Mysterious journey

The white mist slowly filled the entire Huaishan City.

The streets and alleys are filled with this smoky mist.

Lam Shue Street

In the light yellow buildings, a man in a white suit was walking slowly on the sidewalk, spinning a bunch of small keys on his fingers.

"It's a really nice mission to take a break and not have to be with those three idiots. You can also enjoy the extra little girl flavor."

The man muttered something with a bright smile on his face. His eyes were fixed on a petite girl not far ahead.

The girl was Ying'er who was out shopping. She was wearing a white T-shirt and low-waisted jeans. Her perky buttocks were perfectly wrapped and highlighted, her slender legs and unbearable waist. Although her face was not very beautiful. But this young and energetic body is exactly Hakuba's favorite type.

Hakuba followed closely behind, his eyes falling on the girl's buttocks that were slightly deformed due to walking, and he couldn't help but swallowed quietly.

"If we go further forward and there are fewer people, we can start..." He calculated the distance and became more and more impatient.

After following for a while, Ying'er in front turned right into a narrow alley humming a song.

The white horse was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly followed up to speed up. He was becoming more and more impatient. A tampered white handkerchief quietly appeared on his hand.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the corner ahead, and three tall men slowly walked out of the alley. All three of them had large or small gold earrings hanging on their left ears.

The three of them happened to be blocked by the white horse at the entrance of the alley.

"Get away!" The handsome man in the lead lowered his head and looked gloomy, obviously feeling unhappy.

This man was wearing a brown fur-collar windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets. His dazzling red hair was like a flame in the white mist, with a faint sense of beating brightness. The gold ring on his ear clearly engraved a number, 6.

"Insignificant mortal." The originally smiling face in the white suit suddenly became depressed, "How dare you speak to me in such a tone?"

The red-haired man was stunned, as if he didn't expect anyone to dare to talk to him like this. Suddenly he laughed in surprise.

"It's been a long time since I heard someone dare to speak to me like that." He stretched out his right hand in his pocket. "It seems that you are one of the people following our expert's family. Just give him a meeting gift."

"It sounds loud, but mortals are just mortals after all." Baima sneered, stretched out his right hand and took off the black glove, revealing the black pentagram tattoo on the back of his hand. "I'm going to dig out your eyes as my latest collection." An inexplicable force began to flow and spin around him.

"I don't know whether to live or die." The red-haired man raised his hand, and the two people around him slowly backed away. Strangely, a blood-red scar slowly appeared under the man's right eye, like the eye shadow of a woman's makeup, charming and sharp.

call.

A breeze blew by, causing a few fallen leaves on the ground to roll.

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Garen ran quickly down the street, passing a few passers-by on the sidewalk from time to time. His clothes had been taken off and tucked under his arms, and they were stained red with blood.

"Damn it. Don't let anything happen!!" His face was cold, but his heart was getting more and more impatient.

It took at least twenty or thirty minutes to walk from Burnington Street to Blue Tree Street, but it only took him ten minutes to get home. It's a pity that my parents have gone out, and my sister Ying'er is not here either. Garen quickly ran out of the house again and searched along the street.

While running wildly, I was analyzing in my mind where my sister had gone.

"At this time, it's so early. Generally speaking, you should go to the vegetable market, or maybe the fruit shop!"

After hesitating for a moment, Garen decisively ran towards the street of the vegetable market.

The scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, and only the street ahead was still clear to Garen's eyes.

Turn around an intersection and go right! Run straight for hundreds of meters. Turn left again!

Bang!

Suddenly there was a muffled sound on the cold street ahead.

In the white mist, a vague figure flew over, rolled several times on the ground, and stopped when it hit Garen's boots.

Garen stopped and looked down at the man rolling over.

It was almost impossible to see the true color of the dirty white suit, which was covered in gray and black stains. Only half of her originally neat hairstyle was still neat. The most important thing is that this man's arms showed an unnatural twist, and they were obviously broken.

Suddenly Garen noticed that this man had a black pentagram tattoo on the back of his right hand.

"The same tattoo as those people just now"

He bent down and grabbed the man's collar, lifting him up into the air.

"Are you White Horse?" he asked in a deep voice. The sprint just now returned to normal after just adjusting his breathing slightly.

"It's you. Haha, I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of a mortal." Baima laughed softly. Suddenly the sound stopped, his pupils were completely dilated, and there was no longer any breath.

Garen shook him in shock, but suddenly saw a black blood vessel spreading out from the right side of Hakuba's neck and connecting to the black pentagram on the back of his right hand.

Throwing the body away with a snap, Garen breathed a sigh of relief and took a few steps forward. The situation in front suddenly became clear from the fog.

At the entrance of a narrow alley, three tall men with golden earrings sat on the ground with exhausted faces. One of the red-haired men had dark red blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

Hearing the footsteps, the red-haired man raised his head and looked over.

