Bai Xingwen's level of cold jokes has always been self-conscious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, bad jokes are a bridge of friendship and communication!

However, it seems that this middle-aged foreign uncle is still more patient with Bai Xingwen, who is also a foreign uncle, ignoring what Bai Xingwen said, and continued to ask repeatedly: "That white yarn with a crow pattern should be in your hand, right?"

Bai Xingwen, who originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere, re-read the air and found that if you don't want to be shot indiscriminately and your clothes into fashionable holes after a few seconds, it is better to change the style of painting back to a serious novel.

"Do you mean that?" took out the incomprehensible white yarn from his pocket, and the eyes of the middle-aged man in glasses Jill suddenly focused on it.

"That's right, this is it!" The other strong men were still raising their guns at Bai Xingwen, and a black uncle walked up, took the crow white yarn in Bai Xingwen's hand, and gave him a rifle butt by the way.

But Bai Xingwen doesn't hurt.

Jill picked up the crow white veil, looked at the words written in Chinese on it quite intently, and silently muttered something in his mouth.

"Sure enough, it's one of the circulating totems of the Crow Sect, it's good. Jill raised his head and looked at Bai Xingwen, "You did it, I don't need to know how you did it, since you handed over this totem happily, then you can go." ”

If you can reply to the middle-aged man with glasses with a QQ emoji, Bai Xingwen must hit 20 with a confused face.

Hey, just let me go, WTF?

But after thinking about it, this matter was inexplicable, and Bai Xingwen only wanted to explore the bottom of this matter when he came to it again, but now he is even more confused. Why does the gang have a relationship with this middle-aged man, what is the crow faction, and what is the totem, Bai Xingwen, who didn't understand it very well, thought about it, opened his mouth and decided to say something more.

"I said......" "Fire!"

The moment he spoke, the gunshots rang out, Bai Xingwen still had the mind to think at this time that this was the first time he had been suddenly attacked, and he silently praised his declining luck, and his hands did not relax, he quickly squatted and pressed on the ground, and the hoodie expanded by itself, covering Bai Xingwen's figure, and the silver dots of light circulating above were the positions where they were hit by bullets.

"OftheWhiteStoneandtheRed, Lohereistheverytruedeed.

The sound from his mouth seemed to exist and not exist, and turned into a murmur of unknown meaning, and under Bai Xingwen's feet, the center of the circular refining array that appeared seemed to open his eyes.

The blinding red light flickered, and the gunfire stopped.

Outside the fortress of the city, the five points on the circle that Bai Xingwen originally drew with the branches of the tree just formed the five vertices of a pentagram, and a faint red light was emitted on it, condensing into five drops of red liquid.

The static pole turned, and five drops of red liquid flew towards the center of the pentagram, which was where Bai Xingwen was, and in the entire fortress, all the invisible souls converged in the center with the five drops of red liquid.

Five drops of liquid were mixed into one in the center, and the dark red flowing surface seemed to have an inexplicable horror when looking inside, and then it was held in the palm of his hand by Bai Xingwen, who stood up. It looks like jelly on the outside, but in fact it has a hard texture that surpasses vibranium.

"Sure enough, normal people's resistance to the soul is basically zero, and my style of painting really looks like the old demon of the world in Xianxia novels!" Bai Xingwen, who was talking to himself, still wanted to maintain the painting style of this demon lord of the world, and was just about to decide on the next cold smile, when a weak voice came.

"Who the hell are you!" looked up, only to realize that it was the only survivor of the sight, the middle-aged Wall Street man named Jill.

"Ah, there is no dog leash, don't you want to know what my name is and where I come from?" Bai Xingwen asked with a smile.

"Ha, that's right, but no matter who you are, if you ruin everything here, someone will naturally look for you!"

There is no vicious threat from the villain, just a simple sentence, and the middle-aged man stood up with all his strength and put on a fighting posture.

"Sa!" An incomprehensible voice came out of his mouth, and the middle-aged man's hand struck at an indistinct speed, and his position was more than ten meters away from Bai Xingwen. Bai Xingwen, who didn't care about it, also stretched out his hand and tried to block.

"I don't know if you've ever heard a person named Qiao Shan in Huaguo perform superpowers, he has the same voice as you say. "Trash talk tactics are also a necessary skill for a powerful boss when pretending to be 13, Bai Xingwen has a heart that wants to enliven the atmosphere like a Japanese man at any time.

The hand that came from the volley, Bai Xingwen looked at it carefully and raised his hand to block, and his mouth was not idle, but when he didn't feel anything in his hand, he realized that he had always been a little careless about the "natives" of the Marvel world.

"Boom!" The first sound was the sound of the middle-aged Jill's hand hitting Bai Xingwen's temple, and the second sound was the sound of Bai Xingwen being hit on the wall.

What followed was a continuous volley, and the middle-aged Jill seemed to have regained his strength, and he continued to punch Bai Xingwen from a distance of more than ten meters, hitting Bai Xingwen's vital point again and again.

And then it went on for tens of seconds.

"Heh, originally the Crow Sect didn't destroy you, I thought you knew more about the inheritance of the genre, but I didn't expect you to really know nothing!" This is the second time Bai Xingwen has heard similar words, the first time he lost an SUV, and this time the loss was not a slight injury.

