I seem to be an evil god

After going down the stairs and returning to the damp and moldy sewer, Liu Dao was about to throw out the various runes in his hand, when a familiar face appeared under the moonlight, it was the master assassin who had just parted.

Liu Dao was confused and his mind was spinning. Why did he meet him again? Why do you, old man, have nothing to do so late at night? Didn't I just have a few quarrels with you in the black market, and why are you chasing me here?

The old man smiled and waved to Liu Dao on the manhole cover: "Gaia, come up. I have many things to tell you about the silent assassination technique. I just inquired about the affairs of the Zijue Mansion. The chief steward was killed. It’s not a trivial matter, and I, an enthusiastic citizen, have many details to report to you.”

Liu Dao's face became calm and emotional, and he said to the old man in a slow tone: "Old man, it's so late, don't wander around on the street. As for the details of the case you mentioned, you are welcome to come to the Demon Hunter Guild tomorrow to report to the old man. We'll report, now you'd better go home."

The old fisherman waved his hand with a smile, "It's a very important matter. Let's find a secluded place first, and I'll report to you right away. What do you think of the cafe over there?"

Liu Dao changed his body covertly and did not look at the so-called cafe at all.

"It's really getting late. Even if I know the clues tonight, it's impossible for me to investigate and collect evidence. Besides, there are many people in the guild who are more experienced than me. Let's meet with the Demon Hunter Guild tomorrow."

"I'm not familiar with the others, so I can't say anything when I see them. So, I'll report it to you first, and then you can report it to the others tomorrow."

As he spoke, the old man suddenly took out a dark yellow fishing rod from his back, which was exactly the type Liu Dao had seen before, "Speaking of silent killing techniques, look at this fishing rod, it is long and fast..."

‘What does the fishing rod have to do with the silent killing technique? Besides, the description of a fishing rod cannot be used long or fast. Are you sure you are not talking about a long knife? ’

Liu Dao complained secretly in his heart, but the situation in front of him was indeed very unfavorable to him. When he left the underground black market, Dixinglong had already been in his sights.

Now that the distance between him and the old man is less than 10 meters, the process of summoning the earth dragon will inevitably be discovered by the other party. Once the other party realizes that the ability to control the earth is not his own, he will fall into the most classic method of death of the summoner. 1: Being killed by a close assassin with one move, the summoned creature is powerless.

The old man facing Liu Dao obviously didn't have much patience. He shook his arm slightly, and the fishing line reflecting the white moonlight started flying in the air.

"Have you thought about it? It's so late and I have to go home to sleep. Going to bed early and getting up early is better for the elderly's health."

‘If you have nothing to do, go back first. Since we know that going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health, let’s stop here today! ’

Liu Dao roared loudly in his heart, but on the surface he could only agree calmly: "Okay, old man, where do you think is suitable?"

The old man smiled proudly and pointed the fishing rod in his hand towards the distance: "Let's go to the Blade Cafe next door."

‘Blade Coffee Shop, what the hell is this name? A name like this seems to be the connection point of some underground organization. Will customers really come in with a name like this? ’

After arriving at the door of the store, Liu Dao's ominous premonition was confirmed. Black curtains were drawn on Xiangyang's windows. The building with a total of only a few hundred square meters actually had more than a dozen windows, and the energy fluctuations on the roof were very strong. The magic circle is really eye-catching.

'This is indeed the stronghold of some organization. If I enter like this, it will be no different than a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.' Liu Dao thought to himself, and immediately stopped unconsciously, 'No, I can't go in.' ’

"Uncle, you see we are not far from the guild. Why don't we take a few more steps to go to the Demon Hunting Guild..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." The old man looked impatient, and Liu Dao immediately felt a pain in his lower back, "Let's go in and talk."

Liu Dao immediately felt his pants get wet, and his skin as thick as cowhide was easily pierced.

‘This is a knife, this fishing rod must be a knife. If this is not a knife, I will eat shit! ’

Liu Dao was forced to step into the cafe helplessly. It was already early in the morning, but there was still a group of men in black drinking coffee happily in this inexplicable Blade Cafe.

Liu Dao took a closer look at these men in black. Although they were sitting at different angles in the cafe, Liu Dao still could not see the faces of any of them clearly.

‘This is indeed a stronghold of some kind of organization, and it’s the Assassin’s Guild. Brother, the coffee in your cup is gone. You’re just drinking air seriously. Can’t you guys, these murderous ruffians, be more serious about your acting? ’

Liu Dao complained loudly in his heart. After officially stepping into the threshold of the cafe, he could only say, "Ah, it smells so good."

The old man behind Liu Dao smiled and poked it with his 'fishing rod knife', pointed to the table and chairs in the middle of the cafe and said: "Go over there, little Gaia, you have good taste, and you actually know the fragrance of our coffee."

Where the old man pointed, the four assassins who seemed to be drinking coffee immediately stood up, and in an instant they sneaked into the shadows of the cafe and disappeared.

‘OK, this is the Assassin’s Guild, I’m done. ’

Sitting on a chair that was still warm, Liu Dao, who was hopeless, took out a small notebook and asked the old man righteously:

"Old man, is there anything you want to report to the guild?"

Hearing Liu Dao's words, the guests drinking coffee around him became commotion. Liu Dao, who was sitting in the middle, instantly felt countless murderous auras locking on him, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.

‘Question, what should the summoner do if he is surrounded by a group of assassins? Waiting online, quite urgent. ’

The old man waved his hand casually and stopped several killers who were about to move.

"I heard about the murder of the housekeeper of the Viscount's Mansion. No matter how you learned about my identity, I have to say that this matter has nothing to do with our Assassin's Guild."

When the topic got back on track, Liu Dao immediately put away his playful mood and his expression became serious.

"Then how do you explain the silent killing technique? As a professional, the Viscount Butler fought with the enemy for half an hour and no one heard him. This is really suspicious."

"The cause of the Viscount Butler's death is what you want to investigate. The reason why I say it was not us is very simple. Currently, I am the only one who knows the silent killing technique in the Lion City." The old man's tone revealed. There was a feeling of loneliness, and the assassins around him lowered their heads in shame upon hearing this.

Liu Dao murmured in a low voice. At this moment, his face looked confused. The old man did not rush him, but just drank coffee quietly.

"Even if you say you're the only one, then who knows if anyone else has mastered it but didn't say it, or even, old man, yourself..."

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Before Liu Dao finished speaking, there was a sound of swords being unsheathed, and many assassins around him stood up. The sharp blades dazzled Liu Dao's eyes.

"The master's words are a promise, Demon Hunter, do you want to start a war with the Assassin's Guild!"

Liu Dao was stunned when he heard this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He glanced at the old man with an unpredictable expression, and his heart suddenly trembled.

It's over, the secret is exposed...