If there is a specialty of Ulysi, it must be garbage, because of the particularity of this place, the surrounding cities, large and small, tacitly regard this place as the best place to dispose of garbage, without bothering about the management or protests of the residents, and even the council has turned a blind eye to this act, as if it was acquiescing. Or, in the minds of those big people, if garbage can bury the grayest corners of the world, it is also a good choice.

But for the guys who live here, the garbage hill is undoubtedly a treasure. Anything in it that can be reused is the most valuable item. The resulting battles are also staged every day.

But today's Renault is lucky, he actually turned out a cracked magic crystal in a garbage heap that has been "developed", this dark purple crystal is covered with sludge and buried in a pile of broken tiles, perhaps because of this, it was not discovered by the previous people.

Renault had seen people sell magic crystals, which had always been a sought-after item in the recycling bin, and the shady vendors would buy them back, fix them a little, and put them back on the counter with a little magic. Even a relatively intact piece can be exchanged for a week's worth of food, like this one in Renault's hand at this moment, which is simply a treasure.

“lucky！” Renault whistled happily, and instead of the other glass bottles and tin jars, he ran back with the crystal in his arms.

"Old man, guess what I picked up today?" Before the curtain could be opened, Renault's excited voice could be heard in the distance.

"Old ...... Old man? ”

The familiar curses did not sound, not only the cursing, but even the heavy breathing that did not stop for a moment was gone, and the tattered little shack was as silent as a ghost.

The old man is gone!

Damn, what the hell is the stinky old man doing, don't you know what the hell your own body looks like?

Renault cursed in his heart, reflexively ran out of the shack, and shouted loudly in all directions.

"Stinky old man, where did you go!" "Stinky old man, come out quickly!"

Suddenly, there was a strange noise from behind the garbage mountain not far away, and Renault jerked his head back and ran towards the source of the sound.

Turning over the mountain of garbage, Renaud looked around, there was garbage everywhere, there was no trace at all, he walked without a head, suddenly his body suddenly shortened, and a strong blow came at his left foot, and before he could react, the whole world had been turned upside down.

He was suspended in mid-air by a rope.

"Yo hehehe, I caught it~" A shrill voice sounded, and the tone was indescribably obscene.

Renault turned around with great effort to see a tall, lanky man with pigtails tying the end of a rope to a piece of rebar. The guy was tied up and humming a little tune, looking very relaxed.

"Yo hehe, I didn't expect such a simple trap to catch prey, really, you're even more stupid than a beast, boy~"

The tall and lanky man walked up to Renault and admired his "prey" with satisfaction.

"You guy!" Renault hated the look on his face, and he swung his fists wildly, but none of them could hit the tall and thin man.

"Tut-tut, what a spirited boy, it's so good~" The tall and thin man seemed to like to see Renault struggling in vain, he stretched out an arm, and with two gentle flicks, Renault spun in mid-air.

"Hey, stop, stop!" Renaud covered his mouth with his hand and held back a strong feeling of vomiting. "Who the hell are you and what are you going to do?"

The tall and thin man grabbed Renault's ankle and made Renault stop, leaned his face to him and said, "My name is Dodd Hill, energetic boy, tell me, where is Izquir's 'baby' hidden?" ”

"What Izquil, I don't know what you're talking about, let me down!" Renault roared.

"Unbelawed boy," Hill let go of the hand that was pinching his ankle, "Need to be punished~"

He waved his hand slightly, and Renault spun again. This time the spin was stronger, and Renault, who was already on the verge of the limit, lost consciousness in a state of dizziness after holding on for two seconds.

"Oops, it seems that I have gone too far~" Hill looked at Renault, who was already foaming at the mouth, and scratched his head in annoyance.

"Forget it, since you know that Izkiel and this boy know each other, there will always be a way." With that, he put Renault down, lifted his collar with one hand, and carried him towards a more remote place.

In the dark night, there was a bonfire, and a sturdy figure was standing in front of the fire, he was wearing a black military uniform, with a long braid tied behind his head, the cigarette in his mouth flashed out with his breathing, he didn't say a word, and looked straight ahead with a cold face.

In that direction there was a slender old man leaning against the wall with his head down, languishing like a puddle of mud, and if it weren't for the slight fluctuation of his chest and beard, he would have been mistaken for a corpse.

There was a sound of footsteps from far and near, and Hill, who was wearing pigtails, appeared carrying the unconscious Renault.

"Still won't he speak?" Hill asked at his partner.

The indifferent man didn't speak, just lowered his eyes.

"It's really nerve-wracking," Hill threw Renault on the ground, stared at the old man who seemed to be lifeless, and said helplessly: "I really didn't expect that the dignified Itzikil would have fallen to this point, he should not be 45 years old, how can he look like he is about to die of old age, if it weren't for the mark on his body, I really can't believe it." ”

"The half-dead old man is the most difficult to do, don't say it, many methods can't be used, if you kill him, it's really over, it's a powerful magician." His tone was serious, even a little disappointed.

The next moment, however, he became cheerful again, walked up to Renault on the ground, and grabbed him by the hair so that others could see his face.

"Hey, old fellow, see who this is? Your favorite junior~"

The muddy old man opened his eyes and said angrily, "That's just a homeless child on the garbage mountain, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Oh~ That's right." A smile appeared on Ciel's face, and then he casually pulled a piece of burning wood from the fire and poked it at the back of Renault's hand with a smile.

"Ah!!h The pain struck, and Renault woke up suddenly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the collapsed old man in front of him, his face suddenly turned red, and he struggled frantically, but his body was pressed by Ciel's thighs, and he couldn't move a bit, so he had to let out an angry roar.

"Let go of me, you bastards, what have you done to the old man? How are you, old man! ”

Hearing the young man's roar, the smile on Hill's face became more and more intense, "Huo~ is really touching, obviously he is being burned, but he still has to care about others first?" Sure enough, it's milli~no~relationship~system~. ”

The old man who was paralyzed closed his eyes and did not respond in the slightest.

Hill held up the wooden stick with the flame in front of him, as if muttering to himself: "Since this is the case, it doesn't matter what happens to this young man~"

The extinguished charcoal was blown up by the wind with a blazing red light, reflecting Ciel like a smiling demon.

He threw away the charcoal, grabbed Renault's right arm, and slowly, little by little, twisted it, and the expression on the boy's face became hideous, but despite this, he clenched his teeth and did not make a sound.

Ciel's smile grew brighter: "What a brave boy," he raised his eyes to look at the old man, "It's worth saving, right~"

The old man's body began to tremble slightly, but he still did not make any sound.

"It's a pity," Ciel's hand was strengthened again, and the tendons and veins of the twisted arm burst out, and the bones also made a rattling sound, "No matter how tough the bones are, they will break~"

Renault's gums were bitten out of blood, his face was crimson, the blood vessels on his forehead were about to burst, every muscle of his was trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears, but his eyes were staring at the old man, but there was no trace of resentment in his eyes, only full of determination.

"Click", a crisp sound echoed in the night sky.