"Do you want me to tell you about the genre?Hah! Just because you ruined this base, you should die without knowing anything, and then leave your questions to ask Satan!" The Wall Street elite turned into hysterical lunatics, and Bai Xingwen still had the leisure to think that this base was quite important to middle-aged people.

"Well, let me remind you that the path that the alchemist has walked, it is best to keep your attention on your feet. Bai Xingwen, who stood up with his hands on the wall, saw a scene of a middle-aged man Gil who was pierced by countless steel blades growing from the ground, and what did Gil see in his last eyes?

"Well, who knows?"

After the war of annihilation of Ishbal that year, the original notoriously famous Bai Xingwen was forgotten, and all the dead Ishbal and living colleagues remembered was only a national alchemist with the title of "Blade".

"Alchemist of the Blade - Aven"

The unique blade refining array, as well as the sharpness that can fight the strongest spear, after researching the Rust who destroyed lust with Roy, the refining array and inspiration obtained made Bai Xingwen's refining array more powerful.

Bai Xingwen put the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket and walked to Jile's side.

"This time you can't die again, it won't be the Crow's faction!"

Carefully refining into an iron rod, he stabbed Jill who was killed N times in a row, and found that he couldn't die anymore, so he searched for Jill who was drenched in blood.

Sure enough, the crow totem was found, and the sharp blade didn't seem to pierce the light one, and in Jill's arms, a small book full of holes was found.

"Okay. "The rest, such as wallet pistols and whatever, are already broken and can't be wanted, Bai Xingwen decided not to be so violent next time, and there was no loot left.

Thinking that the entire base had been killed, Bai Xingwen was not in the mood to search again. With a slightly heavy heart, he walked out of this base directly.

He walks without squinting, because he has something he doesn't want to see.

Although I know in my heart that there are no innocent people here, it is this society that is more at fault. Damn capitalism!

Pushed open the small door next to the gate of the base, and Bai Xingwen walked out without looking back.

"If only I made a pair of Roy's gloves, it would be nice to burn this place clean on this crisp weather. ”

The light of the refining array flickered behind Bai Xingwen, and the entire building seemed to melt, silently sinking into the ground. Maybe people who come here in a few years will only see a flat field of green grass.

"The weather is so nice, why don't you go for a drink at noon?" Bai Xingwen was holding the small book that was shabby and maybe a diary, and he didn't know if the bar was open.

When waiting for the ID card two days ago, Bai Xingwen ate and lived near the bar, after all, he didn't know what to eat near Tijuana, and the health problem was more serious. So Bai Xingwen drank and ate local specialty tacos in bars, fortunately he liked KFC's Mexican chicken wraps very much, otherwise he would probably be on a hunger strike now.

Mexico is the homeland of corn, so most of the local videos are related to corn, such as tortilla chips, tortillas and even pizza with corn-laden versions.

Just when he returned to the vicinity of the bar, the bar was also open, Bai Xingwen pushed the door in, and the front desk of the bar was also familiar with this man who had been there for the past few days, and directly poured a glass of rum first.

"Hey, Ervan, are you still eating tacos today?"

"Okay, give me a change of filling, as long as it's different from the previous two days. ”

After drinking half a cup of golden rum in one gulp, Bai Xingwen began his daily boring mobile phone swiping activity.

Sure enough, no matter what country the news media is in, they rush to report what they find useful.

Looking at the report on the Tijuana base on his mobile phone, Bai Xingwen could only sigh at the speed of the journalist, after all, he had just walked back for only 20 minutes.

Ignoring various reports and seeing that Stark Industries' stock was happily diving, Bai Xingwen decided to wait for him to return from Sokovia and buy more Stark Industries shares, even if it was to support Tony.

Although it is daytime, there are still a few *** who talk to Bai Xingwen at the bar, hoping to get happiness and money, but Bai Xingwen is not interested in girls or aunts for the time being, and the aesthetics of Oriental people have not changed much after 10 years of Western "tourism". That is, in Bai Xingwen's eyes, there is not much difference between the 20-year-old and 40-year-old of Western girls.

After spending his last day in Tijuana, Mexico, doing nothing, Bai Xingwen felt that if it was not necessary, he still planned to live forever in America, the peak of capitalism.

Early the next morning, Bai Xingwen changed into a set of clothes and shoes bought from a decent Nike store, and went to Tijuana Airport in a more sporty style. After so many years of straight men, you can't expect him to be able to dress up more.

happily passed the security check, Bai Xingwen found that it was RB Airlines, and suddenly he was inexplicably looking forward to something. Looking at the rather big Boeing and not knowing how many models of flights there were, Bai Xingwen recalled what was recorded in Jill's small notebook.

The book is poked with holes.,But because it's just a puncture and there's no corrosion or anything.,So it's still very complete after using the tape.。

This is a dictionary, which has English against the words on the crow totem, so last night Bai Xingwen was bored learning this language, by the way, translating what the crow totem says, and now I have understood a little.

I don't know what the words on the crow totem are called in Bai Xingwen, but the words on the crow totem record a magic, or the secret art of the crow faction. This secret technique is called the Jackdaw's Eye, a kind of magic that allows the eyes to gain special abilities through cultivation, but Bai Xingwen has not yet cracked it, so he doesn't know what will happen after cultivation.

Looking at his watch, Bai Xingwen got on the shuttle bus and prepared to board the plane.