Chapter 18, The Severed Hand Maniac

Ouyang Dao turned around and found that it was Detective Yu, and his grammar was poisonous. "Can you show me the list you have in your hand? When I went out to work yesterday, I lost this month's schedule," Detective Yu said to Ouyang Dao with a smile.

Ouyang Dao turned around and saw that Detective Yu was wearing a brown windbreaker today, and the hem of the windbreaker had been worn out so much that it looked like it had been worn for a long time. Ouyang Dao handed over the list to the detective. "Are you taking classes here?" Officer Yu brandished his cane. ”

The detective needs to investigate by force, "Doesn't the hound only need a nose Ouyang Dao made a malicious joke to the detective. "The eagle can see the traces of poisonous snakes in the forest," Detective Yu said, waving his cane.

"But at the same time, you need claws to feed yourself! A crackling sound came, and all the time was in the detective's hands, and he stabbed straight towards Ouyang Dao. Just before Ouyang Dao blinked, the lion's head on the cane stopped on the tip of his nose. The lion was carved lifelike, finely carved, and Ouyang Dao smelled the fragrance. The lion's head glittered in the rune light. "This dish is very good, very mellow" On the surface, Ouyang Dao smiled. "What a strong-willed summoner," Detective Yu pulled out his cane, put the list back in Ouyang Dao's hand, and walked away.

"It was a big mistake to approach the fighters," Ouyang said, which strengthened his determination to learn weapons. Ouyang Dao didn't react, and the detective's quick convulsions. A non-professional detective can get me done quickly, and the practice of hand-to-hand combat must be on the agenda, Ouyang Dao thought about the practice, carefully looked at the list, and decided what to learn.

A magnetic voice came from Ouyang Dao's ears, and an iron glove landed on Ouyang Dao's shoulder. "You don't need to look at that person to know that he has a bad attitude, but he is still very good at his job," Ouyang Dao commented on a young face: oval face, thin lips, sparkling eyes, and long snow-white hair draped over a beautiful face. "Are you?" Ouyang Dao was puzzled in his heart, thinking to himself, "Tell me what you want, get out, I hate people who look better than me"

"I must have misunderstood, hello, I'm Glow Jett" He looked pale, but with a kind of aristocratic pride, as if to say the name, all the people should know him. Who is this person? I remember all the masters and masters of this city, Ouyang Dao thought to himself, as a cult, this information is necessary. "Bright, the bloodline master of boxing, Bright Borke," Ouyang Dao thought. I've heard a lot about you. I didn't expect to see you here, Ouyang Dao didn't want to make enemies. You don't want to hang out with someone who looks like a rich kid with brains.

"Hah!" Mr. Jack said with a smile, shook off his snow-white hair, walked away, and said to Ouyang Dao before leaving. "He's a good detective. "He's a good friend," Ouyang Dao thought with a smile. "He's a good detective. It's not good news," a glass of soda. The instructor on the high platform stopped waving, and Ouyang Dao saw that the hand he was waving turned out to be a tentacle, not a whip. The end of the jet-black tentacle wraps around his wrist, and a red wart protrudes from the top. It looks powerful, as evidenced by several broken wood targets. He looked down at Ouyang Dao, jealous. This idiot wasted such an important opportunity. I've been teaching here for too long, and I haven't said a word to the adults, why chance is always biased in favor of such fools, he was angry in his heart, but kept silent. He glanced at Ouyang Dao, a thought flashed through his mind, and a serious smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

He waved his tentacle again and said to Ouyang Dao in the audience, "Why is Mr. Gaia leaving?" Ouyang Dao looked surprised, wondering why the martial arts instructor suddenly called him so many students, if I said that I don't want to learn whips, I want to learn long knives, then it's good Ouyang Dao thought about it and said, A friend just told me that something happened in the guild and something happened in the guild, I don't know if it still looks very confused. "Well, that's... Ouyang Dao stammered, "What's wrong with this person?" "I have to say that you are too good to me? I want to learn the long knife The last one, I think, is a famous bloodline detective, Mr. Ouyang Dao. Why are you... ’

The teacher's face sank suddenly. With a sad expression on his face, he waved his whip "Don't you look down on our bloodline, don't you think that my tentacles don't deserve to be called long weapons?" Ouyang Dao looked sullen. As soon as the teacher's words came out, several groups of viewers looked at Ouyang Dao unfriendly. This guy did it on purpose, Ouyang Dao said, glancing at the middle-aged mentor to make sure there was no conflict between them.

The current situation made him a little crazy, most of these students outside the venue had been listening to the class for a long time, and now the lecturer was pretending to be pitiful on the stage, no matter what Ouyang Dao said, no one would listen. There has been no discrimination in descent for a long time.

