After returning the umbrella to the girl, Calais left the alley.

The torrential rain continued, and Calais was still walking in the rain with his dark green cane, and the rain did not affect him much.

He felt as if he was crying for him all day, and the loss of his family was an unbearable pain.

But Calais has long since come out of the shadows, and people cannot be resurrected after death, and the mourning for the old man is enough for him alone, and he does not need the mercy of heaven and earth.

Through the rainstorm, Calais could see the vague figure following him.

The girl was holding a worn-out umbrella, unable to withstand the pouring rain, and her whole body was already wet.

Around the corner, Calais suddenly paused and turned to look at the girl behind her.

"Ahh Chased around the corner, saw Calais standing behind the corner, almost bumped in, and the girl jumped.

"Yes, yes, sorry." The girl's voice was still so timid, stammering, and she didn't dare to look down at Calais.

"What's wrong?" Calais asked why the girl followed her.

The girl stumbled and stopped, but when she saw Calais in front of her, she seemed to have the courage to speak again.

"You beat Brother Biao, I can't go back, he will definitely take revenge on me." The girl's voice was very small, and under the cover of the rainstorm, it was like a mosquito humming, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

But Calais's hearing was extraordinary, and he knew clearly what the girl was saying.

It's so cruel, a well-intentioned shot may ruin someone else's life. I beat Brother Biao this time, and the next time I will be his boss.

People can die, but they can't lose face, this is the underworld iron rule of the slums, the field will be found sooner or later, and it will still be the girl who will suffer at that time.

"I'm sorry." Calais didn't think so much about it when he started it, the slums were intertwined, and the whole body could be moved at the first moment.

"Come with me." Calais decides to leave the place with the maiden.

Hearing this, the girl was stunned for a moment, but then joy appeared in her eyes.

She is simple, and she can see that Brother Biao is very strong, but Calais is stronger than Brother Biao, and that is enough.

Hurry up with Calais, and it would be exciting for a young girl to have a strong backer in a place like the slums.

The rainstorm is very heavy, and the slums are also very heavy, so if you want to get out, you can't get out of the rain less.

The only shelter from the rain in the open slums is these simple eaves, and in many places you can only walk through the rain.

The girl who followed behind looked at Calais, and with great difficulty raised the small umbrella to cover the top of Calais's head and protect him from the rain.

But the umbrella was too small, and the torrential rain and the howling wind made the girl's umbrella sway, and the rain sprinkled her, drenching her thoroughly.

"I don't need to, you cover it." Through the torrential rain, Calais's voice reached the girl's ears clearly.

"But—" The girl hesitated.

"It's fine."

The girl was a little distracted, stiffly holding the umbrella above her head, and staring blankly at the figure walking in front of her.

The slum was so large that they had no means of transportation and could only walk on foot, and finally, the torrential rain, which lasted for more than two hours, was slowly getting smaller, and although it was night, there was a feeling that the rain had cleared the sky.

"Do you know how to get to Hildefa here?" Calais asked the maiden.

It was obviously not possible to walk, Calais was going to go to Hildefa for the night, and the girl was now drenched, and it was only a matter of time before she fell ill if she did not rest well.

"I... Don't know, never been. The girl shook her head.

Although the rain became lighter, the wind did not weaken, and the wet girl was a little chilled by the wind, her arms were clasped to her chest, and her body trembled unconsciously.

The door of the hut on the side suddenly opened, and a man in a sweatshirt looked at the girl who was drenched in the rain and smiled evilly.

"Little girl, do you want to come in and hide from the rain?" The man in the undershirt completely ignored Calais and reached out to grab the girl.

The startled girl hurriedly took two steps back, left the leaky eaves, and hid in the rain.

"Exactly." Calais got it gently, shook his body, and came to the man in the undershirt.

The man's voice stopped abruptly, and he felt something against his throat, causing him to turn red in pain.

"You, you, you." The man in the shirt quickly stepped back, his eyes widened, and he looked at Calais warily, speechless.

He didn't even know how this thin young man, who he didn't pay attention to at all, appeared in front of him, and pressed his dark green cane against his throat.

Didn't react!

"Do you know how to get to Hildefa?" Calais asked lightly.

"I don't know!" The man roared in horror and quickly reached out to try to close the door.

But Calais would not let him get his wish, locked the man's outstretched hand, twisted it hard, and the man in the sweatshirt was directly put to the ground by Calais, unable to move.

"Ahhhh Let me go. "The pain in Callai's hand was so severe that as soon as he struggled, his arm would be in sharp pain.

"Does it hurt? Take us to Hildefa. Calais said softly to the man in the undershirt who was lying on the ground.

