In the dead silence, there was only the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Everyone, how do you like this magic trick?"
The professor smiled hoarsely, and a metal flute slipped out of his sleeves. The flute was on his fingertips, as dexterous as an elf: "I think we can talk next, right? About the assignment of that Eastern brat... "
He waved his hand, and the silent butcher withdrew his gaze and returned to behind him.
"Musician?" Lorenzo's expression twitched and he whispered to himself: "What level?"
"At least the musician level." The musician hidden in the team said: "Besides, the flesh and blood butcher alone is already very difficult, we are not sure."
"No matter how powerful a butcher is, he is only human."
"No, to that extent, we generally call it a monster."
The musician in the team sighed: "The professor has been hiding it all this time. I didn't expect that he was actually a musician... This is the professor's trap, Lorenzo, we have fallen into the trap."
Lorenzo knew what he meant.
Facing the combination of the professor and the butcher, if a war breaks out, the possibility of losing may not be impossible, but the victory will definitely be a tragic victory. A professor with endless trump cards and an almost unkillable monster combined are enough to wipe out all their elites.
There is nothing left to fight in this kind of war, in which one's vitality will be severely damaged if he wins, and he will suffer heavy losses if he loses. What's more, there are mice and dwarf dogs nearby...
No matter what, after that monster appeared, everyone already understood:
—The professor now takes the initiative.
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On the roof, the Rat King looked at the silent monster, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Professor, what do you want?"
"It's very simple."
The professor looked around at them: "There are two solutions now. The first solution is to get out, that brat is mine. Or you will like the second solution..."
The second method is very simple, the fish will die and the net will break.
In the frozen atmosphere, everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of wariness and greed.
Lorenzo was the first to withdraw. The leader of this group of Sicilian wanderers raised his hands and declared with a stern look: "I don't care what you are going to do, our Luso family is withdrawing. Dwarf dog, let your people get out of the way... "
The Sicilian thugs retreated slowly, clenching their weapons and guarding against the Asgardian mercenaries behind them.
Seeing that the roast goose that was originally in his mouth grew wings and flew away, the dwarf dog's expression also twitched.
The hands holding the flame-shaped sword unclenched and then tightened. Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a sound: "The rear team will get out of the way, and we will retreat..."
"A wise choice." The professor clapped his hands and finally looked at Sam Rowe on the roof: "Mr. Rat King, it seems that you are ready to show your strength and fight to the death?"
Are you kidding me? The most spineless people in the entire Lower City are these rat gangs.
Seeing that the good situation was reversed, the Rat King's eyes rolled, his expression full of pain. He gently lowered his hand:
"We will also withdraw..."
The three parties stared at the professor and the monster beside him warily, and backed away cautiously.
The originally tense atmosphere gradually relaxed. Seeing that there was no need to fight, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, the boy's doubtful voice came from the alley.
"Is there anyone?"
In full view of everyone, the lost boy lowered his head and hugged a lot of things and walked out of the alley: "I'm sorry, I'm lost. Senior brother, are you out there... I'll wipe it!"
Damn it, what the hell is this? !
The moment Ye Qingxuan raised his head, he was so frightened by the sight in front of him that he almost flew up.
His mind went blank, and he looked around at the people around him, looking at the machetes, steel bars, heavy armor, hand crossbows, and the weird and inhuman monster in their hands...
When you look at them, they look at you.
In everyone's dull eyes, this white-haired Oriental boy was holding two pounds of radishes in his left hand, a bag of tomatoes in his right hand, and two pumpkins large enough to light lanterns on Halloween in his arms.
It's like returning from grocery shopping.
Under the gaze of everyone, the dumb boy finally reacted and took a step back decisively: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place. You continue, please leave me alone!"
Just as everyone's eyes dropped to the floor, he slowly backed away, turned around, and opened his legs...
In desperation, the Rat King said: "Stop!"
"okay… "
He said yes, but his body was obviously very honest. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his long legs and ran away like an electric shock.
"Oh no, he ran so fast!" Someone in the crowd sighed in a low voice.
It was like turning on some bad switch, the situation got out of control in an instant, and the crowd that had been retreating became restless!
"catch him!"
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Whoever catches it will get it!"
The solid atmosphere broke instantly, and the crowd became excited. Lorenzo, Werner, and the Rat King who were about to leave completely forgot what they had just said and chased after them like crazy.
The professor froze on the spot. He had no idea that the situation that was so good a few seconds ago would turn into this.
Seeing that the excited crowd had rushed into the alley, he clenched his flute angrily, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes:
"Butcher, catch him!"
