Looking at these familiar fogs, Xiao Yan casually took out a Glock full of bullets from his cloak, and at the same time took out two rows of magazines and put them in his suit pocket.

The fog filled very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yan's vision was seriously obstructed, and he couldn't even see what was happening at the mouth of the alley. Even the rat's sound at his feet was ethereal because of the mist.

It would be too slow to see that the whole of Paris was disturbed at this time. It's just that it is not yet known whether this interference is aimed at Xiao Yan, the uninvited "guests", or the entire city of Paris. But frankly speaking, if it is really aimed at the entire Paris metropolitan area, Charlotte has done too much. And to do this, it is simply impossible without the participation of Shijie no Tree. And this is one of the questions that Xiao Yan has not solved before.

What kind of role does Shijie no Tree assume in this Jihua of Charlotte?

Xiao Yan did not turn on the infrared line of sight in the fog, and the suspension in the fog also has a very good absorption effect on heat, and the use of heat-based infrared sight has no meaning in such a fog.

There was a strange sound from the trash can at his feet, which seemed to be the rattling sound of something moving rapidly along the wall and running over the food that had been gouged out by the wild cats.

The sound quickly spread out, gradually dissipating towards the mouth of the alley. But soon, these voices came back from Xiao Yan's side, and the sound quickly became dense, and it seemed that many things were quickly moving around Xiao Yan's side. Occasionally, a few small animals hit Xiao Yan's heels. Then he hurriedly fled along Xiao Yan's feet.

It's like an escape. And behind these strange sounds. Maybe there's something that's causing them to panic. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan quickly walked to the back door of the restaurant, and gently pushed it with his hand, and the door opened.

The creaking sound of opening not only represented the age of the back door of the restaurant, but also created an extremely obvious effect in the entire alleyway, Xiao Yan could feel that the small animals in the alleyway were suddenly stunned.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fog had not yet entered the back kitchen of this restaurant, Xiao Yan hurriedly walked in. Then he closed the back door with the same creaking sound. As Xiao Yan closed the door, the dark back kitchen quickly fell silent, and the sounds of wandering around outside were cut off by the old back door, like something else Shijie had happened.

Xiao Yan reached out and found the light switch in the back kitchen on the wall, and pressed it a few times, it seems that this back kitchen is not only old at the back door, but also has problems with the lighting circuit. Among the four sets of ceiling lights, only the corner farthest away from Xiao Yan began to shine, and even then, that set of top lights was not completely bright. It's a twinkle and a twinkle in the dark. The humming sound of the ballast, intertwined with the sound in the tubes, not only did not make the surroundings bright. On the contrary, it adds some flavor that makes people's hearts hairy.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, with the help of the flickering lights, he had already seen the appearance of this back kitchen. Unlike the back door and ceiling lights, this is a very modern looking and very large back kitchen. The whole kitchen presents a standard hollow shape, and the place where the light shines is the clear water pool. There, there was a pile of unwashed dishes piled up in the sink, and the grease stains on the plates seemed to freeze in the jumping lights, but the rest of the kitchen was quite neat and clean. The various pots and pans hanging on the shelves, the yards of haode knives, and the neatly arranged à la carte menus pasted on the steel wire, these normal arrangements in the dim light show an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Xiao Yan glanced at the back door again, there was a small blurry window on the old back door, from which he could vaguely see something in the alley outside. It's just that at this time it's full of fog outside, even if you want to see what's going on outside, you can't do it. I could only faintly hear the sound of hurried escape outside.

At this moment, there seemed to be some unusual movement in the whole back kitchen, the order menus pasted on the steel wire were windless and automatic, and the hula sounded, and after a few seconds, even the hanging haode pots and pans began to shake constantly, occasionally hitting each other and making a sharp sound. On top of that, the knives, the dishes in the pool, were all chirping slightly, as if there was some loud vibration nearby.

However, Xiao Yan could be sure that there was absolutely no vibration around him. Those weird chirping knives and crocks are definitely odd, and maybe they have something to do with the strange changes in the alleyways.

Thinking of this, he turned off the only light that was on, and then quietly left the back door and walked to the depth of the back kitchen. It was not far from the passage of Bucai, and he could walk from here to the front hall at any time if he needed to.

