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It was an old man with a cunning in his eyes, and he practiced Tai Chi that seemed to be gentle, but it was also the most primitive art of killing elves.

Behind his seemingly smile, there was a knife that all elves feared.

The other six snake heads present, no elf dared to disobey this old guy too much. Especially when all this bunch of elves are gathered in the same room.

Because such a venue is the most beneficial for the elderly.

Chaos will give him a chance to find the opponent's fatal point in an instant, and as soon as he makes a move, it is a killing move that will kill the elves.

Therefore, the meeting of the seven snakeheads in the Eastern District ended smoothly.

At the end of the meeting, the elder said, "It's time to let that code name come about?" ”

The greasy man added, "Codename Savior." ”

The elder nodded: "I should also let this guy who doesn't know what to do know know that he can kill the sheriff and the judge, but he wants to do something to us elves." He's still a few pounds away. ”

After the meeting, the elder took the lead and left the damp and dark secret meeting place with the two apprentices accompanied by his men.

Outside, at the mouth of the alley, an elderly classic car was waiting there.

But the old fellow suddenly had a little other interest.

He looked at the street girl who was wandering on the side of the road not far away, and after laughing twice, his apprentices retreated. It is not clear whether they were gone or not, for they were never seen again that night.

The elder took out a folding cane and walked slowly forward with it. He deliberately walked past the women standing on the street.

It was a staggering, old figure.

These female elves are not willing to accept such guest elves.

Because there is no guarantee that there will be any problems in between.

After all, in these years, it is not uncommon for an old guy of this age to come out to look for flowers, and sudden death.

So what can change the views of these street girls is the elf coins thrown out of the hands of the elders.

It's just that the old fellow threw his bait out, and then took it back.

His eyes seemed to be extremely interested in those female elves, but he rejected one after another female elves who took the initiative to pounce.

He seemed to enjoy the rejection of the elves, the feeling of the elves being ready to kneel at his knees.

This may be a bit perverted.

But it is precisely because of his metamorphosis that he has become an elf with a head and a face in the East End.

Slowly, he didn't know where he had got.

It was far away from the original bar street, and the surroundings had become secluded, and even the elven shadows were becoming scarce, until there was no one else but him.

He continued walking, and the sound of his three legs echoed through the street.

Two heavy and one light, so light that the voice was naturally the folding cane in his hand. It's a bargain, at least it doesn't look valuable, just like the cheap trekking poles that can be bought for a dozen dollars in the scenic area.

It seems that there is this thing that makes this old guy still stand there calmly when a dark shadow appears in front of him.

He looked at the figure in front of him, dressed in black and dressed like a black coat, and asked softly, "You are the code name Savior?" ”

"It doesn't look like it's the same as on the Internet!"

"Aren't you curious that an old man like me can also surf the Internet? No way, do you have to keep up with the times to do business! ”

There are many words from the elderly, but those words are not useless.

Because he completely inspired the fighting spirit of the black shadow in front of him.

Under the black coat, a machete with a flickering cold light was pulled out the moment it reached the old man, and slashed at the old man's head.

Even in the face of such a situation, the elder was still calm, and the cane in his hand was slowly raised, and the speed could not keep up with the speed of the machete. But he just blocked the attack of the machete, which could instantly kill an ordinary elf.

After the machete missed the first move, it was followed by the second move, and the third move slashed towards the elder.

The old man kept waving the cane in his hand, and each swing landed just right on the spot where the machete was about to be cut off.

The speed is not slow or urgent, and it is used at a critical moment.

With an inconspicuous movement, the machete and black coat were shaken back.

The cane in the old man's hand was one finger ahead, and the cane hit the chest of the black coat directly with a strong force.

In an instant, the old man could have taken his life.

It seemed that self-confidence gave him time to stop.

"You're not a code name savior! I watched the video on the Internet very carefully, that guy's body is not like you, his body is more chaotic, but it is stronger. ”

The elder slowly waved the cane in his hand and walked slowly towards the black coat that had been hit:

"I'm glad you're not! Otherwise, the old man will be disappointed! ”

Just as his cane was about to flick it directly to the top of the black coat without hesitation.

