Old Sam was quite familiar with the way to the town, and he took him to a road that almost no one had traveled before, and it was a shortcut, a third closer than the road known to the public.

It wasn't long before the afternoon sun was at its strongest, and old Sam was taking Gloo to the town.

This town is the closest town to the village, called Sivaro Town, which is much larger and more prosperous than the town of Berg when it first came out, and relatively not very good security.

Walking down the main road in the middle of the town, it didn't take long for him to see two robberies.

"Oh, the security conditions don't look very good. Looking at the few strong men standing on the side of the road, with colorful and various tattoos on their arms, he said to the old Sam beside him.

Old Sam had long since recovered to his master's personality, and now he looked honest, holding his two pieces of dried jerky tightly in his arms, for fear that someone would suddenly break out and snatch his jerky away.

Meat is not so easy to eat, and old Sam has cut and dried these two pieces of meat from his own hunting prey, and can sell them for a lot of money.

In these years, only experienced hunters can often eat meat, and Old Sam has a master personality in his body, and he is also a master with amazing combat power in the past, and it is easy for him to hunt a hunt.

Compared with Old Sam's current appearance of "little suffering", the darkness is much stronger. His whole body was shrouded in a hooded cloak, most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and although the two weapons of "Rose" and "Slcana's Hatred" were inserted in his waist, a bloody and killing aura could indeed not be stopped by the scabbard, as long as the strength reached a certain level, he could feel that this breath was obviously deliberately released.

Di turned his head to look at the strong men on the street, some of them stared back, and some of their pupils shrank, not daring to look at him.

One of the most aggrieved is a guy who saw the gloom and immediately looked like a guy who came up to clean up the gloom.

"Hey, what are you looking at, do you want to see your uncle's fist!" he shouted and was about to come over.

Some strong men have playful colors on their faces, as if they want to appreciate the scene of being blown up by this guy, and some have a trace of sadness on their faces, not for the dark, but for the strong man who came up.

Only a tattooed man who looked like a companion grabbed the arm of the guy who was coming over and said, "Don't be impulsive!"

"You're going to stop me?!" the guy who was about to clean up turned his head to look at his companion with a look of displeasure in his eyes, as if he would beat him up as soon as his companion said something.

"That guy is not easy to deal with, you better not have nothing to do. Said the companion.

"I just want to take care of it! Lao Tzu, I just don't like him, I just want to beat him!" The strong man waved away his companion's hand that grabbed his arm, and said, "You get out of the way for me, don't delay Lao Tzu's good deeds, you can watch how I beat him!"

His companion saw that he did not listen to the advice like this, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he walked back in a daze, and two white gases erupted from his nostrils, ready to see how this self-sufficient fellow was beaten by Haibian.

Obviously, his strength is not as good as others, and his vision is so poor, he has to find something to do, and sooner or later he won't even know how to die!

Thinking to himself, the companion decided not to associate with this guy anymore.

Seeing the guy standing on the side of the road who had just yelled at him, he continued to walk over, and a disdainful smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head to look at the strong man who was walking towards him step by step, two heads taller than him, and was so frightened that he stood in place, but his left hand was clenched into a fist and began to slowly accumulate strength.

"Boy, let your grandfather tell you that there are some people you can't just watch!" the strong man swung his fist, and his fist brought a sound of breaking the air. Looking at this strength, he should also have the strength of a great swordsman.

The Great Swordsman, for ordinary people, may already be a very powerful professional, but for the dark who can be a pair of top professionals, the level of the Great Swordsman is not enough to even plug the teeth.

The charged left hand swung out violently, and the second shot came first, hitting the opponent in the chest before the fist of the strong man on the opposite side hit himself.

The white fist was not taken into the eyes of the strong man, and it was not until the dark fist really hit him that his face was filled with a trace of consternation.

"How is this possible!" was his last thought in the world.

The seemingly inoffensive white fist dented his sternum and pierced his body. If you slow down your gaze, you can clearly see that the strong man's chest began to concave inward the moment it was hit, and the fist continued to blast away with unstoppable might, directly penetrating the double protection of muscles and bones, and then blasted in, and then penetrated the vertebrae and back skin and muscle defense, and the whole passed through.

A puddle of shattered internal organs was carried out of the chest by the fist from the back of the strong man, and the dark body stopped at the place where the strong man was not a step in front of him, but unfortunately this step was like an insurmountable trench, he died, his fist hung down weakly, and he could no longer bring a little damage to the enemy.

Gloom won, and he pulled his fist out of his enemy's chest, still covered in Mori Ran's blood.

"Oh, damn it, I can't perfectly control this new power, I'm overdoing it again!" said Gloomy, looking at the blood on his hands and arms.

Come on, I can't wear this dress inside, it's full of blood and internal organ fragments, but fortunately this is a small town, there are ready-to-wear stores, and you can find clothes that you are satisfied with, but you can also customize it.

The power of his Demon King's Heart has not been fully digested, but it is much better than before, at least he will not be able to crush it directly with a cup now.

That's how he started out.

The tattooed strong men who looked around were dumbfounded, who would have thought that this cloaked man who didn't look tall and his body was not very strong could actually pierce a person's body with one punch? That's a person with the strength of a great swordsman, his body is already very strong, and an ordinary knife can only leave a small wound when cut it, but this cloaked man actually punches a hole!

How terrifying does this have to be to do this?

"It's over, it's over, it's murderous, oh shit, why didn't you get out of control earlier, you have to wait until now!"

There is already a sheriff rushing here, and if nothing else, he will go to the sheriff's office in the small town of Sivaro to report.

.. A new revision, updated 2 faster, more stable 3 fixed

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