The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

The residents on the island have never seen dragons, and even hybrids with innate powers do not have long tails or horns.

The woman regarded the boy with his tail sticking out in front of her as a monster, and only then did she want to understand why this boy could break the front teeth of a group of gangster teenagers—this boy is not human at all!

She stared at the pair of pointed horns protruding from the top of the boy's head in amazement, and reached out to take the egg tremblingly.

The moment the eggs were delivered, the long tail on the boy's back suddenly slapped the ground, the sound was deafening, the ground trembled, and the dust that was kicked up covered the woman's vision, and the boy disappeared in the smoke in an instant.

The woman was still standing still, and there was a loud sound of smashing the ground behind her, like a long whip cracking the ground, accompanied by a muffled "bang bang".

Everyone felt the earth tremble, and the intensity of the battle suddenly increased several times, but the wails around them subsided and disappeared.

The people gradually came back to their senses, staring in amazement at the strange scene in front of them—the gang members wielding sticks suddenly disappeared one after another, crossed the sky like sandbags, and were smashed to the wooden pillars in the distance by an invisible force.

That pillar was once used by gangsters to torture and execute innocent people, but now it seems to be a mass grave for gangsters.

One gang member after another was wrapped around the waist and abdomen by the invisible long whip, lifted into the air, and smashed towards the pillar in the distance accurately.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"Boom, boom—"

No one could see where the whip came from, and the gang members who were smashed on the pillar didn't even have time to scream and howl, they slammed on the wooden pillar, and fell to the ground along the wooden pillar like mud, motionless .

The movement was so violent that the gang members who were beating civilians stopped, looked around in astonishment, and retreated in panic.

The townspeople who were beaten stopped howling, but a group of bullies from the gangsters begged for mercy one after another in panic.

They couldn't see where the enemy was, they only heard the loud sound of the whip hitting the ground again and again, and every time it sounded, several gangsters were thrown far away on the pillar, death was close at hand, but they couldn't stop The enemy is nowhere to be found.

Fear overwhelmed all gang members.

The thick pillar in the distance was smashed and shook once and for all, fresh blood covered the dried blood of countless people who were tortured to death.

The bodies of gangsters and bullies one after another were smashed on the bloody wooden pillar like stones that were once used to kill innocent people. The sandbag-like corpses slowly slid down the wooden pillar, and the stench of blood diffuse.

The dark red pillar is like a bloodthirsty devil, leading the countless innocent souls attached to it, and smiling weirdly at the gang members' bright red mouth, vengeful.

"boom--"

"Boom!"

The loud sound of the whip hitting the ground was like an announcement of death, and the arrogant and domineering gangsters ran away with their heads in their hands.

However, running away not only cannot get rid of the God of Death's pursuit, but also accelerates the arrival of death. The minions who run the farthest will be selected first by the God of Death and smashed to death on the pillar.

So no one dared to run away.

A group of gangsters howled and circled like headless flies in the center of the square. Some people threw away their sticks and took off their gang clothes in an attempt to pretend to be ordinary people, but they still couldn't escape the scythe of death.

In less than 5 minutes, the corpses of more than 300 gang bullies piled up around the bloody wooden pillar, but the little boss was not among them.

The gang leader hugged his head and hid in the gap between a garbage dump and the wall beside the street, until the screams of his subordinates outside the garbage dump completely disappeared, and a cold and slender tail slowly and gracefully wrapped around the back of his neck Grab his neck and lift him out.

Holding the gang leader by his long tail, the boy turned around and strolled towards the wooden pillar.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone saw clearly that the "whip of death" turned out to be the tail of the boy who was about to be stoned to death just now.

It was indeed a scale-covered tail, nearly three meters in length, in stark contrast to the boy's immature body.

This tail seemed to belong to a certain terrifying giant beast, but at this moment it was attached to a delicate and lovely boy.

This weird scene frightened all the people to hold their breath, silently watching the boy walk across the street holding the gang leader high with his tail.

The crowd parted to make way for the boy.

The street was quiet, no one screamed, and no one ran away.

Although this long-tailed boy killed more than 300 gangsters in just a few minutes, no public was afraid of him.

For some reason, everyone's heart began to boil inexplicably.

Even feel the silent cheers of each other's hearts.

Worried that Ilsa's dragon identity would be found out, Andre, whose face was covered in blood, supported his body and quickly caught up with Ilsa, reminding him softly: "Put away your tail and dragon horns, people here are very Afraid of dragons."

Ilsa couldn't understand what he said, so she didn't respond. She bent over and picked up the scattered ropes beside the wooden post, kicked away the corpses around the wooden post, and pressed the gang leader with his tail wrapped around the wooden post. Tie it up with a rope, take a few steps back, bend over to pick up the quick stone, throw it lightly, and hit the boss on the forehead.