A strong wind broke through between the elder and the black coat at a very fast speed.

The strength of the comer is extraordinary, and the elder who is a martial artist senses it instantly.

"What elves!"

The elder shouted.

A figure wearing a tuxedo and wearing a white mask appeared and stood in front of the black coat.

The tuxedo took off his high hat, and politely bent down at the old man and greeted: "Old man! ”

The strength of the tuxedo, just a moment ago, the elder judged a rough idea. With his strength, he didn't need to bow to himself at all, but at this moment, he bowed his head, which meant that the other party had made concessions.

The rules in the rivers and lakes are naturally clear to the elderly.

He also loosened the strength of his hand, and calmly asked the tuxedo: "Your Excellency is ......?"

The tuxedo did not answer directly, and under the white mask, a cunning voice said: "My little brother fought the wrong elf, and he let him go today." ”

"Put the elf?" The old man said, "Do you know the rules? ”

"Understood!"

The tuxedo nodded, and bent down again at the elder, but the next moment. The tuxedo suddenly turned, and the cane that appeared in his hand in an instant, and disappeared in an instant, slashed across the wrist of the black coat.

Blood splattered, and one of the black coat's hands was cut off in an instant.

The black coat screamed and rolled there.

The tuxedo said coldly: "Since you have moved your fist, then leave one fist." ”

"That's enough, let's go!" The elder also accepted it when he saw it and said, "This piece of land in the eastern district is not something that you can come over casually from other districts." ”

The tuxedo nodded again, pulled up the black coat with the severed hand, and turned to leave.

It was fast, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The matter was settled, and the elder originally wanted to leave directly.

But he subconsciously turned around, but saw that there was nothing in the original position of the severed hand.

Not even a trace of blood?

There could have been no elf who had cleaned it up right under his nose so quickly.

Soon he thought of a gang of beings that made the East End nervous:

"Illusionist ???"

......

"See!"

The tuxedo, under the white mask, said in a sly voice: "A sixty-year-old man, you are not an opponent yet. Not to mention the entire West End? ”

The black coat put away the machete in his hand: "How strong can a sheriff be?" ”

"Don't underestimate the four sub-bureaus in Chengnan City, each sub-bureau has a strong heritage in it."

Tuxedo White Mask sneered, "Even the infamous Eastern District Bureau has his unfathomable heritage!" ”

"Like this old guy?" The black coat pointed at the old man in the distance and asked.

At this moment, the two elves were standing on the top floor of a building on the side of the street. This figure in a tuxedo with illusion skills rescued him from the old man's men in just an instant, and transferred him here.

The strength of the strength can be seen.

And the strength of the old man at the bottom also makes the elf have to be afraid.

The illusionist didn't answer much about the East End, instead asked the black coat, "This old guy said he used you as a code name savior?" ”

The black coat nodded.

The illusionist sneered: "It seems that these snakeheads in the Eastern District are planning to attack the code name Savior." That's a guy who annoys elves after all. ”

The black coat said, "He killed the bad elves, so I don't hate him!" ”

The illusionist said, "There is no intention to make you hate him, what you need to do is to kill a few more elves while the code name savior is being noticed by all the elves, and kill a few more elves in the name of the code name savior." ”

"I don't kill good elves!"

The black coat seemed to see the conspiracy beneath the illusionist's mask, and the illusionist continued, "The good elves have a lot more meaning than the bad elves. What we have to do is get rid of those guys who don't have a sense of existence, so naturally we want to take the opportunity to kill a few more bad elves! ”

"Even here, the bad elves of this world can never be killed......."

......

Nanshan Orphanage.

After a few days of the arrival of the abducted children's parents, only 10 of the 55 elves did not contact their parents for the time being, so they had to live in the Nanshan Orphanage first.

Fortunately, there are all elves here, and for elves, parting may be sad, and with playmates, they will soon focus on other things.

