Chapter Ninety-Seven: Baby, Please Turn Around
There was a dead silence, only the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Guys, how is this magic?"
The professor smiled hoarsely, and a metal flute slipped out of his cuff, the flute was at his fingertips, dexterous as an elf: "I think, next, we can talk, right? About the assignment of that oriental imp......"
He waved his hand, and in silence the butcher withdrew his gaze and returned to his back.
"Musician?" Lorenzo's expression twitched, and he whispered to himself, "What level?"
"At least musicians. The musician who was hidden in the line said, "Moreover, the flesh butcher alone is already tricky, and we are not sure." ”
"No matter how good a butcher is, he is only human. ”
"No, to that extent, we generally call it a monster. ”
The musician in the team sighed: "All along, the professor has been deeply hidden, and he didn't expect it to be a musician...... It's the professor's trap, Lorenzo, we've fallen for it. ”
Lorenzo understood what he meant.
In the face of the combination of the professor and the butcher, if there is a war, the possibility of losing is not necessarily impossible, but the victory is bound to be a miserable victory. A professor with endless hole cards and a monster that can barely be killed add up to enough for their elite.
There is nothing left to fight in this kind of war, in which the vitality is greatly damaged if you win and you will suffer heavy losses if you lose. What's more, there are rats and dwarf dogs next to them......
In any case, after the appearance of that monster, everyone already understood:
--Now the professor has taken the initiative-
On the roof, the Rat King looked at the silent monster, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Professor, what do you want?"
"It's simple. ”
The professor looked around at them: "Now there are two solutions. The first way, you guys get out, that little imp is mine. Or, you'd like the second option......"
The second method is very simple, the fish dies and the net is broken.
In the frozen atmosphere, everyone looked at each other. His eyes were full of wariness and greed.
The first to withdraw was Lorenzo, the leader of the Sicilian wanderers who raised his hand and announced with a grim expression: "I don't care what you are going to do, our Luso family withdraws." Short dogs. Let your people get out of the way......"
The Sicilian thugs slowly retreated, clenching their weapons and guarding the Asgardian mercenaries behind them.
Seeing that the roast goose that was originally in its mouth grew wings and flew away, the expression of the dwarf dog was also twitching.
The hands that clenched the flame-shaped sword loosened and clenched, to the end. Gritted his teeth and made a voice: "The rear team gets out of the way, and we also withdraw ......"
"Wise choice. The professor clapped his hands and finally looked at Sam Rowe on the roof: "Mr. Rat King, it seems that you are ready to show your backbone and fight to the death?"
What are you kidding, the most spineless thing in the entire downtown is this gang of rats.
Seeing that the good situation was overturned, the Rat King's eyes were gurgling, and his expression was full of pain. He gently lowered his hand:
"We also withdraw ......"
The tripartite stared warily at the professor and the monster beside him, cautiously backing away.
The originally tense atmosphere gradually relaxed, and it seemed that there was no need to merge with the fire. Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, the young man's puzzled voice came from the alley.
"Excuse me, anyone?"
In front of everyone's eyes, the lost teenager lowered his head and held a large pile of things and walked out of the alley: "I'm sorry, I'm lost." Senior brother, are you outside...... I'll wipe it!"
Damn, what the hell?!
The moment Ye Qingxuan raised his head, he was already frightened by the scene in front of him.
His mind went blank as he looked around at the people around him, at the machetes, steel bars, heavy armor, crossbows, and the strange monster that didn't look like a human form......
When you look at them. They're watching you too.
In the eyes of everyone, the white-haired Oriental boy was holding two catties of radishes in his left hand, a bag of tomatoes in his right hand, and two large pumpkins in his arms that were enough to go to the Halloween Node lantern.
It's like coming back from grocery shopping.
In full view. The stunned teenager finally reacted and took a step back decisively: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place." Go ahead, please leave me alone!"
At the sound of everyone's eyes dropping to the ground, he slowly stepped back and turned around. Step out......
In desperation, the Rat King made a voice: "Stop!"
"Okay......"
He said he was good, but his body was obviously honest. Ye Qingxuan was like an electric shock in an instant, opened his long legs, and ran away.
"I'm rubbing, I'm running so fast!" someone in the crowd sighed in a low voice,
It's like turning on some bad switch, the situation gets out of control in an instant, and the crowd that was originally retreating becomes agitated!
"Catch him!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Whoever catches it counts!"
The congealed atmosphere shattered instantly, and the crowd boiled. Both Lorenzo and Werner, who were about to leave, and the Rat King, completely forgot what they had just said, and chased after them like crazy.
The professor froze in place, he had no idea that the situation that had been so good a few seconds ago would turn out like this.
Seeing that the crowd had rushed into the alley, he clenched his flute angrily, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes:
"Butcher, catch him!"