"Ow!" The gang leader, who was suffocated and fainted, woke up after being hit, and found himself tied to the stoning pillar, screaming and struggling in fright: "Let me go! You bastards! How dare you touch me! Wait for Mr. Kane!" Come, you all have to die! Let alone a slum town, even if the city is massacred, you will not be let go! Let me go! Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a stone fell into his mouth.

The annoying humming finally stopped.

Ilsa narrowed her eyes and smiled, pointed at the leader, turned her head and smiled at Andre: "He likes this game, Isa will play with him, do you want to play? Here you are." He handed a stone to Andre Andre.

Andre looked at the stone in his hand, and then raised his eyes to Ilsa who smiled innocently, feeling a little at a loss.

Not far away, Bob understood the boy's words. Holding his painful wound, he struggled to get up, and shouted to the surrounding townspeople: "The boy invited us to stone those villains together, and someone wants to come together!" !"

After finishing speaking, Bob turned around and limped towards the execution post, picked up a stone, gnashed his teeth and threw it at the gang leader, shouting: "The retribution is finally here! All the innocent souls will watch you go to hell!" "

With a muffled "boom", Bob hit the gang leader with a stone on the forehead.

The crowd erupted in cheers, and the townspeople whose family members died innocently under the torture of the gangsters rushed out first, picked up stones, and threw them at the devil tied to the pillar with all their strength, ending the sinful life of the gangster leader in a short time .

Amidst the cheers, a man shouted eagerly: "The little hero is gone!"

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction he was pointing at—the boy who destroyed the gang had lost his tail and horns, his back was like an ordinary child, and he was quietly away from the crowd.

A young townsman rushed forward, took out all the copper coins on his body, held them in front of the boy, blushed and shouted, "I'm with you! Mr. Little! I'm willing to be with you! The protection fee must be paid at the end of the year!"

The townspeople rushed forward after hearing the words, took out coins and sent them to the "weird boy", hoping that he would stay in the town and become a real guardian.

Even in the legend, the islanders have never seen such a terrifying power. What surprised them even more was that after the boy with strange power defeated the gangsters and avenged the innocent dead, he did not intend to invade the town and become a tyrant, nor did he Ask them for protection money.

This is a ruler that the people on the island dare not even dream of. Even if they don't understand why this boy can grow a tail and horns, they don't care. They already believe that the boy is the patron saint sent by the gods.

However, looking at the men, women, old and children who surrounded her crying and crying, and at the dirty silver coins and copper coins in their hands, Ilsa raised her hands to cover her ears, lowered her head and slowly moved out of the crowd .

He couldn't understand what these people were talking about. The coin looked harder than black bread. He didn't want to eat it, but he just wanted to find the elf as soon as possible.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! This kid can't understand our language, let me communicate with him!" Bob's voice sounded from outside the crowd.

After hearing the words, the people reluctantly made way for Bob, and immediately surrounded him tightly after he got in, for fear that the little savior would run away.

Bob came to Ilsa and explained to him: "The townspeople want to give you the protection money that was originally extorted by the gangsters as a thank you. I hope you can accept our meager kindness."

Ilsa glanced at the coins handed around, and replied blankly: "Ilsa doesn't like to eat rocks."

"This...these are not stones, but coins, and you can buy what you like." Bob explained hastily.

Ilsa shook her head, still refusing.

"So what do you want?" Bob asked him. "At least tell us what we should give you in return."

Ilsa lowered his eyes and thought for a while, raised his eyes, and laughed, a pair of dragon horns slowly rose from the top of his head, and began to distinguish the breath.

Soon, Ilsa pushed away from the crowd and found the woman on the outskirts of the crowd. He squinted and smiled at the woman, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his thin lips.

This expression of a hungry child asking for food does not require verbal explanation, the woman subconsciously handed over the egg that the boy had placed in her hand.

Ilsa accepted the eggs as expected, but she was a little dissatisfied.

Since there are strangers around, Ilsa is too embarrassed to act coquettishly like a female dragon in the dragon domain, so she can only lift the egg to her mouth and make a wish to the egg in a low voice: "The egg is on the lamb chops, It smells delicious, Isa likes it very much."

It's a pity that only the little elf Shino can understand this kind of tactful coquettish technique, and the townspeople at the scene didn't hear that the little chubby dragon wanted to eat lamb chops mixed with eggs.

Seeing the little boy holding the egg and making a wish with tenderness on his face, many townspeople rushed home and brought all the fresh eggs in the yard to the boy.