lost narrative poem

Chapter 151

In the end, it was also because Xia Ran was a little worried about whether the two... ghost wolves he had summoned would be effective. After all, the form of spell expression had completely changed.

And as a result of the successful first summoning, the "trace record" of this product will be registered in some form by the corresponding spell.

In other words, when he entered the mission world, the one he summoned might still be this guy, instead of other more normal ghost wolves... Although he couldn't say it to death, he always felt that the possibility was very high.

So I have to go and see if Gouzi can come in handy - even though it is called to summon a magic pet in name, what he really wants is not a simple magic pet!

After walking out of the house, Xia Ran looked at the night sky where there were hardly any stars, thought about it, and then chose a direction to go straight forward.

Although he doesn't like to wander around very much, he has read the city map, and combined with some news about vicious cases he has seen before, and summed up the areas where those things happened, he will naturally know which places are more suitable as test locations .

Xia Ran walked forward while bowing her head, while searching for the information she needed on her mobile phone, and quickly found the information she needed. It was blood-stained, shocking posts and pictures, all of which were accusing and cursing certain people. people.

Go to confirm the authenticity first, he thought so, the figure disappeared into the shadows under the night, like a dark knight...

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Time: Around a little closer to midnight.

Location: It's not a particularly remote place, but it can be said to be very prosperous. There are movie theaters, video game dance halls, bars, etc. From late night to dawn, there are endless crowds. It is a standard red light district.

And as a red-light district, there are not only these seemingly well-behaved industries, but also such as adult clubs and love hotels.And behind a bar, in a room that is basically impossible for outsiders to know.

"...The operation this time was a failure. The money was gone, the goods were gone, and the people were gone..."

A slightly feminine voice resounded in the air amidst the calmness, and it seemed to carry a strong smell of blood... No, it didn't seem like, but there was indeed a strong blood in the air.

The high-end carpets were all dyed red with red bright red liquid, reflecting the bewitching blood-colored light under the lights. A person or a person's body was lying there, unconscious or possibly dead.

Not to mention the blood stains all over his head and face, there are still glass shards scattered all over the place. Judging by the number, he doesn't know how many wine bottles have been smashed, and the strong smell of blood can hardly conceal the smell of wine in the air. , Presumably the liquid on the ground is not all blood.

There were four or five other people standing around in a circle with expressionless faces, without looking sideways and without saying a word.

At this time, all the people who appear here are the boss's confidantes, and they naturally understand what to do to be the right choice.It's not that no one has friendship with that poor guy on the ground, and they may still call each other brothers on weekdays, loyalty comes first, and they live and die together...

But for now, forget it, this guy messed up such a big thing, and caused the boss to suffer heavy losses. He must not survive. It is estimated that the body will have to be transported out and sink into the bay later.

They didn't know each other very well, so they couldn't afford to risk going on the road together to say something for each other.

"What do you think about this matter..." The boss sat on the sofa, stepped on the head of the man's corpse on the carpet, and stomped hard, his voice was so calm that it made one's heart chill.

"...Boss, I think the Jiying team has been deceiving people too much recently, we must show them some color!" A person hurried forward and expressed his opinion in a hurry.

It looked like those non-intelligent lines that would only be spoken by low-level characters, but in fact, how could it be possible for him to have no brains if he could get to this point? He was just trying to figure out the boss's intentions.

Because despite the fact that the latter seems to be very calm, in fact, no matter who has been smashed such a large amount of business and caused such a huge loss, it is impossible to take it for granted. Unmoved.

Any gas can be swallowed, only the dead.

And if the boss had been completely unmoved, he wouldn't have been so violent just now and smashed the guy in charge of that matter to death with a wine bottle... That's right, he was definitely dead, no matter how hard he was, he couldn't hold it back Headshots like that.

This shows that the boss is actually mad with hatred in his heart. He just followed the other party's mind and said what the other party wanted to do most.

"Hmph, of course we have to show them color...they've become more and more arrogant recently, and really feel that they are the underground emperor of this city..." the boss said through gritted teeth, his eyes became even colder.

That's what he really thought, how could he bear it when others were already riding on his head?

"But the Jiying team is not easy to deal with..." Another confidant hesitated for a moment, but said cautiously, revenge is of course necessary, but the strength gap between the two sides really needs to be looked at directly!

"They not only offended us, but also offended other people. We may consider uniting with others. I heard that just last month..."

"Wait, Yiyi Zheng seems to have an only child, can we start with this..."

"It's not good to do this. There are some bad rules, and his son is also protected. We can't take everyone to kill people in the street. If we do that, we will die faster..."

"It doesn't take too many people. I heard that the group of people protecting that kid have been beaten twice in this period of time, and some people have been beaten to the hospital. They may be idiots themselves, and they are not so exaggerated... ..."

