Xiao Yan didn't know what kind of deep hatred there was between the two monsters, and they would actually start fighting as soon as they met, but now was not the time to think about these things.

But now is the right time, Xiao Yan can take advantage of the monsters on both sides to fight each other, leave the scene safely, and find a safer place.

Just then, a flash of light in the firelight caught his attention.

It was the light around the corpses of the huge monsters, and it looked like a crystal, and in the light of the flames, the crystal was shining and looking crystal clear.

In the middle of the crystal, there was a metal-like thing, looking through the surface of the crystal at this time, the whole crystal was like an evil eye, which was tempting Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan can guarantee that there are absolutely no crystals on this street just now, in fact, if there are such crystals here during the day, then it will definitely not be Xiao Yan who can see it.

In other words, it was from these dead monsters that this unusually strange crystal fell.

As soon as he thought of "dropping", Xiao Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath, from the perspective of online games, monsters generally drop better than the whiteboard in the store.

Although he didn't know what this crystal could bring, Xiao Yan would never give up this opportunity, there was still a lot of space in the leather bag in his hand, and he could take this crystal away and study it slowly.

Thinking of this, he reactivated his body.

The running shoes he had been wearing when he had brought this shijie had now been replaced by calfskin leather shoes.

This new pair of shoes is like Xiao Yan's feet that have been specially measured, very fitting, and the soft calfskin also makes Xiao Yan feel comfortable, in such a cold and foggy night, wearing such leather shoes is definitely a comfortable feeling.

This feeling was not over, Xiao Yan's body suddenly rushed out like a projectile from a slingshot, and almost within 3 seconds, he had already rushed to the side of the crystal.

Instead of bending down and bowing his head, he skillfully stepped on a hook, grabbed the crystal in his hand in the air, did not stop, exerted his strength again, and ran towards the fog without fighting at the other end of the street.

Behind him, the battle between the ropes and the giant monster suddenly stopped for a moment because of his appearance, and the moment Xiao Yan started running, dozens of ropes struck the place where Xiao Yan had just stood.

However, this kind of after-the-fact replenishment was meaningless, just like just now, Xiao Yan had completely disappeared into the vast mist before these ropes hit him again.

In London's South End, near the south bank of the River Thames, about 2 kilometres from the docks, the First Blacksmith tavern, at 7 p.m., the hotel business was just beginning.

Glass mirrors, half-moon-shaped rooms, windows with images of goddesses pouring wine, dim light on window glasses, and neatly arranged beer barrels can make people who struggle to walk outside in the cold fog feel like a paradise.

It seems that walking into such a tavern can relieve all worries and sorrows.

The First Blacksmith's Tavern had been a good place for a while, and before the rumors and the horrors of the night had dispersed in the neighborhood, the owner of the tavern had made a lot of money from the middle-class clerks, and had renovated the tavern several times.

However, as rumors and terrifying voices appeared in the neighborhood, a large number of wealthy people left the neighborhood, and the tavern's business plummeted.

Fortunately, it is not yet the most difficult time.

Although the rumors made people dare not stay alone in the streets as soon as they entered the foggy night, they also made some late returnees have to stay out of the range of those sounds, wait for the clock to strike zero, all the sounds will disappear, and then go home.

During this time, people who had to stay outside had to go to a nearby bar to solve their stomach problems, and some would also spend the night in the small rooms of the tavern, among which the First Blacksmith Tavern was their most popular choice.

Unlike the other taverns, the First Blacksmith Tavern opens late, with the tacit approval of Scotland Yard, and the detectives are unable to solve the strange phenomenon and can only accept some workarounds.

Today's fog came early, and it was much thicker than ever.

Crucially, in the depths of the mist, those strange sounds were particularly loud tonight, and all kinds of howls came and went, and even the tavern hosts, who were accustomed to these sounds, were somewhat frightened at this time.

At that moment, the wind chimes connected to the gate suddenly jingled, and the sound was so harsh in the howls that one of the hostesses even trembled with fright and smashed a glass glass to the ground.

A middle-aged man in a dark coat with a hard shell on his head walked in from outside, he shook his clothes slightly, as if the fog was still stained on him, and in his right hand, he carried a small leather bag, very well cut, and looked expensive.

"My name is Parin, I just arrived in London, give me an undisturbed room, I will stay for two days, in addition, I need a dinner, a grilled steak, a large salad, a boiled mussel, today is tired of the day, I have an appetite to eat a cow, no wine, normal water is fine."

The tall middle-aged man with a high nose and light blue eyes directly interrupted the bartender's greeting.

His voice was a little buzzing, sounding like he had a cold, and he looked a little tired.

Glancing at the tavern's set-up, the guest, who claimed to be Palin, said to himself, "Listen, here's five pounds, and if you can settle these things in a minute, the rest of the money will be yours, and if you have one more problem, you'll deduct five shillings." ”

The bartender immediately shut up, turned his head and motioned to the other half of the hostess, and said, "Femirla, take this distinguished gentleman to the private room upstairs, and inform the back kitchen to serve the food quickly, this gentleman is so tired, we must let him recover as soon as possible." ”

The hostess, who was the same as her age, glanced at the bartender, turned her head to look at the middle-aged man named Parin, and said with a smile: "Sir, please come with me, the private room is upstairs, as long as you sleep, your spirit will definitely be better." ”

Parin muttered, as if "I hope so," but the voice wasn't clear.

He followed Fairmilla up to the second floor, and after a while the waitress came down with a twinkle in her eyes, and whispered, "Oh my God, he gave me five shillings, and it's the first time I've seen such a generous man, and even the lord of Westminster Abbey won't tip me so much at once." ”

The bartender looked at the five one-pound notes on the bar and asked, "What do you think, Femirla, would you like to talk to Scotland Yard?" It was so wrong tonight, and it was such a coincidence that this generous gentleman came, and I always felt that there was something wrong, and I thought that if the detectives from Scotland Yard had come once, maybe I would have been able to feel a little more at ease. ”

"So you're stupid, and I'm not," said Femira scoffingly, "your eyes are under your nose, Coran, as you say, how could an outsider come in as quietly as he did just now, given that there was so much commotion outside?" ”

After taking a sip of water, Femirla continued: "Also, before I sent this old man into the room, I clearly smelled a very strange fishy smell on his body, yes, it was the same smell left over from the places where the homeless disappeared in the block. ”

Looking at the bartender's somewhat dumbfounded eyes, the hostess made a "closing statement" in a low voice: "You know, if it were me, I would never have tried to find any Scottish Yard detective to help, the old man upstairs came for those voices, I am sure, maybe it is still a spy of Scotland Yard, if you want to live a good life, listen to me, just don't see anything." ”

The bartender shrugged his shoulders, picked up the £5 from the bar, turned his head to look away, and shouted, "Sylvia, what's going on there?" You break another glass here, which will be deducted from your paycheck, hurry up and clean it up and wait for the guests to come. ”

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