Year of God's Choice

"Then, I want to know the way to get to that palace." Dranon said to a cloud of air, only his hair could touch the woman's body.

"As you can see, as long as you have the ability to leave this town, it's useless even if you kill me. No one can leave here. The world is collapsing and disintegrating, and destruction will happen sooner or later." The woman sneered, "Even if you leave this town now Carriage, you can't escape Uriel's eyes and ears. On the contrary, if you cooperate with me, maybe I can help you."

"I'm not interested in cooperating with you." Delanon suddenly cut the car door with his hair, and jumped out - relying on his agility, he landed smoothly and smoothly, but at this moment he was in a darker and dilapidated street Inside, it has a bit of the meaning of being in a slum in an eastern city.

As soon as he landed, Delanon quickly ran to the opposite direction of the carriage - the depths of the long dark alley.However, it was still a slow step. From the Mercedes-Benz carriage, the woman immediately poked her head out, pointed her gun at Delanon and fired a shot—for some reason, she was able to dodge the bullet, Delano But Lennon took a hard shot, and the bullet entered his left arm, which brought a pain that almost made him feel unfamiliar.

Stumbling into a narrower alley, he didn't know how long he ran before he finally stopped at a narrow dead end and leaned against the wall.

The bullet was still in the arm and needed to be removed.Delanon put down his hand covering the wound and examined it carefully—it is not difficult to take out the bullet, as long as it is inserted with a strand of hair. However, after the shot just now, he found that his self-healing ability was weakened compared to before the power disappeared. Many, after running for so long, the wounds did not heal on their own, but the bleeding stopped.

"Damn Lovin!!!" Delanon gritted his teeth, like this every time!Disappeared inexplicably, leaving behind a bunch of boring puzzles! !

"Are you drunk?" A voice came from not far behind him.The voice was a young man with a cool and elegant voice, not like he could appear in this kind of neighborhood.

The footsteps got closer, the man might have seen the blood on his clothes, and whispered in surprise: "Are you bleeding? Can you turn around and let me see?"

Delanon turned his face slightly, he couldn't see anyone in front of him, but the voice was very close.

"Your hair is so long, I can't see what's going on with you, don't attack me." The man got closer, and Delanon finally turned around to face the man who was almost on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Delano asked.

"It's such a luxurious appearance!" The man admired, "You must go back to the apartment with me, I like beautiful things most! ———Your arm is bleeding, is it a gunshot wound? It's going to rain, and the acidic rainwater is not good for your wounds, you should go back with me as soon as possible! Huh?"

Delanon felt the palm of his hand fanning his face.

"you can not see me?"

"Yes." Delanon simply closed his eyes.

"That's it, then it's really amazing that you can walk here alone - let's go." The man actually grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

That hand is very slender and delicate, this man should be relatively slender, right?

"Be careful where you step, I will tell you if you encounter obstacles." The man seemed to be smiling.

He led Delanon through many downhill and uphill alleys. The place was extremely sloping and dark, with dark and old buildings on both sides.The man went to the back and simply wrapped one of Delanon's arms around his neck, letting him take the weight of his body to himself. The reason was that Delanon's face was becoming paler and paler due to blood loss, and it was difficult for him to walk. It seems to be wobbly.

Finally, the man's residence arrived—it was a low and small building hidden among countless buildings. When he opened the door, the inside was unexpectedly clean and tidy.

"This is just the nearest shelter I can think of, and it's just one of my many properties." The man took Delanon to the sofa in the living room. The room's furnishings showed that the man did have extraordinary financial capabilities.

While rambling on about the topic, the man began to treat his wound.

He said that his name is Zi Cui, and he is a businessman specializing in underground gambling. He can do human trafficking and drug dealing, and his most profitable part is the underground duel gambling. He has many good dueling slaves under his command. With their blood and lives, he was able to gain a firm foothold in this place where survival was extremely difficult.

"As soon as I saw you, I knew you were very suitable to be the best death fighter!" Zi Cui stroked Dranon's face, "But it's a pity to be a death fighter with your face, I think Treasure you as my personal collection. But... life is so difficult now, even this little wish, I can't fulfill it properly. "

"Can you tell me how to leave this city?" Delanon asked.

"If I told you, how would you repay me? Why did you leave here? Do you think there is a place where you can live other than here?"

"What do you expect in return?"

"You can't afford the reward I want." Zi Cui pressed his lips.

Less deception.Delanon raised the corners of his mouth and let him fiddle with it.

The sound of pattering rain sounded outside the windows—those windows are made of tempered glass, so they will not be corroded by the highly corrosive acid rain, and the house is also made of special building materials, but it is impossible for humans to walk in that rain, otherwise In just a few minutes, it will turn into a bloody skeleton.

"When I was five years old, my stepmother pushed my sister who broke the plate into the rain on such a rainy day." Zi Cui looked out the window and said, "I saw my sister who was two years older than me being thrown into the rain from beginning to end. That rain kills. So then, when I was 14, I tricked my step-mother's brother outside and he didn't make it back in time before it rained. Hehehehe... Poetic weather."

Delanon was lying on the sofa, just listening to him quietly - in fact, he was already dozing off.

Telling sentimental stories to an emotionless Chosen One is tantamount to

Play the piano to pigs.

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"What an unqualified listener, did I fall asleep after saying a few words?" Zi Cui looked at Delanon who had closed her eyes and was breathing long.

"If it was someone else, I would have cut off his ear, but for the sake of your injury, I will spare you this time."

Following the words, a blanket was placed on Dranon's body.