Divine pet enlightenment system, starting from contracting a turtle

Zhao Huan took the key from Li Yan and watched happily as the motorcycle was unloaded from the truck.

After signing for acceptance, he couldn't wait to get on the motorcycle. When he turned the accelerator, the engine roared.

Wow, it’s just a man’s dream march.

He has a car driver's license, which, according to league regulations, allows him to drive a motorcycle.

So, he can already ride this iron guy on the road.

He spoke to Zhao Ling, and before the elder sister could finish her instructions to pay attention to safety, the car rushed out like an arrow from the string, leaving only the deafening roar of the engine, which gradually faded away.

Zhao Huan shuttled through the city streets like the wind. He had never been so free and comfortable.

It seems that he is a lone knight, the hero of the city, patrolling this land.

It's no wonder that since the contract with the pet beast, thrilling and weird things happened one after another. He himself didn't know how many times he was on the edge of life and death. It had been a long time since he had been so unscrupulous and crazy. He loved the thrill of chasing the wind.

Along the road he passed, countless people cast envious and amazed glances.

The light turned red ahead, Zhao Huan slowed down and slowly leaned in front of the zebra crossing. A young man in the car next to him saw the horse under Zhao Huan, opened the window, whistled loudly, and sighed with envy: "Wow, Street Growler 2000, limited to 500 units worldwide, brother, awesome ah!"

Zhao Huan raised the visor of his helmet and gave him a knowing look. When the lights changed, he slipped out, leaving only lingering sounds in the blink of an eye.

The young man looked at the missing Zhao Huan, shook his head, slowly started the car, and kept sighing.

“Rich people are so damn good!”

Zhao Huan drove his motorcycle across the entire city until he reached the huge city wall at the outermost edge of Lingshui.

This is a living wall that protects the entire city.

It is a full fifty meters high, and every other section is a towering tower, with huge forts erected on top. However, it is a military defense facility and cannot be accessed. Citizens can only walk on the city wall.

The walls are wide enough to pass three trucks side by side, and they are all paved with asphalt.

Zhao Huan parked his car next to the asphalt avenue and looked at the city inside and outside under the sky.

Inside the city are row upon row of modern cities, while outside the city is a vast plain with no end in sight, desolate but full of life.

Not far away, there are misty trees, like a green barrier blocking city dwellers from leaving.

And further away, you can vaguely see broken and collapsed high-rise buildings, standing quietly between the sky and the earth.

That was the city that was abandoned when the alien beasts invaded.

Countless people once lived there, but now, they have all become a thing of the past and a landscape of remembrance.

Broken city.

This is the name that humans now give to that ruins.

Inside, it is said that there are countless strange beasts, large and small.

They are the current owners of that city.

Zhao Huan stood by the city wall, looking at the desolate and broken city, feeling that it was a tomb.

A tomb where an unknown number of people were buried.

But now, the countdown to the doomsday has started, and the clouds of destruction are shrouding the prosperous Lingshui City behind them.

No, the city cannot be allowed to repeat the mistakes of the past.

He secretly made up his mind that he would never allow the star suckers to destroy his city.

Never allow.

When he was full of emotion, a phone ringing woke him up.

"Hello? Oh, it's Brother Five. What? People from the Jiuyi Alliance are attacking the Security Bureau?"

Wang Wu's news made Zhao Huan shout in surprise.

Is He Jiu crazy?

He actually organized his men to besiege the Lingshui headquarters of the Beast Master Security Bureau.

Is he preparing to become an enemy of the Alliance?

Zhao Huan was speechless for a long time.

He hung up the phone, quickly got on his motorcycle, left the city wall, and drove toward the city at lightning speed.

The whole city seemed to be rushing towards him and then rushing past him.

Soon, he arrived in front of the security bureau.

Thousands of people gathered in front of the Security Bureau. They chanted the slogan "Severely punish the murderer and give me justice." Some impatient ones kept attacking the special police officers lined up in front of the Security Bureau. Some even picked up stones and bricks. , glass bottle, and threw it towards the building.

Lin Moran, director of the Lingshui City Beast Tamer Security Bureau, stood in front of the gate, shouting with all his strength, hoping to calm down the people at the scene.

But under the turbulent crowd, no one listened to what he said. Instead, many unidentified "flying objects" appeared out of thin air and smashed at Lin Moran.

Zhao Huan listened at the scene for a while and finally understood that these guys were from Chu Nanxing Engineering Company, that is, He Jiu's subordinates. They gathered people to cause trouble and besieged the Security Bureau on the grounds that Lin Feifei killed her companion with her car.

They asked the Security Bureau to hand over Lin Feifei to atone for the death of their companions.

"Brothers of Chu Nanxing, what are your demands? I hope you will send a representative and we will talk slowly. It is illegal for you to attack the security bureau like this, and you will be held accountable. Don't be instigated, otherwise it will be too late to regret. "

Lin Muran shouted earnestly.

"Fart, don't listen to him. This guy is that woman's father. Of course he will speak for that woman. Don't be fooled."

"Hand over Lin Feifei, we want justice for Xiaolu."

"That's right, it's really hateful to hand over that woman, kill someone and then run away."

"Xiaolu is only 22 years old. He has been married for just over a year and has a 1-year-old child at home. Now that he is gone, how can you survive as an orphan and a widowed mother?"

"Hand over people, hand over!"

"Hand over it!"

……

All kinds of noisy sounds filled the streets.

After hearing what these guys said, some citizens who didn't know the reason also expressed sympathy for the dead trail and expressed their dissatisfaction with the Security Bureau.

There are more and more people on the street, and the whole street is blocked.

Various media also rushed to the scene one after another. Guns and cannons were set up. Reporters rushed forward desperately with microphones and cameras. They loudly asked Lin Moran various questions.

Lin Moran was overwhelmed, and the scene was already in chaos.

He Jiu, this guy is behind all this.

First send people to die, and then use this as an excuse to cause trouble.

Confusing right and wrong, taking the opportunity to make things worse.

After such a fuss, Lin Feifei was afraid that she wouldn't have much energy to trace his whereabouts anymore.

What an old fox.

“If the security bureau does not hand over the perpetrator, we will not leave!”

Zhao Huan saw a tall man in the crowd wearing a safety helmet and a white towel hanging around his neck, standing on a stool, putting down the phone in his hand and shouting loudly.

The crowd immediately responded with a roar.

"Our brother was hit and killed. The security bureau not only refused to hand over the murderer, but also blindly protected us and did not care about the lives of our workers. We will never agree."

The taller man looked even more indignant.

"Never promise!"

The crowd chanted too.

"We are not making trouble maliciously, we just want a fair explanation. Brothers, we sit in and demonstrate. If there is no result for a day, we will not leave for a day."

"it is good!"

The originally excited and violent crowd suddenly became quiet. They sat cross-legged on the street at the door and looked at Lin Moran without saying a word.

Zhao Huan was even more certain that this was an organized and premeditated action.

The tall man just now must have received instructions and changed his strategy.

It was only after they saw the arrival of media reporters that they changed from smashing up the rioters to sit-in demonstrations.

What a great way.

Zhao Huanzheng admired secretly, felt the phone ringing, took it out and saw that it was Mu Qingfeng.

Could it be that he got some news?