I saved the world after leaving the island

So much so that now most tourists are more willing to follow the tour group, and it is even more difficult for these local guides to pick up jobs.

"I learned from Chaobo..." Garoxiu raised his head, and the brim of his hat was raised, revealing half of his face hidden in the collar of the windbreaker. "Someone hired a guide on the island before, and it only cost 300 a day."

"You also said it was before. The market is changing every day. The most expensive thing now is the labor cost." Stuck.

Jia Luoxiu smiled slightly, wondering: "Can't it be cheaper?" It was very similar to the young master Jingui who escaped from the house without permission, but he didn't bring enough money to plan carefully.

This boy!Even the appearance of bargaining is too good-looking!

The middle-aged man has the urge to lead him the way for free, but what he wants more is another plan that arises in his heart.

"Did you come alone?" The middle-aged man with a mustache had an evil light in his eyes, and his smile was still pleasant, "If you are alone, it is not bad at all, but you may have to carpool with others, and you have to ask our team leader Opinion."

Jia Luoxiu put his hands in his jacket pockets, his eyes fell on the three groups of guides not far away, and the corner of his mouth lightly curled up: "Yes."

The middle-aged man with the mustache signaled the other two to watch the boy not to let him go, and walked quickly towards the fat man in the undershirt.

"Boss, good guy." The middle-aged man was unspeakably excited, "I asked clearly, I came alone."

The fat man in the black sweatshirt raised his head indifferently, looked in the direction of Galosi, his eyes straightened after a glance, squeezed out the cigarette with only the filter tip left in his hand, frowned after a while and said: "The person who landed from the pier may be a merchant. team."

"What's the matter? People from the caravan really came to ask, and they said that we took people to visit the island. Later, this young man insisted on leaving the caravan and going on his own." The middle-aged man with a mustache curled his lips in disgust, "This Young kid, I always feel that I have to be a little willful to show my personality."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man with a mustache leaned closer to the fat man in sweatshirt and said in a low voice, "I heard that Brother Shui has a batch of goods coming out tonight, so ask him to take the people away together. Even if the caravan comes, there will be no people and no evidence." , can you still eat us?"

The fat man in the undershirt suddenly lost his worries. They have done many such things, not to mention meeting such a guy this time, it is worth taking a risk and taking a gamble.

Galoxiu took the mobile phone to look through the data stored in it, and finally matched the photo on the screen with the person in another guide group in the distance. Although the person's skin was several shades darker and his appearance had been fine-tuned, some details Nothing has changed, such as the dark red tattoo on the arm and the small black mole at the corner of the left eye, which are easy to match.

"Our boss agreed, and I'll charge you 500 for half a day. Come with me." The middle-aged man with a mustache walked over, his face full of "you're lucky kid".

Jia Luoxiu tapped the back of the phone with his fingers, put away the phone when the middle-aged man came over, and continued to put his hands back in his pockets. The boy's voice was clear and clear: "I'm sorry, uncle, I suddenly want to change the guide."

The expression of the middle-aged man with the mustache changed, and he smiled again in an instant, but the expression on his face was very stiff: "No problem, there are other people in our team, take your pick."

Jia Luoxiu watched the middle-aged man change his face playfully: "Ah, but I want to change to that handsome uncle in a flowered shirt and a straw hat over there."

The middle-aged man saw that the one in the flowered shirt was the leader of another guide group.

The handsome uncle was right, he was indeed the only one among all the people present who could rely on his face for a living.In fact, it is precisely because this face can attract many young female tourists that it forced the guide group to change the rules and become the current group order.

"It's inappropriate." The middle-aged man with a mustache glanced at the two accomplices standing next to him, and the three of them moved closer and surrounded Galosh, "Look, we've talked before, and the price has already been negotiated. It’s really against the rules to go back and forth now. I know the guy in the floral shirt, he came from another place five years ago, and he’s not as familiar as I am here.”

Everything was decided, and Fatty's leader had already contacted Brother Shui. Obviously, the plan couldn't be disrupted just because the boy wanted to change guides.

There was a lot of traffic at the intersection, and there was a negotiation period between guides and tourists, so no one noticed what was happening on their side for a while.

Galoxiu still had a smile on his lips, and looked coldly at the three people surrounding him: "It's fine if you have a pretty face, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat at noon if it's too ugly."

The middle-aged man with a mustache had a ferocious face: "This is beyond your control."

Unable to persuade them, the three of them changed their strategy and rushed towards Jia Luoxiu, apparently wanting to forcibly take him away.

And just when the middle-aged man with a mustache was about to touch Galosh's clothes, a white light shone from the tip of the middle-aged man's fingers.

Yes, light, not fire.

If you look carefully, you can see a flame-like white light composed of pure white, very small jumping light spots, and in a very short time, it spreads like a flame, extending from your fingers to your wrist.

"Ah!" There was a miserable howl in the ears of everyone at the intersection, followed by a series of shouts, "It hurts, it hurts, I woke up..."

Everyone was taken aback, those who were talking stopped talking, those who were doing things stopped doing things, and even the owners of the shops closest to the intersection looked over here.