The three-meter-tall giant roared hoarsely, jumped into the crowd, and waved out the bone saw, and two people were instantly slapped on the wall, and with a chirp, blood spurted out.
With the sweep of the bone saw, several people were instantly cut into two ends by the tragic blade on the bone saw, and blood spurted out, causing a scream-
At the front of the alley, Ye Qingxuan ran wildly.
As soon as he turned around, he saw many vicious men and hooligans holding all kinds of murder weapons in their hands, as well as the monster that was so burly that it did not look like a human form, and he immediately wanted to cry without tears.
He felt the urge to cry:
"Why are you chasing me!"
The Rat King yelled, "I'm going to be in a hurry...... What's not right, hand over the treasure quickly!
Below, Lorenzo also hurriedly shouted: "That friend, don't run, we can protect you......"
"Phew!
Although he was wearing heavy armor, the dwarf dog ran fast and chased after him: "Don't listen to them, little ghost! Leave it to me! You are the eternal friend of the Asgardians!"
Treasure is a ghost! Friend is a ghost! Where can I turn a treasure out for you!
Ye Qingxuan resisted the urge to shed tears and accelerated his madness.
As he ran, he suddenly blessed his soul. Raise your hand and throw an object:
"--Give you the treasure!
A dark shadow flew out of his arms, arced in an arc, and landed into the arms of Werner, the dwarf dog.
The dwarf dog didn't even bother to ask for the flame-shaped sword, and instinctively pounced on it. I haven't had time to look closer. There was no figure rushing up from behind.
The crowd yelled, "Baby is here!"
"Catch him!"
"The dwarf dog has got it!"
Layer upon layer of people pounced, and the dwarf dog subconsciously clenched the thing in front of him. I heard a chirp, and blood-red slurry shot out from between my fingers.
The people who rushed up yelling were stunned, and some of the juice fell into their mouths. Some people subconsciously clicked their mouths:
"Sweet and sour...... Can this baby be eaten? Mom, I can go into Avalon too!"
Lorenz, who rushed up, was mad and kicked him over:
"Idiot, this is a tomato!"
"Don't you want a baby!
In front, Ye Qingxuan was already addicted to the baby, and kept throwing out the things in his hand: "Give you tomatoes! Give you potatoes!"
"Give you lychees!"
Addicted, he grabbed what he threw away, scooped up the frog on the ground and threw it over: "Give you a toad! Give you a squid, and an angry banana!"
The angry banana was indeed very angry and glued to Lorenzo's face, and his face still had half of the smashed rotten eggplant hanging from his face, and the former well-dressed gentleman had become a beggar who picked up rags.
Angry, Lorenzo was about to roar. Suddenly, something was thrown at him, covering his face with a sticky bloody aura.
He stood stunned, and with trembling fingers plucked the bloody patch of sanitary and sanitary napkins from his face, and finally let out a mad scream:
"Kill him for me!"
The rat king's people finally understood that it was not a matter to go on like this, and on the roof, someone suddenly stood still, and the crossbow in his hand was aimed at the figure of the young man, and then ...... Pull the trigger!
With a whistling screek, a crossbow bolt grazed the boy's arm and pierced deep into the walls of the alley. The arrow buzzed and trembled. It's like a bee flapping its wings.
Ye Qingxuan looked down at the scars on his arms and petrified:
"I'll go, you guys play really?"
"Who is kidding you?!"
On the rooftop, the Rat King screamed, "Little ones. Ready, shoot this little cub for me. ”
The sound of a bow and crossbow being wound was densely remembered, which made Ye Qingxuan's scalp tingle: "I just bought a dish, who will I provoke!"
He took a deep breath and chanted in a low voice.
The roar and clamor of all the people muffled the stumbling of the syllables, in the hoarse rhythm. The boy's body suddenly blurred, becoming hazy and ethereal.
Notes.
"Damn, forgot, that little imp is a musician's apprentice!" the Rat King roared: "Shoot him!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan did not hesitate to take a 'flow' on his body, and his face suddenly turned red. It's terrible to do this kind of precision on the run.
His speed quickened, dodging several arrows that flew past him with his hair, his body becoming more and more blurred, and suddenly disappearing around a corner.
The crowd was chaotic for a while, but the people rushing behind did not stop, and after a period of chaos, the people in front crowded the people behind and rushed forward. In the chaos, this group of guys holding dangerous objects bumped into each other, resulting in many injuries, and the injured bandits had no reason to talk about, so they started a fire on the spot.
In the slashing and stampede, I don't know how many people are lying on the ground.
In the roar and screaming, the blood flew out.
In the corner of the wall, no one noticed, there was a vague figure, quietly moving against the wall. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) )