My Little Devil's

Evelyne!

The moon is getting covered in black fog. The light starts to narrow and feels somewhat different. Many chants of Crickets and the howls of wild dogs that feel great squealing but this is like a cruel and manly.

Every step they took in this kumu neighborhood then the cold was gushing and felt very terrible. In fact, here is like a suburban Settlement where there are only rows of tenement houses that are not high and many guarded by stray dogs that continue to bark.

"Master! they're waiting for you."

"Hm. Go!" maxwell's word is seen standing on the edge of the road where this place stares flatly at the horde of Dogs that had approached him. The jacket he moaned because the air here is quite cold.

Not long after when Maxwell approached they immediately scattered away making Jirome just quietly call in front there.

"I've spoken to them. You can bring Mister here."

"Make sure there are no more problems" said Jirome and then turned off the connection. He turned to look at Maxwell who seemed quite happy to scare the dogs here with the air not wearing from his body.

"Master!"

"Tell Jack I'd like one more Doberman," Maxwell's pinta who wants his Balmon in the House there to have a friend.

Dobermanns are a type of ferocious dog that have strong intimidation. Maxwell had one in his house and he thought only Balmon could hunt with him.

"They were too timid," hissed Maxwell continued in his footsteps. He was used to come here until his arrival was certainly welcomed by the Kakap class criminals here.

And it's true. Not until Maxwell steps away just a few steps ahead. Suddenly a group of people dressed in all black were approaching towards him.

One of them is a man with dreadlocks and his face filled with stitch wounds and as a result this is so terrible. It was Hunter who became the head in this Dark Trade.

"Master!" he said respectfully and so did the other colleagues.

Maxwell immediately returned to his dual personality stellan. He was silent, a sign that there was no problem this time.

"Master Max! We have prepared everything you want. These are the new kids who are coming into our market."

"Make sure they don't bother me" heed Maxwell and it's a boon for all of them.

The Hunter escorted Maxwell to a casino that was hidden from this road. Initially it was quiet like an ordinary settlement but after entering into a Gate guarded by two men with the head of the sign they were displayed again with the same Buildings but in storing heaven the world.

There are gambling places that have been filled with many people and many more illegal spots such as Drug trading places and women sales here.

At the arrival of Maxwell they all looked silent when it was originally so crowded. No one dared to move from his seat even breathing they could bear.

"T..Master!"

"Continue!" sambar Jirome did not want to make Maxwell who was ignoring the comfort women who had accompanied the gamblers men here.

Looking at Maxwell who was getting uncomfortable with these women, Hunter immediately stared intently at his comrades who instantly pulled these mini-clothed Women to get out of here.

They rebel but also can't stand the intimidation and charm of Maxwell that makes their core parts pulsate.

"Master! Please!" said Hunter pulled over but Maxwell's sharp eyes saw that there were not only people here who wanted to have fun.

There was a handgun thrusting from the 3 directions leading to him. Their distance was determined by Maxwell and his arrival here was leaked to the enemy.

"Is there another invitation?" maxwell asked with a calm gesture but his face was too unpredictable. They looked at each other not knowing but this was clearly a question of death.

"T..The master! You mean.."

"You invited the others?" maxwell just looked straight ahead. Hunter was silent to look around him. There were only people who used to make illegal transactions here.

"We just found out you're coming tonight. The master! So, we can't invite anyone."

"Hm. It makes sense" Maxwell murmured from the puddle of water reflected by the light of the lights around here.

Its members have prepared with a pistol that has been fully filled because enemy members have actually been lurking since.

Feel the atmosphere is so impressive Hunter know if there are not only them here.

"Master!"

Maxwell was silent but a second later he grinned at Jirome who immediately shot towards the places they had been aiming at earlier.

Instantly the slashes of the bullets clashed fiercely making everyone run to save themselves. The casino windshield broke with bottles of drinking was destroyed because the hot tin of each member did not want to budge.

"Yahoo!!!"

Shouts to the Woman when One by one the body of the enemy members has been bounced with the head that is out of shape. So did the cries of the children who had been in brackets in a room not far from this casino.

Bloodshed was everywhere but Maxwell was just standing in the same place even he liked the sound of these firearms passing through his body but not the edges of his jacket at all.

He likes to see the ability of his Members in the show on People here and obviously they all paled to see how the enemy members collided with the situation without life.

"Black Devil is terrible, indeed," hissing they could not imagine how Maxwell could stand there watching this execution.

"Return all the wreck at its source!!" tell Jirome and embrace them.

"good. Aging!!"

They immediately broke down and dragged the corpses in this bloodstained to exit the Casino area.

