As night fell, Luo Qiu was walking alone on the streets of the small town. Suddenly, he realized that he didn't seem to be rushing back to the manor... In fact, he had never been rushing to go anywhere before.
It's just because the maid lady is temporarily away, and Dazhe is also caught in the gap between dimensions... Nero is also gone, leaving only Loya, who spends more time sleeping than awake.
In the manor, it is estimated that the only one who is awake is the artificial intelligence [Eve] left by the maid to deal with daily chores... Grandma Ren is not even in this foreign country.
Luo Qiu discovered that he was not in a hurry to go back because no one was waiting for him to return in the manor.
The manor is the property of the maid, and the manor has even been cleaned very clean by Dazhe and Nero... It is spacious and bright, quiet and comfortable, but it... is not considered a home yet.
When we passed Mr. Smith's restaurant, it was still not open. It seemed that it was because Mr. Smith was still in the hospital with his wife, who was in the observation room and had not yet passed the critical period.
Someone said hello to Boss Luo in front of Mr. Smith's restaurant. He should be a regular customer of the restaurant... but obviously to Luo Qiu, he was just a stranger whom he met for the first time.
He might also regard Luo Qiu as a regular customer here.
The residents of the town seem to be so enthusiastic...perhaps because the town is actually not that big, and everyone knows each other. Rather than living in the same city, they are actually neighbors.
This old customer lingering at the door of the restaurant was probably really unhappy that he couldn't eat Mr. Smith's food today. He finally caught a person who stopped at the door of the restaurant and came up without saying a word.
invite.
"Hey! Brother, are you interested in having a drink with me? I'll treat you!"
Boss Luo took a look at the old man and the little Scottish skirt he was wearing, and finally declined very politely.
"Sorry, sir, there are still people at home waiting for me to come back."
"Haha! Very good!"
The old man in a small skirt didn't mind, but said with a more appreciative look: "You really should cherish your family! Believe me, young man, this is the most correct thing in the world, and it is something you will regret in the future.
, there must be a time when I didn’t spend enough time with my family! God-bless-you!”
Nodding to this old man wearing a small skirt... Boss Luo kept this insight from life in mind, and gently said to this old man, "I also wish you the best."
The old man probably couldn’t figure out the true meaning of the sentence "I also bless you"... He probably thought that this actually also meant "god-bless-you"... or that was exactly what it meant.
But he left clearly in a good mood.
Boss Luo left the small restaurant and continued walking on the streets of the town. He thought of Ren Ziling, so he picked up his phone, thought for a while, and then sent a message: Remember to have lunch.
But in an instant, Grandma Ren, who was seven time zones away, immediately replied with a long message. Luo Qiu lowered his head and read it carefully, and her voice seemed to gradually echo between the lines.
Then he stopped... a group of people blocked the road and blocked him.
…
To be precise, the crowd blocking the road did not say who was specifically blocking their way; they were just a group of passers-by who gathered together out of curiosity: melon-eating crowds.
Boss Luo put away his cell phone, took a look, and actually found two young people with Asian faces, holding watermelons in their hands and eating while watching... Passers-by gathered in a group, and they seemed to be watching.
A fight, right?
Many people even raised their mobile phones to take pictures and upload them. In fact, the fight was over.
Inside the crowd, I saw a bald man wearing a black robe... The hood that was originally supposed to be covered with a jumpsuit, but had been lifted for some reason, reached out with one hand, grabbed the collar of a young man, and pulled him away.
Picture of a young man lifting it up with one hand.
There are still a few motionless guys lying on the ground... They are probably friends of this young man who was raised high?
Looking at such a picture, it is easy to think of such a little story.
A few young people who had had enough to eat and had nothing to do wanted to have some fun. At this time, they suddenly met a funny guy wearing a black robe and covering his face.
, and even lifted the opponent's hat.
A few buddies who thought they were kings ended up being killed by the bald old man who thought he was bronze... and so on, so this scene happened now.
By the way, this bald old man wearing a black robe also has a scorpion-like tattoo on his bald head.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go! Please let me go! I'm sorry! I'm just a child!"
The young man who was lifted high was frightened and begging for mercy... He didn't know whose child he was, but someone in the crowd recognized him... The impression that people in the small town were relatively enthusiastic, and
Once unfolded in front of Boss Luo.
It was the old man in a small skirt who talked a lot in front of the restaurant. He pushed through the crowd and walked out.
"Hey, man." The old man in the small skirt reached out and put his hand directly on the shoulder of the bald old man in black robe, "Listen to me, you really don't need to worry about such a child. If they really offend you
, then you have taught them enough lessons! Believe me, if things continue, it will not be a pleasant thing... How about I buy you a drink? "
When the bald man in black robe heard this, he expressionlessly threw the young man who had been lifted high to the ground. After landing, the young man immediately kicked his legs and moved his body quickly... He moved to the ground where he could not help but
It seems that even if the companion has the idea of escape, he has not yet thought of abandoning his companion.
But no matter how much he shook it, his friend lying on the ground could not wake up.
"Child, call an ambulance." The old man in the skirt frowned at this time, then glanced at the old man, pondered for a while and actually grabbed the other man's arm, and said with regret: "
Sorry, buddy, I think I can't treat you to a drink for the time being... You may have been a bit harsh, you can see that these children were knocked unconscious by you. Believe me, I know these children, although they are a little naughty,
I often beat them...but I don't beat them so hard. You have already committed a crime."
The bald man in black robe finally had an expression on his face... He sneered, and with his backhand, he shook away the palm of the old man in the small skirt that was holding him, and clasped the old man in the small skirt's wrist.
