v3 Chapter 19： The wicked should be dedicated to the devil

The third floor of this tall building.

Jack the Iron Hand is sitting behind a dark hardwood table in the study.

This is a man in his thirties with short brown hair. He looks ugly, but a pair of wolf-like eyes can make a deep impression.

Jack the Iron Hand’s entire right hand was lost because of an early battle.

Now, on his right wrist, he wears a hand with an iron hook glowing with cold.

For Jack Iron Hand, this iron hook is both a living tool and a weapon. His current name is also derived from this hooked hand.

Opposite Jack the Iron Hand, Soba was kneeling on the ground with his head down.

This boss, after being repaired by Donne in the afternoon, he took a few of his subordinates to remove the toxins and acid burns from his body, and it was not until midnight that he came back to report the situation to Jack the Iron Hand.

"Soba, at this time, I should have been on the big bed in the bedroom, enjoying two chicks. So, you'd better tell me that the female thief who sneaked here has been caught by you, and is now hanging meticulously. Wait for me in the dungeon. Otherwise..."

Iron Hand Jack sits behind the hard wooden table, and wipes the iron hook on his right hand with a piece of gauze.

His wolf-like eyes scanned Soba viciously.

"Old, boss." Cold sweat broke out on Soba's forehead, trembling, "That female thief has a very powerful backing."

"Really? What kind of backer is it?"

Jack the Iron Hand dropped the gauze on the table, got up, and walked to Soba.

"A black-haired and dark-eyed kid who is an alchemist who can use toxins and acid. He not only injured us, but also threatened to get rid of you, the boss." Soba trembled, roughly describing Donne. Appearance and clothing.

At the same time, he didn't forget to add oil and vinegar to raise Don's hatred value.

"Get rid of me? Gee, alchemist. That's amazing."

Iron Hand Jack said so, but Iron Hook Hand got close to Soba's left ear, and his sharp hook instantly pierced his auricle.

There is blood flowing down the hook.

Soba was in pain but he didn't dare to say a word, allowing Jack the Iron Hand to hold his **** ears.

"But you didn't do what you asked you to do. I obviously value you very much, Soba. So, what should I do with you now?" said Jack Irons.

Soba trembled and did not dare to reply.

"Humph."

Iron Hand Jack pulled the iron hook hand, and a small piece of blood-stained meat fell on the ground.

Soba's left ear was bleeding, so he could only raise his hand to cover it.

"The kid who knows alchemy sounds like a lot of trouble. Order to go down, let all his men know his appearance, and search for his traces around the town. Cut off his head and send it to my table. reward."

Jack the Iron Hand returned to the table, wiped off the blood on the hook hand with gauze, and then glanced at Soba who was still kneeling on the ground and daring not to move:

"If you don't do it well this time, I am not the only one of your ears. Your right hand and even your head will be placed on this table, understand?"

"I must bring back the head of that kid who knows alchemy! And the female thief, I will strip her naked and hang her in the dungeon!" Soba covered his **** ears, gritted his teeth, and screamed.

"Go down. Stop by in the dungeon and bring two chicks I haven't played with to my room... Oh?"

Jack the Iron Hand stopped as he spoke, and even the action of wiping the hand of the Iron Hook was stopped, staring at the door like wolf eyes.

The door of the room was not closed, and a figure came out from the shadow in the corridor.

"I heard you want my head? But don't bother to find it, because I delivered it to the door intimately." Dorn swaggered into the room from the shadow of the corridor.

The behavior is calm and calm, like a guest invited by the host here.

"Boss! That's the **** kid!" Seeing Donne on the ground, Soba hurriedly crawled towards the feet of Jack the Iron Hand.

"Soba, you are now like an incompetent dog sheltered by the owner." Donne sneered when he saw it.

Jack the Iron Hand looked up and down Donn with his wolf-like eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes was very strong.

At the same time, the blood volume on the top of his head has also been revealed.

What surprised Dorn was that the trafficker's head had more than 2,000 HP.

was the first little boss cult silver lizard he encountered.

has risen to lv40, and has nearly 60 points of physique points bonus, the current blood volume can be worth more than 1,900 points.

Judging from the blood volume of the two, it seems that they are at the same level.

The battle is on the verge.

"It seems that to be a terrible snake, you really need some strength." Dorn thought in his heart, not taking the enemy lightly.

"Boy, do you know you are dying?" Jack the Iron Hand fixed his eyes firmly on Don's face.

"If you saw a guard falling downstairs, you wouldn't think that way." Dorn smiled, "By the way, the girls in the dungeon are all released by me now."

"Boy, I will chop off your head, your right hand, and your annoying tongue!" Iron Hand Jack glared at Don, really stunned.

This black-haired alchemist can appear in the room, which shows that the two words he said are true.

Don just smiled.

then.

A burst of purple poisonous mist swept away from Don, and swallowed it towards Jack the Iron Hand.

This poisonous mist also contains [corrosive acid].

But this time, he didn't keep his hands anymore. Whether it was toxins or acid, they were all lethal!

Jack Iron Hand also moved.

Boom!

The hardwood table beside him was overthrown, and the floor of the room trembled. The one-armed man stepped on the table that he turned over and jumped up high, avoiding the terror poisonous mist with acid.

His iron hook whizzed and brought the wind straight to Don's neck!

moves swiftly and fiercely, like a hungry wolf rushing to eat.

is going to succeed!

Jack the Iron Hand’s combat experience gave him an excellent foreboding that this blow would surely hit!

is just a young brat after all.

Even though there are some weird methods, it is estimated that I have never experienced any decent fighting with strong men.

The iron hook of Jack the Iron Hand is within easy reach of Don's neck.

And at this time, the room suddenly filled with the smell of burning sulfur.

This taste is very strong and choking.

At the same time, Don's body shape is changing rapidly.

His body swelled rapidly, reaching nearly three meters in height, and his body size grew several laps.

stretched out a pair of huge barbed bat wings on his back, with curved goat horns on his forehead, and black and red flames around him.

His skin is also undergoing changes, becoming pitch black and hard, like a layer of rough, hot black shining rock.

Dorn’s original silk shirt and trousers shattered under the expansion of his body and then burned to ashes by the flames all over, floating in the air.

This is a skill spawned from the black goat that will fuse and transform from the [Devil's Lair].

[Demonization]!

Furthermore, before leaving [Demon Lair], Dorn deliberately brushed this skill. The current skill level has reached lv2.

clang.

The sharp iron hook that originally aimed at Donne's neck hit Donne's abdomen at this moment.

The tip of the hook hit the rocky skin and failed to penetrate the opponent's armor!

Instead, the hook itself was bent smoothly.

Jack the Iron Hand was overwhelmed by this sudden change. Even though he had a lot of combat experience, he suddenly saw a demon whose ordinary person had become three meters tall, he would still have to be stunned.

And in the two seconds that he was at a loss, Dorne was pitch black and huge, with fiery hot demon claws, already grabbing his throat.

A strong burning and suffocation sensation hit.

Jack the Iron Hand struggled with the iron hook on his right hand, but it didn't help at all.

"The wicked should be dedicated to the devil, right?"

Dorn said, his originally gentle and calm voice became dumb and chaotic at this moment, full of evil.