After all, until they succeeded, these bloodlines were all called outliers. Every year after the success of the law, there are rumors that the blood system is out of control, although they are the largest group of people in the world, this kind of discrimination has always had a market, "I want to learn the sword," Ouyang Dao said softly, "I respect every awakened person." Ouyang Dao turned around and said indignantly, "The storm is coming," the teacher and Ouyang Dao thought as they walked, "Okay, don't worry about Mr. Ouyang Dao's sudden departure, he may be in trouble with the guild." ”

The martial arts instructor on the stage suddenly changed his tone and began to speak in a pleasant manner. "I'm going to continue teaching a few points of the whiplash" The weapons instructor waved his tentacles, eyes fixed on the bloodline student. The weapons instructor smiled softly at the sight of the familiar and angry eyes of the cadets. "His smile was very faint, and the tentacles in his hand were waving very fast, as if nothing had happened, and the bloody brain was not working," he thought, glancing at the tentacles that had grown from his wrist. Fortunately I'm not, let alone that scheming martial arts master, Ouyang Dao made a face in the hallway, I had never seen that mentor before. Why did he frame me? What would happen if the bloodline of the guild was hostile to me? When Ouyang Dao was thinking, an iron glove touched Ouyang Dao's forehead, Ouyang Dao looked up and saw that it was a white-haired young man who had just met the descendants of the master, "Don't be prejudiced because of their differences, don't ignore the choices of sentient beings, and don't forget the purity of the spirit." The white-haired young man stared at Ouyang Dao. Ouyang Dao didn't say anything, he wiped the iron gloves over his head, and his face turned cold. ”

Bite! A deafening voice sounded in Ouyang Dao's mind, and the collapsed brain damage system suddenly said a long sentence: "We found a fusion fragment of the system, requesting the host to immediately restore the key parts of the system, requesting the host to recover immediately, and the sentient host to recover immediately... The sound of the system's machinery echoed in Ouyang Dao's mind. Stop, stop that stupid system Ouyang Dao's voice buzzed back and forth, he looked annoyed, and his face immediately became gloomy. The young white-haired man took a few steps back with a serious expression on his face, his hands clenched on the long knife at his hips, and the iron gloves and hilt made a cold clicking sound.

"Whoever you are, remember today's warning: Detective Yu is my friend of Jet, and he's not the kind of person who would be bullied by a dissident like you" The white hair on the top of his head jumped as the young man spoke, barely giving the impression of seriousness. Ouyang Dao, still bothered by the sound of the system in his head, didn't listen to the teenager who defended his friend. The arrogant young nobleman was even more annoyed when he saw Ouyang Dao's serious expression. By this time, the trainers outside the corridor had noticed the movement, and more than a dozen people were observing the argument between the two. The white-haired youth let go of his expression and took his hand away from the handle. ”

Dissidents!" Be polite," Ouyang Dao said loudly to the silent Ouyang Dao. Then the system panel flashed before his eyes, four energy points were forcibly removed, and a system test hit the gray-haired young man. Devil's Treasure: The Devil's Gauntlet on the Mountain. Production Materials: System Debris + Junk Materials. What you can do: 1. Nothing in the world is heavy. Weightless objects can change shape at will. No matter what you hold in your hand, you can cross the river of time.

Please keep the fragments for 30 minutes to recover... Please leave the debris on for 30 minutes to allow it to recover..Next, the mechanical sound of the system keeps sliding. "Fragments of the system," Ouyang Dao said, he stared gloomily at the glove in the white-haired youth's hand, Ouyang Dao was not intimidated by the sudden news that he had come to this world, but he had been able to use such a powerful tool, he could prove that he was more than just a descendant of a master, he had seen enough of this shock, but Ouyang Dao knew: "I was ordering this glove," After a minute or so, the screams of the system stopped.

The white-haired young man had long since left and was about to walk to the door of the club. Ouyang Dao was surrounded by a group of strong people. They skillfully surrounded Ouyang Dao in the middle, not fighting, but keeping their bodies moving left and right, their physical fitness was very strong, and Ouyang Dao was crowded around. "Get out of the way!" I have no intention of making an enemy of you," Ouyang Dao whispered. The strong men around him all laughed, didn't speak, and sandwiched Ouyang Dao in the middle like a sardine. Ouyang Daohong's eyes stared at the figure, and the white-haired young man left.

He decided to stand there and let his bloodline men push him back and forth. "The white-haired young man is arrogant and arrogant, and he should be a nobleman; Be more tolerant of the bloodline awakened, and protect the bloodline on the surface or sincerely," Ouyang Dao thought. "One of the most important pieces of news is that he is close to someone I can meet regularly," Ouyang Dao said softly, smiling at the corners of his mouth.