Elf Dark Insect Master

Wenxi City, west of the city.

Like most small cities, the streets of Vinci are peaceful and easy-going, and the whole city is like an old movie that has been slowed down.

But even in such a small city, some things that happen every moment are still not so beautiful or can be quickly forgotten for the parties involved.

A dispute was taking place in front of a hotel in the west of the city.

A pair of farmers and women whose trousers were still stained with mud. The mother hugged her disheveled daughter. She was crying non-stop. Her exposed skin, including the back of her neck, had bite marks and scratches. The father had many wrinkles on his face. He was talking to the three young boys in front of him with wide eyes.

These three young boys were all dressed in neat and clean clothes, but their eye circles were slightly darkened, and their expressions were slightly sickly pale, giving people a sense of weakness. Faced with the farmer's rough voice, they all had full eyes. of contempt.

Passers-by gathered in a circle without any surprises to watch the excitement. Some car drivers also stopped to inquire about the news, or quietly retreated and turned around without wanting to cause any trouble.

Among them was a young man with black hair and black eyes who was holding a canopy of burritos for breakfast and crouching on his shoulder with an Ibrahimovic. He glanced at the people surrounded by the crowd and said he was not curious. It was fake, so I looked left and right and selected the target.

"Sister, what happened here?"

"Hey, the handsome guy has such a sweet mouth. Isn't this what he said? These scumbags are ruining other people's girls again."

The person Wutong was chatting with was an aunt. She was actually in her thirties, not yet forty, but she was fat. She originally thought she was an uncle from the voice, but when she turned around and saw that it was a handsome young man, she immediately answered with a smile. But after all, Halfway through, her voice lowered, and she looked at the three young people, with a look of fear that she didn't realize she was secretly showing.

Wutong only listened to this half sentence and imagined a story that was staged in a small theater. Then he looked up at the big hotel sign in front of him. It seemed that this was not an uncommon story.

Seeing that the three teenagers were still being pestered by the farmer and did not notice her, the aunt felt relieved. It was difficult to stop gossiping to others, so she continued to explain in a low voice: "The old couple are farming outside the city. Yes, their daughters are studying in our city, in the nearby middle school. The leader of the three little scourges, Huang Mao, is from our local Mora family. You are also an outsider, right? Then be careful, if you want to make a living here. If so, you must not offend the Maura family. There is a bar near here. Some young girls are often drunk and taken to this hotel. I live nearby. I have seen this kind of thing a lot, especially when This is the third time these three little scourges have occurred in the past few months.”

It was very verbose and contained a lot of useless information, but Wutong still listened patiently and automatically filtered and corrected the terms with strong personal emotions. He roughly understood the whole story of the gossip in her mouth. It may not be true or credible, but based on what he saw in front of him, it was also It shouldn't be much different.

What happened next made him feel uncomfortable, but he also understood that this was what society was like.

After pulling for a while, Junsha didn't come. Instead, a male policeman came with a few men. He actually chatted and laughed with the yellow-haired boy among the three boys, and then came back and drank with a straight face. Old farmer.

The old farmer was so angry that he clenched his fist as if he was going to hit someone. The male policeman patted Hayok next to him, and it immediately made a low whining sound toward the old farmer and bared its teeth, like a basin of ice water. The old farmer's anger was poured out and his sense returned to his head.

The male policeman shouted something loudly. The old farmer's body was shaking, but his face was expressionless and he lowered his head silently and left with his wife and daughter.

The crowd silently made a way for the family to leave, and dispersed quickly. The bustle was not as good as expected. Except for the locals, the outsiders all returned to their respective shops with mixed emotions or went to whatever they needed to do. What to do.

Watching this scene, Wutong did not leave. He silently threw the breakfast wrapper and the tissue for wiping his mouth into the trash can with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Ten minutes later, Wutong arrived outside the city.

Today is the second day in Wenxi City. Yesterday I was resting and walking around to collect some information.

Now, of course, the reason for the occasional trip is the same as before, first to warm up the rumors, use Liana's talent to create a few phantoms of black elves to show around in front of people outside the city, and then let the mysterious Businessmen appeared in the corner of the square near the Elf Center, buying these strange-colored elves at high prices.

After almost a month, heterochromatic elves finally appeared on a "large scale" again, and it didn't look like fake news.

During this period, I occasionally heard that black elves of different colors appeared in some places, but this was either purely false news, or it was the case where elves such as large wolfhounds quickly passed through the woods and were mistaken for special black elves of different colors.

Some people also took the information collected before about the appearance time and environment of black elves, and tried to combine this appearance to deduce the pattern of the appearance of these different-colored black elves.

Wutong spent a whole morning doing these things, and then returned to his three-star hotel room in a hurry.

The farm matter has been resolved, and the company in Feiyun City is on track. Apart from the unknown Yutian Village family, this is the only thing he has to do for the time being, so there is no need to rush.

After having a full meal at a high-end restaurant near the hotel, Wutong took Ibrahimovic and Liana, who was disguised as Ibrahimovic, for a leisurely stroll through the streets of this small city.

When walking around, Wutong was like a curious tourist. Sometimes he took the opportunity to buy things and chatted with the shop owner; sometimes he sat under the big tree to enjoy the cool air and chatted with the old people; when he saw Some people who don't look so calm and natural will also take the initiative to say hello and ask why in a slightly abrupt manner.

Throughout the day, he learned many stories.

Write these stories on paper, organize them, and then weave them into a network. The network has a central point, which marks Maura's two words scrawled very conspicuously in red marker.

"It's available, it's available, people's hearts are available"

With such murmurs, Wutong suppressed some exciting thoughts before lying on the bed and falling asleep, waiting for the arrival of the third day.

August 2011, 8, the weather was sunny.

In the morning, Wutong got up early.

In the nearby park woods, the routine daily morning exercises also happened to allow Liana to practice her phantom ability, allowing her to use phantoms to cover up the training process with the elves, so as not to be caught by other people who also came to the park for morning exercises. See.