"You even wore a wig!"
The man reached out and grabbed hard, only to hear a cry of pain and pulled up a handful of bloody hair.
He was stunned for a moment and then became furious: "Wow, look! This oriental kid is so cruel? He even stuck the wig on his head! Do you think you can deceive Uncle Levi like this! Are you dreaming!"
"—You're dreaming!"
Next to him, two of his men waved their weapons and cheered in unison.
Dean was in pain, covering his face and huddled in the corner, looking at them: "W-what do you want to do? Who are you?"
"You don't fucking know who I am?"
The mace man was furious, raised his mace, and declared ferociously: "—I am Levi, the one-eyed magic sword!"
Sap Man then shouted: "I am Night Wind John!"
"I am the bloodthirsty sword rabbi!"
The last person announced his name, and then the three of them stood together, assumed a mighty-looking posture, and shouted in unison:
"Yes, we are the Fallen Morning Star, the Prince of Sin, and the famous Dark Three!"
Silence, long silence.
After a long time, a thin voice came from the ground:
"You... what are you doing?"
…
Dean didn't know if there was something wrong with his brain or if he encountered three psychopaths. For the sake of his own life, he could only endure the humiliation and beg for mercy:
"Friends, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person. I really don't know you."
Snapped!
"You can't even tell a clever lie!"
Levi was furious and slapped him with his hand: "Is there anyone in the Lower City who doesn't know our three dark brothers? Tell me! Do you think you are the brat from the East that Boss Luo wants to find?!"
Dean was stunned and subconsciously covered his face and shook his head: "No, no!"
"Um?"
The eyes of Levi, the one-eyed magic sword, widened and he sneered: "It seems that you are going to be tough! Brothers, give him some strength!"
boom! boom! Snapped! Bang! Boom! Bang!
A series of tragic sounds suddenly sounded in the dark alley.
Ten minutes later, Levi gasped and asked, "Tell me! Are you an Oriental kid?"
"You, you really recognized the wrong person..."
Dean screamed, but saw a sap coming towards him.
boom! Snapped! Bang! Boom!
Ten minutes passed.
"I am! I am!"
This time Dean finally learned the lesson, hugged Levi's thigh with his face covered in blood, and cried hoarsely: "I am that oriental brat! Please don't hit me!"
"Hahaha, you finally admitted it!" Levi laughed proudly: "I have told you before that your lame disguise cannot hide from my eyes!"
Next to him, John suddenly asked curiously: "But boss, isn't the Oriental kid's hair white? Why is his hair burgundy?"
"Huh?!" Levi frowned, looking angry.
Dean quickly screamed: "Don't hit me! I dyed it! I dyed it!"
The rabbi looked at his face and felt something was wrong. He turned around and said, "Boss, his age is wrong... He looks almost thirty. Is he lying to us?"
"Um?!"
Levi frowned: "Did you lie to me?"
Dean's knees weakened and he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"To be honest, I actually grow faster."
He endured the deep humiliation, with tears in his eyes, and choked up and said: "Although I look so old, I am actually only fourteen years old... I am really that oriental brat, please don't hit me again." Already…”
"Hmph! You know what's going on!"
Levi nodded with satisfaction, waved and said: "John, tie him up and send him over to Boss Luo, let him see the strength of our three dark brothers!"
As he spoke, he hit Dean on the head with a stick, knocking him out completely.
"What number is this?" he asked.
John said with a smile on his face: "Seventeen, I'm counting them!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Levi put his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed: "We caught so many Eastern brats in one day, but we didn't find any of that group of trash. It seems that the lower city of Avalon is full of trash! This time it's us Dark It’s time for the three brothers to rise!”
"Puch!"
The bystanders in the dark finally couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help but beat the wall and burst into laughter.
"Who's there! Get out!"
Levi was furious and raised his mace: "Do you know who we are?"
"Yeah, um, I know."
The shadow suppressed laughter: "Levi, the one-eyed magic sword, John, the wind of the night, Rabbi, the bloodthirsty sword, you are the darkness, puch... I'm sorry, I can't go on, please let me laugh hahahahaha!! !”
The figure covered his mouth, tried hard to cover his mouth, and laughed.
"you wanna die!"
Levi was so angry that he smashed the mace in his hand, but it hit nothing!
Empty? !
He was stunned and looked forward. After being swept by the mace, the black shadow began to stir, moving like water waves and about to dissipate.
"My friend, please don't suddenly take action while you are talking, okay?"
In his ear, a hoarse voice whispered softly:
"—I think we should put down our swords and have a talk."
Levi was horrified, turned around suddenly, struck out with a stick, and heard a scream. It was John who was knocked to the ground by his stick!
"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Rabbi looked blankly at Levi, who was shouting in the air, and felt something was wrong.