"No one can condemn me... lowly human being!"
"What?" The old man in the little skirt was startled when he heard this. He looked at his wrist that was tightly clasped, blinked subconsciously, then frowned... and bumped his forehead hard forward, directly hitting it.
On top of this bald man’s nose!
oh!
Such an impact was very painful at first glance! The crowd suddenly sounded like a gasp!
The bald man in black robe showed an incredulous look at this moment.
He was probably knocked unconscious by the old man's headbutt, and a little nosebleed started to flow from his nose.
The bald man subconsciously reached out and touched his nose. Looking at the blood stained on his fingertips, anger flashed in his eyes, and a suppressed and low voice slowly sounded: "Ignorant mortal, how dare you... oh
!”
Unexpectedly, the old man in the miniskirt also seemed to have a bad temper. At this time, he hit the bald man with a headbutt again.
"Are you sober? Man! If not, I don't mind giving you a few more strokes!"
"You...are looking for death!" The bald man in black robe made a cold voice at this time. He suddenly stretched out his hand with his palm open, facing the old man in the small skirt. "Under the burning of the scorching sun,
Repent of your sins...mortal!"
When the old man in the little skirt heard this, his heart skipped a beat subconsciously. It seemed that at this moment, he really felt an unprecedented fear. He just blinked, but nothing happened.
Indeed, nothing happened. Only the bald man in black robe stretched out his five fingers and seriously... spoke quickly in the crowd like a showman!
"I am a descendant of the great war god Ares! Flames between heaven and earth, punish the ignorant and ignorant mortals in front of me for me!"
The bald man in black robe opened his fingers again, then pushed forward... nothing happened.
"The brave soldiers of ancient times... I summon you in the name of the descendants of Ares, the god of war. Why do you destroy the sinners in front of you!"
At this time, he grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, opened the five fingers of his right hand again, and pushed it forward... nothing happened.
"Containing the power of the ancient gods...oh!"
The old man in the small skirt probably couldn't stand it anymore, so he didn't bother to use a headbutt this time, so he just used an ordinary uppercut, hitting the bald man in black robe directly on the abdomen.
Even though this old man in the miniskirt is a bit old, the thighs exposed by the miniskirt are very muscular. He obviously has the habit of exercising for a long time... The fists are probably quite powerful.
"God of war, right? Ancient soldier, right? Divine power, right!" The old man in the little skirt directly strangled the neck of the bald man in black robe with one hand, pressed his body down, and beat the man with punches until he finally defeated the black man.
The bald man was beaten to the ground, looking like stars, and couldn't get up. Then he straightened his messy skirt and clothes, and said with a groan: "Crazy!"
Later, the ambulance came and carried away several unconscious young people. Then the patrol police from the town also arrived, handcuffed the bald man in black robe and took him to the police car.
The crowd gradually dispersed, because there was nothing worth watching... Life is like this, things worth stopping for are happening all the time, but they are very short... It is not the people I care about,
Who would stop for a night for him?
"You bastard, don't get me into trouble again! Study hard if you have nothing to do, and don't wander around on the street at night!" The old man in the little skirt lectured the only young man who had not passed out, humming and saying: "In the past, you
Dad is not as naughty as you!"
He didn't dare to talk back at the moment, so he could only nod his head submissively.
"Let's go! Go to the police station to record a statement. I will accompany you. Don't be afraid! But you need to tell the truth once and for all. Just do it as it is. There must be no ambiguity! I will not help you!"
"I know, I know!"
Later, the patrol officer came over and greeted the old man in the little skirt very politely and asked him to get into the police car... It turned out that this old man was once a policeman in the small town, but he had retired.
He is their old-timer... I heard that he used to have a bad temper, but he also had a nickname called "Good Neighbor Uncle Pique".
After the police car left, even the two Asian young men eating watermelon didn't know when they left... Boss Luo walked to the scene of the incident, waved his hand, and saw a sewer cover nearby came out. Suddenly
Something else slowly rose up.
It's a gray crystal... The crystal probably fell into the sewer at some point.
Holding the crystal, Luo Qiu blinked and looked at it, then with a hand, he slowly disappeared into the night streets of the town as if nothing had happened.
…
"Name! Speak!"
The bald man in black robe was sitting silently in the office of the small town police station, staring at the people around him, especially the old man in the short skirt who knocked him to the ground: known as "Good Neighbor Pique"
Uncle]'s Uncle Pique.
These people all call Uncle Peake what they call him, and they are very enthusiastic... But at this time, the bald man in black robe secretly suspected that this Uncle Peake in a Scottish skirt might be a powerful old mage hidden in the world.
, I will never be hit so easily!
That must be it!
The bald man even frantically recalled in his mind what happened when he encountered Uncle Peake. He suspected that this unknown and powerful old mage must have secretly poisoned him, otherwise he would not have become so weak!
He discovered that the remaining divine power of his great war god Ares among his descendants could not be used at all! His steel-like body could easily draw blood from the old mage's fist!
Not only that, he couldn't even summon the souls of ancient soldiers to fight for him, so he turned into the most ordinary mortal!
In fact, even the protection imposed by the Dark God Lord on himself has no effect at this moment... This, this world is too terrifying!
At this time, the police could not ask questions, so they had no choice but to look at Uncle Peake helplessly.
Uncle Piqur shook his head, spread his legs and sat in front of the bald man in black robe, and said in a deep voice: "Now, name, address, contact information."
The bald man in black robe was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Dear human strongman, forgive me for my rudeness... May I ask, who are you?"
