I seem to be an evil god

Hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged man standing aside looked anxious, "Master, did you fail to sign the contract successfully? But I see your attitude..."

"No, the contract has been finalized a long time ago." As he said that, the old man took out the roll of paper contract from his arms. After taking it, the middle-aged man quickly opened it and scanned the terms on it carefully.

"Master, there is no problem with this contract." The middle-aged man looked confused at first, but he still breathed a sigh of relief, "With this ally, we are finally sure to survive the next wave."

"Hey, this is what I'm worried about." The old man turned around and returned to the cafe with an inexplicable attitude, leaving only one puzzling sentence for the middle-aged man:

In the coming wave, we may no longer be able to play the role of bystanders.

…

…

After walking a few blocks away from the cafe, Liu Dao's tense nerves relaxed. Vivian, who was floating in the air, asked with a puzzled expression:

"Master God, didn't you go to the black market? Why did you suddenly get into trouble with the Assassin's Organization? Their clothes look like they belong to the Creed Brotherhood. This kind of assassin organization with ideals will bring us big trouble."

Liu Dao shook his head. He was also confused about what happened today. Who would have thought that randomly choosing a topic to chat could provoke such an old monster.

"Things have happened and the contract has been written. It's too late to regret. Just think of finding an ally."

"Um..." Vivian opened her mouth slightly, "What's the point of having a group of assassins as allies?"

Liu Dao picked his chin with his fingers, "It can be used to spy on business secrets, or..."

Liu Dao pondered, and suddenly an idea came to him, "It can also be used to assassinate the managers of the other group."

"Master God, I have another question." Vivian spoke again.

"What's your problem?"

"Do we have a good relationship with this assassin's guild?" Vivian sounded confused.

"Our relationship with them..." Liu Dao pondered again, thinking of the fight between him and the old man in the underground black market, and then a wave of 'blade negotiations' in the opponent's stronghold.

"Considering the contract we just signed, it's not bad."

"Is it good enough to allow the other party to waive the commission?" Vivian ruthlessly pointed out the sad fact, "If we need to use gold coins to hire, what is the difference between us going to the exchange to find someone to do the work?"

"Hmm..." Liu Dao pondered again. The contract he signed with the old man did not involve much about the power of both parties. It was more about the detailed terms of the master-level offensive and defensive alliance.

To put it simply, two adults made an agreement. From then on, XX and I were sworn brothers. If one was beaten, the other would definitely lend a helping hand.

As for the rest of the family members related to these two adults, it is enough for both parties to maintain a distance where they can greet each other and occasionally talk for a few words.

"Ah!" Liu Dao suddenly screamed. He pointed at a shadow in the distant light, "Vivian, I know the person in front of you. Find a place to hide."

As he said that, Liu Dao immediately ran a few steps towards the figure, "In this case, you go back and report today's situation to Smith first, and I will hold this person back. Our relationship cannot be exposed."

Vivian stared at Liu Dao who was running away in shock. In the end, she could only shake her head slightly and hide her figure in the darkness.

Liu Dao breathed a sigh of relief quietly. What happened today was a disaster for him. Against a master-level expert, he had no time to think about the pros and cons of the matter, so he could only rush through it first.

Liu Dao followed the guidance of the light and came to a familiar figure. The other person's blue hair looked a little green under the yellow light. He was the enthusiastic young man Nylon he had seen before.

When Liu Dao came over, Nylon squatted on the ground with his back to him and drew his arms on the grass. When Liu Dao looked from behind, he could only see the opponent's arms swinging back and forth.

"Nylon, it's so late, why haven't you gone to find your brother yet?"

Liu Daosheng asked. The black market opened around 8:00. After the market closed at 12:00, he struggled with the Blade Master. It was already 2:00 in the morning, and the city was as lonely as a dark place. Cave.

In response to Liu Dao's words, the blue-haired boy squatting on the ground said nothing, his arms still shaking back and forth in a hurry, as if Liu Dao was not calling him.

"Nylon!" Liu Dao reached out and patted the young man's shoulder. The light in the dark night made the young man's face look sallow, and coupled with his expressionless face when he turned around, it was really scary.

Liu Dao blinked, and in a daze he seemed to see the enthusiastic young man showing a cold smile, but when their eyes met again, the other's expression returned to enthusiasm.

"Brother Gaia." After Nylon stood up, he squirmed awkwardly in front of Liu Dao and stepped unnaturally on the ground with his feet.

"What are you doing so late?" As soon as Liu Dao spoke, memories of what he had experienced not long ago flashed through his mind. The scene at the moment was so similar, with dim lights, dense grass, and a boy squatting on the ground and scratching around. .

"Ah, I, I'm..." Nylon said, his voice as small as a mosquito's chirping.

Is Nylon also looking for bloodline bugs to sell gold coins? Wasn't his brother Dylan a coach at the club? The salary from the club should be fine to support two people, one big and one small, right?

Liu Dao was confused, but then he thought: But since his brother is a professional, he probably spends a lot of money every year. Looking at Nylon like this, he should also want to wake up...

Thinking of this, Liu Dao couldn't help but soften his tone. Everyone who works hard deserves respect. Liu Dao thought to himself, as long as there is no conflict with me, everyone deserves respect.

"Nylon, don't wander around outside so late. Although there are demon hunters patrolling every day, there are still dangers in the city. So," Liu Dao stood up, "I will send you back now. If you have anything to do, I can do it tomorrow." .”

The blue-haired boy looked at Liu Dao hesitantly for a few times, and finally reluctantly left with Liu Dao. Before leaving the light area, the blue-haired boy looked at the direction Liu Dao came from with a dazed expression.

That’s where the breath of God is strongest…

Nylon and Dylan lived in the Harbor District, and the townhouses they rented in the surrounding blocks also looked a bit dilapidated. Seeing this, Liu Dao confirmed his suspicion.

After knocking on the door, the first thing Liu Dao saw was an anxious-looking Dylan. When he opened the door and saw Liu Dao, Dylan's expression turned gloomy.

Liu Dao didn't say anything more to him. Badilun stuffed his arms into his arms, turned around and left directly. Although Nylon had apologized to Liu Dao on behalf of his brother not long ago, Liu Dao had never been very good with Dylan.

Looking at Liu Dao's leaving figure, Dylan and Nylon looked at each other and made up their minds...