Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 15 I'm Not Very Good at Fighting
A strange murmur echoed in the alley.

Margaret's calm face gradually showed seriousness.

On the high wall, four demons that looked like cockroaches showed their heads, and they scrambled to fall in a free-falling posture, surrounding themselves in the middle.

The low IQ of junior demons simply wouldn't use this tactic.

This was deliberately arranged.

"Clap clap clap!"

Applause sounded from the corner of the alley.

A figure in a black gray robe stepped out.

"Miss Margaret, I'm very happy that you think of me, but I'm very angry when you say I'm a scum." The man in gray robe lowered his head and gradually raised it, revealing a pair of brown eyes.

"So, I decided to play with you." The brown pupils completely transformed into vertical pupils at this moment, the man in gray robe snapped his fingers, and the four demons crawled slowly towards Margaret.

Facing the gradually encircling demons, Margaret's face was solemn, she was holding the rapier tightly, ready to defend and counterattack.

Chi!
The sound of steam erupting resounded in the alley.

A tall black figure appeared at the entrance of the alleyway.

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Dull footsteps sounded along with Rhode's movement.

He ignored the cockroach demon's fear of him and walked to Margaret's side.

"Who are you?" The gray-robed man also showed fear in his eyes, and an inexplicable sense of fear pierced into his cerebral cortex following the arrival of this man.

Rhodes looked at him silently and did not respond.

With every breath under the black beak mask, steam rose up.

The atmosphere became more oppressive and heavy with Rhodes' arrival.

Of course, this is relative to the gray-robed man and those demons.

Margaret couldn't feel any external pressure at all at the moment. It seemed that those dangers were sucked away by the man named Epidemic Doctor. With the arrival of Mr. Epidemic Doctor, the sense of crisis she felt immediately dissipated, a kind of A strong sense of security came from Mr. Epidemic Doctor.

"Miss Margaret, our task is to catch it." Rhode pointed to the wounded demon huddled in the far corner.

An angry look appeared in the eyes of the gray-robed man.

He was ignored.

He has always been as proud as him, but was ignored by ordinary humans.

Such an arrogant human must be punished!

The red angry light ball on his body floated up and poured into Rhodes.

roar!

A strange roar suddenly sounded.

Because the injured demon was afraid of Rhodes' existence, it shrank its body in an extremely distorted posture and ejected from one corner of the high wall to the street lamp at the other end, and fled quickly.

"Miss Margaret, leave this to me, please be sure to catch that demon." A voice mixed with machinery and strong steam sounded.

"No!" Margaret would not give up on her companion, she stood with her sword in hand.

"You have to catch it. Only with it can we find follow-up clues." Rhodes said solemnly.

At the same time, he raised his head, looked directly at the gray-robed man and the four demons, and said in a low voice: "And they are just a bunch of stupid and unlucky scum who ran to this dark alley to seek death, you don't have to worry about it." .”

"Although I'm not very good at fighting, I'm still very good at playing games."

The gray-robed man was irritated again, he felt like an ant in the other party's eyes.

A red sphere of angry light floated on his body again and merged into Rhodes' body.

Margaret had never seen such an arrogant person.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but thinking of what her brother had said about Mr. Plague Doctor, he is a mysterious and powerful doctor. In this case, thinking of those people in distress, she decided to Believe in Mr. Epidemiologist.

"I'm going to chase that demon, and I'll leave it to you, Mr. Plague Doctor."

"I will open the way for you."

Rhodes walked towards the two demons behind Margaret. They subconsciously retreated under the coercion emanating from Rhodes.

In shock, Margaret easily left from the siege of the group of cockroach demons.

As for the gray-robed man, at this moment, as Rhodes slowly approached, his brain fell into an inexplicable tremor.

"Thank you very much for coming here to die, otherwise I would have been very bored in this small role-playing game." The black bird's beak mask approached, and the tall body looked down, leaning in front of the gray-robed man.

"After receiving so much money from others, it is natural to provide buyers with high-quality services."

Indifferent pale jade pupils, like the gaze of death.

Intense scorching steam boiled.

The gray-robed man's brain was blank,
In the endless anger, there is a trace of fear of the unknown.

From birth, he only knew that humans fear demons.

He doesn't know what fear is.

But today, the fear engraved in his bones and in his brain will accompany him for the rest of his life.

A silver-white revolver engraved with a tulip pattern rests in front of his head.

The grey-robed man's vertical pupils shrank violently from the resentment emanating from the countless death demons emanating from the gun.

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be endless howling demons, trying to escape the slaughter hell of this gun.

But in the end, they all died.

Died under the slaughter of this gun.

How many demons have been killed by the humans in front of them! ?
boom!
Before the consciousness dissipated, this was the last thought that the gray-robed man revealed.

Lift off the gray robe.

Under the gray robe is the skin of a human youth.

The gap that split from the middle of the skull, and the posture that has not completely shed the skin, shows that the other party was in a state of extreme fear and unable to control the body at that time.

Rhodes looked at the M500 revolver in his hand.

The state of controlling everything just now raised his assessment of the strength of this pistol by another level.

Put away the gun.

Rhodes lifted his coat and slowly drew out his stabbing sword.

He was going to try the strength of this rapier again.

The four junior demons around did not escape after the death of the controller, but fell into a kind of brainless madness.

This is the sad thing about low-level demons.

After the controller dies, what awaits them is only the brain being backlashed and falling into endless primitive wildness.

They roared and rushed towards Rhodes.

What a 4-point physique brings is a strong endurance and strength far beyond ordinary people, as well as swift speed and reflexes.

The arm muscles twisted and swung the stabbing sword in his hand.

Accompanied by the blessing of steam power, scorching steam emitted from the pitch-black sword body.

The strong and swift steam cutting force is attached to the blade.

The two primary demons that rushed towards Rhodes were directly cut into two pieces.

Rhodes twisted his body, and quickly kicked backwards, kicking a demon behind him to the wall, stabbing out with a sword, piercing through the brain.

A hurricane hit the back of his head, Rhodes lowered his body, and raised his stabbing sword upwards.

puff.

Like a kebab, another demon was impaled from the bottom up through the cloaca.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the demon to the ground.

The power twisted, the steam boiled, and the dirt on the sword was cleaned.

Rhodes put away the stabbing sword.

Chi!
Above the beak mask, steam rises.

"A boring game."

Rhodes walked out of the alley and walked in the direction Margaret left.

A moment later, John, who was chasing after him, saw the scene in the alley, and at the same time looked at the tall figure in the distance.

There is a strong fear and fear in the eyes that cannot be dispelled.

He had just seen that man with his own eyes, walking out from the alley.

The man who killed four junior demons and one intermediate demon so easily.

Such a man dared to threaten him before.

At that time, I was really brave and ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)