Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Chapter 59: [Shell Street] He began to think about the feasibility of jumping out of the car while the speed was still slow

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Elida felt that Naren was deceived by Searles during his absence, and Naren felt that Alida became morose when he was in a relationship. He was sitting on a comfortable chair, and was about to have a more in-depth conversation with Elida, but he felt a pulling force.

"What's wrong?"

Elida said with a sullen face, "Go to my car."

"..." Are you a primary school student

Naren wouldn't move.

Eleda: "When I think of myself sitting in Searles' car, I feel like I can't breathe. Don't you think it's awkward?"

Nalen said indifferently: "It's pretty good."

Eleda: "...you have changed."

Nalen: "Sells drives the car himself, what else am I not satisfied with?"

While speaking, Nalen leaned back on the soft back of the chair. He patted the seat cushion and signaled to relax: "The R-class sports car is a limited edition, with excellent comfort." The key is that Sells is still willing to take him on a roller coaster.

Ailida was heartbroken: "Is it a problem with the car?!"

Naren stopped talking, he didn't want to move to Alida's sports car just yet. But Elida has just experienced a emotional injury, which is a sensitive period of fragile soul, maybe he should be more tolerant.

After a long time, he hesitated and said, "Okay, if you insist."

Ailida still couldn't be happy: "You don't like my little green anymore?"

His eyes looked like a resentful woman who had been abandoned from beginning to end.

Little green

Nalen's face froze, that emerald green sports car...

Ailida's eyes were full of injuries, "You were the one who strongly recommended Xiaolu to me back then." He also said that only such a warm green color can match his uninhibited personality!

If it weren't for Nalen's rhetoric, he wouldn't have chosen such a car with a strange color!

The gray-green eyes blinked, and quickly realized that this was another deep pit—out of some indescribable mentality, he encouraged Aleda to buy a maverick sports car, and it was indeed his youthful arrogance that committed the crime. wrong.

In the end, I found out: Being a good friend is unavoidable. To some extent, it also lowered his own taste and aesthetics...

Nalen could only sigh, and said against his conscience, "Little Green is fine."

At this time, the body trembled, and Sells started the car.

Eleda looked over nervously and asked, "Where is he taking us? Why are we riding in his car?" The big man became extremely sensitive now: "Naron! What does he want to do?"

Nalen reassured: "It's okay, calm down."

Eleda slapped the lifting board, indicating that he wanted to talk to Sells.

Naren: "He can't hear. R-Class limited edition, the sound insulation of the lift plate is very good."

Leeda: "... I know this is a limited edition R-class sports car, so can you do whatever you want with a luxury car?"

Naren froze for a moment, and said sincerely, "Fasten your seat belt."

Eleda: "..."

He began to think about the feasibility of jumping out of the car while the speed was still slow.

And the only partner in this car has already nestled leisurely on the seat, and the whole person exudes a relaxed, cozy and comfortable atmosphere? !

Perhaps Elida's resentment was so heavy that Naren had to restrain himself.

He asked, "What's going on with you and Langa?"

Elida: "..." The big man who suddenly turned back to the central figure of the topic held his breath, faltering and not speaking.

Naren tentatively said, "Could it be that you..."

"No!" Elida said firmly, "He is a complete liar!"

Elida said again: "Naren, I have nothing to do with him anymore. After he hurt you regardless of my feelings, that little bit of false friendship has disappeared."

His gray-green eyes flickered, and Naren said: "He escaped from Asha's prison and spared no effort to smear me on the Internet. This trial also has his share of credit. Moreover, he approached you for Scepter."

A few words revealed Chongzi's true face. He hoped that Ailida could have a new understanding of Langa, get out of the false appearance of "primary boy", and re-understand objectively.

It took a long time for Elida to say: "I should have known. How could someone fall in love with someone for no reason in this world? Unless there are other plans."

"Someone" doesn't look like it.

At this time, the car made a sharp turn and slid to the right.

Nalen grabbed the seat belt and said dissatisfiedly, "Sells!"

The lifting board was lowered, and Sells turned his head: "Langa has appeared."

Naren made a decisive decision: "Then speed up! Wait, I want to sit in the front row."

Ailida panicked: "Langa? No, what acceleration?"

Sells pressed the button, and the passenger seat quickly deformed and shrank into the bottom of the car, while the seat under Naren began to move forward slowly.

Ailida watched helplessly as his friend abandoned him.

Naren asked, "Where is he?"

Sells gave the name of the place.

Nalen frowned: "Sher Street?"

The black streets of the imperial capital are filled with homeless people and unemployed people. Sometimes it is indeed a good place to hide filth.

