Chapter 637: Scene mode one

Zhao Yiming looked at these vendors with a smile on their faces, and the system's voice rang in his ears. At this time, he looked at them and felt very cute, but he had to die.
"The host formally entered the scene mode Death Street, demanding that this street be cleared, and one of the nine Lang guards, the blood butcher Fan Zijie, was killed.
Rewards will depend on the degree of completion. 60% of the lottery will be drawn once, and every 10% increase will increase the lottery once. Come on, work hard! "
He was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect that another function was developed. It seems that there are still many functions of the system, many of which he has not discovered yet.
Although these hawkers were good at their skills, they weren't enough compared to him. They were able to kill them one step at a time. They just walked over step by step, and fell one by one.
When he walked to the front of the pork stall, there was already someone lying on the floor behind him. Although Fan Zijie was quite calm, there was still a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
Although he could kill all these vendors, he was definitely not as easy as Zhao Yiming, which put a lot of pressure on his psychology.
Just when he was picking the last piece of ribs, the blade turned slightly, and it actually left a knife mark on a bone, which also meant that his mood was broken and he couldn't do it completely.
Zhao Yiming smiled coldly and said: "You really let me down like this. You should be practicing Pao Ding's scalpel technique, but unfortunately you are now in a state of confusion. Do you still have this skill to attack me?"
Fan Zijie suddenly yelled, the pig-killing knife in his hand can be smashed by lightning. This knife is almost invisible, making it impossible to touch the track.
However, the knife came to a halt, a pair of fingers clamped the edge of the knife tightly, and the knife could not go on.
There was a smile on Zhao Yiming's face. Originally, he wouldn't be caught so easily when he was able to solve the problem. It's a pity that the other party's mood has been messed up.
Fan Zijie's face swelled into the color of pig liver, but no matter how hard he tried, this pig-killing knife was like rooting, and there was no way to it from the opponent's finger.
Zhao Yiming sighed softly and said: "You are only a master level cultivation base, I just want to see your sword technique, but now there is no need for this, you can go to death."
He said that the movement of the is exactly the skill of the strong vajra. He cut the black iron pig-killing knife directly into two sections, and then clamped the blade with his fingers, using the ghost knife technique to draw easily. Broke the opponent's throat.
The system's voice sounded again at this time: "Congratulations to the host for completing the current scene. The completion rate is only 50%. This kind of stress-free scene.
You are too embarrassed to draw a lottery, and give you two thousand Shura points, plus a heaven-level practice golden finger skill, it is regarded as a consolation prize. "
Zhao Yiming shrugged his shoulders helplessly. The system really made sense. These people did not threaten him at all, and it was meaningless to tie up.
"The follow-up scene, the Bloody Restaurant, is officially opened, and the host is required to kill Liu Zhiming, one of the nine lords, and the little Yun Qian, and the reward is the same as above."
Zhao Yiming was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that this time it was actually two people. He hoped that he could have a good time. It would be like this street.
He walked gently towards the restaurant. And at this moment, behind him, a lot of people in black suddenly appeared. These people in black dragged all the corpses away and quickly cleaned the road.
Regarding the situation behind him, he seemed to be unconscious, still walking so slowly, but at a distance of 50 steps, he walked for a full three minutes.
Slowly stepping into the restaurant, Xiao Er walked up quickly and said with a smile on his face: "The guest officer is really good at being able to walk that street. If you want to come, you are tired too. Don't know what you want to eat? "
Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "I am not interested in human flesh. I don't know what you have here?"
Xiao Er said with a smile, "What the guest officer is talking about, we are a serious restaurant, where there will be people selling meat, it is definitely good and cheap, and you have everything you want to eat."
Zhao Yiming sat down casually, tapped the table top with his hand and said: "Then give me some wine and food, but the price should not be too high, and don't add those messy miscellaneous ingredients."
Xiao Er said respectfully: "What does the guest officer say, we are also a famous restaurant, how can we use such inferior methods."
After a while, the food and wine were served. The dishes were authentic, and it can be determined by the breath that there is no poison at all.
He had just eaten two bites when he saw a beautiful girl approaching. Fu Yili said, "It's boring for the guest officer to eat here alone. How about I sing a song for the guest officer?"
Zhao Yiming curled his lips and said, "Obviously you are already an old clapper, so what are you doing here to pretend to be tender, but I can barely make it through listening to your voice, so let me sing one to the uncle!"
An anger flashed in her eyes, but she still sat down, flicked the pipa in her hand, and babbled and sang. She has a Jiangnan accent, and this soft language is also unique.
And a faint scent came out of her body. After the scent made people smell it, she felt very refreshed. It was a very peculiar spice.
The meal was finished quickly, Xiao Er stepped forward with a smile and said, "What does the guest officer think?"
Zhao Yiming nodded and said, "This food is pretty good, and this little song can barely be heard. How much does it cost?"
Xiao Er smiled heartlessly and said: "There is not much money, it is a total of 100,000 high-grade spirit crystals, I think you don't care, son!"
Zhao Yiming deliberately showed a look of trepidation on his face, and said with a look of surprise: "You are just ordinary dishes. Why are you so expensive? Is this a black shop."
Xiao Er said with a black face: "Guardian, how do you talk? The menu you just looked at is clearly marked. If you don't believe me, take a look at it yourself."
Zhao Yiming picked up the menu and saw that it was completely different. Not only was a zero added to the price of each dish, but also the unit became a top-grade spirit crystal.
He laughed and said: "This doesn't seem to be the menu just now, and even if you use this menu, it's not worth 100,000 high-grade spirit crystals."
Xiao Er continued to say fiercely: "Don't you need to pay to listen to the song? Such a good song does not reward tens of thousands of high-grade spirit crystals, do you think it makes sense?"
Zhao Yiming spread his hands and said, "What you said makes sense. The amount of this money is not a problem. The problem is that I have no money at all."
Xiao Er immediately shouted: "The boss wants someone to eat Bawang's meal."