyes slowly turning manic, the stench that filled the inn became a frenzied stimulant, and the crow’s screams became their command.

Vomit!

Vomiting pinkish blood, one by one they all started to open their mouths wide, and it was at this moment that Lao Yang noticed that these people’s clothes were all covered with feathers inside.

"Stay away, stay away!"

He roared with a trembling voice.

Even the Darts Master who had travelled the society all his life had never encountered such a scene; anyone would probably be scared stiff, he did not even know whether the people crowding around him were dead or alive.

Staring at this group of out-of-town merchants, he suddenly recalled something.

Ever since he started heading North, he had heard sporadic mentions of a strange disease in the village, with sufferers sometimes growing sharp teeth, feathers, or scales; while passing by, some had begged them for a ride.

However, the situation of those people was nowhere as bizarre as the ones before him, but then he suddenly remembered that one of the patients had accidentally broken his knee, and the blood that flowed out was this bizarre color.

He hastily retreated two steps, but with the crow’s tragic scream, several young cries for help immediately came from the direction of the backyard.

"Help! Ah!"

"Uncle, Second Uncle save me, Second Uncle!"

"Ah..."

Hearing the terrible noise from the backyard, Lao Yang’s heart, though fearful, cleared somewhat, and as one person lunged forward, he reflexively kicked the attacker back several steps, being a martial artist, he might not claim to be very skilled, but he definitely had brute strength.

"Second Uncle is coming to save you guys!"

He roared towards the backyard, but before he could finish speaking, he felt a pain in his neck!

The Shopkeeper, who had been silent behind the counter all along, had appeared behind Lao Yang.

His eyes were already blood-red without any sanity, his movements became even more frenzied when tasting fresh blood, and Lao Yang did not hesitate to immediately reach out and grab the Shopkeeper’s jaw, squeezing hard!

Crack—

He directly dislocated the opponent’s jaw, nearly crushing it.

However, he did not notice that the pinkish blood was already flowing back through the exposed wound.

"Drink ah!"

He gave the Shopkeeper behind him a back slam, tossing him over!

The lamb ribs and lamb spine on the table scattered everywhere, even the hot pot in the distance got flipped, the bright red base of the hot pot stained the ground, the stench and sticky shape made Lao Yang feel cold all over.

"Damn it, this is a pot... of human blood."

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

The several maniacs around him had already pounced on him, Lao Yang gritted his teeth and kicked one of them right in the nasal bridge!

But the man didn’t dodge, even with a crooked nose showing no expression, still with a stupid look, not feeling any pain, just grabbed Lao Yang’s legs, it was only then he noticed that this person’s hands had turned into dark bird talons.

Bang—

He punched to the left, nearly twisting the man’s head off, but no matter the martial skills against such a situation, it was useless, after all, they were all ordinary people, there wasn’t a big difference in physical strength, and they didn’t feel any pain at all.

Braving Lao Yang’s iron punches, they rushed at him, looking as crazy as zombies in the movies, opening their bloody mouths wide, one of them even nearly had their neck broken but still charged forward with a gaping bloody mouth.

Bird talons dug deeply into the skin, then opened a bloody mouth wide, greedily biting down.

"Ah ah ah ah ah! You beasts!"

The scream echoed throughout the inn.

He struggled with all his might to shake them off, but unsurprisingly lost a chunk of flesh from his arm, grabbed a chair and smashed it down, but the opponent didn’t even move, just continued to bite down, tearing the clothes with one bite, at this moment Lao Yang was also insane with a desperate resistance.

"Third son, Second son! Hold on!"

The noise from the backyard had gradually diminished, which undoubtedly made Lao Yang more and more anxious, in just a few moments, he had already gotten five or six bloody wounds on his body.

But Lao Yang’s shouting got no response, he couldn’t help feeling a bit desolate, fearing that those young ones had little chance of survival, seeing that this group of madmen still wouldn’t let him go, he simply gave up any possibility of escaping.

"You beasts, I will fight you!"

He punched and punched again at the several bodies before him, but unfortunately, no matter how much he hit, even breaking their spines, it was to no avail, soon, the aged Lao Yang reached his physical limit.

Suddenly a weight from behind, someone actually jumped down from the second floor, directly grabbing his body, and bit down on his shoulder!

Blood splattered.

Covered in blood, Lao Yang’s body was indeed quite tenacious, befitting of a darts carrier, even being under such an attack he was still able to stand firm and remain upright, plunging his somewhat trembling hand desperately into the attacker’s throat.