Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Yeah, yeah, let's have that girl have a drink with us!"

The young people at that table were laughing and joking.

"This...she, she doesn't drink..."

Seeing that the other party was relentless in dragging her daughter into the matter, the proprietress looked displeased and pulled the still somewhat naive girl behind her.

The girl, who might still be in high school, had her shy expression frozen with fear, and her eyes were misty with tears.

However, the other party became even more excited upon seeing this, and they started making fun of each other, fueled by alcohol.

"If you don't know how, you can learn."

"Come on, it's just a beer, it'll be fine."

"Young lady, practice your alcohol tolerance now so you won't get drunk and do bad things when you enter society, don't you think? Hahahaha!"

"That's right~"

That's already gone a bit too far.

Especially since the other party is a naive young girl.

Many diners around frowned slightly, displeased with the group of young people who were causing trouble while drunk, but dared not speak out because the other party outnumbered them.

Seeing the other party speaking so recklessly to his wife and daughter, the boss also came over with a grim expression to shield his wife and daughter behind him, but he dared not offend this group of people who seemed to be drunk.

He has a family and can't afford to gamble.

"Everyone, this meal is on me, and I'll toast you all, how about that?"

He forced a smile and could only plead with the crowd who were harassing his wife and daughters.

However, the other party did not seem to appreciate it.

One of the younger men tapped a glass of beer that had just been poured on the table, looking displeased.

"What are you grown men drinking for? I'm telling you, someone has to drink this glass today. If they don't, where will I put my face?"

As he spoke, he patted his face.

Then a hand with distinct knuckles reached out from the side and patted his face with the force that could give a tiger a concussion.

With a thud.

The young man was knocked down on the spot, half of his face swelled up, and he was knocked unconscious.

The once bustling barbecue stalls have become quiet.

The expressionless young man raised his foot, stomped on the young man's face with the sole of his shoe, picked up the beer on the table, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Then he put down the glass, his gaze calm, and looked around at the dumbfounded young man:

"I'll count to three, and those who haven't rolled will never have to roll again."

The young men were experienced and had seen it all; they weren't intimidated by their companion being beaten down.

Before Qi Xie could even start counting, the young man next to him realized what was happening and sneered.

Before he could utter the harsh words that were already on the tip of his tongue, Qi Xie raised his hand and slapped him away.

A crimson object, mixed with a few broken teeth, floated through the air, while the creature itself slumped to the ground and fell into a deep, infantlike sleep.

The others, who were about to curl their lips into a sneer, froze instantly.

Didn't we agree on three numbers?

Where are the numbers?!

Seemingly hearing everyone's thoughts, Qi Xie turned his head, looked at them expressionlessly, and uttered a single word:

"three."

The other young people had distorted expressions.

Count to three and start counting again from three?

And you obviously drew the food first and then counted it, right?!

Another young man next to him frowned:

"How dare you..."

Snapped--!

The other person felt that since they were separated by the table, the person opposite couldn't reach them immediately, and shouted angrily:

"You know our boss..."

Snapped--!

The shadow with its blood-red vertical eyes crawled up the trouser leg and extended from the sleeve, becoming an extension of Qi Xie's palm.

Another figure spun two and a half times in the air with a graceful, ballet-like posture before falling into a baby-like sleep.

One minute, four slaps, and four people were lying on the floor asleep.

Now no one dares to step forward.

Qi Xie glanced at a trembling young man next to him.

Snapped--!

The young man rolled two and a half times on the spot and crashed to the ground, covering his face and struggling to lift his head:

"I didn't do anything..."

"Now that the feel is right, I'll just give you a crispy one."

Qi Xie replied matter-of-factly.

The young man's expression twitched, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Qi Xie turned around and looked calmly at the person across the table.

Now only three people remain across the table. The one in the middle is the backbone who was previously surrounded by the young people, while the two on either side seem to be second-in-commands or something similar.

The man in the middle, with a weathered face, sat upright, his gaze deep and serene, exuding an air of sophistication and character. He held a cigarette between his fingers, looked at Qi Xie, and calmly said:

"Third brother, you go."

"Okay, boss."

"Kid, blame yourself for meddling in other people's business..."

A tall, dark ghostly figure appeared behind him, about two meters tall, with a hideous face outlined in blood.

A restless killing intent quietly emerged, startling those around them.

"The Strange Walker?!"

The barbecue stall owner was tense and uneasy. His wife looked panicked, slightly hunched over, holding her daughter protectively beneath her. The little girl clenched her teeth, her misty eyes staring fearfully at the terrifying, dark shadow.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd:

"A mysterious wanderer? Is he really a mysterious wanderer?"

"There's more than one... Don't forget, he's the third son..."

"The other two are also weirdos?! Are you kidding me? Three weirdos becoming gang leaders?"

"Oh no... can that guy handle this? Should we call the police?"

Amidst the tense whispers of those around them.

Qi Xie was not surprised.

Because his [Spirit Sight] ability could not be completely shut down, he had long ago noticed the faint, eerie mist on the three people and realized that they were all eerie travelers.

This also explains why these thugs wore decent clothes and seemed to be well-off.

Because any surviving weird traveler will never lack money. This is not only due to the weird points in the rewards for clearing the game, but also because the security industry or transforming forces favor travelers.

As for why these three strange travelers would associate with these thugs, it's not hard to understand.

When faced with insufficient strength and the feeling that they might die in a dungeon at any time, some people will choose to work hard to improve themselves, while others will choose to indulge their desires.

This refers not only to common sexual desires and consumerism, but also to the desire for control over power, the craving for recognition from others, and so on.

For thugs, a group that glorifies violence and money and likes to show off, being their boss, regardless of how classy it is, will at least elicit the biggest and most direct emotional response.

The only problem is that, with the [Spirit Sight] not fully activated, Qi Xie doesn't know what level of traveler these guys are.

Judging from the situation, the skill level probably wasn't much higher, so there was no need to exert his full strength and he was too lazy to remove his colored contact lenses.

"Kid, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

The third brother, quite pleased with the gasps of surprise from those around him, said smugly:

"My bizarre skill is a top-tier D-rank attack skill. Now kneel down..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his own reflection in Qi Xie's clear and bright phoenix eyes.

Then there was a female ghost wearing a plain white robe that exposed her bones, with long black hair and a tongue that reached her waist.

The female ghost stood behind him, over three meters tall, making his own dark silhouette appear small and insignificant in comparison.

And that long tongue had somehow become tied around his neck.