After about 15 seconds or a little longer, the sounds in the kitchen became even louder, like a giant tornado raging in the kitchen. The only problem is that in this room, not to mention the wind, even the air seems to be frozen. Xiao Yan let out a long breath, and then, in his line of sight, a huge eye suddenly appeared.

To be exact, in the small window of the back door, an emotionless eye suddenly appeared, and the pupils of this eye were almost the size of a whole window. The eye seemed to hear the movement in the back kitchen, and silently approached the small window of the back door, and began to look into the dark back kitchen.

Xiao Yan stood silently in the darkness, looking at that eye and seemed to blink.

There was nothing in the back kitchen except for the turbulent pots and pans that drew the eye into attention, as if such a sound had become normal for the eye, and it began to slowly move away.

At the moment when Xiao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the ceiling lights in the back kitchen, which had not been shining before, suddenly all flashed, and at the same time, Xiao Yan's body was fully displayed. Suddenly, I saw an extra human in the room, and the eyes did not change, and it approached the small window again, looking at Xiao Yan from the outside.

Xiao Yan didn't have any panic about this change, he raised the Glock in his hand and whispered, "Okay, baby, come here, come here." I'll give you a taste of what it's like to be happy. ”

The eye didn't care about Xiao Yan's threat that couldn't be conveyed to the outside, it began to slowly move away, to be exact, at a different angle, and then, the old back door made a "bang" pushing sound. This change made Xiao Yan slightly stunned, he didn't remember that he had locked the back door just now, but now it seemed that the thing outside the door seemed to be locked out and could not come in.

The banging of the back door quickly became louder, and it seemed that the subject of the eye was getting agitated, and it kept banging on the back door. Only this time, the old back door stubbornly resisted the impact of this guy, and only the sound of thudding spread throughout the back kitchen.

Xiao Yan re-grasped the gun in his hand, and suddenly felt a chill in his back, and without thinking about it, he turned over and fell to the ground. A cold light grazed the top of his head, flew out with a "woo", and then nailed to the opposite wall with a thud. It was a boning knife, and the blade of the knife glowed harshly in the bright light of the back kitchen.

Xiao Yan didn't pause, he flipped on his side twice in a row along the passage, and behind him, the sound of Ding Ding Ding Ding was constantly in his ears, even if the sound of the impact of the back door was still increasing, the sound of these knives landing was still very clear.

Xiao Yan glanced back after dodging these attacks. The boning knife that had been embedded in the wall before had begun to shake constantly, and then suddenly fell off the wall, floated in the air and changed directions, and re-aimed at Xiao Yan.

Not only this boning knife, but also the knives that had already fallen to the ground also floated one by one, aiming at Xiao Yan from different angles. In addition, Xiao Yan felt that the Glock in his hand was also moving strangely, as if there was something in the distance that had a strong attraction to this gun, and the entire gun was creating a feeling of being torn apart in Xiao Yan's hand.

The Teenage Trialist hurriedly placed Glock into the cloak, and it was clear that the metal gear was the most restricted in this room, including his staff.

He couldn't stay here for long, the impact of the back door had become more frequent, and Xiao Yan could see that the joint between the door and the wall had begun to peel off, which was a precursor to the imminent collapse of this back door. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan turned around and ran towards the passage in the front hall. Behind him, not only the knives, but also the metal pots and pans floated up from the hanger one by one, just chasing Xiao Yan's back and flying over.

After Xiao Yan pushed open the wooden door of the cloth vegetable passage, he suddenly closed it, and vaguely heard the clanging sound behind the door, he often exhaled, turned his head to look at the hall, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I don't know when, this hall of about four or five hundred square meters has been brightly lit, but there is no one inside, only those knives, forks and cutlery are floating in the air one by one, and the sharpest tips have been aimed at Xiao Yan.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom" in the back kitchen, and a snoring pant seeped in as the sound of glass and wood hitting the ground.

This is really a roadblock in front of you, and a chasing monster in the back.

Xiao Yan suddenly lowered his body, pulled out a tablecloth from the table closest to him, and shook his hand, turning it into a huge cover. The metal knives and forks whizzed through the tablecloth, but one by one they were nailed in the air.

The sudden change stunned the manipulators in the distance, and there was no sound in the entire hall except for the chaos.

Xiao Yan stood in the branches of the Shijie Tree, looking at the empty road around him, frowning. (To be continued......)