Crown of Silence

Chapter 99 Baby please turn around

In the dead silence, there was only the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Guys, how do you like this magic trick?"

The professor smiled hoarsely, and a metal flute slipped out of his sleeves. The flute was on his fingertips, as dexterous as an elf: "I think we can talk next, right? About the allocation of that Eastern brat..."

He waved his hand, and the silent butcher withdrew his gaze and returned to behind him.

"Musician?" Lorenzo's expression twitched and he whispered to himself: "What level?"

"At least the musician level." The musician hidden in the team said: "Besides, the flesh and blood butcher alone is already very difficult, we are not sure."

"No matter how powerful a butcher is, he is only human."

"No, to that extent, we generally call it a monster."

The musician in the team sighed: "The professor has been hiding it all this time. He didn't expect to be a musician... This is the professor's trap, Lorenzo, we have fallen into the trap."

Lorenzo knew what he meant.

Facing the combination of the professor and the butcher, if a war breaks out, the possibility of losing may not be impossible, but the victory will definitely be a tragic victory. A professor with endless trump cards and an almost unkillable monster combined are enough to wipe out all their elites.

There is nothing left to fight in this kind of war, in which one's vitality will be severely damaged if he wins, and he will suffer heavy losses if he loses. What's more, there are mice and dwarf dogs nearby...

No matter what, after that monster appeared, everyone already understood:

——The professor now takes the initiative.

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On the roof, the Rat King looked at the silent monster, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Professor, what do you want?"

"It's very simple."

The professor looked around at them: "There are two solutions now. The first solution, get out, that brat is mine. Or, you will like the second solution..."

The second method is very simple, the fish will die and the net will break.

In the frozen atmosphere, everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of wariness and greed.

Lorenzo was the first to withdraw. The leader of this group of Sicilian wanderers raised his hands and declared with a stern look: "I don't care what you are going to do, our Luso family is withdrawing. Dwarf dog, let your people get out of the way... …”

The Sicilian thugs retreated slowly, clenching their weapons and guarding against the Asgardian mercenaries behind them.

Seeing that the roast goose that was originally in his mouth grew wings and flew away, the dwarf dog's expression also twitched.

The hands holding the flame-shaped sword unclenched and then tightened. Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a sound: "The rear team will get out of the way, and we will retreat..."

"A wise choice." The professor clapped his hands and finally looked at Sam Rowe on the roof: "Mr. Rat King, it seems that you are ready to show your strength and fight to the death?"

Are you kidding me? The most spineless people in the entire Lower City are these rat gangs.

Seeing that the good situation was reversed, the Rat King's eyes rolled, his expression full of pain. He gently lowered his hand:

"We will also withdraw..."

The three parties stared at the professor and the monster beside him warily, and backed away cautiously.

The originally tense atmosphere gradually relaxed, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that there was no need to fight.

But at this moment, the young man's doubtful voice came from the alley.

"Is there anyone?"

In full view of everyone, the lost boy lowered his head and hugged a lot of things and walked out of the alley: "I'm sorry, I'm lost. Senior brother, are you out there... I'll wipe it out!"

Damn it, what the hell is this? !

The moment Ye Qingxuan raised his head, he was so frightened by the sight in front of him that he almost flew up.

His mind went blank, and he looked around at the people around him, looking at the machetes, steel bars, heavy armor, hand crossbows in their hands, and the monster that was so weird that it didn't look like a human...

When you look at them, they look at you.

In everyone's dull eyes, this white-haired Oriental boy was holding two pounds of radishes in his left hand, a bag of tomatoes in his right hand, and two pumpkins large enough to light lanterns on Halloween in his arms.

It's like returning from grocery shopping.

Under the gaze of everyone, the dumb boy finally reacted and took a step back decisively: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place. You continue, please leave me alone!"

Just as everyone's eyes dropped to the ground, he slowly backed away, turned around, and opened his legs...

In desperation, the Rat King said: "Stop!"

"okay……"

He said yes, but his body was obviously very honest. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his long legs and ran away like an electric shock.

"Oh my god, I ran so fast!" Someone in the crowd sighed in a low voice,

It was like turning on some bad switch, the situation got out of control in an instant, and the crowd that had been retreating became restless!

"catch him!"

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Whoever catches it will get it!"

The solid atmosphere broke instantly, and the crowd became excited. Lorenzo, Werner, and the Rat King who were about to leave completely forgot what they had just said and chased after them like crazy.

The professor froze on the spot. He had no idea that the situation that was so good a few seconds ago would turn into this.

