On a bleak night, the occasional cat meow made the atmosphere a little deeper, and the magic condensation lamps on the side of the street flickered on, as if they were about to run out of energy in the next moment, and perhaps normal people would not choose to go out for a stroll at such a moment.

But unfortunately, at this time, there were two dark shadows walking on the deserted street as if they were wandering, and the person walking in front seemed to be in a hurry, while the one behind looked impatient.

Obviously, this is our Du Lang and Angro, who has been following behind him with a cold face.

"Didn't you eat dinner, old man, and if you walked so slowly, you were afraid of the sheriff. From time to time, Du Lang turned his head to look at the great magician Angelo who was following behind him, obviously he saw Angero's walking speed and the 'grievance' look on that face, well~ That's right, that expression was as if everyone owed him millions of Cassels, Du Lang affirmed again in his heart. And I am proud of the sarcastic words I just said.

I saw that after hearing Du Lang's taunt, the 'aggrieved' look on his face deepened a little, and the blood vessels on his forehead also burst out, and his face was already black and no different from the bottom of the pot.

Just when Du Lang finished speaking, he was still proud of his language art, and the great magician of Angro finally moved. I saw that before Du Lang could react, he grabbed the back of Du Lang's robe. And Du Lang only felt that suddenly, something was hanging on his back, and then it was a whirlwind.

If there were outsiders present, he would have been scared to death, because such a scene was so weird. At the moment when Angluo grabbed Du Lang's back collar, it was like a ghost, and the two who were still in place one moment had already disappeared without a trace in the next moment.

The time was stretched for a long time, and after this continuous whirlwind, Du Lang's whole person seemed to be washed out of water, until his feet stepped on the ground again, and an irresistible feeling of nausea came to his heart, and he immediately grabbed everything that could be grabbed next to him, and with a 'wow', he vomited. This vomit can be described as dim, and I almost didn't vomit my stomach together.

Du Lang gasped as he grabbed the cloth at hand and wiped his mouth, regardless of why there happened to be a piece of cloth at hand at this time, it was extremely convenient, as if it were a matter of course.

"Have you had enough of your kid throwing up!" until a voice pulled Du Lang back to reality. Only then did he realize that he had suddenly become like this on the way to the sheriff with an old man named Angro, and he suddenly stood up vigilantly and looked around.

The first thing that caught Du Lang's eye was Ang Luo's purple face, which was already black at this time, so frightened that Du Lang jumped back suddenly, picked up the cloth in his hand and waved it up and down, "Don't come here! The god of the elements is above, and all evil will be punished!"

But after a long time, the crisis that Durang had anticipated did not happen. Until he slowly opened his eyes again, standing in front of him was still a black Angluo, and the other end of the cloth he was holding in his hand, used to wipe his mouth and act as a temporary weapon, unfortunately happened to be connected to Angluo's robe, obviously, this was the hem of the robe of the great magician of the people, and I saw that there was still some filth on it from Du Lang's vomiting.

Du Lang was startled at the moment, quickly let go, and stepped back with a sneer on his face and said, "Hehe~ As a great magician, your old man won't mind these details, right?" After saying that, he turned around and ran. But before he could take two steps, he sadly found that there was the black face in front of him. Du Lang's heart couldn't help but despair, only to see him squatting down with his head in his hands, and still muttering: "It's over~ It's over, dear Uncle York, dear Jieli, I'm afraid I'll never see you again." ”

However, the imaginary revenge did not happen, but a sentence: "Don't you want Tucker to sanction me?" So, now I'll give you this opportunity, and behind you is the police station, let's go in." Ang Luo said with a cold face as he looked at Du Lang, who was squatting on the ground.

Durang looked up and looked back at the door behind him, and the huge logo on the door representing the vigilante association. Only then did he realize that he didn't know when he was already standing at the door of the town security office, which was a full eleven streets away from the inn where he lived!'Is this magic~ It's amazing, after finding Jieli, we must learn such a powerful magic, I believe that if we learn such magic, the water of the Ward River will no longer be a threat. Durang thought as he stood up.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came out from behind the door, the voice seemed to be not loud, but it seemed to whisper in the depths of a person's soul, and Du Lang heard it so clearly. "Friends outside the door, since you are here, then come in, I believe that you are the ones I am waiting for. ”

Hearing this voice, it was not only Du Lang who was surprised on his face, but even Ang Luo beside Du Lang was also surprised, even shocked. I saw that there was no longer an angry look on his face, but a red light on his face, yes, a red light of excitement. I saw Ang take three steps and make two steps to bypass Du Lang, and directly pushed the door open and walked in, Du Lang was obviously not far behind, and followed into the door.

It wasn't until he entered the door that Du Lang found that the huge hall of the security station was brightly lit, and the stepped chairs lined up like wings were full of people, as if some powerful people in the whole of Phileng City were here.

And at the middle junction of the two wings, that is, on the main seat of the hall, sat an old man in a light blue robe, the light blue long run was covered with stars, these stars shimmered with mysterious brilliance as if they were real, and in front of the old man was a diamond-shaped magic crystal that shimmered with the same mysterious brilliance, floating there without help.

"Prophet Kashkoen! When did you arrive in Philem, I'm sorry I couldn't be there to greet you in person. As if taking the people around him as air, Angfell walked straight up the stairs to the Prophet Kashkorn. Kashkorn stood up with the same smile and landed a bear hug with Aang, who had stepped forward.