Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Both inside and outside, the atmosphere was exceptionally warm, but at the same time, Xiao Dao had already stepped onto the street.    

    

He came very calmly without bringing any underlings along. His hands were inserted into his pockets as he slowly walked over step by step.    

    

However, there was one thing that was extremely soft along the way. There weren't even many footsteps.    

    

A few sharp-eyed shop owners saw him and immediately retreated back into the shop and closed the door.    

    

He was very decisive, as if he was afraid something would happen.    

    

Xiao Dao had once been sold on this street a few years ago. At that time, there was also someone who stood out and sent the original manager of this street into the hospital. Of course, that time, it was not as fast as Wu Lai's. Everyone was taken care of in one move. That time, it was at least until Xiao Dao came over. Only then did he see those people being sent to the hospital. Of course, that person who acted like a hero also had quite a few injuries on his body.    

    

But at that time, the man was very excited and thought that everything was over.    

    

In the next second, Xiao Dao appeared beside that person. He used the knife in his hand, which was only about two inches long, to cut the man's throat. Blood spurted out from the man's neck. Everything was over. All the shop owners who were cheering instantly fell into hell. Everyone's eyes were blank. Their bodies also froze.    

    

That time, Xiao Dao had been wearing this. To be precise, Xiao Dao had been like this all year round, as if the clothes could control the temperature.    

    

Very soon, the bald boss also noticed Xiao Dao. The moment he saw Xiao Dao, the originally irritable bald boss immediately quieted down. Without saying anything else, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but it was mostly gloating over his misfortune.    

    

When he saw Xiao Dao appear, he knew that Liu Mang and the others were finished.    

    

The bloody scene from that day was still vivid in his mind, but even if he called the police later on, Xiao Dao wasn't caught. This street only used that person's life to exchange for a month of peace.    

    

A sorrowful hero.    

    

In the end, no one on this street dared to stand up and resist, because they were afraid of death, afraid that everything would end.    

    

Of course, more and more people moved out of here one after another.    

    

Liu Mang moved here to open his business after that matter, so he naturally did not know about Xiao Dao.    

    

Xiao Dao stopped in front of Liu Mang's shop and looked at the customers who were eating and drinking passionately. He looked around and did not see Liu Mang, so he pulled the waiter who was barbecuing at the side. He asked, "Where is your boss and your boss's friend?"    

    

"Where's the private room inside? They won't come back until they're drunk." The shop assistant didn't pay too much attention to it and said casually.    

    

I won't return until I'm drunk? When he heard this, Xiao Dao's eyes narrowed. It seemed like they were already celebrating. They really were a bunch of hotheads. Did they really think that everything would end after chasing that coward, Brother Loong, away?    

    

He shook his head and slowly walked towards the private room inside.    

    

At this time, the waiter finally reacted and shouted at him, "Who are you? What do you want? "    

    

But Xiao Dao acted as if he did not hear the waiter's words and had already arrived at the door of the private room inside. He looked at the door of the private room and raised his leg to kick it open!    

    

A waiter rushed over and berated loudly, "What are you doing?!"    

    

"Get lost." A simple word came out of his mouth. He slowly turned his head and stared at the waiter.