Seeing that the excited crowd had rushed into the alley, he clenched his flute angrily, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes:

"Butcher, catch him!"

The three-meter-tall giant roared hoarsely, leaped up, and fell into the crowd. He casually swung the bone saw, and two people were instantly hit against the wall. With a smack, blood spurted out.

As the bone saw swept across, several people were instantly cut into two ends by the brutal blade of the bone saw. Blood spurted out, and screams were heard.

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At the front of the alley, Ye Qingxuan ran desperately.

When he turned around, he saw many evil-looking men, hooligans holding various weapons in their hands, and the monster that was so burly that it didn't look like a human at all. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

He had the urge to cry:

"Why are you chasing me!"

The Rat King roared: "I'm in a hurry... This is wrong, hand over the treasure quickly! I'll spare your life!"

Lorenzo also shouted hurriedly below: "My friend, don't run, we can protect you..."

"Bah! You're talking nonsense!"

Although wearing heavy armor, the dwarf dog ran fast and chased closely: "Little ghost, don't listen to them! Leave it to me! You are the eternal friend of the Asgardians!"

Treasures! Friends! Where can I make a treasure for you!

Ye Qingxuan resisted the urge to cry and ran faster.

While running, he suddenly had an idea and threw something out:

"--Give you the treasure! Take it!"

A black shadow flew out of his arms, drew an arc, and fell into the arms of the dwarf dog Werner.

The dwarf dog didn't even care about the flame-shaped sword and instinctively pounced on it. Before he could take a closer look, he was pounced by the figure rushing up from behind.

The crowd roared: "The treasure is here!"

"Catch him!"

"The short dog got the thing!"

People rushed up one after another, and the short dog subconsciously held the thing tightly and blocked it in front of him. With a click, blood-red liquid spurted out from between his fingers.

The people who rushed up with a roar were stunned. Some of the juice fell into their mouths, and some people subconsciously smacked their lips:

"Sour and sweet... Can this treasure be eaten? Mom, I can enter Avalon too!"

Lorenz, who rushed up, was furious and kicked him over:

"Idiot, this is a tomato!"

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"Don't you want treasures? Here are your treasures!"

In front, Ye Qingxuan was already addicted to giving out treasures, and kept throwing things in his hands: "Tomatoes for you! Potatoes for you!"

"Lychees for you!"

He was addicted to throwing and simply threw whatever he caught, and picked up the frog on the ground and threw it over: "Toad for you! Squid for you, and an angry banana!"

The angry banana was really angrily stuck on Lorenzo's face, and half of the smashed rotten eggplant was still hanging on his face. The originally well-dressed gentleman had become a beggar picking up rags.

Lorenzo was about to roar in anger when something was thrown at him, covering his face with a sticky smell of blood.

He stood there in shock, and with trembling fingers, he took off the bloody sanitary napkin from his face, and finally screamed frantically:

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The Rat King's men finally realized that this was not going to work. On the roof, someone stood still, aimed the crossbow in his hand at the figure of the boy, and then... pulled the trigger!

With a whistling sound, a crossbow arrow flew past the boy's arm and pierced deeply into the wall of the alley. The arrow body was buzzing and trembling, like a bee flapping its wings.

Ye Qingxuan looked down at the scar on his arm and was petrified:

"Oh my god, are you guys serious?"

"Who the hell is kidding you?!"

On the roof, the Rat King screamed: "Little guys, get ready, shoot this kid to death."

The sound of bows and crossbows being strung up was heard in a dense pattern, making Ye Qingxuan's scalp numb: "I just bought some vegetables, who did I offend!"

He took a deep breath and chanted in a low voice.

The roar and noise of everyone covered the pauses of the syllables. In the hoarse rhythm, the boy's body suddenly blurred, becoming hazy and erratic.

Music. Blurred!

"Damn, I forgot that the kid is a musician's apprentice!" The Rat King roared: "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot him to death!"

Then, Ye Qingxuan slapped himself with a "flow" without hesitation, and his face flushed. It was really deadly to perform such precise operations while running.

He increased his speed, dodging several arrows that brushed past his hair. His body became increasingly blurred, and he suddenly disappeared at a corner.

The crowd was in chaos, but the people rushing behind him did not stop. After a period of chaos, the people in front squeezed the people behind and rushed forward. In the chaos, the guys holding dangerous objects bumped into each other, causing many people to be injured. The injured bandits had no reason to argue, and started a gunfight on the spot.

In the hacking and trampling, it is unknown how many people died on the spot.

In the roar and scream, blood spurted.

In the corner of the wall that no one noticed, there was a blurry figure, quietly moving along the wall.