Chapter 37: Perverted and Spicy Hot Dogs

The city of Mercer is not well-known in the Federation, but it is good in the state of Mirhuang.

In addition to its long history, it is also due to the fact that there are several large districts here, each with its own characteristics.

Needless to say, the bustling Midtown is home to the most famous banks and companies in southern Missipay, and Midtown Avenue is known as the most popular shopping paradise in southern Missa.

Then there's Bronque, which is a mess of dirty, refugees, gangsters, illegal buildings, ant nests, and a hierarchical law of the jungle.

As a result, it has become a favorite location for many film companies when shooting dark style films.

It's just that for the low-level residents living in the Bronke District, those so-called strange aesthetics are actually the truest and most cruel portrayal, and it is not easy to survive, and if you take a step back, you are afraid that you will fall into the abyss.

Fortunately, today's political and economic situation is very stable, as long as there is no big mess, a family like Sally can still have a food and clothing.

Further back, there is the Newton region in front of Tang Qi.

Loved by all kinds of artists, his reputation is not obvious, but he plays an important role in the field of art outside the public eye.

Tang Qi walked slowly along the street, the old buildings on both sides were painted with all kinds of graffiti, and the delicacy of some graffiti was indeed moving towards the artistic level, and the decoration level of the shops along the street was also very good.

But as night falls, it certainly can't be the same as Midtown Avenue, where the lights are kept on, shops are closed, and darkness begins to engulf the place quickly.

Tang Qi didn't show any urgency, still wandering around like a curious high school student.

In the process, Tang Qi quickly accumulated his knowledge of Newton District, and at the same time, he silently recorded the direction of each street in his mind, and a map gradually took shape.

Unlike the kind of map on paper, Tang Qi personally measured the paths, and if something unexpected happened, it was easier to escape.

It's not a game!

In the real world, it is possible for a hunter to transform into prey in an instant.

This is a lesson that Tang Qi learned from encountering the "Witch of Doom".

A rookie who has just stepped into the transcendent, no matter how careful he is.

Soon, before it was late at night in Newton, Donkey passed a small square that was dispersing.

Skateboarders each carried their bags, giggled and walked away, couples hugged each other and whispered away, and the old chess players packed up their teapots and chessboards and swayed home.

There are street painters with unshaven beards who are painting portraits of the last customer, old women who are closing their stalls with art knick-knacks, and young girls playing the violin, pestering a couple to do magic tricks in an attempt to earn a few more wellers......

The atmosphere, very harmonious.

Tang Qi walked a few steps faster and bought a "Perverted Spicy Black Forest Hot Dog" in a red food truck called "Mexican Fire Dragon" that was about to leave.

While it was still steaming, he walked into the alley opposite the small square, and quickly put it into his mouth.

Ha~!

The terrifying spiciness, the salty aroma of Black Forest ham, the softness of poached eggs, and the aroma of caramel, onions, and sage mixed together.

Like surging magma, it directly bombarded Tang Qi's taste buds, and the cold air that had just fallen into the night was dispelled by the heat of the explosion before it could fall on Tang Qi.

"Cool, I've long heard that the hot dogs in Newton are delicious, and they really deserve their reputation, and this ninety-nine weller is simply worth it. ”

Tang Qi, who was holding a hot dog and feasting on it, did not forget to mutter, and walked quickly into the somewhat dim alley, which looked very much like a high school student who thought of going home after a stroll, but the path he was looking for seemed to be a little not good.

Here, though, no one seems to care.

It wasn't until the moment he stepped into the alley that Tang Qi, who had swallowed the last bite of the hot dog, hiccuped or sighed faintly, and finally touched it with his mind.

"Hum~"

On the back of Tang Qi's hand, a feeling as if his skin was being burned quickly appeared and disappeared immediately.

But at this time, he looked over, and on the skin that should have been fair, a strange mark was slowly emerging, and gray-black lines were sketched under the skin little by little, like a blood-like background, a pair of curved antlers...... An ominous aura came over the face.

Call!

A cold wind blew from all directions, and the sudden change in weather made the small square get closer to desertion.

The food truck whizzed away, and the magician, who had finally earned fifty wellers by taking advantage of the eagerness of the lovers, quickly packed up his outfit and left, and the young girl with the violin was still elegant, but her pace was quicker, and she helped the old woman who set up the stall.

And the painter quickly tore off the sketch portrait on the shelf, handed it to the brown-haired beauty in front of him, and left in the same hurry after collecting the money.

The sketch portrait is very good-looking, and it can be seen that the painter's skills are good, but the brown-haired beauty is very disappointed, looking at the back of the painter, and saying with some reluctance in her heart: "Didn't he see my hints, I gave him my phone number, oh my God, he is really charming, the perfect one-night stand." ”

The reluctance of the beautiful woman behind him was clearly felt by the painter.

But he didn't have much nostalgia, on the contrary, he was more anxious for the figure that had disappeared, and he almost roared in his heart: "That breath, so tempting, get it, I must get it, I can become stronger." ”

The painter's appearance is good, his handsome face, and his outfit full of artist's atmosphere, it is no wonder that he has a great attraction to beautiful women.

It's just that at this time, his steps are messy, because he is too eager, and his good-looking facial features begin to distort.

Boom!

As he quickly chased into the alley, a small knife with a silver glimmer appeared in the artist's hand, and judging by the dried blood on the hilt, it was clear that it was not the first time it had seen blood.

The painter took the knife and rushed into the alley at an almost trotting speed, his eyes shining with excitement.

He seemed to have seen himself stab himself in the back of the high school student's heart, and in the blood splattered, he got the treasure that exuded such an alluring aura, and from then on the path of strength.

"Usually you won't be my target, but after killing you and I become stronger, I can enjoy more beautiful flesh without having to hide from those subdued rats. Come, give me the treasure. ”

"Ah~"

"Bang!"

The painter saw the high school student's face, but in a different way than he had imagined, at least not as it was now, his hands instantly twisted by the other, and a hard knee pressed against his abdomen.

The huge force of the impact directly made his abdomen spasm, and the sound of "click" came to announce the fracture of his hands.

What made his eyes widen even more, revealing a frightened and incredulous look, was that the powerful hands directly grasped his own palms and wiped the knife around his neck.

With a "snap", his body was thrown to the ground, because his throat was slit, and the action of breathing made blood gurgle out, and soon a large pool of blood came out on the ground, and in a mess, the painter covered his throat with both hands, like a fish struggling on the shore.

"So weak?"

Tang Qi frowned, looked at the dying painter on the ground, and wondered.

If it weren't for the fact that the next moment was in the bottom of his eyes, the special interface jumped out, and Tang Qi even suspected that he had killed someone, not the inferior weirdness he wanted.