The warden who guards the witches

Two hours later, as the sky darkened, Aiden, leaning on his cane, arrived at the south side of the park as promised.

Nowadays, the north and south sides of the park have been completely divided, as if someone has specially drawn a boundary. Everything is as usual near the square on the north side. The nearby residents take walks when they should, and chat when they should. There are just a lot more refugees begging. ; As for the small woods on the south side, basically no local residents are close to it.

A path lit by dim gas lights leads to a corner of the grove, where there is a pond. This area was originally used for picnics by people who came to the park, but now it has become one of the refugee settlements.

The tents were huddled around the pond, with only one streetlight illuminating the area. Looking from a distance, most of the tents were dark, with only a few weak lights.

After being occupied by refugees, local residents basically stayed away from it, especially after the refugee crimes were intensively reported.

But today, a well-dressed young woman appeared in the clearing next to the grove. Aiden, who had transformed into the goddess of revenge, looked around and quickly found the stone statue that the beggar had mentioned.

The stone statue shows a knight with a sword holding his helmet upside down, and then filling the helmet with mud. It turned out that this place was designed as a small flower bed, and the helmet of the statue was a flower pot to plant some flowers.

Aiden guessed that this should be an art statue with an anti-war theme. Unfortunately, in the current situation, no one would come to take care of this area seriously. The helmet held by the statue was filled with dry soil, and the flowers and plants originally planted inside had long since been planted. It has withered, leaving only crooked dead poles, like dead snakes dried in the sun.

Aiden felt a little ironic.

He looked around and saw no one, but the area that the street lights could illuminate was quite limited.

"Is anyone there?" Aiden called.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out from behind the stone statue. It was the beggar from the morning.

"Haha, you are really here, madam." The beggar said with a smile on his face, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Take me to see that acquaintance of yours," Aiden said.

"Okay, please come with me." The beggar waved to him and picked up an old lantern from behind the stone statue.

Aiden walked over and followed him into the woods, then suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute." Aiden called to the other party.

"What?" The beggar turned his head.

"There are a lot of people here." Aiden grimaced and his voice deepened.

He had used the black magic of "night vision" in advance, and he could see farther in the dark than ordinary people. He didn't see any human figures just now, but after entering the woods, he vaguely saw a few shadows approaching from several directions, and one blocked his way.

The beggar turned around, holding the lantern and grinning: "I'm sorry, a few of my friends here heard about you and want to chat with you, and I can't refuse... After all, you need to rely on maintenance to maintain the territory. Everyone is here to help.”

The same malicious laughter rang out from all directions, and the encirclement shrank a little. Aiden looked around, and this time he could see a little more clearly. There were six people around him, including the beggar, all of whom were refugees.

These people are probably companions of beggars. They form gangs in refugee camps and form small gangs so that they can compete for resources together, such as begging territory.

Now, they are targeting the "women" who were tricked into arriving at their colony.

"Are you so hungry?" Aiden asked coldly.

"It's a normal need. Please do some good deeds." The beggar laughed shamelessly.

His joke struck a chord with his companions, who all laughed together.

Aiden let out a long sigh. Although he thought about what kind of trap he might have stepped on, what he didn't expect was that the trap he guessed would be such a boring trap.

At this time, beside him, the goddess of revenge was already holding her belly and laughing: "Hahahahahaha, after a day of investigation, I ran into a group of wild dogs in heat."

"It seems that you are quite popular with your appearance." Aiden used his consciousness to communicate with the other party.

"Do you need my help? I can make them start killing each other right away." Nemesis said.

"No need, I will handle this kind of stuff myself." Aiden looked at the people around him. They were all holding simple weapons such as ropes and wooden sticks. However, based on the difference in physical strength between the number of people and gender, they were very different from each other. An "ordinary woman" with a cane already has an overwhelming advantage.

"That's right, a gun is enough to scare them to the point of peeing." The goddess of revenge said with a smile.

When Aiden arrived in Luohui City through Heinz's channel, the secret police prepared a pistol for him.

"I don't know how to use a gun. If I pull it out and they are frightened..." Aiden replied to the goddess of revenge in his heart, "I won't be able to beat them."

He stared at the beggar and said, "Next time, be smarter. How can an ordinary person investigate such a thing alone? You must cherish life."

Then before the other party came to his senses, he paused with his cane.

The surrounding refugees were just about to surround them further, leaving the prey with nowhere to escape.

At this time, a thick fog spread, swallowing up the woods and the light of the lantern in the beggar's hand as a beacon.

"Huh?"

"how?"

Everyone fell into chaos for a moment. Only Aiden stood in the mist, grabbed his cane, held it in front of him like a sword, and walked towards the beggar in front of him unhurriedly, with very light steps.

The next second, the cane was drawn out of the wind, hitting the side of the beggar's face, and several of his teeth were broken. The other party wailed, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground in a swirling world, feeling that his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

"Next one." Aiden tapped his palm with his cane expressionlessly.

…

Ten seconds later, after several screams were heard in succession, the white mist gradually dissipated.

Aiden returned to where he stood before, still leaning on the cane and holding the old lantern in the other hand. Surrounded by a circle of refugees lying on the ground groaning, everyone was cracked. His jaw broke his teeth, and he could only lie on the ground in a daze.

"It's not convenient for me to leave you to the police for the time being, but I am also capable of dealing with you. Criminals have no human rights. You should think clearly before taking action." Aiden said calmly, walked over and looked down at the beggar, "You're wasted My precious time is half a day, but I don’t plan to take back the little money I gave you, just use it as medical expenses. Next, I am going to do you a favor to make your begging smoother in the future - but you will spend the next period of time. I may have to walk with a cane.”

As he spoke, he moved his gaze to the beggar's legs.

"Don't! Don't!! I, I didn't lie to you!" The beggar widened his eyes and begged for mercy. His voice was a little leaky because of his missing teeth. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have thought that way...but what I said was true. !”