Seeing that Maxwell was very satisfied. He walked past the people here until Hunter regained consciousness escorting him to the arab room next to the casino.

The light was lit bright enough that when the door was opened, the sound of this cry made Maxwell clench.

"Choose one of them" Maxwell murmured withstanding the heat within his body. He was so sick of seeing pale faces and flaming frightened eyes as if asking for help.

"Girlaass!!! Release hiks!!!"

Hunter's looking for a kid who can still be taken away and certainly healthy. Everything is still around 7 years old with both hands hanging onto the iron bars that cross the room and some under 5 years old are crying freely because they can only seeing the other children chuckling hysterically.

"Master! What do you want to look for? Woman or man."

"Which didn't move" Maxwell answered straightforwardly but made Hunter stare at Jirome who knew that her Master's request was too horrible.

"Find a submissive child and not much trouble."

"How about this? Master!" tanya Hunter had already picked out the 2 Year Olds 5-year-olds who seemed to be staring at them with her plain watery eyes.

Maxwell stared intently at all of them until in one breath the cry broke.

"Damn it!!" maxwell saw that nothing fits here. He stepped out but when he wanted to leave suddenly someone pounced on his feet.

Jirome and all their members were shocked and gulped heavily as Maxwell's face hardened as the two tiny clear hands reached for the butterfly that perched at the end of the jacket he was wearing.

"Yama!!"

Call her in a voice that sounds so funny. Little girl boy with big eyes with clear old ash and adorable puffed cheeks. Her clothes looked well-groomed with short brownish hair fused with her spotless clean skin.

"Yama!!" his slurred voice tried to reach for the Butterfly in Maxwell's Jacket without any fear or even tears at all.

Not the same as the other children when they saw Maxwell they were like the angel of death.

"Yama!!! Mamaa!!"

"Youuu!!!" maxwel's wrath forcefully pulled his foot until the little Toddler fell onto this damp ground. Fairy-like clothes with a shiny transparent cloth on the shoulder area made her look like the son of a noble.

"Yama!!! Mamaa!!" his screech rose up with the fat short leg back on tiptoes grabbing the end of the already fiery Maxwell Jacket instantly took out the Gun in his hand which pressed the boy's smooth forehead.

"Yetinaan!!"

Screeches someone from the side until they see a simple looking middle-aged woman approaching with a frightened and panicked look directly holding the little Boy.

He immediately lowered his knees to this damp ground with his head lowered and eyes glazed over.

"T..The master! Sir forgive my daughter. Forgive her!"

"Mamaa!" muttered the little one smilingly looking at the Butterfly that had alighted on the head The vulnerable middle-aged woman was hugging him right now.

Maxwell was silent with his jaw hardened and the gun ready to explode. He was not at all pity with all this even felt so fed up.

"You're the one who replaced him."

"T..The master! L am.. I beg. Forgive me. And.."

Maxwell had already wanted to pull the Woodpecker in his hand but the little girl turned to stare at the hole the right pistol was already pointing towards their foreheads both aligned.

The pretty head was tilted as if attracted by this thing. Slowly her tiny hand was raised touching the end of Maxwell's pistol which was instantly silent as were all of them.

"Mama! Toys," he muttered looking cheerful with a smile so beautiful.

Maxwell spontaneously immediately lowered his Gun did not expect if anyone could express like this in front of him.

"T..The master! Sir forgive us. Sorry!"

"He's not your daughter!" maxwell knew that. Hunter who heard it immediately ventured closer because he knew this woman who.

"Master! He was a servant at the Old Temple of Goodness. Please let her go. Master!"

"Pura?" maxwell muttered. If not wrong Goodness Temple is a place of Hindu worshipers for their ancestors who have been without strings for a long time and including the Old.

"Yes. The master! This is Evelyne's daughter. He often plays around here. Master!" obviously Hunter's timid Gun in Maxwell's hand moved on to him.

Seeing that this Child was not afraid of his Master withdrew Jirome's initiative to break up their problems now.

"Master!"

"I don't take your advice" heed Maxwell saw that this boy was too brave. This must be very troublesome.

"Master! Where else would we find a child who doesn't cry when confronted with you? Just this."

"You don't see his gaze," Maxwell grimly pointed at this beautiful plain face with the rough end of his pistol. Jirome took a deep breath trying to understand her Master's ego.

"I knew. The master! But, your time is very limited. Anyway he'll be busy playing won't remember you."

Hearing Jiroma's convincing explanation. Maxwell silently observed barbie's eye padlock face. He also did not want to see many children in front of him and this was the last one.

"If you cry. I'm going to KILL YOU right away" Maxwell grumbled, pressing the tip of his gun against Evelyne's forehead, who suddenly grabbed the thing with a very curious look.

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