The Little Evil God in American Comics

Chapter 33 The Demeanor of the Little Evil God
Super Killer looked at the little evil god strangely, she felt that the head of the little evil god might have entered the water or was kicked by a donkey.Otherwise, he would never have reached out to her for money under such circumstances.

Rolling her eyes, Super Killer showed a strange smile: "Want money? Yes, I may not have other things, but money is no problem."

"Really?" The little evil god's eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with joy.

"However, my money is not so easy to earn. Now, you take this." Super Killer smiled, tipped her toes, picked up the gun directly from Huang Mao's hand, stretched out her hand to grab it, and threw it to Little evil god.

"Is this a gun? I saw it on TV." The little evil god was full of curiosity, looking at the gun in his hand over and over again.

"Next I'm going to attack here. Everyone in here is scum, and they all deserve to die. And I'm only one person. If you want to make money, then rush in with me with a gun. Every time you kill a person, I'll give you—wait, stop!" Super Killer originally planned to make a joke with the little evil god.She didn't think that the little evil god looked ordinary, no, it was a girl who seemed mentally retarded who dared to rush in with her and kill people.

It's just that before the super-killing girl finished talking, I saw the little evil god playing with the gun in his hand curiously, and then looked at the barrel of the gun with eyes full of curiosity, as if to see what was going on inside the barrel.At the same time, the little evil god's hand was already on the trigger.

boom!
With a gunshot, Super Killer saw a stream of blood spurting from the little evil god's head, and then fell to the ground.

"Oh, no!" Super Killer looked down on the ground, one eye had turned into a bloody hole, and red blood and white brains flowed out of the hole.

Just from this appearance, Super Killer already knew that the little evil god was dead and couldn't die anymore.

Super Killer looked at the scene in front of her with a dazed expression, she felt a little regretful, even a little guilty.If she had known that the IQ of the little evil god was so low, she would never make such a joke, and would never hand the gun to the little evil god.

Obviously she had just rescued the little evil god from the hands of three villains, but the little evil god died at the muzzle of the gun because of the gun she gave her.It's almost as if it's someone who's overkill.

Of course, Super Killer wouldn't find it unusual to kill people, because she had definitely killed quite a few people.It can be said to be cruel.But she doesn't seem to be implicated for no reason. When she acts, she almost always deliberately bypasses innocent people.But now, an innocent person died because of her, in front of her.

Killer regrets, feels guilty, and even a little uneasy.Killing is fine, but innocent people are implicated, and it is even her own fault, which makes Super Killer uneasy.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts so much!" Just when Super Killer's mood became low and depressed, she suddenly heard the voice of the little evil god. There was no weakness in this voice, it was still that kind of Full of vitality.

Super Killer felt very incredible, turned her head suddenly, and looked at the little evil god.

Sure enough, the little evil god had already sat up from the ground at this moment, with blood and brains still on his face and head.With one hand, he covered his eye, which had a blood hole from being shot.

"You, you, you are not dead?" Super Killer felt as if she had encountered something incredible.

"Hiss, it hurts so much! Hey, you bastard, why do you ask me if I'm dead or not? How could I die? Let me tell you, my little evil god is a demon with an immortal body." The little evil god said In the meantime, the hand covering his eyes has been released.

Super Killer's eyes widened, because she found that the original bloody hole of the little evil god had disappeared, and except for the blood and brains on the little evil god's face, there was no trace of any injury at all.

This is definitely the first time Super Killer has encountered such a situation. This kind of guy is not at all the physique that a human being should have.If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

Wiping the blood and brains from his face, he threw it on the ground casually, shook his slightly dizzy head, and with a snap, a brass-colored bullet was hanging on the ground, and the bullet was still stained with blood.

Super Killer swallowed her saliva: "You, who are you? No, what are you? What? Vampire? Werewolf? Wizard? Elf? Angel? Or demon?"

"Devil, didn't I say that? I'm a devil! Devil! By the way, what did you just say? When will you give me the money?" The little evil god felt that his head was not so dizzy, and he began to ask Super Killer again. money.

While Super Killer is unbelievable, she also feels a little speechless.Is this guy who claims to be a little evil god really a devil?At this time, I was still thinking about asking for money.Also, shouldn't demons be very vicious, very vicious?Why is this mental retardation?
"Um, money, money. I can give it to you at any time." Super Killer was a little confused.

"Really? Then give me the money, give me the money!" The little evil god's eyes lit up, and he rushed in front of Super Killer with a whoosh, and stretched out his small hand in front of Super Killer.

"Um, money, money, I, I only bring these now. I don't bring the rest with me." Super Killer took out a few banknotes and a few steel coins from her pocket.

The little evil god's eyes lit up, and he snatched the money with a whoosh: "Hahaha, the money is mine now."

"that--"

"I won't give it back to you."

"I know, that—"

"It's already mine, the money already belongs to me, Little Evil God."

"No, I mean—"

"I will definitely not give it to you." The little evil god stuffed the money into his pocket, rolled his eyes twice: "I'll run!"

Whoosh, the little evil god disappeared from Super Killer's sight.Leaving Super Killer alone standing there with a dazed expression on her face.

"I mean, if it's possible, I can give you all the money you get after the murder..." Super Killer's own voice echoed here.

……

"La la la la... that's great, money, money, money. So much money just for a trip. Ten, fifteen, twenty... 15 dollars and five cents! Hahaha .It’s almost a hundred. Plus the money I saved, it’s enough for another ten consecutive draws. Hahaha. Little evil god, I’m smart. Hehehe.” The little evil god counted the money in his hand again and again.Then he looked smug.

"Hehehe, my little evil god is a devil. How could I help you work for money? This is my little evil god's demeanor. Hehehe." The little evil god smiled more and more complacently.

Why do you still have to call after a power outage, or you will have an excuse not to update.

(End of this chapter)