I seem to be an evil god

Two huge tentacles rose from both sides of Xue Fist's body and immediately entangled his legs. Xue Fist's eyes popped out, and his arms wrapped with red energy punched down one after another.

However, the skin of the tentacles wrapped around his legs was slippery, and the force of the punch was deflected away. Liu Dao stood in the distance and quietly watched the enemy's struggle. There were some gangsters around who wanted to rush up to help, but Liu Dao casually ignored them. One punch solves it.

The force of the tentacles binding became stronger and stronger, and Xue Fist gradually couldn't feel the blood flow in his legs. A numb feeling came from the waist down. At this moment, his legs had become swollen and purple due to congestion.

At this time, Diesel, who had his back turned to Liu Dao, had already dealt with the remaining two professionals. The strong men in the tavern who could still get up surrounded the two professionals and faced them.

The room at this moment was divided into three parts. On the far left was Blood Fist wrapped in tentacles, in the middle were Liu Dao and Diesel, and on the right were the people in the Crow's Ming Tavern shrouded in despair.

Liu Dao no longer paid attention to Xue Fist, who had lost the ability to move. He and Diesel stood side by side, like two cold-blooded and ruthless gods of death.

"Ahem, you two, you can take whatever you want from the underground wine cellar. Can you give me and my brothers a way out?"

The white-haired old man who claimed to be the owner of the tavern struggled to get up and bowed deeply to Liu Dao and Diesel. This scene made him look very pitiful.

"No." Liu Dao hadn't spoken yet, but Diesel, who he thought was honest and kind, was the first to refuse.

Liu Dao glanced at Diesel in surprise. Just now he had a headache on how to persuade Diesel, but he didn't expect this honest man to give him an unexpected answer.

"We are just lackeys working for the nobles. Why are the two demon hunters chasing us so hard?"

The white-haired old man looked pleading, and coughed up two more drops of blood as he spoke.

"Even if you kill us, more people will work for the nobles in the future. If you have the ability, why don't you go to the nobles?"

After that, the old man pointed to a corner of the room tremblingly, "The cellar is full of financial items that the nobles ordered us to collect. You two adults will know it when you go down and take a look."

"Those who kill will always be killed." Diesel replied coldly, "Are there really only gold coins in the cellar?"

"Brothers, fight them!" The armored figure who had been silent at this time suddenly shouted violently. During the conversation, spikes sprouted from the metal armor all over his body, and he rushed towards Diesel.

The club thugs behind them also drew their long knives and launched a desperate and fearless charge.

"Boxing skills·Earth rhythm."

Diesel's hand flashed with yellow light, and two shining scales appeared on the back of his hand. At the same time as the scales appeared, a trail of earthy yellow aura emerged in the tavern.

Bang!

Diesel stood there and punched the air in front of him, and at the same time, a stone palm suddenly stabbed out of the ground. The stone palm was pale in color, and gravel fell when he waved.

Bang!

Diesel punched a second time in the air, and the stone fist thrust up from the ground swung. His thick stone arm thrust forward, and the people in front of him were swept away like ants.

This sight frightened the rest of the people. Although they held the blade, they did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder.

Bang!

Diesel punched out again, and another boulder hand rose above the ground. His fingers made of white rocks grasped, and the old man who was about to escape was held in his palm.

Diesel, who was standing still, slowly clenched his fists. Seeing this, Liu Dao showed a smile at the corner of his eyes. He gave an order in his heart, and the two tentacles behind his back separated instantly.

puff!

Dripping blood dripped from the air. Liu Dao swung his hand back, and the green wind wave spread the blood into the air, dripping on the trembling strong man opposite.

"Death! Death! You are not human!" The strong men shouted at Liu Dao and Diesel, and tried to run away in a hurry.

Diesel raised his arms flat, slowly closed his hands like a hug, and finally patted his chest slowly.

Boxing skills: Embrace of Earth Spirit.

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Liu Dao walked down to the cellar with his sore arms. There was no light in the cellar in the Crow's Tavern. Liu Dao vaguely saw Diesel's tall body seemingly trembling slightly.

"What's the matter? Diesel," Liu Dao walked over and patted him on the back, "Can't you be more serious? It's very tiring to do this kind of thing."

As he spoke, Liu Dao took out a rune stone, and a bright light flashed out in his hand, illuminating this small cellar.

After seeing the scene in the cellar clearly, Liu Dao also fell silent.

On the left side of the cellar is a very common treasure chest, with the light of a gold coin shining. Opposite of this brilliant golden light, opposite the cellar is a row of iron cages.

Although there is nothing inside, under the light, there are dark blood stains on the cyan railings, and the ground inside the cage is messy. It is self-evident what its function is.

Liu Dao extinguished the rune stones in his hand in silence. The cellar was not large, and he could see everything at a glance. Liu Dao took the lead in returning to the tavern above. After a while, Diesel came up with the box in his arms.

Liu Dao rubbed his boots at the door of the tavern, leaving blood-red traces on the steps.

Diesel carried the box containing gold coins on his shoulders and stared into the distance with his eyes dimly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wow.

The sound of brushing away the grass was heard. Liu Dao heard the sound and found that it was the little girl they had just driven away.

Looking carefully at this moment, he saw that this was another bloodline child. Under the messy hair on his head, two short horns were hidden underneath. Liu Dao subconsciously glanced at Diesel's bald head and showed a playful smile.

Diesel also subconsciously touched the top of his head and waved his hand towards the little girl.

"Don't stay here any longer, it will be very troublesome next time."

The little girl hesitated and wanted to leave, but finally gritted her teeth and stood there, her eyes revealing her firm will.

Diesel smiled helplessly. He smiled and took out a gold coin from his pocket and slowly handed it to the little girl.

"Consider this the compensation I give you. You should go home quickly."

The little girl glanced at the gold coin longingly and shook her head firmly.

Diesel extended his hand forward, and the little girl took a step back. Diesel carried a box and waved his hands back and forth, and the little girl circled around him.

"Haha." Liu Dao showed a relaxed smile, and the four ribs on his back suddenly moved, and the dragon wings broke out crazily.

Under the power of "Dragon Wings", the sound of countless insects falling to the ground was heard. The little girl casually opened a bush of grass and immediately caught four fainting insects with joy.

Liu Dao and Diesel were walking on the road, and Diesel suddenly said: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Liu Dao turned to look at him strangely, and Diesel quickly added: "After experiencing that kind of killing just now, many people can't maintain a normal mind."

Liu Dao walked slowly on the road, and his voice came far away in the darkness:

Fight is just fight, don't let your actions affect your own nature. . .