The white mist did not know when it slowly permeated the entire Huaishan City.
In the streets and alleys, this smoky mist is everywhere.
blue tree street
A man in a white suit is walking slowly on the sidewalk in a pale yellow building, with a bunch of small keys spinning on his fingers.
"It's a good job to be able to come out and rest, and not be with those three idiots. And enjoy the extra taste of a little girl."
The man muttered something, with a bright smile on his face. His gaze was fixed on a petite girl not far ahead.
The girl is Yinger who is out shopping. She is wearing a white T-shirt and low-rise jeans. Her upturned buttocks are perfectly wrapped and highlighted. She has slender legs and a waist that cannot be grasped. Although her face is not very beautiful. But this young and energetic youthful body is exactly Baima's favorite type.
The white horse followed closely behind, his eyes fell on the girl's slightly deformed buttocks due to walking, and he couldn't help swallowing quietly.
"If there are fewer people in the front, we can do it..." He calculated the distance, and he became more and more impatient.
After following a little further, Ying'er in front turned right into a narrow alley, humming a song.
The white horse was overjoyed immediately, and quickly followed up to speed up, he couldn't wait more and more. A tampered white handkerchief slipped out of his hand.
clap clap.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the corner ahead, and three tall men slowly walked out of the alley. All three of them had gold earrings of different sizes on their left ears.
The three of them happened to be blocked by the white horse at the entrance of the alley.
"Go away!" The handsome man in the lead lowered his head and looked gloomy, apparently in a bad mood.
This man was wearing a brown fur-collared windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, his dazzling red hair was like a flame in the white mist, with a faint sense of beating and vividness. The gold ring on his ear clearly engraved a number, 6.
"Small mortal" Bai Sui's originally smiling face suddenly darkened, "How dare you speak to me in such a tone?"
The red-haired man was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect that anyone would dare to talk to him like this. Suddenly he smiled in surprise.
"It's been a long time since I've heard anyone dare to speak to me like that." He stretched out his right hand that was in his pocket, "It seems that you are one of the people who followed our expert's family. Just give him a gift."
"It's a big tone, but mortals are mortals after all." The white horse sneered, stretched out his right hand and took off the black glove, revealing the black pentagram tattoo on the back of his hand. "I'm going to dig out your eyes as my latest collection." An inexplicable force began to flow and spin around him.
"I don't know how to live or die." The red-haired man raised his hand, and the two people around him slowly backed away. Strangely, a blood-red scar slowly appeared under the man's right eye, like the eye shadow of a woman's make-up, charming and sharp.
call.
A gust of wind blew by, bringing up a few fallen leaves on the ground and rolling them up.
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Garen ran quickly on the street, passing a few passers-by on the sidewalk from time to time. His clothes had been taken off and held under his armpits, and they were all stained red with blood.
"Damn it, don't let anything happen!!" His face was cold, but his heart became more and more impatient.
It took at least twenty or thirty minutes to walk from Pennington Street to Blue Tree Street, but it only took him ten minutes to get home. It's a pity that the parents have gone out, and the younger sister Ying Er is not there. Garen quickly ran out of the house again and searched along the street.
While running wildly, he analyzed where his sister went in his head.
"At this time, so early, generally speaking, it should be to the vegetable market, or it may be to the fruit shop!"
After hesitating for a while, Garen resolutely ran towards the street of the vegetable market.
The scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, and only the street in front of him was still clear in Garen's eyes.
Turn a corner, go right! Run straight for hundreds of meters. Turn left again!
Boom!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound from the cold street ahead.
In the mist, a vague figure flew upside down, rolled a few times on the ground, and bumped into Garen's boots to stop.
Garen stopped in his tracks and looked down at the man who rolled over.
A dirty white suit is almost invisible, it is full of gray and black stains. Only half of the original neat hairstyle was still neat. Most importantly, the man's arms showed an unnatural twist, obviously fractured.
Suddenly, Garen noticed that the man had a black pentagram tattoo on the back of his right hand.
"Same tattoos as the few people just now"
He bent down and grabbed the man's collar, lifting him up to hang in the air.
"Are you a white horse?" He asked in a deep voice. The sprinting just now returned to normal after a slight adjustment of breathing.
"It's you. Hehe, I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of a mortal." The white horse laughed softly. Suddenly the sound stopped, the pupils completely slackened, and there was no more breath.
Garen shook him in astonishment, but suddenly saw a black blood vessel spreading out from the right side of the white horse's neck, connecting it to the black pentagram on the back of his right hand.
Throwing away the corpse with a snap, Garen breathed a sigh of relief and walked a few steps forward. The situation in front of him suddenly became clear from the fog.
At the entrance of a narrow alley, three tall men with golden earrings were sitting on the ground with tired faces. One of the red-haired men had dark red blood from his mouth and nose.
