The Devil of the Walking Street

27.

The sky had already darkened, and uneven residential buildings were crowded on both sides of the not-so-spacious alley. The gray sky was set against the earth-yellow buildings, creating a sense of dilapidated beauty for no reason.

The "teahouse karaoke halls" on both sides began to open in twos and threes, and the metal shutter doors were pulled up, giving out creaking and piercing smirks.

The scantily clad women with heavy make-up stepped out of the narrow shop door with lazy steps, some with their slender waists watching the crowds coming and going, some conversing with the sisters around them with contemptuous expressions, Occasionally let out a few unexplained laughs.

Lan Ming's pace gradually slowed down, not because he wanted to admire the "skirts" on both sides of the alley—it was because he ate too much.

He decided to walk all the way back and forget it, just to digest it.

Once people are free, they will involuntarily start thinking.

Even if these thoughts are clueless, like a few bundles of headphone wires that are pulled out of the purse and seem to never be untied, they always give people hope, and they rack their brains and brains to try Come up with a clear idea.

Now it seems that I was a little impulsive when I ran out as soon as I heard Hu Bin's words.

Swell is right, how can there be such a coincidence?

Thinking of this, Lan Ming couldn't help but hesitate.

He was found again...why is he not giving up?

Always like this, interesting?

But... this time, maybe it's a chance.

Maybe everyone can speak clearly.

Maybe, what happened three years ago was just a misunderstanding.

At worst, if the conversation collapses, push Swell out...

That guy has a lot of hatred and is a good tank.

The song in the earphones cut to the next one. There was no tune at the beginning of the song, and there was a long electric noise, which was mixed with some vague conversation fragments. Lan Ming pressed the button on the earphone cord expressionlessly, and cut Song.

He decided not to run away this time.

28.

This world is full of all kinds of coincidences. Even if the probability of it happening is low, if the base is too large, there will always be some outrageous things.

Just like Matt in the United States and Brother Tangerine in China, because of the wonderful transnational friendship that happened because of a stolen iPhone.

Just like a girl in white who fell in love at first sight on the bus is actually a handsome girl.

Life is like a thunderous novel, in which all the impossible things are repeated in turns.

We all believe that the real world is the origin of logic, but things that violate logic always happen in the real world.

And never the same.

You can think of it as Murphy's Law, or what Rhonda Byrne calls the Law of Attraction in The Secret.

In short, when Lan Ming just walked out of the alley, he looked up and saw three people on the opposite side of the road, forming a "concave" character.

On the left and right stands a young man in a black jacket and a black and white peaked cap, and in the middle of them stands a curly-haired loli who only reaches their waists.

At this moment, Lan Ming's mind was not on how to walk in front of the other party generously, obey the decision just made, and open the skylight to speak honestly.

He just thought of:

[The one on the left is Erwang, right?His eyes are always so sharp. 】

[The one on the right is a few dogs...why don't you remember it? 】

[Why does Viki always like this ridiculous loli appearance? 】

【Ah...Er Wang looked over...】

Then, he completely abandoned the psychological construction of "no longer escaping" that he had just done.

He lowered the brim of his hat expressionlessly and turned around calmly.

Just run away.

29.

"Actually, I have always had a question." The young man asked, "Why is it only my name is Hadley? My brothers' names are all Dawang, Erwang, Sanwang, Siwang, and Five..." Hadley's voice echoed in the cold voice of another young man. His eyes gradually softened.

The little girl was very interested in this topic: "Originally several of your brothers had names, but that was a long time ago." She brushed the curly hair on her shoulders: "Then you were not sent out of Kamai because of poor health. Is it the Lun family?"

Hadley nodded. Since he could remember, he didn't grow up in his own family, but was sent to the Milan family - an ancient family of witches.

As for why the werewolf got involved with the witch? ——In short, it’s not because of Cupid. 【were wolf】

"A few days after you were sent away, a little pet came to the Cameron family." As if thinking of those days of flying around, Vigil showed a nostalgic smile on his face: "That guy hates you." Everyone's names are too difficult to remember, so we gave everyone a unified nickname according to the shade of fur."

At that time, Lei Nuo was still a young master who didn't know much about the world, so he also messed around with him...

"So their real names have not been used for a few days before being replaced by this 'magic' code name."

Hadley sneaked a glance at Er Wang beside Viki, and couldn't help but smile and said, "So I escaped..."

The young man called Erwang turned his head quietly, his cold eyes frightened Hadri to lower his head quickly: "What can the name represent?"

"Can't, can't... Du Lala is not Lala..." Hadley sneered: "By the way, Weiji, how is the Chinese practice you just taught you?"

Weiji nodded, and spoke broken Chinese in a funny tone: "Brother has...money...no...you don't need to look for it...is that so?"

Hadley: "Practice a lot..." Then he thought for a while: "You should say 'sister' is rich."

Virgil: "Sigh... rich."

Hadley: "..."

The young man on Vigil's right pulled down the brim of his peaked cap, and a few strands of dark gray hair leaked from the corners. His tone was like an icehouse in the cold winter, and the words he exhaled seemed to be frosted: "The owner and Da Wang went to deal with the members of the association, but you are here to discuss the matter of eating shrimp."

Don't forget our purpose of coming to China.

Viji waved his hand nonchalantly: "The owner is planning to fight a war of attrition this time! We will probably stay in China for a long time, no rush, no rush."

Hadri, like the young man on Viji's right, also used a peaked cap to cover up his unusual hair color. He lowered his head and asked curiously: "Does the master want to march for thousands of miles? Come here, besides translating and teaching you Chinese, what else should I do?"

There were no vehicles on Luofeng Street, but there were traffic lights standing in front of the zebra crossing.

The three stood across the road, talking and waiting for the red light to turn green.

Weiji stuffed his hands into the pockets of his down jacket, and tapped his feet impatiently: "As far as your physical fitness is concerned, you are not good enough. An Anxin can be a clerical job. Erwang is the best at catching kittens."

The ice-like youth has no objection to this title, and even if he has, it has long been suppressed.His voice is always mechanical and emotionless: "His intuition is too sharp, and the master wants to grind it slowly to no avail."

So are you blatantly complaining about the Patriarch...

"I said... is this traffic light broken..." Weiji looked around, and there was no passerby to ask: "It seems like we have been standing here for 3 minutes."

"Probably..." Hadley was a little concerned about the term Vigil just said: "What about the 'catch the kitten'?"

"It's like this." Erha squinted his eyes, looking at the young man fleeing across the road in a hurry: "Today will be your first time participating, but it will definitely not be the last time."

"Huh?" Hadley was a little puzzled.

Erha looked up at the traffic light again, and after confirming that it would never change to green again, he squatted down slightly, charged up, and then shot out like Li Xuan's arrow, bringing up a gust of wind and rocks.

Wiggy and Hadley, who were blinded by the wind: "..."