When it came to the topic of how to retaliate, several people immediately regained their energy, and all of them used their brains to brainstorm.

--boom! !

But at this moment, a faint ringing sound came from the bar in front, interrupting all the sounds.

"..."

"..."

All the words came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. The one just now... seemed like a gunshot?

After all, no matter how you say it, this country is not a free and democratic America——

The gunfight dream of [-] million people has shaped every day of freedom and democracy, so that the sound of motorcycles can be mistaken for gunshots, and the crowd in Times Square in New York can be scared to flee immediately.

It is completely understandable that the happiness index is so high if you go to the street to buy a vegetable, you may encounter a country that is suddenly popping up.

But other countries are different. Many people have never heard gunshots in their entire lives. Even if they heard it, they would not know that it was really gunshots. Set off firecrackers.

It is precisely because of this that although this group of people has come into contact with the level of firearms, they do not deal with them often-this thing is really at the last moment, a last resort, and they are not arrogant enough to think that they can wait for others in the city every day. Shootouts everywhere.

So now it took a second or two before they realized what it was.

The next moment, even the boss on the sofa jumped up immediately. Everyone quickly took out their weapons, then opened the door and rushed out, as if they had rehearsed, without hesitation at all.

problem occurs!Something must have happened!

Although I don't know if other gangs have come to the door, but hiding in that room is definitely a dead end, so I can only rush out immediately.If the situation can be recovered, he can stick to the bar like everyone else, and if nothing can be done, he can quickly retreat through the back door...

Of course, everyone is not stupid, so they naturally understand that they probably have to retreat immediately.

Because this bar is very secretive, it is not open for business. Only trustworthy people can be here, but it means that the number of trustworthy people must not be many, but the enemy still came over unknowingly.

The boss was so angry that his eyes were red, and he couldn't even maintain his superficial calm. He had never suffered such a big loss, and after secretly getting angry, he wanted to...

What's next?He didn't know, because just as the group of people rushed out the door, they happened to see at the fork in the corridor, under the bright lights, there was a large pool of blood and a broken arm holding a pistol.

On the surrounding floors and walls, there were shocking scratches and drag marks, blood spattered several meters away, and even drops of blood were falling on the ceiling... It was completely impossible to imagine what was going on , will leave such traces.

Everyone was suffocated, why is the enemy so cruel?

And already killed here?But why is it so quiet, where have all the people gone?

"..."

"..."

Probably the scene was too weird, everyone subconsciously held their breath, not daring to make a sound, not daring to move, even though the back door was behind them, on the other side of the corridor.

Because I sensed a particularly ferocious aura, it was nearby...or not far ahead.This is a beast instinct associated with danger that humans have had since ancient times.

It was quiet, only the slight sound of blood dripping on the corridor floor, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

Probably because they were all staring at the front subconsciously, they almost all had an illusion vaguely, as if there was something more in their field of vision, and there seemed to be the outline of something in the air.

Blurred and indistinct, just above the pool of blood, there are even some mottled bloodstains floating in the air, as if attached to the surface of something, flowing down quietly...

It should be just an illusion, right?A few people didn't know if they were dreaming at the moment, but in the next second, the pupils of all of them contracted at the same time——

Because a huge paw print suddenly appeared in the corridor, dripping with blood, it seemed that the invisible thing suddenly took a step... Then two steps, three steps, bloody paw prints appeared in the corridor on the floor, approaching them.

This scene is completely beyond their comprehension. It's okay if the hostile forces come to seek revenge, but what the hell is that invisible monster now?

In an instant, the coping ability of this group of people was fully displayed beyond the standard level. They didn't even waste the time to shout, but turned around and started running wildly!The boss at the back rushed to the back door at the end of the corridor at the fastest speed.

The next moment, it was natural to rush out the door, and then...

etc!What's the matter with this door, why can't it be pushed open?The boss's face suddenly changed wildly, and he turned the doorknob desperately, only to find that the doorknob could be turned, but the door just didn't move at all, as if it was welded there.

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In a secluded and dark alley outside the back door.

The boy put down the welding torch in his hand, reached out and touched the welded place, and nodded very satisfied. It seems that he is indeed a genius, and he can do anything, as long as it is something he is interested in doing.

He squatted down, packed up the welding torch, welding rod and other tools, and slowly put them into the toolbox next to him.

At the same time, there seemed to be faint roars and screams coming from behind the door, but because the sound insulation was so good, it couldn't be heard clearly. It was just the gurgling blood dripping from under the door...

"Helping others is really a joyful thing..." The young man tidied up his tools and expressed his heartfelt emotion, "It's a pity that no matter how hard you work, there are no points rewards."

It seems to be because this is the main world he was born in, and he himself is in the cause and effect of this world?

(End of this chapter)