Chapter 150: The Little Boy Who Knocked the Stuffy Stick

Under the amazement.

He followed the footsteps, turning on the [Soul Vision] to search carefully.

He also silently uses his mana to deform the visual structures such as the ciliary body and lens of his eyes, so that he has a sensitive detection ability of visual ability that far exceeds the accuracy of the size of things, brightness and shade, color discrimination, dynamic and static displacement, etc.

But.

He walked to an area and then stopped his tracks.

Because the underground waterways, even if they are clearly traced at the last moment, can be washed away by large streams of sewage from residential areas and seawater that pours in at high tide.

Lao Chen had no choice but to stop, and while using his [Soul Sense] to sense the surrounding environment, he pondered bitterly: "Are so many people in the sewers also here to do business with that 'Obsessed King'? Are they really so unscrupulous - kidnapping all kinds of professionals, officials and aristocrats to make puppets? Mixing in this matter, but it will cause the middle and upper echelons of the entire city to panic and frantically backlash? Is it just to seize power? But this blow is a bit big, if the matter is exposed, many gods and churches will not be able to sit idly by?"

"Or is it just the secret behavior of some careerist? Isn't he putting himself in a bigger and more difficult danger to control? This crazy behavior of trying to be a power oligarch or a lone man to control the city is not a complete madman, or a gloomy and ruthless peerless hero? For example, the legendary wizard Griff is also completely finished~~~Only the supremacy of bloodline is such a thing, careerists may not even fool themselves, let alone fool all the upper, middle and lower elite groups, and people can still have a scene if their interests are the same. As soon as the olive branches of other big organizations were handed over, anti-bone boys immediately emerged in an endless stream. However, the incestuous behavior of the royal family of some countries on the earth has gone out of the level, the height of the chaos, and the chaos is shocking, and the most important thing is that ~ it has also ruled many countries for hundreds of years. ”

Just as he sorted out his thoughts and questions, he unconsciously walked forward for more than ten meters, and came to an intersection where the foul smell was relatively small. In his [Soul Vision], he suddenly caught a glimpse of a thin figure behind him, lurking from the shadows: was discovered by the "scouts" of which organization?!, but ~~ It seems that the grade is very small, and I didn't see any magic aura, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the gang of thieves in front of me and the King of Obsession.

Lao Chen didn't look back and immediately ran away, because he found that the other party was just holding a sharp pebble tied to a twisted wooden stick.

It's okay for this thing to hit the giant rat in the sewer, isn't that funny for a horizontal martial artist like him who has reached a high-level level?

He deliberately pretended to be watching around the corner, and did not immediately make any suspicious moves.

10 meters ...... Five-meter ...... One meter ......

Whew......

In the darkness behind him, he slammed down with a slam on the ground, hitting the door above his head.

Boom!!!

Boom Bla Bla......

The stones on the sticks shattered into flowers.

"Woo-la-!!...... There must be food for the surface people. The man cried out with joy.

The young man who knocks the stuffy stick is about ten ~ eleven or twelve years old, after all, some precocious children grow fast, so the specific age is not easy to judge accurately.

But judging from the baby's fat baby face and timid behavior, it should still be very immature and young.

He was like a primitive man, wrapped in rags—half of his body with sleeves and shoulders exposed.

There are some dark red hanging on the outside of the thick clothing, a bit like the dried fungus of the fleshy lac disc fungus, which looks ~ like the small intestine of human beings, or the intestines of pigs that we taste and eat.

It feels weird and creepy.

He was about to wait for the other party to 'lie down' and scavenge something of value from him, but before he could utter a quick cry of joy and joy, he saw the other person turn around unharmed.

"You, you, you......!!! how do you ...... Why didn't anything !!," the boy blurted out in horror.

"I'm an evil sorcerer who eats people~~~ ......!!! Chen Xuyuan deliberately exaggerated his expression, making a terrifying King Kong angry look with upside-down eyebrows, and at the same time threatened: "There is actually a human child with fine skin and tender flesh here! I sent it to the door myself !!to thank the master of killing and death, Nyarlathotep (Nyarlathotep), who brought me a meal of meat when I was hungry. Wow Ka ~~~ !! to turn it into barbecue ~~~ Come to my bowl ~~~"

The flame in Lao Chen's palm was blazing, and he was about to lose it.

Blinding blazing flames.

A terrifying, perverted and playful expression in the light of the fire.

It evokes the deep horror of the boy who has not seen the light of day for many years, and the vicious human world on the ground that has hurt him with stones and sticks.

The other party snorted wildly, "Ahhhh!!h

As if the pig about to be slaughtered under the butcher's knife was roaring in fear, "Babyface" threw out the useless bare wooden stick in his hand, mobilized the human instinct for survival, turned and kicked his leg as fast as he could—and fled without looking back.

Lao Chen dodged the wooden handle that came from the "slap in the face", revealing a devil-like narrow and vicious naughty smile, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to catch the other party at all, but just carried light skills and hung behind the young man without hesitation.

"Woo-woo-ha...... You can't escape...... Die obediently......!!!"

"Ah......h

Master Chen, who is "childlike at heart", makes some hurried footsteps and whistling in the air not far from the frightened poor boy, as if it is a terrifying cave with no one in the dark, performing a strange children's horror story of a scary cannibal demon.

In a hurry.

The frightened boy who hit him on the head with a stick, according to the instinct of the creature for safety, rushed towards the road home that he knew best.

Soon.

The young man, who didn't know his name yet, really took Lao Chen to discover his lair, a rock cave that resembled an abandoned mine cave and extended in all directions.

The baby-faced boy didn't care about the "caves" in front of him.

He ran for his life, passing through several stray cavern entrances in the shape of honeycomb coals, and rushed straight into one of them, the innermost one, which looked relatively neat.

The poor young man Hawthorn, who had been maliciously molested by Lao Chen, crossed his bed and his grandfather's bed, wrapped his body in some fairly dry canvas, and hid in fear in the corner behind a few pieces of broken wood furniture, shivering like an abandoned cat in the cold wind.