Levi was still furious and turned a deaf ear to John's screams. He stared at the non-existent black shadow in front of him, waving his weapon frantically:
"What a pretentious thing! Get out!"
As the angry mace continued to be waved, the shadow was constantly changing, moving like water waves, as if it would dissipate in the next moment, but then close again.
Just like an illusion that occurs after staring into the darkness for too long, that shadow gives people an illusion of non-existence. But now, an illusory figure that shouldn't exist clings to Levi's back, like a possessed ghost.
Levi roared angrily. He really couldn't stand this crazy feeling. He clenched the weapon in his hand and slammed it forward!
Only a scream was heard, and the black shadow disappeared.
But behind the dissipating shadow was Rabbi who was hit in the face with a mace.
"Boss, why did you hit me?"
The rabbi, whose face was covered with blood, looked at Levi blankly, his eyes full of tears and grievances, and then he fell to the ground with a squeak.
Levi was stunned.
There was silence, the only sound in the alley was his heavy breathing. A gust of wind passed through the alley, blowing over the raised stone slabs, and faint laughter came out.
Only then did he hear the faint melody coming from the wind... Like a black river of despair rushing, the sharp and manic sound blended into the wind and became extremely subtle. But the subtle voice echoed in his ears, stirring up his nerves, turning into a black river and drowning his reason.
The madness, despair and sadness in the melody echoed in his brain, stirring up his nerves and awakening the most terrifying memories in his heart.
"Waste! Waste! You waste who can't do anything well!"
That roar seemed to sound again, as if the man who would go crazy and beat him once he got drunk was back.
He screamed and turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.
Then, his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything anymore.
In the darkness, the memories in his mind became clearer and clearer. It was as if he had returned to the past, and the darkness that had settled in his heart had awakened, pulling him to feel the cruel abuse, the scars left by whips and sticks, and the helpless despair...
"Get away! Get away!"
Levi screamed and waved the mace in his hand wildly, but he couldn't hit anything. Until finally, he collapsed on the ground, waving his hands wildly, as if he wanted to scratch the non-existent ghost to death.
But the devil was hovering in his heart and just sneered.
"Who is it! Who is it?"
He roared hoarsely, picked up the stones on the ground, and threw them around frantically: "I'll fight you!"
"So, I want you to calm down."
Beside him, a lazy figure leaned against the wall.
The moonlight passed through the high wall and cast a silver glow, illuminating half of his body. But half of his body was shrouded in a dark and ferocious dress, and even his face was hidden under a wide-brimmed hat. Only one slender and white palm was exposed in the moonlight.
He held an iron-gray cane in his hand. The cane was propped on the ground. The moonlight shone on it, and it seemed to be vibrating, causing faint ripples.
Even Ye Qingxuan himself did not expect that it was just a silhouette made by a simple musical note "mirror", and the "first section" of "Black Friday" easily controlled Levi, making him kill his companions, and he almost became Became a madman.
This feeling of relaxation comes from the assistance of the "Nine Heavens Ring Pendant". When the instrument was created, it was to assist the musician in performing precise operations on the ether. With its assistance, Ye Qingxuan was able to play the music score imprinted in his mind.
It can be said that with the help of tools, Ye Qingxuan achieved "plural note playing" in disguise, skipping years of practice and reaching the "rhythm level".
But unfortunately, Black Friday has a total of five measures and five different effects. His ability can only choose one from them. He cannot mix and match as he likes like a real musician, or even have five effects appear at the same time.
This piece of music uses the negative emotions in the melody as a medium to affect the five senses of others. What he just used was just the first section, visual interference.
If the entire song is used in its entirety, he can even make people turn a blind eye to him or not hear him. Even if he stabs a knife into their chest in front of them, they will not feel any pain. In the end, he can only die in confusion.
This evil and weird style is simply worse than a black musician!
Especially when playing this piece of music, Ye Qingxuan felt that his character had become cold and gloomy. Not only others, it also has an impact on one's own spirit.
Ye Qingxuan really wanted to know what his father's thoughts were when he composed such a dark piece of music.
However, now, he has more important things to ask.
In the alley, the cane hit the ground suddenly, and the melody suddenly jumped from the first measure to the third measure. The surging despair spread with the melody and suddenly poured into Levi's mind.
Levi felt his eyes light up and he could see things again. But his body was paralyzed and he couldn't move. There was a man standing on top of him, looking down at him, his face shrouded in shadow.
"Good evening, sir!"
The silhouette of the figure looked well-dressed, like a nobleman, but how could a nobleman appear in the dirty lower city? The weird tailoring and texture revealed the ferocious intent of the beast, but the ferocity and elegance merged together, turning it into something indescribably weird.