The Devil of the Walking Street

31.

"Everyone." The man looked down at the three of them, standing on the wall that was one palm wide, unable to see his expression clearly, his tall and straight figure was as majestic as Mount Tai... It was as if it was planned, and he was full of pretentiousness: "In the presence of others Is it not good to have such nonsense on (Chinese) territory?"

Weiji smiled helplessly, and walked forward: "We didn't expect to meet him here." She spread her hands and shrugged, as if a little at a loss: "You don't understand, this little guy is too hard to catch ,—after all, the opportunity never comes again."

Siweier curled up his lips, jumped down from the two-meter-high fence, and landed firmly: "Indeed, I don't understand." He slowly stomped to the middle of the alley, blocking the sight of the three people, and put the delirious Qing's young man stood behind him: "So?"

Erwang took a step forward, stood in front of the girl and his youngest brother, and looked at Swealer expressionlessly.

Although he has always maintained such a calm look, Hadley just thinks that his brother is in a state of extreme vigilance. If he turns into a wolf shape, the hairs all over his body will probably stand up.

This man made him feel a great threat.

Hadley poked his head out and glanced at the man in the middle of the road. With the faint light of the sky, he could vaguely see a kind smile on his face.

Swell said with a smile: "Mostly, there is only one chance. Next time, guest officer, please do it early."

This is obviously ready to intervene.

Er Wang narrowed his eyes, weighing whether to fight or not in his heart.

Virgil pursed his lips, thinking about something.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze into a viscous glue that was suffocating.

Neither side showed any sign of giving in. Swell sighed and pulled at the collar of his shirt. He smiled at Er Wang, who was facing a formidable enemy, and then slowly raised his right hand.

Seeing him like this, Er Wang felt bad all of a sudden, and his muscles tensed up to the extreme in an instant. At that moment, he was like a missile that had been ignited and was about to be ejected—and then, it was difficult for human eyes to detect. He rushed to the man's side at a high speed, and the sharp claws would tear Swell's fragile neck, and the warm blood would spurt out, dyeing this remote alley red - no matter how powerful he is, the dead can't do it anymore. What resisted.

Facing legal professions, not giving him the time to chant is victory.

As for the werewolf, who has always been known for his speed, he has this confidence.

The young man's eyes turned into gray-black animal pupils in an instant, and a bloodthirsty light flashed through them.

"Don't!" Weiji's eyes widened suddenly, and at the very moment, she grabbed the wrist of the man in front of her. She held Erwang forcefully, raised her head and said decisively to the man, "We give up."

It was only a split second, the man had raised his right hand, his five fingers spread out, and his palms were facing the three of them. The young man knew that the opportunity had been lost, he adjusted his breathing, looked at the girl behind him with doubts in his eyes.

The smile on Swell's face deepened: "Really?" He clenched his straight right hand slightly, and then released it. Invisibly, some kind of inexplicable impact spread in the air.

Virgil was sure she didn't see anything, but she did feel a surge of energy disappearing from the man's raised right hand.

Thank goodness.

"Then, see you next time." She pushed back the curly hair hanging in front of her body, suppressed the surging blood in her heart, and nodded to the man.

"Let's go~" Swell tilted his head to be cute, and waved his hands impatiently, as if driving away a puppy who came to beg for food.

With a sullen face, Vigil led the two of them out of the alley.

When the people around saw someone finally came out from the inside, they all glanced at them intentionally or unintentionally, but they didn't dare to look at them openly.

Vigil told Hadley next to him: "Call back to Da Wang to deal with the mess."

Hadley nodded.

Er Wang's eyes swept over the people who pointed at them one by one, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of these people in his mind.

"I hope the matter with the association has been dealt with." Wei Ji bit his lower lip unwillingly, and turned to look at Er Wang: "Do you know why you were asked to stop just now?"

The youth responded with silence instead.

"Although I didn't feel it, do you still remember why that woman ran away three years ago?" The girl has been frowning since the beginning: "It's because of 'guarding'."

Because of a wine glass rose that is outlined layer by layer with wine red crepe paper.

What happened back then, on a larger scale, could involve the intricate and huge network of relationships behind the four parties.

At a young age, it's just a third-rate romance + danmei drama.

"Although I don't quite understand why Lan Ming didn't stay with her, but went to find Swell." Weiji paused, and continued: "But you think, it's just Swell's unbeatable appearance just now." , will there be any preparations?"

If the opponent also has "Guardian".

If you can't kill with one blow, you will be the one who dies.

It was already completely dark, and Luofeng Street was indeed bustling.

All the stores put speakers at the door, and different styles of DJ dance music were mixed together, which made people feel irritable for no reason.

Although they all spoke the same language, Hadley felt as if he was listening to a bible. He consciously walked a short distance from the two of them, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

The young man was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth: "I will tell the Patriarch what happened today."

"Do you need to tell me?" Weiji was not in a good mood, and even her tone became sour. At this time, she didn't want to pretend to be a gentle and obedient loli: "Of course I have to tell He can at least show that the direction of my efforts is correct."

Let's just say, who is this little girl named Vikie?

The relationship between werewolves and witches is not as tit-for-tat as the opposing camps in werewolf, it must be fought to the death.It didn't reach the point where, after being connected by Cupid, they fell in love with each other, and then had to kill everyone else's third party. [werewolf can also be used on Baidu "Werewolf Killer", although Latiao has always felt that the name is very annoying. 】

They are more like a relationship of mutual cooperation and mutual restraint.And the origin of this relationship has been so long that it cannot be traced back to the past.

It is worth mentioning that those witches are, almost without exception, madmen—and geniuses.

in various senses.

Virgil is one of them.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Hadley said weakly: "I said...why don't you take a planned action."

Hearing this, Viki sighed, and kicked the gravel on the sidewalk aside: "It's not that I didn't plan it, but the intuition of the devil has reached the point of frightening. Even a little premonition Or if there is a sign, he will also choose to run away without hesitation." Speaking of this, she suddenly felt relieved: "He probably feels that he has found a reliable thigh, and is finally ready to come forward."

Obviously, they just run away as soon as they meet...

Hadley disagreed inwardly.

"That's just his subconscious reaction." Vigil's heart is too clear, and he can always see through the inner thoughts of others: "Believe me, I never miss anyone."

32.

At this time, Swell, who was standing like a sculpture in the alley, reviewed what he had just done in his heart and felt very satisfied.

You should have noticed everything you need to pay attention to.

The angle is also chosen to be the most handsome half profile.

perfect!

He turned around and came to the little devil who was unconscious on the ground, squatted down, and gently lifted him up. The young man's body was weakly leaning on the man's upper body - Swell felt that the person in his arms had been unconsciously Trembling, as if enduring some painful torture.

There was a vibration in the purse, Swell put one hand around Lan Ming, and took out his cell phone—it was a text message from Hu Bin.

[Then I'll go back first?Is your nephew all right? 】

Swell looked at the sky that was almost completely dark, and the thumb of his right hand moved rapidly on the screen:

[It's okay, I just got lost. 】

He put the phone back, picked up the coat that fell on the ground and put it on for Lan Ming to cover the blood on his shoulders, and then sighed heavily.