The girl on the side looked at it in surprise, from Calais to the attack, but in just a few seconds, this had to remind her of what happened to Brother Biao.

The man was cold, ruthless, and decisive.

"Don't, don't, I really don't know how to get there." The man in the undershirt wailed, begging for mercy from Calais.

"Don't you really know?" Gradually, Calais's questioning, like the sound of hell, pierced the man's ears.

"Did you know you might die?" The faint words did not contain the feelings of still peace, but to the man in the sweatshirt, it sounded like a talisman, ready to take his life.

"I know, I know, I'll take you." Under the fear of pain and death, the man in the undershirt finally gave in and honestly agreed to Calais's request.

"Let's go." Calais let go of his hand and waited for the man in the undershirt to lead the way.

"Big brother, go this way." The man in the undershirt didn't dare to ink, and walked outside with the two Calais.

Although it was raining outside, the man in the sweatshirt didn't dare to play the umbrella, for fear that if he delayed for a second, he would die, so he led the way for the two of them.

"That's my car, I'll send my eldest brother and sister-in-law over." The man in the undershirt pointed to a dilapidated car in the distance and walked over.

Hearing the man's name, the girl's face flushed slightly, and she secretly glanced at Calais, only to find that he was expressionless.

But compared to the loneliness when she stood there, Calais's face was a little softer now, and looking at Calais's thin side face, the girl still felt slightly handsome.

The three of them got into the car and drove all the way down the road towards Hildefa.

"Big brother, I don't have much energy here, I don't have enough to come back, you see..." The man in the undershirt also tentatively accosted Calais to see how Calais reacted.

"Don't talk nonsense." What answered him was three short words, which frightened the man in a sweatshirt and drove silently.

The girl curled up and trembled against the corner of the door and seat, the broken car had no heating, and even the windows could not be closed, driving on the road, the cold wind continued to pour in, making the cold girl's face even paler.

Looking at the girl in the corner, Calais turned the wind and thunder, and the invisible wind barrier enveloped the girl, slightly alleviating the cold wind on her.

But after all, it is a wind barrier, and even if Calais controls it precisely, it will inevitably not make people feel the flow of gas.

"Hurry up." Calais urged the man in the undershirt.

"Okay, big brother."

The car was speeding all the way, and the man in the sweatshirt was crazy about the car in the rainy weather, and he almost skidded several times, and the fluttering car caused the girl to scream, and her face turned a little paler with a slight improvement.

Calais had no choice but to arrive at a warm hotel to make the girl well.

"Big brother, the front is about to arrive, but I'm a black household, I can't get in, and if I drive further, I will be intercepted if I am discovered." The man in the undershirt explained in a hurry, lest Calais be dissatisfied.

"Find a place to stop."

"Yes, big brother." The man in the sweatshirt was relieved and responded quickly to Calais, and the car slowed down steadily and stopped on the side of the road.

"Get out of the car." Calais shouted to the girl to get out of the car and prepare to run into Hildefa on her legs.

The girl was already a little confused at the moment, and the nerves that had been tense before gradually became relaxed in the car, and the feeling of exhaustion swept in, making the brain very heavy.

Calais pulled the girl by the hand and picked her up.

The girl is no better than Magnolia, and if you carry her on her back, the high-speed running girl will definitely not be able to bear it.

Running all the way along the fields next to the road, Calais did not dare to be too public, if he did not pay attention to concealment without a shielding device, he would inevitably be detected by the public security if he quickly broke into Hildefa, and trouble was inevitable at that time.

Calais tried to keep himself as steady as possible, and he used the thunder and lightning field to move and bounce quickly, and unloaded the force, which made the girl very comfortable.

Feeling the comfortable environment, exhaustion occupied the girl's entire brain, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep groggyly.

Calais, who did not dare to speed up, spent an hour finally taking the girl into Hildefa.

Came to a more remote small hotel, only this kind of place, open a room without registering the ID of both parties, only need to register one person, otherwise I want to think of a girl who has no ID, want to stay, it will inevitably cost a lot of tricks.

Looking at the girl in Calais's arms, the front desk boss was not surprised, there were more people who opened the room at night, and the boss naturally didn't care about these.

The girl's clothes were removed, and under the green carcass, there were bruises of different shades, and the blood had not yet melted away, and it seemed that they were all left recently.

In addition to the recent bruises, Calais also found many old scars, the earliest of which can be assumed to be from a year ago.

Thinking that the girl has also suffered a lot, how such a girl survives in the slums, Calais knows how much in his heart.

After drying the girl and putting it in the warm bed, Calais went out to buy medicine for the girl.