The three-meter-tall giant roared hoarsely, jumped up, fell into the crowd, and swung the bone saw. Two people were instantly slapped against the wall. With a squeak, blood spurted out.
As the bone saw swept across, several people were instantly cut into two ends by the brutal blade of the bone saw. Blood spurted out, causing screams.
…
At the front of the alley, Ye Qingxuan ran as fast as he could.
When he turned around, he saw many evil-looking big men, gangsters with various weapons in their hands, and the monster that was so burly that it didn't look like a human at all. He suddenly felt like crying.
He felt the urge to cry:
"Why are you chasing me!"
The Rat King yelled: "I'm in a hurry... What the hell is wrong, hand over the treasure quickly! I'll spare your life!"
Below, Lorenzo also shouted quickly: "Friend, don't run, we can protect you..."
"Bah! You fart!"
Although he was wearing heavy armor, the dwarf dog ran very fast and kept chasing after him: "Kid, don't listen to them! Leave it to me! You will be the forever friend of the Asgardians!"
What a ghost treasure! My friend is such a ghost! Where can I turn it into a treasure for you
Ye Qingxuan resisted the urge to cry and ran faster.
While running, he suddenly felt blessed and raised his hand to throw something:
"—Give you the treasure! Go on!"
A black shadow flew out of his arms, drew an arc, and fell into the arms of Werner, the dwarf dog.
The dwarf dog didn't even care about the flame-shaped sword and pounced on it instinctively. Before he could take a closer look, the figure rushing up from behind pounced on him.
The crowd roared: "Baby is here!"
"catch him!"
"Dwarf got the thing!"
People rushed up one layer at a time, and the dwarf dog subconsciously held the thing tightly and blocked it in front of him. Just a squeaking sound was heard, and blood-red liquid spurted out from between the fingers.
The people who shouted and rushed forward were stunned, some juice fell into their mouths, and some people subconsciously clicked their mouths:
"Sour and sweet...can this baby be eaten? Mom, I can enter Avalon too!"
Lorenz who rushed up was so angry that he kicked him over:
"Idiot, this is a tomato!"
…
"Don't you want a baby? I'll give you a baby!"
In the front, Ye Qingxuan was already addicted to hair, and kept throwing things in his hands: "Here you tomatoes! Here are potatoes!"
"Here are the lychees for you!"
He was so addicted to throwing things that he just grabbed and threw them. He picked up the frogs on the ground and threw them over: "Here are the toads! Here are the squids, and an angry banana!"
As expected, the angry banana got stuck on Lorenzo's face angrily, and there was still half a smashed rotten eggplant hanging on his face. The originally well-dressed gentleman had turned into a rag-picking beggar.
Angrily, Lorenzo was about to roar when suddenly something was thrown towards him, covering his face with a thick bloody smell.
He stood in astonishment, and with trembling fingers he took off the piece of bloody sanitary napkin from his face, and finally let out a frantic scream:
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The people of the Rat King finally understood that it was not a problem to continue like this. On the roof, someone suddenly stood still, pointing the crossbow at the young man's figure, and then... pulled the trigger!
With a whistling sound, a crossbow bolt flew past the young man's arm and penetrated deeply into the wall of the alley. The arrow body buzzed and trembled like a bee flapping its wings.
Ye Qingxuan looked down at the scars on his arms and became petrified:
"I'll go, are you serious?"
"Who the hell is kidding you?!"
On the roof, the Rat King screamed: "Young boys, get ready and shoot this little bastard to death."
The sound of a crossbow being strung up came to mind so densely that it made Ye Qingxuan's scalp tingle: "I just bought a dish, who did I offend?"
He took a deep breath and chanted quietly.
The roar and noise of everyone covered up the pauses in the syllables. In the hoarse rhythm, the boy's body suddenly became blurred, becoming hazy and erratic.
Note·Hazy!
"Mom, I forgot, that kid is a musician's apprentice!" the Rat King roared: "Hurry up and shoot the arrow! Shoot him to death!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan took a "flow" shot on his body without hesitation, and his face suddenly turned red. Doing this kind of precision on the run is a killer.
He increased his speed and dodged several arrows that flew past his hair. His body became blurry and he suddenly disappeared around a corner.
There was a moment of confusion in the crowd, but the people rushing towards them from behind did not stop. After a moment of confusion, the people in front squeezed the people behind and rushed forward. In the chaos, the group of guys holding dangerous items collided with each other, causing many people to be injured. After being injured, the gangsters had no excuse and started fighting on the spot.
In the midst of the hacking and trampling, countless people lay dead on the ground.
In roars and screams, plasma flew.
In the corner where no one noticed, there was a vague figure, quietly moving against the wall.