Chapter 109: Impotent Fury

After leaving that shop.

Olga took out a copy of the map and looked at it as she went.

As soon as he opened it, he looked at the various words on it, marking all kinds of specialties in various regions of the country, and he even had the feeling that he was reading a geographical magazine, which he was indeed a little unexpected, so he sighed with a smile: "There is actually a graphic explanation." ”

He thought, 'Maybe it's a high-end version.' ’

And that's exactly what happened.

Although the money he gave far exceeded its value.

At this moment, unlike when the city gate was just opened, with the continuous shuttle of all kinds of pedestrians, the streets that were originally a little deserted have been completely lively, and all kinds of chaotic shouts are everywhere.

The two eyes on the left and right looked at the map in their hands peacefully, but the eyes on their foreheads began to look wildly, collecting all kinds of information here.

I have to say that due to the implicit optimization of extraordinary power, the upper and lower limits of the various species in this world in terms of appearance are far beyond those of the low-level world, the beautiful ones are extraordinarily beautiful, and the ugly ones are extraordinarily ugly.

The only minor problem is that the armor of the female professionals is not very traditional, and Olga has been looking for a long time and has not seen any three-point armor, which has to be said to be a bit immoral.

In order to express his dissatisfaction, he selectively adjusted his eyes, turned on the perspective function partially, and automatically mosaiced the male and ugly ones, so that he found the feeling he should have again.

Then he sensed that a young man was trying to die.

I saw him calmly say to a ghost next to him who deliberately posted over and tried to steal something: "I personally suggest that you slap yourself a few times, and then get out of here." ”

The male ghost, who was about ten years old, immediately shook his body when he heard his words, and then pretended to be calm and asked with an incomprehensible innocent expression: "Big brother, what are you talking about?"

Ignoring his thoughts, Olga's expression did not change, and he looked at him indifferently and said, "I hate to repeat a paragraph, do you know what I mean?"

Facing his gaze, although he didn't feel any killing intent, the little boy who had been at the bottom of society all the year round instinctively felt a great panic.

That's the look in the eyes of the pig.

He knew he had hit the iron plate.

If you keep it on, you might die!

Killed by the other party like a pig!

So the innocence on his face could no longer be maintained.

His expression instantly became terrified.

In the puzzled eyes of passers-by, his legs trembled and he knelt on the ground, and slapped himself more than ten times, so that the corners of his mouth continued to bleed.

"Good. ”

To this, Olga nodded with satisfaction, and without paying any more attention to him, she turned and left.

When the passers-by around saw this, although they didn't know the specific process, they could roughly understand what was going on after guessing casually.

Especially after several local residents identified the child's occupation, the answer became clear.

They all laughed and discussed it in public.

And this was undoubtedly a kind of public execution, which made the half-kneeling imp feel even more humiliated, and he was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

A young man watching looked at the scene, his brow furrowed slightly. He stood up and said to Orga, who was about to leave, "Dude, this is a bit excessive, isn't it? You don't have anything to lose anyway, do you?"

Hearing that someone was speaking for him, the little ghost felt a little better in his heart, and hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man.

Although he is at fault, as a weak person, he also wants someone to stand up and uphold 'justice' for him at this time!

Olga didn't stop walking, and asked rhetorically without looking back, "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to be generous?"

There was no intention of giving the other party any face in the words.

Because he hates it most than anything that people take his things to be generous.

That is, now that he is going deep behind enemy lines, he wants to be a little low-key, and he doesn't want to attract attention by killing a lot.

Otherwise, with his temper, he didn't even want to speak, and he would have done it directly.

And the man, in the face of Organa's undisguised contempt, who had never received this treatment, immediately had bruises on his forehead, and immediately wanted to take out his weapon to compare with him.

But the companions next to him, as soon as they saw that the situation was wrong, immediately stepped forward to stop his behavior, not wanting to make a big deal about the matter that was not related to him and others.

After all, although they can't see their strength, they can't be messed with no matter how they look at their appearance, whether it is their dress or appearance and temperament, they are reluctant to provoke them.

In the face of the dissuasion of his own companions, although the man's face was still angry, he also had to think about the gains and losses.

After all, unlike the guy who doesn't even take God to heart, opens up when he doesn't like anyone, and basically does things according to his preferences, most normal people have to face reality after all.

In the face of this situation, the little ghost was full of disappointment, and the onlookers who found that they couldn't fight at all also expressed their disappointment.

Some of them directly coaxed, trying to do something to come out and watch the show, and the typical one is not afraid of big things.

However, they don't know that Orga really has no bottom line when he moves, and even the onlookers are killing according to the mistake, and there is no scope of control~

Or that the passerby himself is one of his targets, which is an additional gain of not taking it for nothing.

At one point, no demon will actively refuse.

Therefore, there is usually no onlooker party in the bottomless abyss, and when others are fighting, the passing masses either participate in it or run away as soon as possible, as long as they stay, there is no innocent talk of being implicated.

There, no one is innocent, everyone can be killed.

This idea has been automatically applied to all worlds, and until now there has been no existence that makes him feel untouchable.

From a certain point of view, he is indeed the best kind of demon, due to some remnants of human nature in the previous life, more rational and more crazy, there is no mercy, and there is no bottom line.

Not long after, when the crowd dispersed, the young man had calmed down, looked at the little boy with red and swollen cheeks, sighed slightly, and said: "In the future, you should pay attention to yourself, don't mess with those who can't be provoked at first sight, otherwise one day it will be irreparable." ”

After speaking, he reluctantly turned around and left with his teammates.

Because the two are from similar backgrounds, there is only so much he can do, and as for more help, he has more than enough to do.