Lost Narrative Poetry

In the final analysis, it was also because Xia Ran was a little worried about whether the two... ghost wolves he summoned would be effective. After all, the form of the spell had completely changed.

As a result of the first successful summoning, the "trace record" of this thing will be registered in some form by the corresponding spell.

In other words, when he entered the mission world, he might summon this guy instead of other more normal ghost wolves... Although he couldn't say for sure, he always felt that this possibility was very high.

So he had to see if the dog could be used - even though it was nominally a summoning of a magic pet, what he wanted was really not a simple magic pet!

After walking out of the house, Xia Ran looked at the night sky where there was almost no starlight. After thinking about it for a while, she chose a direction and headed straight ahead.

Although he doesn't like wandering around much, he has seen the city map, and combined with some news about vicious cases he has read before, he can summarize the areas where those things happened, and he will naturally know which place is more suitable as a test location. .

Xia Ran lowered his head and walked forward while searching for the information he needed on his mobile phone. He quickly found the information he needed. They were blood-stained and shocking posts and pictures, all of which were accusing and cursing certain people. people.

Let's confirm the authenticity first, he thought as his figure disappeared into the shadows of the night, like a dark knight...

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Time: About a little closer to midnight.

Location: It is not a particularly remote place, but it can be said to be very prosperous. There are movie theaters, video game dance halls, bars, etc., and there is an endless stream of people from late at night to dawn. It is a standard red light district.

And as a red light district, it is not just these businesses that seem to be barely regulated, but there are also adult clubs, love hotels and the like. And behind a bar, in a room that is basically impossible for outsiders to know.

"...This operation was a failure. No money, no goods, no people..."

A calm and somewhat feminine voice sounded in the air, and it seemed to have a strong smell of blood... No, it didn't seem to, but there was indeed a strong blood smell filling the air.

The high-end carpets were dyed red by the bright red liquid, reflecting a coquettish blood-colored light under the light. A person or a person's body was lying there, unconscious or possibly dead.

Not only was his head and face covered in blood, there were glass shards scattered all around. Judging from the number, it was impossible to tell how many wine bottles had been smashed, and the strong smell of blood could not hide the smell of alcohol in the air. , I guess the liquid on the ground is probably not all blood.

There were four or five other people standing in a circle around them with expressionless faces, not squinting and saying nothing.

Those who can appear here at this time are all the boss's confidants, and they naturally understand what should be done to be the right option. It’s not like no one has friendship with that poor guy on the ground. On weekdays, they may still call each other brothers, loyalty comes first, and we live and die together...

But for now, let's forget it. This guy messed up such a big thing and caused the boss heavy losses. He will definitely not survive. It is estimated that the body will have to be transported out and sunk in the bay later.

They didn't know each other well enough to risk going on the road together to say anything for each other.

"What do you think about this matter..." The boss sat on the sofa, stepped on the head of the man's corpse on the carpet, and stepped on it hard. His voice was so calm that it made people feel chilled.

"...Boss, I think the Jiying group has been bullying people too much recently. We must show them some color!" One person hurriedly stepped forward and hurriedly expressed his opinion.

It looks a lot like those unintelligent lines that would be spoken by low-level minor characters, but in fact, how could it be that he really has no brains if he can actually get to this point? He is just trying to figure out the BOSS's thoughts.

Because even though the latter seems to be speaking very calmly now, in fact, no matter who it is, it is impossible for anyone to accept such a huge amount of business and cause such huge losses as a matter of course. Unmoved.

It can swallow any kind of anger, only dead people.

And if the boss had been completely unmoved, he wouldn't have been so violent just now and smashed the guy responsible for that matter to death with a wine bottle... Yes, he was definitely dead. He couldn't bear it anymore. Continuous headshots like that.

This shows that the boss is actually mad with hatred in his heart. He just followed the other person's thoughts and said what the other person wanted to do most.

"Huh, of course I have to show them off... They have become more and more arrogant recently. I really feel like they are the underground emperor of this city..." The boss said through gritted teeth, his eyes becoming even colder.

This is indeed what he thinks. Others are already riding on his head, how can he endure it?

"But the Jiying Group is not easy to deal with..." Another confidant hesitated and said cautiously. Of course, revenge is necessary, but the strength gap between the two sides does need to be looked at directly!

"They not only offended us, they also offended other people. We might consider uniting with others. I heard that just last month..."

"Wait a minute, Ichijo Issei seems to have an only son. Can we start from this aspect..."

"It's not feasible to do this. There are some bad rules, and his son is protected by someone. We can't bring everyone on the street to kill people. In that case, we will die faster..."

"It doesn't take too many people. I heard that the group of people who protected the kid were beaten twice during this period, and some were beaten to the hospital. They may be idiots themselves, and they are not as exaggerated as they say... …”

When the topic of how to take revenge came up, several people suddenly became energetic and started to use their brains to brainstorm ideas.

