Each city has its own characteristics.

The 2nd arrondissement, for example, is a city known for its nostalgia, where you can taste all the delicacies that existed in the pre-war world, and you can appreciate cultural heritage such as sword drawing from the pre-war world to the present day.

The 17th arrondissement naturally has its own unique charm.

Late one night, you can wander past a long-abandoned warehouse and come across a gang of gunmen who have sprung up out of nowhere, leaving you with only one pants.

Or sometimes there are no pants left.

This is a night full of customs and customs of the 17th district, in order to avoid such a thing, Lu Xiang arrived at an abandoned warehouse in the western suburbs half an hour before the appointment.

There are many more places like this, ostensibly abandoned, but in fact they are the site of gang trade.

Far from the city, the terrain is remote, and there are no pedestrians passing by here at night.

If someone is unfortunate enough to become a corpse in the dark, it will most likely take several days before the body is found.

While waiting for the two sides to enter, Lu Xiang and Song Lan hid in the factory of the warehouse, and popularized a lot of common sense in the field of crime to him, she has a lot of treasures about the eucalyptus that happened in this abandoned warehouse, the last time she died was half a month ago, the gang members who smuggled illegal drugs were ambushed by a group of addicts, and when the body was found, the face of the deceased could not be put together.

Song Lan was terrified when she heard this, and sighed that the criminals in the Seventeenth District were really terrible, while Lu Xiang, as the leader of the swarm, showed an amazing psychological quality, describing the details they found at the scene with great relish, while eating the snacks made by Song Lan with relish.

After a while, the party of the covenant arrived.

The roar of the motor resounded in the night sky, and a group of mobs in leather jackets with exaggerated hairstyles drove their motorcycles into the western suburbs warehouse, and even though there were no spectators around, they still showed off their skills and stopped the motorcycle in the open space with a beautiful tail flick.

The leader is tall and big, wearing short sleeves on a cold day, showing off his strong muscles......

Song Lan couldn't remember how many similar people she had seen, and most of them ended up lying on the ground before they even had time to report their names, and the extremely strong muscles seemed to be just to prove that they were elite monsters who were a little stronger than ordinary passers-by, making them look more valuable when they were beaten down.

After stopping and lining up, the leader of the Rampant Clan smiled evilly and confidently took out the magic weapon from his waist.

A pistol.

When the leader skillfully loaded the pistol, Song Lan actually felt a burst of desolation.

In the story Lu Xiang just told, the criminals in the 17th District were not like this before, they were well-equipped and well-planned, and let people occupy the favorable terrain before the transaction, and use sniper rifles to block the other party's retreat.

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The other party is still a little girl with thin arms and legs, but the only thing that looks a little evil is the long knife on her waist that is taller than her.

The long knife is like a collectible that the rich like to auction at a high price, and this little girl looks white and clean, could it be the daughter of an executive of a large company?

In fact, they came here for a purpose today, before leaving, he was almost sure that the other party was Father Bruno's trumpet, maybe this was their chance to find out the true face of the Void Investigation Bureau, but who would have thought that it was a little girl.

But it's not a loss.

Changing the plan to kidnap a member of the Void Investigation Bureau to kidnap the daughter of a company executive could also make a lot of money.

"I ask you, why are you scolding me?"

The wind chimes are about to be blown up this afternoon.

This morning, she heard about a website from the discussions of the one-star rescuers, saying that there was a lot of information about the creatures of the Void on this website, as well as some short stories left by "adventurers".

She finished a day's work, returned to the apartment and lay down on the bed, registered an account with her mobile phone, opened a bag of potato chips, and originally wanted to happily read the story of the void, but she didn't expect to be scolded by someone.

She has never been scolded like this since she was a child!

And the reason for insulting her was inexplicable, she just said a righteous word for the besieged person who was dangerous, and did not make any inappropriate remarks.

Wind Chime's questioning stumped the rampers.

It was the first time he had been asked such absurd questions that he had fallen into self-doubt.

Why swear online?

Do you still need a reason for this, of course, you can scold if you want to.

He couldn't think of an answer, so he could only respond with a tougher attitude, "You're the one who scolds!"

With his resounding answer, the world was turned upside down from top to bottom, and in this wonderful process, he heard screams, the wind, and the sound of objects shattering.

The ruins of the wall covered half of his body, and dust covered his face.

He smelled blood.

Something liquid started from his forehead, trickled down his face, and fell all the way to the ground.

He looked forward, and saw only his companions staggering on the ground, all of whom were lying motionless on the ground, uncertain about their fate or death.

Just now...... What's going on?

He didn't know why he had suddenly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and smashed half of the wall in the doorway.

….

Wait, it's not going to be blood, is it?

The Runaway looked in horror at the back of his liquid-soaked hand, the bright red mark causing him to let out a faint cry.

"Help, help!"

He was bleeding.

Maybe soon to die.

"Hey, do you see that?"

In the factory, Song Lan's eyes widened.

「…… Did she draw her sword?"

Everything just now happened so fast that even if Lu Xiang was prepared, he couldn't see how the provocative rampant clan flew out.

That moment was as fast as when Song Lan activated his ability, skipping the process and reaching the result directly.

But it's really weird.

Isn't the person who is struck by a knife supposed to be in a different place?

Why does it now look more like you've been knocked out by a heavy object?

"You really didn't see that?"

Song Lan had to confirm with Lu Xiang again.

"I didn't see it."

After receiving Lu Xiang's affirmative reply again, Song Lan realized where the sense of disobedience in his heart came from—the rampant man who fell in the ruins did not look straight ahead, but looked at the wind chimes that were still a few steps away from him.

He completely ignored the behemoth in front of him with a distorted face, claws pressing his body into the concrete floor.

From its gaping jaw, viscous liquid dripped

On the top of the head of the clan.

But that's probably not the whole picture of the monster.

It also had most of its body hidden in the saber of the wind chime, and it was conservatively estimated that the complete monster was several times larger than the one he had seen now.

Just now, the wind chimes did draw their knives.

But instead of completing a beautiful slash, he released a small half of the monster's body.

The monster's attention wasn't on the Rampage at the moment.

From the moment it came out, it turned its face sideways, and its eyes were locked on the factory where he and Lu Xiang were hiding from beginning to end.

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