The Devil of the Walking Street

"What should we do now?" Wei Ji leaned weakly in front of Da Wang's paw.

"What should I do?!" The witch staff held by Nailun was slammed on the ground, and he shouted out of control: "The matter of the Milan family can no longer be delayed! We are now grasshoppers tied to a rope ! Milan’s family has suffered, and you have to play along!”

The giant wolf glanced down at the distraught young man, but didn't make any expression.

Vikki said somewhat sarcastically: "A rope? Don't laugh at people, the werewolves probably live more comfortably without the witches who make trouble everywhere."

Nairen looked at Wei Ji in disbelief, as if he just met him today: "You traitor!!"

"Aha..." Weiji lowered his head and looked at his right arm, which could not move for the time being after he had simply dealt with it: "I keep saying that I am a traitor. At this time, don't I have to seek the protection of werewolves?"

Nairen held the witch staff tightly in his hand, and the words rolled on his lips, and finally swallowed them back.

"Although there were heavy casualties... well, no one was killed." Weiji closed his eyes wearily: "At least half of the goal has been achieved."

Nairen forced herself to take a deep breath to calm down the turbulent emotions.

"Reynolds' injury also needs to be dealt with urgently." Wei Ji looked up at Da Wang: "I can't make the decision, it depends on what everyone thinks."

Nailun was a little anxious: "Wouldn't it be better to go back to Europe then?"

"Hehe." Vigil sneered: "You think he likes those witches to put a stone in his head?"

Nairen gripped the witch staff tightly with five fingers, almost crushing the bones.

"Reynolds is still in a coma, so let's listen to Da Wang's arrangement."

55.

Swell drove the van to a hidden street corner outside the pedestrian street and stopped. He didn't want to be approached by the police and the owner who reported the case the next day, and invited him to drink tea again.

The man got out of the car: "Why did you get off by yourself? Are you standing still?"

Lan Ming supported the slightly dusty body and waved his hands: "I can, today is much better than last time."

Swell thought that it was not thanks to me.

The bright yellow streetlight cast a dark shadow on the young man's face: "Go and hug Qi Wei down."

The man's anger that had just subsided rose again. He stepped up and put one hand on the boy's ear. Seeing the defenseless little devil almost clinging to the car, the rogue bishop smiled with satisfaction: "But I want to hug you more—"

Swell lowered his head, and gently kissed the boy's slender neck.

A circle of light black lines emerged, and when Svir's lips fell, they gradually turned golden again.

Lan Ming didn't quite understand why the other party's aura suddenly became chaotic, but he felt a sudden warmth all over his body, as if he was suddenly hugged into his arms in the icy and snowy winter.

"You...what?" Lan Ming hesitantly supported the man's shoulders, but the man pressed his heavy head on his shoulders and said nothing, which made him feel a little soft-hearted: "It's all right..."

The boy's soft and soothing voice stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at the "husky" who was staggering towards the end of the road with a pile of clothes in his mouth.

This……

Swell followed him and turned his head, the scene in front of him also made the man dumbfounded.

"Husky" saw the van on the corner of the street, his eyes lit up instantly, and he rushed towards it as if he had been on a stimulant.

Swell murmured: "He won't follow all the way..."

Lan Ming: "Probably yes..."

Hadley ran to the side of the two indecent postures, dropped his saliva-stained clothes, and gasped heavily.

Siweier straightened up, with admiration in his eyes: "You really have perseverance."

Hadley ignored him, still panting out of breath.

Lan Ming: "Maybe he can come to our church as a mascot."

After hearing this, Siweier thought that the mascot is you: "Be a watchdog."

Hadley grinned at Swaere.

"At that time you said that you didn't want to stay there anymore..." The little devil didn't like this werewolf he had never seen very much from the bottom of his heart: "You just abandoned Renault so decisively?"

Hadley closed his mouth in silence for a moment, then began to huff and huff again.

Lan Ming: "...Hey, you!"

In the eyes of the man, all insignificant resistance was rebuffed and greeted. Swell picked up the boy again and used violence to suppress the struggle.He said to Hadley on the ground: "I'll hold this, you hold the one in the car, and follow me back to church."

Hadley nodded excitedly.

"Also, hug me after you put on your clothes."