"It's you." He immediately relaxed. "Damn it, I thought there was another monster like that!" Cursing fiercely, the man stood up reluctantly while holding on to the wall.

"I'm talking to experts, what kind of monster opponent did you provoke? You actually even released your qigong! Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise your sister would be really in danger."

Garen himself didn't know what was going on, so he just shook his head silently. He noticed that the golden ring on the other's ear was engraved with the number six.

"Sixth Golden Ring, I owe you once." He looked at the other two people, "How are they?"

"Two temporary subordinates, who practice hard qigong, helped me block it. It seems that it is not possible." The red-haired man shook his head, "I will properly handle their family affairs." After saying that, he suddenly stared hard. With galleons.

"I have shouldered such a big responsibility for you! Don't tell me that you won't join the Golden Circle!? Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"

Garen was speechless and could only smile bitterly.

"Here!" The red-haired man threw a small golden ring directly to Garen.

Garen caught it accurately and looked at it. It was a golden earring engraved with the number 9. It was only the size of a fingernail and looked very delicate.

"Is it a temporary replacement for the ninth golden ring?"

"It's not temporary. Didn't you almost kill the tenth golden ring? This ranking is natural." The sixth snorted and sneered.

"Do you all know this?" Garen was stunned.

"The characteristics of your technique are too obvious, including your whereabouts."

Garen shrugged speechlessly.

"Okay, go check on your sister quickly. I have to ask someone to take care of this place." The red-haired man wiped the blood from his mouth and nose and walked towards the dead bodies.

Jialong walked faster along the alley. This was the path that his sister Ying'er walked most often. Before he ran far, Ying'er's back finally appeared in Jialong's field of vision on the street outside the alley ahead. .

He rushed out and hugged his sister in front of him.

"Ying'er!"

Ying'er suddenly felt a familiar smell and hugged herself. She was holding the tomatoes and potatoes she had just bought in her hand, and was so frightened that she almost dropped them all to the ground.

"Brother! What are you doing! Are you ashamed of yourself on the street?" She wanted to break free, but found that the strength gap was a bit far behind. After twisting his body a few times, he still had no choice, so he had no choice but to let Garen hug him tightly.

"Ying'er. It's great that you're okay." Garen hugged his sister, who was half a head shorter than him, tightly.

"Is everything okay?" Ying'er was hugged from behind. She already felt extremely embarrassed. "Let go! Otherwise, I'll fall out!"

"Okay... let me go." Garen also felt something was wrong, so he quickly let go and breathed a sigh of relief. There were not many passers-by around, and most of them just glanced at the two of them ambiguously, apparently misunderstanding that they were a couple.

"Where are your parents?" Garen asked in a low voice, not paying attention to the surrounding eyes.

"I'm going to buy charcoal and firewood. It's almost winter. I have to prepare these things, otherwise it will be troublesome when it gets cold." Ying'er picked up the fruits and vegetables on her hand, "It's your turn to carry this, because you suddenly scared me just now. Punishment!" She forced the bag directly onto Garen.

"Okay!" Garen relaxed and suddenly felt much better.

"I have to continue shopping for groceries. Follow me and don't get lost." Ying'er turned around and continued walking forward, heading towards the sidewalk not far away, where there were many kinds of goods on both sides of the road. There is a vegetable stall, and some aunts and young women who got up early are already wandering around there to choose.

Garen held the dish in one hand and gently reached into his pocket with the other hand to pinch the golden earring.

"The favor I owe Jin Huan is a bit big this time. But what if, at least the safety of my family is guaranteed. If Jin Huan's power background is really the same as what Eighth said."

If true, adding the golden ring there would be a good thing for Garen no matter how you look at it. It's just that you need to be more careful when facing the detectives in the tower in the future. If you are not careful, the guy may discover the secret of your identity.

Taking a deep breath, Garen simply didn't bother to think about these things. When he returned to the old man's accident, his mood suddenly became sad and heavy.

"Judging from the looks of the three people just now, the old man should have been a very powerful person. He could scare people just by saying his name. Then I don't know who the adult among the three people is. But I don't know who he is. ."

A hint of coldness flashed in Garen's eyes.

"No matter who harmed you, I will definitely avenge you."

Suddenly, a sweet and fishy feeling rushed up in his chest. Garen quickly covered his mouth and swallowed hard. His entire throat was filled with a thick smell of blood.

It was an internal injury caused by the three men in black who had just been killed in a head-on attack. After that, they ran out without much treatment and persisted for more than ten minutes before getting a rest.

If Garen hadn't been physically strong, another secret warrior would have been lying on the ground unable to move.

"That kind of ability is very similar to telekinesis. It's very powerful. If you don't use pure power to break it, it will be difficult for other types of warriors to deal with it. Maybe you can find some clues from the corpse."