But in front of one hundred and thirty-seven elves, the number of elves such as Wang Dahai was obviously not enough to master.

Especially when each elf still has its own belonging.

In addition to being able to cook, Bao Ding asked him to take elves, but he almost didn't have a score, not to mention the demon girl Wen Yu who flew around at night.

Bai Xiao likes to drown with a few elves with good grades in mathematics and physics all day long, although it reduces some pressure. But most of the pressure is still in front of Wang Dahai and Ju Siqin, and Lu Ankang still needs to go to various crime scenes often, so he can't help at all.

And Ju Siqin secretly suggested - "It's better not to let Teacher Lu help." ”

Because Lu Ankang's first lesson was to stage a lesson in dissecting rabbits for these elves. There was a female elf who was scared and cried on the spot.

As for the east gate, where you can't see the elven shadow at all, it's even more unremarkable.

"At least two life teachers are needed to take care of the diet and daily life of these elves!"

Wang Dahai pondered in the office, but where to find these elves?

The most important thing is that the situation here in the Nanshan Orphanage is also destined to be impossible to find a random elf to be a life teacher.

Therefore, he had to consider asking Cai Feng on the ghost market about the situation.

This guy seems to have the weird elven talent resources of the entire city of Chengnan - the elves naturally have it there when they choose him.

However, I am afraid that there is no intention of working in the Nanshan Orphanage.

But Cai Feng still kindly reminded Wang Dahai: "Instead of coming to me to find resources, it is better to choose one yourself." ”

Choose?

Where to choose?

......

As the four major sub-bureaus of Chengnan City began to crack down on elven mouth dealers, the entire police community was working overtime.

There is such an unexpected elf, since the first time he arrived at the Nanshan Orphanage, he often came here, nominally to visit those elves as volunteers.

In fact, every time she came, in addition to the food prepared for the elves, she also prepared something special for Wang Dahai.

In the most popular way, everyone can see that this girl may be the principal of the Nanshan Orphanage.

That girl is Yang Liuqing, the young police flower of the Western District Bureau.

There is a difference between Yang Liuqing and Zheng Xiaochen, a motivated sheriff.

Both elves have backgrounds, while the latter relies more on their own strength. The former, on the other hand, is outside the background and rarely shows his strength.

Or: "Actually, I'm going to quit sooner or later!" ”

She said to Bai Xiao, the only one who was familiar with the Nanshan Orphanage: "After all, you also know that after we female elves reach a certain age, we still find a good male elf to marry well." ”

Yang Liuqing subconsciously looked at the direction of Wang Dahai's office.

Bai Xiao reminded: "It's a pity that our principal may not be a good male elf. And he's not in the office now, he's in the library. ”

The library of the Nanshan Orphanage is a new building built by Gao Ling for these elves after the Bihai Villa.

It is divided into three floors.

On the first floor is the reading hall, where you can find a variety of books.

Of course, there are other furnishings.

It's just that everything inside is still very messy after the completion of the project, and the smell of paint will take a while to dissipate, so it is not open for the time being.

Even so, Wang Dahai still took the initiative to take over the labor of tidying up the library in his spare time.

Because in the whole school, except for him who is the most idle, the rest of the elves need to substitute for teachers.

Even though he has the identity of the code name Savior, he always acts at night.

In broad daylight, he's not an elf who likes to sit idly in his office.

He chose to clean the newly completed library, spent a few days cleaning the inside and out, and spent a few more days setting up the shelves.

By the time Yang Liuqing passed, Wang Dahai was already sorting the books donated by Bihai Villa and all walks of life.

Yang Liuqing walked into the library and immediately smelled the smell of paint that was not too choking on the elf.

Even so, she, the eldest lady, still subconsciously frowned. Then in a corner on the second floor, I found Wang Dahai, who was quickly flipping through the books and silently classifying the books.

All that remains in the library is the sound of pages 'clattering' as they turn the pages.

Until the sound of Yang Liuqing's high heels approached......