I'm almost reaching the maximum level of evil god, and you're advising me to change my job

"Let's watch the weather together in the evening."

"The city will be sunny and cloudy tonight."

"There will be showers in the riot ruins."

"Citizens please take precautions. The contract is eternal. Eighteen Cities will report to you."

"..."

The evening news was playing on the heavy color TV.

The signal is intermittent.

The four people sitting in the small room didn't pay attention.

Just a background sound.

They crossed their legs and held cigarettes in their hands, filling the air with smoke.

"Hongzhong."

"Bump. Five barrels."

"You kid, you can't do the same thing, right? Yaoji."

"Bang..."

"Don't be rude first, I'm crazy."

"Damn it, are you colluding? It's always you two who are messing around!"

Curses rang out in the room.

The sound of mahjong collision was clear and sweet, and cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor.

"Beep——"

Suddenly.

The background sound cuts off.

Someone looked back and saw that the color TV screen had disappeared.

It turned into a colorful mosaic, emitting a buzzing sound of electricity.

"What a broken signal."

"I'll go out and check the antenna."

As soon as the thin man stood up, he was grabbed by the collar.

"Give me the money first."

"Are you trying to run away?"

The thin man snorted coldly, took out a large stack of banknotes, and slapped it on the table with dissatisfaction.

"What nonsense? It sounds like I'm short of money."

The man's eyes were bright, he suddenly let go, and took out a red ticket with a smile.

"You really should go out and check the signal."

"It's going to rain. It'll be bad if it ruins your feng shui."

"Where did you get the money?"

"Business secrets." The thin man put all his wealth back into his pocket and walked out of the house proudly.

But not long after, the door opened again.

"Why so fast?"

"The signal is not good yet."

"Are you going to see the antenna, or are you going to pee?"

Several people at the mahjong table complained.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

The man from before was seen walking back stiffly.

Then, a man wearing a mask and cap walked into the house.

There was a thumbtack between the two fingers in his mouth, pressing against the thin man's throat.

Bang——

Huang Ye closed the door and looked coldly at the smoke-filled people.

"I want to ask you something."

Several people stood up and looked at each other with serious faces.

Hold the bottom of the mahjong table with both hands.

The cold guy hiding there gave them some confidence.

"What's up?"

Huang Ye took a tour.

Knowing that these people are all wanted fugitives in Contract City.

There are more or less murder cases on hand.

Maybe there is a way.

"It's okay."

Huang Ye paused and stopped thinking about asking questions.

The thumbtack in his hand was inserted into the throat of the man in front of him, causing blood to flow profusely.

With quick hands and quick eyes, he took out a few thumbtacks from the long pocket of his sweater and shot them at the bodies of the other three people.

"Bang bang bang!"

At the same time, several gunshots rang out.

Unfortunately, the bullets were all empty and the man in the sweatshirt ran away.

"Made, the extraordinary one."

"What a damn bad luck. You are trying to force me to believe in evil gods!"

The bodies of the three people were pricked with thumbtacks, and their clothes were quickly dyed red with blood.

They gritted their teeth and hated it.

It's just that the thin man from before was holding his bleeding neck and looked pale.

"It's hopeless."

"The arteries were punctured."

The three of them had sad faces, as if the rabbit was dead and the fox was sad.

A man approached with a gun, pointed it at the thin man's head, and shot him.

"I have a kind heart and cannot bear to see pain."

"To help you get out of trouble, just use these bills as bullet money."

"Brothers, let's all share a share."

A few people are not pretentious either.

After dividing the pile of banknotes equally, the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Playing a game is not as fast as grabbing it directly."

"It's enough for medical expenses."

"This nail is not in vain."

…

outside the door.

Huang Ye listened quietly.

After not getting the information he wanted, he left calmly.

He adjusted his peaked cap, looked at the lavender moon that was gradually obscured by clouds, and continued to look for the next target.

Ruined ruins, crowded and chaotic.

Trying to find your family is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Cultists, in particular, act in a very low-key manner and are basically difficult to detect.

Huang Ye has never had contact with him over the years.

Even the names of the previous realms are understood through the tombstones in the consciousness space.

"Since there is an advancement ceremony."

"Then once these cultists are mobilized collectively, it will probably be a big incident."

Huang Ye suspected that the disappearance of his mother and sister might be related to this.

Coming to this conclusion, I felt even more awe-inspiring.

It would be easy to kill the criminals behind him, but what he wanted was to spread the information.

There are always people who have connections with cultists.

What he has to do is force them to come to him.

Subsequently, Huang Ye traveled to casinos, red light districts, and underground black boxing. Every time he appeared, he would take away some lives and cause panic.

"It's still too slow."

Huang Ye circled around the center and outside, but no one could stop him.

Not even the extraordinary ones showed up.

This made him slightly irritable.

"Make things bigger."

The cold wind is blowing, and looking at the sky, it's going to rain.

The street was dark, as if no one lived there. Huang Ye walked on the wet marble floor, occasionally hearing the sound of rats.

In the night, dogs could be heard barking.

Although he knew that it was not easy to find the cultists.

But until now, there was no harvest, and it was inevitable that he was depressed.

Decided to change the target to the mansions in the central area.

There are many big bosses here. Although they will send their children to the orthodox city and live under the protection of the gods, they themselves cannot obtain the legal identity of the contract city. The procedures and visas for a round trip are extremely troublesome.

However, they can also pay a high price and ask the contract master to protect themselves.

Moreover, the source of their money is not clean.

It is not difficult to imagine that there must be some people who collude with the cultists.

Even provide funds and resources for the cultists.

"Although I don't know who it is."

"But if you kill more, you can always lure them out."

Huang Ye did not hesitate and went to the central area of ​​the ruins of the rioters.

Although doing so will definitely encounter a decent contract master.

Even attracted the attention of the Contract City, but he didn't care too much.

Huang Ye stepped on the puddles and quickened his pace.

But the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

The water stains on the ground had submerged his toes without him noticing, and the surroundings became dead silent.

Even the cicadas in summer seemed to have disappeared without notice.

All he could hear was the splashing sound of water.

Huang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the house in front of him, which was also oozing water, reflecting a cold light.

He stopped.

But the cold water was still rising slowly.

It buried Huang Ye's instep, with a piercing coldness.

He looked down.

But he saw a pale hand holding his ankle tightly.

In the reflection of the puddles, a man with a swollen face, his eyes widened and bulging, his gray pupils, staring at him blankly and indifferently under the rippling water.

Bubbles formed at the mouth and nose, as if struggling or spitting out water.

"Strange path."

Huang Ye was calm, and finally led the cultist out.

He reached into the long pocket of his sweater with his right hand and took out a few thumbtacks.

But the next second, he turned around suddenly.

He saw a man in a vest looking at him playfully from behind.

His appearance was no different from the weirdness in the water.

Huang Ye's eyes condensed: "It's not a strange path."

"It's a contract path."

"Level 41, Contract Master."