I seem to be an evil god

The person Liu Dao saw was gorgeously dressed, elegant in body, and with a head of conspicuous white hair on his handsome face. He was none other than Glow Jet, whom he had not seen for many days.

Glow Jet, regarding this young man, Liu Dao still knew nothing about him. Things had been turbulent in recent days, and Liu Dao had long forgotten about this young man who was once destined to win.

"System fragment found!"

"System fragment found!"

…

The harassment from the brain-dead system sounded in Liu Dao's mind again, but this time was different from the past. Liu Dao, who had experienced a lot, was able to remain calm despite this kind of harassment.

He walked forward quickly, regardless of the old Dink who was following him, and walked forward quickly to say hello to the white-haired young man.

At this moment, the young man was yelling at a middle-aged fat man: "I am Glow Jet, and I now ask you to open this warehouse! This is an order from the Noble Council!"

Hearing the words "Parliament of Nobles", Liu Dao stopped.

As a demon hunter of the old demon hunting union, Liu Dao can ignore many rules in the Lion City, but the noble council represents the highest power of the Violet Kingdom in the city.

In the Noble Council, Liu Dao took a careful look at the white-haired young man. He had already made some guesses about the young man's origins.

There are not many families that can directly issue orders in the name of the Noble Council. It seems that this young man is from one of the eight nobles of the Lion City.

Liu Dao didn't know much about the eight nobles of Lion City. Only Lord Blue Shield, who was closely related to him, was one of the nobles he remembered.

As for the other seven nobles, there is no understanding without contact. Liu Dao only has a general understanding of the names of the eight nobles.

‘Go back and ask Smith. He has been doing business in the Lion City for many years and should know something about this Glow Family. ’ Liu Dao thought to himself.

The fat middle-aged man who was confronting the noble young master at this moment was unhurried and turned a deaf ear to the name Parliament of Nobles.

"Master Jett, I have told you several times, this is not my warehouse."

"I just saw you coming out!" The face of the aristocratic young man Jet was filled with anger. He roared loudly at the middle-aged fat man: "I order you to open the door!"

"You are joking." The middle-aged fat man's face was calm and he ignored the angry noble.

"Just because I came out here doesn't mean I own it. My newspaper still can't afford land in the harbor area."

"Crent Sea Shark! Do you think I'm a fool? The Sea Shark Gang that occupies the harbor area is named after your damn name!"

Jett looked excited, his face contorted with anger.

"Insulting a noble, do you know what this crime is?"

No matter how strong Jeter's verbal attack was, the middle-aged fat man remained unhurried.

"Master Jeter, I have the utmost respect for you. But you can't frame me out of thin air." There was a glint in the triangular eyes of the Krent gang leader.

"Morning Daily will record every word and deed you say. I am in the newspaper industry just to let the people know the truth of the matter."

This statement completely angered the nobleman, and the iron glove on his left hand was shaking uncontrollably.

Liu Dao's heart suddenly jumped when he saw his action. He clearly remembered the function of the devil's glove - objects that could be held ignored their weight, and objects that were already held could be deformed at will. If this noble young man really got angry, not a single person present would be able to do so. Don't even try to survive.

Liu Dao calmly moved a few steps to the side, making himself look like an innocent passerby.

After the aristocratic young man Jet stopped talking, the newspaper owner, who was suspected to be the leader of the Haisha Gang, went even further and said sharply that the people needed the truth and that the nobles could not bully others.

Jet remained silent, but his body was shaking more and more. Old Dink watched this rare show with great interest.

Liu Dao used a system identification technique on Jet, hoping to get some useful information. Unfortunately, the brain-dead system was still a brain-dead system, and there was nothing useful at all.

Glow Jett.

Occupation: Boxer

Level: Professional

Strength: 32

Agility: 28

Spirit: 19

Perception: 22

Institution: 26

Kung Fu: Guangming Fist Sanshou Notes, level 2, strength +10, agility +6.

Seeing Glow Jet's data and comparing it with his own spirit of barely breaking through to 24, Liu Dao felt a little ashamed.

Liu Dao hasn't seriously practiced Kung Fu for a long time since he gained the ability to transform blood.

At this time, Jack's body was trembling more and more violently, and Liu Dao continued to move outward quietly. He did not want to try the power of that devil's glove.

The moment he saw the Devil's Gloves, Liu Dao had already thought of countless ways to exert his powerful strength. This young nobleman probably had extremely powerful destructive power in his hands that could destroy a city in one strike.

Just when the situation was likely to escalate, a figure wearing a large trench coat ran out from the darkness, it was the poisonous Detective Yu.

After the detective came over, he whispered a few words into Jet's ear, and the noble young man's expression gradually calmed down.

After Glow Jet calmed down, Sea Shark Gang leader Krent stopped talking. He glanced at Detective Yu and said meaningfully:

"Yuka, don't forget the contract between us. If you want to open your detective agency, you must work well for me."

After hearing this, Detective Yu silently clenched his fists, and the noble Jeter, who had just calmed down his anger, became angry again.

Seeing this, Liu Dao took another big step forward, his eyes widened, and he was always ready to watch the tragedy of the leader of the Haisha Gang being beaten into minced meat by the noble young man's mistake.

Unfortunately, things did not develop as Liu Dao imagined. The young aristocrat Jette actually endured it again, and finally left the port area with Detective Yu, leaving behind the proud newspaper owner Crent Sea Shark.

Watching their departing figures, Liu Dao smiled playfully. He must have amazing ambitions if he can endure things that ordinary people cannot endure.

Old Dink, who was beside Liu Dao, also smacked his lips. It was obvious that he was watching the show just now very seriously.

At this time, an old cough came from not far away, and a burly old man wearing a windbreaker appeared from the side. He glanced at Old Dink lightly, and Old Dink immediately put away his smile.

"Let's go, Gaia. I'm here to find you today, and I have a good news to tell you." Dink said it easily, but the intimidation in his eyes was undisguised.

"What's the good news?" Liu Dao glanced around, using his system identification skills, and he locked onto several figures who were either middle-aged or gray-haired.

"I have solved the mystery you told me last time. The location of your father's legacy was probably transformed into a warehouse."

"Oh? I don't know where it is?"

"Just follow me," Old Dink said in an incomprehensible tone, and the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

He put his hand on Liu Dao's shoulder and held Liu Dao's shoulder with a huge force.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find the treasure."

Liu Dao and Lao Dink walked in front, and eight figures in windbreakers walked behind them. Everything looked normal...