Chapter 874: Chapter 874
"You don’t need to doubt anymore, I am Che Zhengshuo!"
Che Zhengshuo picked up a trench coat that a Korean man had placed on the chair, put it on, and then, with one hand in his pocket, looked at these people.
"Asiba, so there really are gods?"
Li Shangzhen’s head throbbed.
"You really are hard to kill!"
Lin Baici sighed inwardly. The person’s voice and appearance had changed, but the demeanor, especially the action of placing one hand in the pocket, was exactly like Che Zhengshuo’s.
"Haha, this is the Busan Divine Ruins, my turf. Do you think I would be killed so easily?"
Che Zhengshuo’s mouth curved into a confident smile.
"But I must admit, God Lin, you really are strong!"
Che Zhengshuo sized up Lin Baici with admiration in his eyes, and a hint of possessiveness.
Aunt Susan exclaimed.
She was already terrified at the appearance of a deity, and now there was another?
This made her feel very uncomfortable!
The bald man wanted to slap himself. Why did I have to provoke him?
Provoking a god, was he not satisfied with dying fast enough?
Li Shangzhen cursed. You, a deity, calling Lin Baici a god, what do you mean by that?
Is he really that good?
Xia Qila ran her fingers over a seashell, curiously sizing up Lin Baici. He was definitely human, but a deity valued him so highly, surely there was something extraordinary about him.
And the way the Busan Divine Being looked at him,
"Don’t call me God Lin, I can’t shoulder it!"
Lin Baici’s mouth quirked.
"Don’t be humble, if you weren’t good enough, I wouldn’t have come looking for you!"
Che Zhengshuo’s words made Lin Baici raise an eyebrow.
"You appeared in Monster Apartment, specifically to find me?"
Lin Baici was surprised.
"Yes, your performance in the first round was great!"
Che Zhengshuo smiled slightly. "Of course, your handsome appearance also adds points; after all, nobody likes a monster!"
This dialogue felt off.
The bald man suspected that Che Zhengshuo liked men. Normally, he would have made a joke about it, but thinking of his rank, he quickly suppressed the comment.
Lin Baici had a bad premonition and remembered Che Zhengshuo’s previous actions, guessing what he might want.
"Can you answer a question for me?"
Che Zhengshuo spoke, "When did you find out that I am the Busan Divine Being?"
Honestly, Che Zhengshuo never expected Lin Baici to attack him, resulting in the carefully selected vessel being damaged.
He looked at the mural on the floor, shook his head regretfully, as he still liked that appearance.
But no worries, there will soon be a better one.
The bald man and Aunt Susan frequently looked towards Xia Qila, waiting for a cue on what to do next.
The Great Shaman was indifferent, seizing the opportunity to seriously observe Che Zhengshuo.
Five people, unwilling to face a god, were quietly moving toward the western restaurant’s main door, trying to escape.
One Singaporean, moving fastest, was about three or four meters from the door when he couldn’t help it anymore and suddenly dashed out.
He was more than forty meters from Che Zhengshuo, separated by many people and tables, and he believed that even if the other wanted to kill him, it wouldn’t be in time.
Che Zhengshuo heard the commotion, turned his head, looked over, and then smiled.
Did these ant-like humans really think they could escape?
Che Zhengshuo’s fingers twitched slightly.
The sprinting Singaporean suddenly lost all strength in his body and crashed to the ground.
The Singaporean first hit the glass door, then slid to the floor, dying instantly.
The sound of everyone sharply inhaling filled the room.
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If Che Zhengshuo had made a move, brutally slaughtering the Singaporean, even turning him into minced meat, everyone would have been less afraid because at least they would have known what the god had done.
But now, he just stood there, smiling, and the man was dead.
"This is the power of a god, ’God’s One Hand’, within the range of Che Zhengshuo’s eyesight, anything he sees can be taken!"
"This unlucky fellow’s heart, was stolen!"
Lin Baici heard the Eater God’s comment and immediately looked at Che Zhengshuo’s hands.
His left hand was in his pocket, and his right hand hung by his side.
The previously empty right hand was now holding a heart that, having just been extracted, was still beating.
Xia Qila’s calm expression finally showed some change.
Che Zhengshuo nonchalantly tossed the heart away, looking towards the woman closest to the restaurant’s door.
Seeing this, the woman immediately raised her hands in surrender.
"Please spare my life!"
Her reasoning was simple: running now would most likely get her killed, so she would wait for Xia Qila to make a move and then try to escape.
Che Zhengshuo shook his head and snapped his fingers.
A fist-sized heart abruptly appeared in front of him.
Che Zhengshuo flicked his finger.
The heart, like a cannonball, shot out, hit the wall, and exploded into fragments with a bang.
The woman’s body immediately went limp, and she fell to the floor, breathless.
The others who had tried to leave saw this scene and knew that surrender was futile, so they all rushed toward the restaurant’s exit.
It was up to luck now!
They did not believe the god could kill everyone instantly; surely, one or two lucky ones would escape, right?