Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 118 - 118 90 Pools of Wine and Forests of Meat Reduction in Death Toll【Long Subscription Requested】_4

118: Chapter 90: Pools of Wine and Forests of Meat, Reduction in Death Toll【Long Chapter, Subscription Requested】_4 118: Chapter 90: Pools of Wine and Forests of Meat, Reduction in Death Toll【Long Chapter, Subscription Requested】_4 “What?”

Feng Yi was startled, then his face turned pale as he desperately defended himself, “I’m not filthy, I’m not filthy, and these scars were all caused by these armored soldiers, I’m innocent!”

The head eunuch didn’t want to talk, waved his hand, signaling the armored soldiers to quickly take action.

Two armored soldiers clad in full armor charged at Feng Yi.

“Boss Gu, help me, God Lin, save my life!”

Feng Yi cried out, desperate for his life; he wanted to run, but he was surrounded by fully armed soldiers with nowhere to go.

Gu Rongjie kept her head down, pretending not to hear.

These soldiers were like monsters, very strong, and agile.

Feng Yi couldn’t escape, not just as a common man, even if he knew how to fight.

The two soldiers caught Feng Yi’s arms from left and right, dragging him downwards.

“God Lin, save me!”

Feng Yi struggled while shouting towards Lin Baici.

Lin Baici remained indifferent.

The head eunuch was disgusted and his shrill voice rang out, “Make him shut up!”

The soldier on Feng Yi’s left immediately stepped in front of him, swinging his arm, and delivered six slaps in quick succession.

Pfft!

Feng Yi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with broken teeth and saliva; he was totally stunned, seeing stars, and his face burned with pain.

The soldiers dragged him to a corner of the courtyard, one of them kicked behind Feng Yi’s knees, forcing him to kneel, while another one drew the sword from his waist.

Clang!

The bronze sword was unsheathed, and the next moment, the swordsman held it aloft and then brought it down on Feng Yi’s neck.

Crack!

A head rolled down.

Hiss!

Blood spurted wildly.

“He’s been beheaded just like that?”

Everyone shuddered at the sight, becoming deathly quiet.

They finally understood the terror of the feudal system—if those in authority wanted your life, they could truly claim it.

Fu Jinlin curled up even smaller, trying to avoid the head eunuch’s gaze, but how could he be successful?

The head eunuch was a eunuch serving the king daily.

If he didn’t perform well enough, he could be killed, so he dared not be negligent and began to inspect each of the medicated humans.

“You…”

The head eunuch stood not far from Tang Zhiqian and spotted Fu Jinlin: “Move aside!”

Tang Zhiqian immediately dodged to the side.

Fu Jinlin also wanted to follow.

“This one, too old, take him away, behead him!”

The head eunuch ordered.

Armored soldiers immediately rushed forward.

Fu Jinlin’s face changed drastically, and he ran towards Lin Baici, “God Lin, save me!”

The concept of rule contamination was unclear, and Lin Baici wouldn’t possibly confront these soldiers for a stranger he had just met and knew only by name for a little over an hour.

Fu Jinlin was so fat and had depleted his body with alcohol and sex; he was no match for these wolf-like, tiger-like soldiers and was quickly caught and dragged to the same courtyard corner where Feng Yi had been killed.

“Lin Baici, you fucking heartless bastard, you won’t even save a dying man!”

Fu Jinlin had flattered Lin Baici, hoping he would help him, but now he saw no hope and cursed vehemently.

“Don’t you all feel lucky, I’m just going first, soon you’ll all die!”

Fu Jinlin cursed everyone present.

He refused to be the only one unlucky.

“Sir, these few are the God…”

Fu Jinlin screamed, wanting to blow Lin Baici and the others’ cover, thinking if he had to die, they would die with him.

But right after he shouted the word “God,” his head exploded with a bang.

Mixture of red and white, brain matter splattered everywhere, and the skull spun through the air for seven or eight meters before landing on the ground.

Thud!

Fu Jinlin fell to the ground.

When the soldiers saw Fu Jinlin suddenly die, they immediately went on alert, but found nothing.

Whoosh!

Everyone looked at Lin Baici.

Without asking, it was certainly his doing.

“That Divine Grace is fucking powerful!”

Guo Zheng was envious as hell, wondering why a rookie had so many powerful Divine Graces.

Plus, he had ignored Lin Baici’s advice and lost his weapon, which made him decide that from now on, he would follow Lin Baici’s lead no matter what.

Tang Zhiqian and Lv Yingxi exchanged looks, each seeing the fear in the other’s eyes.

They didn’t know how Lin Baici killed Boss Fu, but they were sure he was the one who did it.

Gu Rongjie swallowed hard; her feelings were tense, nervous, and fearful, but seeing Fu Jinlin dead added a trace of excitement as well.

“I want to cling to the coattails of this Lin Baici, I want to become a God Hunter!”

Gu Rongjie was all-in, he needed money, I would give him money, he wanted people, I would be his dog, this body let him play as he wished.

That is a God Hunter we are talking about, capable of wielding life and death over others.

Gu Rongjie turned her head to look at Lin Baici.

Lin Baici kept his head down, his expression calm, like a friendly, kind-hearted brother next door, but Gu Rongjie sensed the presence of a apex predator.

As soon as he began to hunt, all life here would become his food.

Gu Rongjie looked at the profile of Lin Baici, suddenly thinking how good-looking he was, and that serving him like a dog wouldn’t be a loss.

“Why did Zhou Ya, that useless one, get to know him instead of me?”

Du Xin was envious and displeased.

If I had a God Hunter as a boyfriend, I’d be the most noble and dazzling girl on Xiaohongshu.

Xue Zhao kept his head down, his mood growing even more depressive.

After being beaten by Muscle Buddha, he looked deflated, but had thought about revenge.

But now, seeing Fu Jinlin’s death, he felt hopeless.

A God Hunter possessed strong Divine Grace; there was no chance for him.

However, he still had to struggle; life was too depressing if one didn’t, what was the point of living?

A true man should be prepared to die in a blaze of glory!