--boom! !

But at this moment, a faint ringing sound came from the bar in front, interrupting all the sounds.

"..."

"..."

All the words stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at each other. The one just now... seemed to be a gunshot?

After all, no matter how you say it, this country is not the United States of freedom and democracy——

The gunfight dreams of 300 million people shape liberal democracy every day, so much so that the sound of a motorcycle can be mistaken for the sound of a gunshot, and the entire Times Square crowd in New York City can be frightened into fleeing immediately.

It’s a country where you’re likely to encounter sudden encounters even when you go out to buy groceries. It’s completely understandable that the happiness index is so high.

But other countries are different. Many people have never heard gunshots in their lives. Suddenly, even if they heard it, they would not know that it was really gunshots. If it were in China, many people would not carelessly think where it was. Firecrackers were set off.

It is precisely because of this that although this group of people has been exposed to the level of firearms, they have not often dealt with them - this thing is really a trump card at the last moment, and they are forced to use it. They are not arrogant enough to think that they and others can be in the city every day. Shootouts everywhere.

So it took a second or two for them to realize what it was.

The next moment, even the boss on the sofa jumped up. Everyone quickly took out their weapons, then immediately opened the door and rushed out, as if they had rehearsed, without any hesitation.

problem occurs! Something is definitely wrong!

Although I don't know if other gangs came to the door, but huddled in that room is definitely a dead end, the only way is to rush out immediately. If the situation can be saved, you can stick to the bar like everyone else. If nothing can be done, you can quickly retreat through the back door...

Of course, everyone is not stupid, so they naturally understand that they have to retreat immediately.

Because this bar is very secretive and not open for business, the only people who can be here are trustworthy people, but that means there are definitely not many trustworthy people, but the enemy still came here unknowingly.

The old man was so angry that his eyes were red, and he couldn't even maintain the calm on the surface. He had never suffered such a big loss before, and he secretly wanted to...

What happens next? He didn't know, because as soon as the group of people rushed out of the door, they happened to see a large pool of blood at the fork in the corridor, under the bright light, and a broken arm holding a pistol.

There were shocking scratches and drag marks on the surrounding floors and walls. Blood spattered several meters away. There were even blood drops falling from the ceiling... It was completely impossible to imagine what was going on. , will leave such traces.

Everyone was suffocated. Why is the enemy so cruel?

And you’ve already reached this point? But why is it so quiet and where have everyone gone?

"..."

"..."

Probably because the scene was too weird, everyone held their breath subconsciously, not daring to make a sound or move, even if the back door was right behind them, on the other side of the corridor.

Because I noticed a particularly ferocious aura nearby...or rather not far ahead. This is a beastly instinct related to danger that humans have had since ancient times.

It was quiet, with only the slight sound of blood drops falling on the corridor floor, and the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

Probably because they were all subconsciously staring ahead, they all had a vague illusion that there was something more in their field of vision, and there seemed to be the outline of something in the air.

Blurry and vague, just above the pool of blood, there are even some mottled blood stains floating in the air, as if attached to the surface of something, flowing downward quietly...

It must be just an illusion, right? None of them knew whether they were dreaming or not, but in the next second, all of their pupils shrank at the same time——

Because a huge paw print suddenly appeared in the corridor. It was dripping with blood. It seemed that the invisible thing suddenly took a step... then two steps, three steps, and bloody paw prints appeared in the corridor. on the floor, approaching them.

This scene is completely beyond their ability to understand. It would be okay if hostile forces came to seek revenge, but what is the invisible monster now?

In an instant, the coping ability of this group of people was completely demonstrated. They didn't even waste time shouting, but turned around and ran away! The boss at the back rushed to the back door at the end of the corridor as quickly as possible.

The next moment, he naturally rushed out of the door, and then...

etc! What's going on with this door? Why can't it be pushed open? The boss's face suddenly changed wildly, and he turned the door handle desperately, only to find that the door handle could be turned, but the door would not move at all, as if it was welded in place.

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In the secluded and dark alley outside the back door.

The young man put down the welding gun in his hand, reached out and touched the welded area, and nodded with great satisfaction. It seemed that he was indeed a genius and could do anything, as long as he was interested in doing it.

He knelt down, packed up the welding gun, welding rods and other tools, and slowly put them into the tool box next to him.

At the same time, there seemed to be faint roars and screams coming from behind the door, but because the sound insulation was so good, I couldn't hear it clearly. It was just the gurgling blood dripping from under the door...

"It's such a pleasure to help others..." The young man put together his tools and sighed sincerely, "It's a pity that no matter how hard you try, you won't get any reward points."

It seems because this is the main world where he was born, and he himself is among the cause and effect of this world?