It's not easy to find a taxi at this point. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMidnight revelers tend to prefer the "grown-up" element and the lack of appeal to a staggy college town means it doesn't appeal to savvy drivers either.

Drivers like to serve drunken guests, and although there is a danger of provoking drunken maniacs, in most cases, a little bit of a twist and turn is always a good deal, as long as conscience allows...... Not to mention drunken guests, whether there are sober guests is a question worth treating with caution. The money that has to be paid to the taxi company every month is a real burden.

As a result, the hapless passers-by had to rely on their own feet to cross the university town. He covers his face with a hood and walks alone in the night, like a serial killer in a horror novel. Some girls chose not to return at night, but they still avoided him far away.

As soon as Teng Yunshen left the light of the street lamp, he couldn't wait to break into the realm of shadows. He was at ease in the shadows, the resistance was gone, he seemed to be just a ghost, a ...... Idea.

Teng Yun swam to the other side of the lamplight. It's not that he yearns for light, he hates it, it shatters the path of shadows. Unfortunately, the nighttime lighting system takes care of every pedestrian – not counting the sneaky wizards, of course.

He looked at the First World again, where the situation was still terrible, and the moon was frighteningly large.

"Can I use light like a shadow?" Teng Yun couldn't help but think, and soon realized that this idea was unrealistic.

Whether it's radiation or reflection, everything is shining, and even a shadow emits its own light. Shadow has energy, but light, like temperature, is only a manifestation of energy. He can use his own weight to push the weight of the earth, but he cannot use his own weight to push his own weight.

Any of his actions is in the light.

Teng Yunshen left the university town. Standing on the edge of the main road, he finally had a chance to hail a taxi. However, it backfired, and the taxis sped by one after another, but they all carried customers.

He was able to catch a taxi by taking a shortcut. It's not difficult to capture people's emotions, make a slight alteration, and force them to carry themselves. But he wasn't going to do that. The gunner's tone was not at all in a hurry, he did not think that there was really a battle waiting for him.

Besides, who would dare to say that his own affairs must be more important than anyone else's? Going home and meeting are very important, and he has no touch with either. In fact, he was ready to step into the trap. In that case, you might as well ask the other person to wait a little longer.

The empty car is finally long overdue. Teng Yunshen stopped it, and then sat in "smoothly". The last time he took a taxi was a few years ago, so much so that he was a little scared and clumsy even wearing his seatbelt.

He showed the driver the address sent by the gunman. He noticed the other man's surprise, but the driver didn't comment on it after all.

In silence all the way, Teng Yunshen arrived at his destination.

In the gray moonlight, two buildings are connected by a sky bridge. He remembered the place and understood where the driver's surprise came from—a long-abandoned department store, deserted.

If it weren't for Teng Yunshen's empty hands, the driver would probably judge him as a criminal...... Of course, this is just Teng Yun's boundless speculation. After all, the driver has seen the world, what kind of guests has he not seen?

Teng Yunshen walked towards the golden glory of the past.

The building may be full of dust, but visitors at midnight won't care. Teng Yun is deeply concerned about a usable route. He'd examined the terrain of the First World, where the building had become a solid boulder. He can only look for opportunities in the benchmark world.

The glass vitrines are sealed with wooden panels. Just because the building's owner has abandoned it doesn't mean that the loiterers can take root here.

Teng Yunshen walked around to the side of the building and found a hidden door.

He pushed the door open. The moonlight followed his steps, illuminating the empty counter. He found the motionless stepped elevator, and after careful observation, he walked up.

The gunman was hiding in a corner. He doesn't feel that the other party is an enemy, however, the other party is not a friend either. In the face of a "master", it is always wise to be vigilant.

The forest mage called him a killer, a battle mage, but he knew who the real killer was...... The witch hunter who summoned him to this place was highly skilled and daring.

Teng Yunshen subconsciously compared the gunman to the warrior he knew. He didn't think that Jiang Xiaoxiao and Su Ruiwen would be that person's opponents. Teng Yunshen couldn't see through the forest mage's abilities, but when it came to intelligence, the witch hunters seemed to have the upper hand.

"What about myself?" Teng Yunshen asked again.

In the first encounter, he teamed up with the evil witch, but he was still no match for the gunslinger. It was a complicated process, and he wasn't able to show his true strength...... And the second time, he was caught off guard again.

Teng Yunshen didn't think it was unfair. The Gunslinger is a mortal who can only use clever tactics against wizards. But Teng Yunshen also felt that he would perform better next time.

Just a few hours later, he was no longer what he used to be. His mana had been raised to the third order, and his body had been transformed. Enemies of the past are as vulnerable to him as scarecrows that scare crows.

Of course, attacking from the front is not the style of the Gunners. The reason why he is a master is because he can always hit the strong with weak.

"Here!" a voice beckoned. Immediately after, Teng Yunshen saw the light in the corner. The gunman held up a camping lamp and waved at him.

He gritted his teeth and walked over. He had been keeping an eye out for movement around him, but he had not been able to spot any trace of the gunman. If the gunman decides to deal with him, he will be doomed.

The gunman put down the camping lamp and sat down in a plastic chair that he had found somewhere. He changed into a gray expensive coat and looked more like a socialite.

Teng Yunshen asked, "Who are you going to clean up this time?"

"Don't worry. The gunman replied, "Let's think long." Evil is eternal!"

And so it was. Teng Yunshen quietly observed the other party's movements, "Then you are going to have a good talk with me?"

"Not me, exactly, I'm looking for you. The gunslinger smiled, "In my eyes, you are a childish danger. He sneered mercilessly, "Still, some people don't think so." ”

He put on a gas mask. If it weren't for his hands on his knees, Teng Yunshen would have thought that he was planning to kill himself with a gas bomb.

A voice that was completely different from before came from behind the mask: "Hello, Mr. Teng, I am his employer. ”