Hearing footsteps, the red-haired man looked up.
"It's you." He immediately relaxed, "Damn it, I thought there was another monster like that!" After cursing fiercely, the man barely stood up while leaning on the wall.
"I said expert, what kind of monster opponent did you provoke, and even released Qigong! Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise your sister will be really in danger."
Garen himself didn't know what was going on, he just shook his head silently. He noticed that the number six was engraved on the gold ring on the other's ear.
"Sixth Golden Ring, I owe you one." He looked at the other two, "How are they?"
"Two temporary subordinates, who practice hard qigong, blocked me for a while. It seems that it can't be done." The red-haired man shook his head, "I will properly handle their family's funeral." After finishing speaking, he suddenly stared fiercely. Garen.
"I have taken such a big burden on you! Don't tell me that you won't join the Golden Ring!!? Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"
Garen was speechless and could only smile wryly.
"Here!" The red-haired man directly threw a small gold ring to Garen.
Garen caught it accurately and looked at it. It was a golden earring with the number 9 engraved on it. It was only the size of a fingernail and looked very delicate.
"Is it a temporary replacement for the Ninth Golden Ring?"
"Not for a while, didn't you almost kill the tenth golden ring? This ranking is a matter of course." The sixth sneered.
"You know all of this?" Garen was stunned.
"The characteristics of your skills are too obvious, including whereabouts are too obvious."
Garen shrugged speechlessly.
"Okay, go and see your sister, I have to ask someone to deal with this place." The red-haired man wiped off the blood from his mouth and nose, and walked towards the dead bodies.
Garen walked along the alley at a faster pace. This is the path that his younger sister Yinger often walks. After not running far, Yinger's back finally appeared in Garen's sight on the street outside the alley. .
He rushed out and hugged his sister in front of him.
"Yinger!"
Ying'er suddenly felt a familiar smell hug her. She was holding the tomatoes and potatoes she just bought, and she was so scared that they almost fell to the ground.
"Brother! What are you doing! Are you ashamed to lose face on the street!?" She wanted to break free, but found that her strength was far behind. He twisted his body a few times, but there was still nothing to do, so he let Garen hug him tightly.
"Ying'er. It's great that you're fine." Garen hugged his sister who was half a head shorter than him tightly.
"What's the matter?" Ying'er was hugged from behind, feeling extremely embarrassed, "You let go! Otherwise, I'll lose my face!"
"Okay...I'll let go." Gallon also felt that something was wrong, so he quickly let go, and heaved a sigh of relief. There were still few passers-by around, most of them just glanced at the two ambiguously, obviously misunderstood that they were a couple.
"Where are your parents?" Garen asked in a low voice, not paying attention to the surrounding gaze.
"I'm going to buy charcoal and firewood. It's almost winter, and these things have to be prepared, otherwise it will be troublesome when it gets cold." Ying'er lifted the vegetables and fruits on the handle, "You should carry this, because you suddenly scared me just now punishment!" She directly stuffed the bag into Garen.
"Okay!" Garen relaxed and felt much better immediately.
"I still have to go shopping, follow me, don't get lost." Ying'er turned around and continued walking, heading for the sidewalk not far away, where there are all kinds of people on both sides of the road. There are vegetable stalls, and some old women and young women who got up early have already wandered around and picked.
Garen held the dish in one hand, and gently reached into his pocket with the other to pinch the golden earring.
"This time the favor owed to Jinhuan is a bit big. But if it's okay, at least the safety of the family can be guaranteed. If Jinhuan's power background is really the same as what Eighth said."
If it was true, joining the Golden Ring there would be a good thing for Garen no matter how he looked at it. It's just that you need to be more careful when facing Detective Tower and his team in the future. If you are not careful, you may be discovered by that guy.
Taking a deep breath, Garen simply didn't bother to think about these things. When he returned to the old man's accident, his mood suddenly became heavy.
"Judging from the appearance of the three people just now, the old man should have been a very powerful person. Just mentioning his name can scare people like that. Then I don't know who the adult in the three people is. But .”
A trace of coldness flashed in Garen's eyes.
"No matter who harmed you, I will definitely avenge you."
Suddenly, a fishy sweetness rushed up in his chest, Garen quickly covered his mouth, and swallowed forcefully, his throat was filled with a sticky smell of blood.
It was the internal injury suffered by the three black-clothed men who had fought head-to-head just now. After that, they rushed out without much recuperation. They persisted for more than ten minutes before getting a rest.
If it weren't for Garen's strong physique, another secret warrior would have been lying on the ground and unable to move.
"That ability is very similar to telekinetic power. It is very powerful. If you don't use pure power to break it, it will be difficult for other types of fighters to deal with it. Maybe you can find some clues from the corpse."
(end of this chapter)