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Yelan frowned, feeling that everything that happened after Arthur suddenly disappeared was unbelievable, and there was a smell of imminent rain. "

"What's there?" Ye Lan couldn't help but ask.

"That's the stadium in Sewer Town!" the innkeeper exclaimed. "It's where the festival will be held in Sewer Town three days later!"

"Festival?" Ye Lan asked in surprise. This must be the second time he heard this name.

"What kind of festival is it? Why do we hold a festival? Who and what are we offering sacrifices to?"

After a series of questions, the hotel owner felt a little stupid.

"Uh... don't ask me. Ask Arthur later."

The hotel owner avoided answering, but Ye Lan still had a feeling that this so-called festival should bring about some great events.

The turning point of it all.

It is necessary to go and take a look... In a flash of thought, Ye Lan made a choice between Arthur's office and the fire scene. And even if you ignore the festival itself, he is also a member of the town guard. Before negotiations break down and faces are broken, especially when Arthur is nowhere to be found, he has an obligation to go to the scene of the accident to help.

What's more, at this time, there is obviously a battle and firefight at this location. This is obviously something that cannot be ignored, and some really useful clues may be obtained.

"I will go to the scene to investigate the cause and eliminate the threat. You immediately organize the townspeople to put out the fire."

Don't think about fire trucks in this place now. Fighting fires basically relies on running over with buckets to pour them on. The main thing is that more people are more powerful.

The hotel owner was obviously stunned when he heard Ye Lan giving orders.

You guy... you look like Arthur.

However, he was immediately overjoyed and agreed repeatedly.

"No problem, thank you for your hard work, I'll take care of it!"

This is really a momentary failure to react. Now that Arthur is away, if Yelan doesn't work, it's like there is no town guard to work...

boom!

Turning the accelerator, Yelan flew away in the direction of the fire.

Arthur still can't be contacted, does it have anything to do with this matter?

According to Arthur, anyone who enters the town is within his awareness. As of the last conversation, no one else has arrived.

And I, the people from the Afterglow Cult, and the Rotten Cult are all in the hotel now. Who is fighting over there now?

But it seems that something has slipped through the net...

Two people from the Sunset Cult left the Sewage Hotel!

In addition, Arthur is also missing. Did they fight?

Oh shit!

Yelan cursed silently.

What a mess!

"Kitty cat, can scene retrieval still be used?"

Ye Lan is more worried. After all, the psychic cat has used its ability twice in a row today.

For the first time, the psychic cat seemed extremely tangled and twisted.

"The theory is fine, but I don't recommend it!"

Um?

Ye Lan was stunned. Don't understand its meaning.

"Why?"

The psychic cat struggled for a moment before answering.

"I don't have much power anymore and I need to recover...I'm not questioning your strength, meow, but I'm worried that you will consume too much power and suddenly lose control in a sudden battle. I should leave some emergency supplies, meow..."

Yelan frowned slightly, then nodded slightly.

"You're right, don't use it yet."

The stadium wasn't far away, although it was in a different direction, but it was even a little further in the middle than the town guard's office. Almost as soon as the accelerator roared, it was already in front of us.

call out!

Crack!

Bang!

Bang bang!

With the roar of the accelerator, Ye Lan was almost riding to the side entrance of the stadium when a moving sound suddenly came from behind the tree beside him. The black shadow seemed not to want to come into contact with Ye Lan, so it waited until Ye Lan was almost beyond him, then suddenly sprinted away in the opposite direction.

Yelan didn't hesitate at all. The first reaction when seeing him was to run away. If the murderer was not him, he must have something in his heart.

Although the road is not spacious enough, there are only a few scattered trees on both sides. Most of it is wasteland, not much different from the road. The black figure was hiding under the tree just now.

While running wildly, Ye Lan took an extreme turn and forced himself back to the direction he came from, speeding towards the black shadow.

The black shadow also knew that his legs could not run two rounds, so he turned around and shot him!

Holy shit!

Face to face, no matter how fast you are, you are still like a fixed target. Ye Lan stepped on the brakes of the motorcycle, then used the force to jump, rolled in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

During the several rolls in mid-air, Ye Lan still did not forget to take out his revolver and fired two shots.

Of course, he doesn't have the shooting skills to be able to aim at the target while jumping out of a car at high speeds, but his revolver can shoot automatically!

puff!

The black shadow let out a muffled groan, burst out a plume of blood, and then threw several columnar projectiles without stopping. The thick smoke covered everything in sight.

"Depend on!"

Ye Lan fell to the ground, enduring the discomfort that almost hurt her ankles. When she stood up, there was already an endless smoke in front of her eyes.

"Smoke bomb? Are you so cowardly?"

Yelan cursed lightly and lost the intention to continue the pursuit. The other party was already hiding in the smoke, and his line of sight was almost zero. If you still rush in with your scalp in a daze, it is really not a bold person who is an expert, but a self-destruction.

"Pretending to be sophisticated, with an extraordinary physique, without using any weird abilities...not a member of the church, but a genetic enhancer?"

Ye Lan touched his chin. Now he can gradually make a certain judgment on the ability system in the wasteland.

Giving up the idea of ​​chasing, Ye Lan looked back at the fire and frowned.

Forget it, I won't chase him for now.

He lifted up his motorcycle. Because he was thrown out by the sudden brake, there were a few more scratches on his side. It was still distressing to see it.

Boom!

Plop!

The moment he twisted the throttle, the motorcycle collapsed for a while, and then the next few steps made Ye Lan feel like he was riding a roller coaster, and he couldn't help but stop.

He already knew what was going on, but Ye Lan still wanted to confirm it. Sure enough, a bullet hole was shot into the front tire.

The tire burst.

Ye Lan frowned tightly, not because he felt sorry for the tire, but because he was thinking about why it was the tire.

Accident, or a specially shot tire?

At that high speed, if the opponent was aiming at the tire and was able to hit it accurately, then his shooting skills were really good and were no less than his own activated pistol.

It also meant that he could have hit me directly, but he chose to hit the tire.

Did he not want to hurt anyone, or was he just seeking stability and wanted to evacuate?

Ye Lan looked down and saw that his town guard uniform was black and brown, and because of its uniqueness, it was still easy to identify at night. The people in the town guard were nothing more than Arthur and Ye Lan. If they didn't want to fight because of this set of clothes...

Ye Lan looked into the distance of the fog, a little worried.

The accuracy of his gun was not worse than that of the opponent! If the two shots could be as stable as before and hit the target stably... he should not be dead, right?