Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 32 Your Commission, I Accepted
The red light ball marked with anger poured into Rhodes' body.

The veins on Martin's forehead rose.

Lying on the ground, grabbing the grass on the ground with both hands, trying to get up.

Rhodes held Martin's head with one hand.

"If you really want to save Woxie, go find a way to catch Woda, instead of rushing to die like you are now, without strength, what can you do? If you really want to die, I won't do it again Stop you." The deep voice echoed in Martin's ear.

Rhodes let go.

"Cough."

Martin's shoulders kept shaking, with tears and snot running down his face. He suppressed his grief and forcibly suppressed his crying to a minimum.

He is unwilling!
Martin seemed to have thought of something, turned around on the ground, knelt down in front of Rhodes, and prayed in a low voice.

"Please, save Worthy."

"Mr. Epidemic Doctor, I can give you whatever you want."

"Do you have money?"

With a deep voice, Martin raised his head and looked at the beak mask in panic.

"Yes, I have it."

Martin frantically took out a stack of banknotes and coins full of sticky filth from his pocket.

"It's all here."

Martin knelt on the ground holding the money in both hands, his body trembling a little, he was afraid that he didn't have enough money.

The black leather glove took a 1-crown coin from the pile of money and put it in his pocket.

"I accept your commission."

Under the beak mask, Rhodes narrowed his eyes.

Martin at this moment may be his truest side.

Although he was a hypocrite, he was willing to humbly beg the person who had threatened him for a little girl who had saved him.

"Although it's not in the way I like, I have received your prayers, so let's play with them."

Rhodes walked past the begging Martin and walked slowly towards the house.

Martin raised his head slowly, looking at the figure that was fading away and disappearing into the darkness.

There was light gradually in his eyes.

If it's Mr. Epidemic Doctor, it's okay.

He saw the mysterious Mr. Plague Doctor, with his left hand, slowly draw out a rapier with a dark figure from his waist.

Chi!
Boiling scorching steam covered the rapier.

Martin's eyes gradually widened.

The group of demons turned from villagers found Mr. Epidemic Doctor, they screamed and rushed towards Mr. Epidemic Doctor.

One sword, two swords, three swords.
The figure of Mr. Epidemic Doctor is still moving forward in an unhurried manner.

Any demons that approached him were cut in two the moment they approached him.

Gradually, the group of crazy low-level demons no longer dared to step forward, they surrounded Mr. Epidemic Doctor, and when Mr. Epidemic Doctor took one step forward, they took three steps back.

The vines also found Mr. Epidemic Doctor. It surrounded Mr. Epidemic Doctor and kept shaking the little red flower above its head, as if cheering.

Martin clenched his fists.

On this day, he truly understood the importance of strength.

He slowly got up from the ground, staggered, and caught up with the footsteps of Mr. Plague Doctor. A ray of hope appeared in Martin's originally desperate eyes.

"Oh, damn it, Worthy, who told you to bring people here, get them out of here!"

A nasty sound came from inside the house.

The vines swayed, as if unwilling.

"You little bastard, you dare to go against my will, your mother will pay the price for your stupid behavior!"

The abuse came again from inside the house.

Bang!
A black boot kicked open the door.

"Oh, no, you black-hearted maggot, dare to destroy the door of my house, aren't you afraid of being killed by my father!?"

From the dark shadows of the house came the sound of a nasty and terrible threat.

Martin lit the kerosene lamp in his hand, and through the dim light, he saw the dirty figure hidden in the dark corner.

Like squirming black slime, it gathered in the mezzanine behind the stairs.

An ugly head stood on top of the mountain of black, greasy meat piled up like waves.

With dry hair, a flat face, and a fat head that seemed to be swollen with a lot of juice.

"Oh, you dare to spy on my beauty, what a bunch of daring bastards, I want you to be my No.18 husband."

The ugly monster howled, and she squirmed, slowly approaching Rhodes.

With every squirm, a layer of pale human bones rose from the sticky liquid around her body.

Martin hid behind Mr. Plague Doctor, looking at everything in front of him with a pale face.

Under the mask, Rhodes narrowed his eyes.

His right hand was on the handle of the M500.

"No! Please stop."

In Walman's eyes, human beings, who were just young and delicious desserts, seemed to be filled with endless black mist at this moment.

A roaring demon hidden in the black mist appeared behind him, and endless demon corpses fell at the feet of the demon hidden in the black mist.

"Great existence, please forgive my offense."

Walman was crawling on the ground, her swollen brain trembling, she shivered in fear of what she saw.

"Where's Watson?"

"She's in the attic."

"Where is her mother?"

"Also in the attic."

"Last question, where is Voda?"

"Father went to church."

"Well, you can die."

boom!
The violent bullets tore through the air and went straight into Walman's brain.

In Walman's eyes, the demon in the black mist jumped out from behind the man and bit his head.

She knew that she would die if she said it, but she was afraid, and her brain consciousness had completely lost the most basic logical distinction, leaving only whispered and straightforward words.

Death comes.

A strange black pattern flashed across the body of the silver-white tulip gun.

Rhodes put away his gun, glanced at the full-length mirror in the lobby on the first floor, and walked upstairs.

Martin looked at the sticky headless demon corpse on the ground, and then at the back of Mr. Plague Doctor.

Eyes full of awe.

The terrifying demon is in the other party's hands, and it is like a toy, kneading at will.

Only by mastering power can one master truth.

Martin felt enlightened.

Outside the house, the group of low-level demons lingering around, finally gradually dispersed.

In the dressing mirror, an ordinary woman figure appeared.

Had Martin been around, he would have recognized this woman as Dani, who had been called the servant of the Lord.

Dani looked towards the attic with her stiff head, and finally retracted slowly.

The dark clouds covering the waning moon dissipated at this moment.

Under the moonlight, half of Dani's face hidden in the shadows became blurred and weird, and countless squirming tentacles faintly emerged, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

A strange smile gradually appeared on Dani's face, and she slowly disappeared.

A vine cautiously entered from outside the house. It swayed the little red flowers above its head, stood silently beside Walman for a while, and finally wriggled slowly upstairs.

Quiet corridor.

In the dim light.

A strange murmur came from the attic at the end.

The low-pitched mournful voice screamed.

Martin's body froze in place, as if he had returned to that night when he was 15 years old.

The picture from the past reappeared in front of him once again.

It was almost the same murmuring sound as before.

When he opened the door, what he saw was the scene where his mother became a vile creature and devoured his father.

And now, what kind of scene will appear?

The sense of fear made Martin dare not look at it.

But with the moment Mr. Epidemic Doctor opened the door.

Still Martin stared.

(End of this chapter)