I seem to be an evil god

Several nobles gathered around, their eyes flashing with amusement, waiting for Liu Dao to make a fool of himself.

These nobles are all small nobles who have no one to care about at home, but they have certain rights. They usually play supporting roles in banquets, but when they grow up, they will eventually have to make sacrifices for family marriages.

Now is their most wanton moment. Several nobles travel together, touring and wandering around the Lion City unscrupulously. The heirs of the great nobles are busy with official duties, and the non-heirs do not like what they are playing, which makes them in After becoming the dominant figure in the Lion City, those above him did not want to deal with him, while those below did not dare to mess with him, and even acted wantonly.

"Are you an artist? If you weren't Beacon Dick, you wouldn't be able to think of this sculpture gallery today."

"Do you know the consequences of deceiving us? In the Lion City, those who dare to deceive us have not yet been born."

Several young nobles shouted excitedly. There was no anger caused by being deceived on their faces, only great interest.

How interesting it is to see a liar suddenly appear on ordinary days.

West doesn't care about a few nobles. In his eyes, art is above all else. If the other party is really lying to him, the liar in front of him will definitely pay the price, and he will do whatever it takes to make the other party pay the price.

Just as Liu Dao was about to speak, a strange and startling voice suddenly came from behind these dozen nobles. It was a little girl with long blond hair, luxuriously dressed and graceful. She seemed to be the leader of these nobles.

"I advise you not to pull any clumsy tricks. This gentleman is probably a student at an art school. It will be bad if he exposes you."

The words sounded impeccable and seemed to be just a well-intentioned warning. Looking at the other party's vague smile and the expressions of several nobles next to him eager to try, Liu Dao understood that this was also a spoiled little guy.

"call…"

Liu Dao breathed a sigh of relief, and the awkward and helpless expression on his face disappeared, and instead he put on a cold and stern smile that made people feel numb.

not good!

The white-haired old man secretly said something was wrong. He seemed to have overestimated Liu Dao's patience and character. He was not a strong man who relied on his identity and abided by secular rules, but a thug driven by interest.

"You guys, hurry up! I'll stop him!"

The old man shouted loudly and was about to move forward, but found that the ground under his feet had turned into a quagmire at some point. His body was sinking continuously, and there was another pulling force coming from under the ground.

At this time, several nobles looked at the old man with laughter. They were unmoved even if the other party was about to fall into the quagmire. They turned to look at Liu Dao with a sneer on his face, and their attitude became more and more arrogant.

"Ouch, I didn't expect to be a professional, what? Do you want to hit me?"

"Come on, let's do it. I'm very familiar with the cells in Lion City. What style do you want?"

"Yes, let's let Crick introduce it to you. Do you like the one with rats or the one with prisoners? In other words, do you prefer the one with very strong prisoners?"

Several nobles burst into laughter, but the female noble at the back suddenly felt an ominous premonition. She squinted her eyes and looked at Liu Dao, who was silent, and then moved lightly and slowly walked towards the sculpture gallery. The exit retreats.

Snap.

Two cold hands grabbed the female noble's wrist. She turned around and saw that the guest who had been browsing the sculpture suddenly stood behind her. The two hands clamped her wrist like iron pliers, and her knees were lifted from the waist. The back pressed against her legs, stopping all the power points on her legs.

"What are you doing!"

The female noble let out a coquettish cry. Although she was extremely panicked, she still looked charming on the surface.

"What do you want to do by controlling me? This is a sculpture gallery! You..."

It can be said that he is worthy of being a nobleman with full social experience. These few words made him want to reject her, but if she was really an ordinary man who controlled her, he would probably be confused after hearing these words.

Several other nobles were also panicking at this moment. Liu Dao's attitude made them feel that something was very wrong. When ordinary people heard their threats, they would either whisper softly and want a peaceful solution, or they would shamelessly flatter them. At most, they would just say a few threats. .

But Liu Dao's attitude was completely opposite. He was appreciating their clown-like performance like an audience, as if he had seen a classic drama that he had heard for a long time.

"What do you want to do? We have gathered several nobles here, and the lowest titles are all lords. The titles of my father's generation range from viscount to baron. Do you understand what I mean?"

One of the young men spoke coldly. He already felt that the person he met today was not the kind of passerby who could be teased, so he quickly spoke out to identify himself.

The red-faced West also calmed down at this moment. The noble young viscount and baron frightened him. As a small citizen, he abides by the motto of never participating in big events.

And there is nothing trivial that can be related to the Viscount and the Baron family.

Several other noble companions were still confused, and the old man, half of his body already in the mud, shouted loudly: "All guests should leave the sculpture hall quickly and report to the Demon Hunters Guild and the Church of Light immediately that a vicious wounding incident is about to occur on Seventh Avenue. The intensity is Unpredictable.”

The old man's calm command attracted Liu Dao's attention. The other party's series of special terms explained a problem. He belonged to the Black Crow Guard.

Come to avenge Kelly? Speaking of which, the efficiency of these guys is really slow. I have been back in the city for three days, and I am only here now.

A smile appeared on Liu Dao's lips. The old man became more cautious when he saw this. He continued to roar and warn, but the tourists around him were still browsing the sculptures on their own.

"What did you do to them? These are just ordinary people without abilities. Isn't it too much!"

The old man scolded Liu Dao with a righteous face, but a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Liu Dao clapped his hands lightly, the movement was small but the impact was severe. The sound of the clapping was like pressing the pause button. All the guests' movements stopped instantly, those who walked stopped, those who waved their arms stopped, and whispered Those who talked also became calm.

Click.

There was a slight sound of neck twisting, which made several nobles feel horrified. This kind of slight spinal twisting sound was not heard at all on ordinary days, but at this moment, they could hear it clearly.

Click, click, click.

The sound of the cervical vertebrae twisting became louder and louder, and the necks of several of them even twisted 180 degrees. Everyone stared at the nobles and the old man expressionlessly, with a deathly cold look in their eyes.

Everyone was speechless. At this moment, they realized that except for them, there was no one else in the sculpture hall.

"Welcome to my horror sculpture gallery. The owner here is Beacon Dick, an ordinary person with the same name as a great artist."