The middle-aged man is rolling on the ground, and what he said "it's lit" at first glance looks like a fire is burning in his right hand, but upon closer inspection it turns out to be a mist of light, and what's strange is that the light seems to come from the middle-aged man's own arm. as emanating from it.

The fat man in the undershirt opened his mouth wide, and the cigarette he just lit fell to the ground. He pointed at Galosh and said in horror, "Super, superhuman!"

The vast majority of supernatural beings come from the cultivation of ordinary people, and the existence of supernatural beings and immortal alien races is not hidden or concealed around the world, and even the textbooks in some areas—the subject of science—will mention Extraordinary people, as well as various races, are popularized, so there is not much barrier between ordinary people and extraordinary people, and they will be easily recognized if they show a little difference.

Hearing this word, people surrounded him instantly.

Extraordinary people are no different from ordinary people before they show their abilities, but they belong to the rare group of human beings. Whenever they appear, there are always curious people who come to take a look.

In this special location at the intersection, there are more people watching.

The middle-aged man howled on the ground. After all, he was a member of the guide group and a native of Ya Cocon Island. The other three guide groups immediately put down their business and gathered together. The number of people was large enough to form a double circle. Keep the onlookers out.

"Fatty, what's the matter?" It was Han Ke, a man in a floral shirt displayed on Galosh's phone page, who spoke.Compared to the fat man's slovenly appearance, his figure is indeed in good shape. He is a handsome uncle, so it is no wonder that he is popular with young female tourists.

The fat man in the undershirt wiped his sweat, showing an impatient face. He had a bad look at these foreign guides headed by Han Ke, so he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "The price is too high, so we can't agree on it."

"Yo, so this is a hard stubble." Han Ke raised his eyebrows, "I often walk by the beach, and finally got wet shoes."

"Don't be sarcastic." Another tall, dark-skinned team leader said, "Save people first."

The surrounding group of guides looked at the middle-aged man rolling on the ground.The light had already crossed the wrist and spread to the arm, where the light covered, the flesh and skin inside could not be seen.

Then everyone turned their attention to the young man who was suspected of being a transcendent.

In this season of early summer, we are still at sea, and the weather is quite good today. It is hard to imagine that someone would wrap himself up so tightly in a black suit, so that he would not get sick from covering himself up?

"Your Excellency, although Old Hei is a bit greedy, he is not bad-hearted. If there is any offense, we apologize on his behalf." The swarthy team leader said.

"We will return you ten times the negotiated price." The fat man in the undershirt agreed at this moment, not daring to think badly of the boy in front of him again, "I hope you will let him go."

Jia Luoxiu did not respond, but looked at the middle-aged man with a mustache rolling on the ground with interest: "Wait until it spreads to the upper arm, and then spreads all over the body, tsk tsk..." The rest of the words did not finish.

Everyone shivered.

No one knows what will happen when it spreads to the whole body. Half of one arm hurts like this. I can't imagine that Lao Hei's whole body is white.

The swarthy team leader understood Galosh's meaning, looked at the fat man, fixed his eyes, took the sickle from his waist and handed it over. He came to pick up the work after finishing the farm work, and he hadn't had time to put the sickle on.

The fat man took the sickle with trembling hands.

As for his other subordinates, especially the two who blocked Galoxiu with Lao Hei just now, they had already slumped on the ground, with mixed expressions of joy and fear on their faces.

"Ahhh." Old Hei was so painful that he couldn't speak, he instinctively hid when he saw the fat man approaching with a sickle.

"Help me hold him quickly." The fat man yelled at the others, "If you don't cut it off, it will be too late."

The others stepped forward one after another as if they had just woken up from a dream. It took a lot of effort because they dared not touch the white light.

None of Han Ke in the flower shirt and his guide group went there.Han Ke lowered the brim of his straw hat, showing a gloating sneer.

The fat man in the sweatshirt raised the knife and dropped it, and Lao Hei let out a miserable scream, his face turned pale.

Blood spurted out from the broken arm of the body, and someone in the dark team leader took out the herbs he carried with him to stop the bleeding first.

The arm was separated from the body, finally stopping the spread of light and fire, and within a moment, white light enveloped the entire severed arm.

"Send Old Hei to the doctor." Seeing that the fat man's hands were still shaking, and he seemed unable to say anything to support the situation, the swarthy team leader sighed and said to the young man, "Your Excellency is satisfied."

Jia Luoxiu lowered his eyes and said regretfully, "You are too impatient to listen to me." A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "When it spreads all over the body, the light will disappear in ten seconds, and this It's a healing skill, it can make your body healthier if you get through it, eh, it's a pity that you lost an arm."

Sure enough, as soon as Galoxiu finished speaking, the white light on the arm disappeared, and the scar on the exposed right arm was repaired, and even the section cut off by the sickle had stopped bleeding, revealing some new tender flesh, showing the healing power strong.

The swarthy team leader: "..." Very well, he realized that they were all played by the boy in front of him.

Lao Hei who had just been lifted said weakly: "My hand!!"

The others looked angry.

The onlookers, Han Ke, tried hard to control the corners of his mouth, and simply took off his straw hat to cover his face, fearing that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You bastard!" The fat man in the undershirt clanged the sickle in his hand, and the next moment he quickly squatted down to pick it up, waving it and rushed towards Jia Luoxiu.