Sells waited for him to sit down, and immediately adjusted to the highest speed.

"Peng—" There was a dull impact sound behind him, Alida covered his forehead, his expression turned pale: "Slow down, slow down!"

"You've been reminded to put on your seat belt," Nalen said.

Ailida wanted to cry but had no tears: "It's not about this problem! I don't want to go!"

He is not yet ready to face Langa, let alone experience the extreme speed mode.

However, his weak resistance could not shake the two people in the car. By the time the car arrived at Xielin Street, Aleda had already undergone rapid sublimation, and he was in a trance.

The street was cleared, and Sells and Nalen got out of the car.

Nalen looked around and asked, "Is the person still inside?"

Sells said: "Andre blocked the people. But the body of the haze worm is very small, so it is difficult to find it."

Eleda tightened his seat belt and slipped weakly from the car.

"This place looks familiar."

The scenery in Xieer Street is bleak, and now it is the national holiday of the hunting festival, but there is not much festive atmosphere here. The passers-by were in a hurry and had no interest in the sudden appearance of a group of soldiers. The more you walk in, the more you feel that this street is out of place with the entire imperial capital.

Elida grabbed Naren violently.

"I seem to have been here."

Nalen wondered: "When?"

Eleda turned his body sideways and blocked Sells with his back: "There is a beautiful boy here."

Naren: "You..."

Eleda winked and gestured to Sayers behind him.

After several hints, Naren understood.

"Hijin?"

Alida was taken aback, and nodded.

Before that, he was instigated to find a beautiful boy who pretended to be Searles' one-night stand, so he thought for a long time and went to the black street. It was there that Xijin met him. Before that, the amnesiac gold-eating bug had been living here. If he was really the criminal who stole the scepter, then here...

Naren said quickly: "Take us there quickly."

Ailida hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and brought the two of them to the door of a restaurant: "I met him here, and the owner of the restaurant is his landlord."

The landlord was a man with a somewhat fierce face. After hearing about the intention of the three of them, he said: "Xijin, that boy is quite nice. He usually stands at the door of the restaurant and solicits business for me. Here, this room is Let him live for free."

He took him to a warehouse in a corner. The warehouse was very small and didn't even have a window, and he could smell a strange smell when he entered.

Naren couldn't help covering his nose.

"Is there a light?"

The landlord laughed dryly: "Ah, the lamp, it's been broken for a long time, and I haven't had time to fix it."

Sells turned on the terminal and called out the flashlight, and immediately, he had a clear view of the small black room less than 5 square meters. It was stuffed to the brim, and a small bed was full of sundries, with only a small space in the middle that could allow people to curl up and lie down.

The landlord said: "It's kind of crude haha."

Naren looked over with a chill.

landlord:"… "

Although this place is terrible, it is already very good for a bug star who has amnesia, penniless, and unknown origin. No wonder Xi Jin is willing to pay so much for Elida's "huge sum"...

He started rummaging. I remember that Xi Jin once told him that after waking up, he only had a nameplate and a gemstone by his side, and for the friendship between them, he would give the gemstone to himself.

The real value of this national treasure comes from the emerald gemstone above the power. Its age is longer than that of the Shasha Empire, and it is said to be the most solid existence of known substances. Nalen once witnessed the scene of Luye holding the scepter. Under the sunlight, the emerald green gems were shining brightly, as if there was a stream of light in it. Countless emperors have forged authority for him, and in this generation, the forger of authority is Luye's great-grandfather.

The material is pure gold... It seems to be the favorite taste of gold eaters.

Naren: "..." At this time, we can only hope for luck, and hope that Asha's scepter is still safe.

There was only one bed in the small warehouse, and Naren could only curl up on the bed, trying to find something from a pile of debris.

Sells turned his head, sent Elida and the landlord aside for an in-depth negotiation, blocked the door by himself, and waited quietly.

Naren: "What is this?"

He touched something solid, pulled through layers of clothing, and pulled it out.

Sells leaned over and fell silent after seeing what was in Nalen's hand.

I saw a few lines of crooked handwriting engraved on a rough stone.

"It's Zongxing." The knowledgeable and talented Prince took out the terminal for real-time translation. After a few seconds, three words appeared on the screen: "Strawberry flavor."

Naren's face stiffened.

Then, he found such stones from the bottom of the bed and under the pillow one after another, and found that there were various flavors marked on them.

Gold eaters don't eat stones.

He could almost imagine the pathetic picture of Heejin clinging to the rock and starving and dreaming of metal cookies.

that authority...

Sells suddenly handed over something.

Nalen took it curiously and found that it was Sells' personal terminal. The status of the communication connection is displayed on the screen, the correspondent: Luye Delin.