I'm a villain, not a devil

In Sean's yard, dull sounds continued to sound.

Different from the confrontation in the mirror space, this is a real fist-to-flesh fight.

The two strong men were like two hills, with no one trying to avoid each other's attacks.

It was like an iron fist made of fine steel, hitting his face and chest with such force.

Every collision they made had a harsh, metallic sound, like the collision of two mountain peaks.

Rocket's muscles were knotted, and his skin took on a strange copper color, as if it were metal tempered by fire. His fists were huge and hard, and every time he swung them out, there was a roaring sound.

The iron fist that could almost blast the rocks kept falling on Sherrill. However, as the rocket punch became faster and fiercer, he became more and more frightened.

Who is this guy... He punched me hundreds of times without any sign of falling down.

He is the top enhanced veto. His A+ ability [Permanent Magic Core] can provide him with powerful strength, defense, and endurance that exceeds that of the Imperial Mecha. At the same time, his self-healing ability is even more outrageous.

The opponent punched him in the heart, denting his sternum and muscles, but before the next punch landed, his sunken chest returned to its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the biggest reason why Rocket dares to run rampant in this wasteland.

However, what he found hard to accept was that the other party's self-healing ability was even stronger than his own!

His fists are also wrapped with demonic energy that can corrode the body. Even if it is resisted, it will penetrate into the opponent's body.

But even so, the opponent not only showed no sign of decline, but also became more courageous as they fought.

With rage in his heart, Rocket ignored the fact that he was about to retreat. He roared angrily, and his body suddenly grew taller and expanded again, becoming the same size as Sherrill.

After a hard punch from Sherrill, his eyes were red and the blood vessels in his forearm burst!

Black energy wrapped around the iron fist, and a black shadow invisible to the naked eye swept straight up!

Amidst the harsh clash of metal, Rocket's feet directly crushed the stone slab and sank into the ground.

A punch that could directly destroy the mad beast hit Sherrill's jaw firmly.

Sweat and blood spattered, mixing with the dust on the ground to form a muddy battlefield.

The scene seemed to be at a standstill for the time being.

Sherrill's body froze on the spot, and the gold-plated metal chin flew high into the air and hit the ground heavily.

Rocket laughed ferociously and slowly retracted his fist.

"waste--"

His arrogant and disdainful voice stopped abruptly.

Rocket saw that Sherrill's tilted head slowly turned back, and where the metal jaw was blown away, the flesh and blood squirmed crazily in a terrifying manner.

Wiping away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Sherrill's face seemed to be filled with countless thick worms!

Those are muscles shaking!

"Is the warm-up over?" Sherrill's strong voice sounded like thunder.

Rocket's whole body turned red, he burst out again, and struck with an iron fist!

But this time, his fist was firmly grasped by Sherrill's huge, squirming hand.

He struggled desperately, but his fist seemed to be pressed by a mountain and could not move at all.

"My eldest brother asked me to stay here. I didn't expect that someone would dare to break into my eldest brother's yard."

Cheryl licked her lips: "How audacious."

The gurgling sound in his veins was like a drumbeat. Sherrill roared loudly and actually squeezed Rocket's fist and pulled him into the sky.

Before Rocket could make any move, the overwhelming force threw him straight to the ground!

"Bang!" The violent impact even made the two little lolita hiding next to jump up.

Sherrill clenched his fist and smashed it down with a grin.

The iron fist, which was bigger than his head, punched Rocket's face one after another with a terrifying roar.

Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, his speed was too fast and his strength was too great, and Rocket's healing ability had begun to visibly fail to keep up.

But Sherrill was not satisfied yet. He punched one after another, forcing half of Rocket's body into the stone slab, smashing his face into a bloody mess.

The constant bombardment finally ended. Sherrill raised his blood-stained fist and casually shook away the teeth embedded in his muscles.

"It shouldn't be able to heal for the time being."

He trotted to the side and put the metal jaw back on. The squirming muscles immediately calmed down.

The three-meter tall man scratched his chin honestly and looked at the rocket whose head turned into a creeper with some embarrassment.

After hesitating for a while, he had an idea and picked up the rocket.

Like twisting a towel, he twisted Rocket's entire body into a twist.

The ear-piercing sound of fractures was accompanied by blood dripping.

"This way you don't have to worry about running away." Sherrill smiled with satisfaction.

"Brother Cheryl, you are such a genius." Mo Jiajia covered Xiao Ci's eyes with one hand, patted her forearm with the other, and clapped her hands in praise.

Sherrill turned his head and showed a happy smile: "How can Jiajia be so smart——"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gray fog floated out from nowhere.

Sherrill's eyes flashed, and he waved the twist in his hand, firmly protecting the two little lolita behind him.

Suddenly, he felt that his hand was empty, and the twist rocket suddenly disappeared from his hand.

The voices of the guards rang outside: "Brother Sherrill!"

"Be aware of your surroundings!" Sherrill shouted in a deep voice.

The gray fog dissipated, Twist Rocket disappeared, and the guards were running over quickly.

Nothing seemed to have happened except for the big hole in the ground and the blood.

Sherrill scratched his chin: "Sure enough, it's the same as what big brother said..."

——

Gray mist flashed into the night, and figures with flashing energy chased after them.

A sharp sword flashed past, and the black mist in front of him twisted strangely, and then disappeared completely.

Luo Xi appeared, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

What a weird ability, even though he is not very strong, he actually ran away...

Glancing at the [Golden Ghost] headquarters in the distance, and remembering Sean's instructions, Luo Xi blew her bangs on her forehead in displeasure and headed back the way she came.

——

The reception had come to an end, and there seemed to be some commotion in the middle. Members of [Golden Ghost] came in and invited out a few drunkards who were about to cause trouble.

Ai Huagan was a little regretful that he never found a chance to have a few words with the second-in-command of [Golden Ghost].

Helping the Walker was secondary. He really wanted to get to know the famous Sean.

However, I'm afraid there is no chance today...

The guests began to leave one after another, and Bai Ya was very pleased to see Ai Hua doing it all night without causing any trouble.

"Master Ai, this is you." Bai Ya gave a thumbs up.

Ai Huagan smiled nonchalantly: "I'll go for convenience."

"Hey, I'm waiting for you."

Ai Huagan walked into the bathroom with a normal expression, found the cubicle and walked in.

The mirror lay on the ground, and he picked it up and patted it.

There was no reply, and Ai Huaqian was confused, but he also knew that now was not the time for research, so he stuffed the mirror into his clothes.

Raising his head, he pretended to flush the water and looked around subconsciously.

A steel pipe magnified rapidly in his field of vision.