Chapter Eighty-Eight: A New Enemy and the Author's Mind Explodes
Next.
After lunch, Luke drove his little Ford from Phoenix to the Flame School, and the excitement of learning spells drove him to step deeper on the accelerator, increasing his speed to more than one hundred and fifty miles.
On the side of the highway, a coolly dressed girl stood on the side of the road, under the loose ultra-short pants, two snow-white straight long legs looked particularly dazzling in the sun, she crossed her waist with one hand, stretched out with the other hand, and her thumb up, waiting for a kind person to take her for a ride.
Luke glanced at it, but before he could see it, it was already whistling by, and the high-speed air currents quickly kicked up the dust on the side of the road, causing the girl to flash out of the road in embarrassment, and curse twice.
When the dust settled, the girl returned to her original position, gave her thumbs out, and continued to wait for a ride.
Soon, a dark blue Cadillac pulled up in front of her.
The driver rolled down the window, took off his sunglasses, looked at the girl in front of him who exuded youth, and asked, "Hitchhiking?" ”
The girl smiled and said, "Yes, go to Phoenix, by the way?" ”
The neckline of her shirt was wide open, revealing a large area of scenery on her chest, and a black spider pattern was tattooed on her right collarbone, which made the skin around her whiter and brighter against the black paint.
The hem of the shirt is tied together, revealing a slender waist.
The driver was dazzled by the snow-white (this is always), put on his sunglasses, made a gesture that he thought was cool, and said, "Totally down the road, let's get in the car." ”
The girl's name is Erin Warnos, and she claims to be a sophomore at the University of Angelus, and she comes out to play.
The man's name was Bridger Smith, a sergeant at the Central Phoenix Police Department, who had just returned from a business trip.
Under the girl's intentional pandering, the two chatted happily.
Bridger, with a bit of boasting, tells Erin about the cases he has experienced, and slightly exaggerates his credit for solving the case "billions of points", packaging himself as a wise and mature elite police detective, while enjoying the praise of the girls around him, his eyes also glance at Erin's long white legs curled up in the seat from time to time.
As the topic gradually deepened, under the guidance of Erin, intentionally or unintentionally, the atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous, and the fluctuations of primitive desires permeated the car.
The car drove into Phoenix, and it was less than half an hour away from the University of Angelus, and Bridger couldn't help but slow down, wanting to extend the time with this girl, thinking in his heart how to find the girl when he got out of the car in a while, and he had to get to her address and phone number.
Erin on the side was silent for a while, pointed to a desolate parking lot in front of the left and said, "Uncle, there is a parking lot, stop there for a while." ”
Bridger is also a veteran of the party, hearing such a sentence, he naturally understood what Erin meant, he was pleasantly surprised, the gears were hung up, and he entered the parking lot with one foot of the accelerator and drove directly to the deepest position.
The car had just stopped, and before he could pull on the handbrake, the girl next to him unbuckled her seat belt and hunched over.
Bridger was taken aback by the girl's actions, but responded to her enthusiasm.
(Dry!) Omitted.)
After a while, Erin panted and said, "Go to the back seat." ”
Bridger's humm, he was about to explode, and when he heard this, he excitedly opened the car door and shifted the battlefield.
Erin stretched out her white little feet, hooked the well-proportioned instep on the door handle, and with a little force, the door closed.
The blue Cadillac body began to shake rhythmically.
In the car, Bridger is getting better. (It's not that I'm omitting, I don't feel like I've been reviewed here.) )
(The seventh time I changed it, the Dao heart was unstable, and it was gradually collapsing)
Erin put her arms around his neck and asked, "Uncle, do you love me?" ”
Bridger responded, "Of course, I love you to death." ”
Erin continued to ask, "Are you willing to die for me?" ”
Bridger only thinks she's flirting, and at this time, let alone answer a boring question, he can immediately agree to whatever he wants.
He gasped and said, "Of course, of course I do." ”
"That's good."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pitch-black arthrop sank into Bridger's abdomen, and came out of his lumbar spine, piercing him through and nailing him to the roof of the car.
Bridger instantly fell from the edge of bliss into the abyss, staring in disbelief at the lovely person who had been enjoying beneath him, his body writhing uncontrollably, his eyes full of fear and pain.
Erin smiled and touched his face, "Let me see how sincere you are." ”
The girl lifted him up in the form of a spider's arthropod arm, and another small white hand reached into the wound, stirring back and forth in his abdomen, pushing aside the other slippery organs, and looking up for a long time, tearing off a beating heart.
"It's true, thank you for your love."
With that, she pulled out her arthropod, regained her arm, and put Bridger, who had closed her eyes forever, aside, and complained, "Damn, the clothes I just 'picked up' are stained again, and I have to 'pick up' another one." ”
Push open the door, determine the direction, and walk outside.
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Flame School.
Luke entered the White Tower and came to the teaching area, and this time he didn't meet Lily, a shaman from Jinzhi State, Luke was a little regretful, and wanted to ask which teacher in her school had better teaching quality.
At the entrance to the teaching area, a rectangular wooden panel hangs on the side wall, with photos of each teacher pasted on the panel.
Below you will find a brief description of them, and in addition to their names, they are mainly good at spells.
At the bottom, there is a small status bar, which is divided into three states: "Away", "Teaching" and "Free".
Students are free to choose the teacher that suits them.
Looking at this slightly familiar panel, it is exactly the same typography and painting style as the gym personal trainer introduction.
Luke complained in his heart, "Gotta ~ degenerate from a university correspondence class to a high-end gym." ”
Luke carefully looked at the tutor profile on the panel.
The first teacher, named Adam, appeared to be a middle-aged man in his 30s, skilled in fireball and flame flow.
The second teacher, Elizabeth, was a young woman with long red hair who excelled in fireballs and the plural release technique of fireballs.
The third teacher is an old acquaintance, Brand, who, in the introduction, specializes in fireball and meditation teaching.
Luke noticed that Brand's state was already "teaching", and it seemed that the students who had not yet mastered the meditation method came to choose him in advance, perhaps it was still a large class teaching.
Luke continued to glance back.
Hertz!
In the profiles of all the teachers, they are good at spells and have fireball skills.
It's the Flame School!
The main purpose of Luke's coming today is to learn this hand bombing spell, and it seems that he can teach anyone who wants to.
(End of chapter)