As night fell, Luoqiu walked alone on the streets of the town. Suddenly, he found that he didn't seem to be in a hurry to go back to the manor. In fact, he didn't need to go anywhere in the past.
It was just because Ms. Maid was temporarily away, and Taisetsu was also in the Dimensional Gap. Nero was also gone. Only Luo Ya, who was asleep more than awake, was left.
In the manor, the only one awake was probably the artificial intelligence [Eve] left by Ms. Maid to deal with daily chores. Ren Mama was not even in this foreign country.
Luoqiu found that he was not in a hurry to go back because there was no one waiting for him in the manor.
The manor was Ms. Maid's property. Taisetsu and Nero even cleaned the manor very well. It was spacious, bright, quiet, and comfortable, but it was not a home for the time being.
When he passed by Mr. Smith's restaurant, it was still closed. It seemed that Mr. Smith was still in the hospital accompanying his wife who had not passed the critical period in the observation room.
Someone greeted Boss Luo in front of Mr. Smith's restaurant. He should be a regular customer of the restaurant. But obviously, for Luoqiu, he was just a stranger who met for the first time.
He might also regard Luoqiu as a regular customer here.
The residents of the town seemed to be so enthusiastic. Perhaps it was because the town was not big. In fact, everyone knew each other. Rather than saying that they lived in the same city, it was better to say that they were neighbors.
This old customer who was loitering in front of the restaurant was probably unhappy that he couldn't eat Mr. Smith's dishes today. He finally caught a person who stopped at the restaurant's entrance and invited him to eat without hesitation.
"Hey! Brother, are you interested in having a drink with me? It's my treat! "
Boss Luo glanced at the old man and the Scottish skirt he was wearing. In the end, he politely declined.
"Sorry, sir, someone is waiting for me at home."
"Haha! Good! "
The old man in the skirt didn't mind. Instead, he said with more appreciation, "You really should cherish your family! Believe me, young man, this is the most correct thing in the world. Among the things you regret in the future, there will definitely be this one that you didn't accompany your family well! god-bless-you！”
Boss Luo nodded at the old man in a little skirt … Boss Luo engraved this insight from life into his heart and softly said to the old man, "I wish you well too."
The old man probably couldn't tell the true meaning of the sentence [I wish you well too] … He probably thought that it also meant [God bless you] … Or maybe, it just meant that.
But he went away in an obviously cheerful mood.
Boss Luo left the restaurant and continued strolling through the streets of the town. He thought of Ren Ziling, so he picked up his phone. After thinking for a while, he sent a message: Remember to have lunch.
However, in an instant, Nanny Ren, who was seven time zones away, immediately replied with a long message. Luoqiu lowered his head and read carefully. Between the lines, he seemed to gradually hear her voice.
Then, he stopped … because a group of people were blocking his way.
…
To be precise, the people blocking the road didn't deliberately block anyone's way. They were just a group of curious passers-by who gathered together to watch the show.
Boss Luo put away his phone and glanced at it. He really found two young Asian people eating watermelon while watching … The passers-by gathered in a group and watched what seemed to be a fight.
Many people even raised their phones to film and upload. In fact, the fight was already over.
In the crowd, a bald man wearing a black robe … He was supposed to be wearing a hoodie, but for some reason, his hood was lifted. At this time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a young man's collar, lifting the young man up with one hand.
There were a few motionless guys lying on the ground … They were probably the young man's friends?
Looking at such a scene, it was easy to think of such a story.
A few youngsters who had nothing to do after eating their fill wanted to have some fun. At this time, they suddenly encountered a funny guy wearing a black robe and covering his face as he walked on the street. The youngsters who were too bored walked up to provoke him and even took off his hood.
A few brothers who thought that they were Kings were killed by the bald old man who thought that they were Bronze-ranked in a short while … and so on. That was how the current scene came to be.
That's right, there was a scorpion-like tattoo on the bald head of this black-robed old man.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go! Please let me go! I'm sorry! I'm just a kid! "
The young man who was lifted up begged for mercy in horror at this time … No one knew whose kid he was, but someone in the crowd recognized him … The impression of the town people were more enthusiastic was once again displayed in front of Boss Luo.
It was the old man in a dress who talked a lot in front of the restaurant. He pushed the crowd and walked out.
"Hey, buddy." The old man in a dress stretched out his hand and directly put it on the shoulder of the bald old man in a black robe, "Listen to me, you really don't need to care about such a kid. If they really offended you, then you have already taught them a lesson! Believe me, if this continues, it won't be a pleasant thing … How about I treat you to a drink? "
When the bald uncle in black heard this, he expressionlessly threw the young man who was lifted up high to the ground. After the young man landed on the ground, he immediately kicked his legs to make his body move quickly … He moved to his companion who couldn't get up from the ground. It seemed that even if he had thought of escaping, he didn't want to abandon his companion for the time being.
But no matter how he shook, his companion lying on the ground couldn't be woken up.
"Kid, call an ambulance." The old man in a dress frowned at this time, then glanced at the bald old man. After pondering for a while, he directly grabbed the bald old man's arm and said with regret, "Sorry buddy, I think I can't treat you to a drink for the time being … You may have hit a little too hard, you see, these kids have all fainted because of you. Believe me, I know these kids, although they are a little naughty, I often beat them … But I don't beat them so hard. You have already committed a crime. "
The bald man in the black robe finally showed some expression on his face. He sneered and shook off the old man's hand with a flip of his hand. Then, he grabbed the old man's wrist.
"No one can convict me of a crime … Lowly human!"
"What?" The old man in the little dress was startled when he heard this. He looked at his wrist that was tightly gripped and blinked his eyes subconsciously. Then, he frowned … His forehead slammed forward and directly hit the bald man's nose!
Oh!
This kind of hit looked very painful at first glance! Gasps of cold air could be heard from the crowd!
The bald man in a black robe showed a look of disbelief at this time.
He was probably a little stunned by the old man's headbutt, a little nosebleed came out of his nose.
The bald man subconsciously reached out and touched his nose. Looking at the blood on his fingertips, anger flashed in his eyes. He suppressed and said in a low voice, "Ignorant mortal, how dare you … Oh!"
Unexpectedly, the old man in a dress also seemed to have a bad temper. At this time, he hit the bald man with his head again.
"Are you awake? Buddy! If not, I don't mind giving you a few more hits! "
"You … You're courting death!" The bald man in a black robe made a cold voice at this time. He suddenly stretched out his hand and opened his palm, facing the old man in a dress, "Under the burning of the scorching sun, repent your crimes … Mortal!"
When the old man in the little dress heard this, his heart skipped a beat. It was as if he had felt an unprecedented fear at that moment. However, he blinked his eyes, and nothing happened.
Indeed, nothing happened. Only this bald man in a black robe stretched out his five fingers, and in the crowd seriously … said quickly as if he was acting awkwardly!
"I'm the descendant of the great God of War Ares! Fire between heaven and earth, punish the ignorant mortal in front of me for me! "
The bald man in a black robe opened his five fingers again, and then pushed forward … Nothing happened.
"Brave soldiers of ancient times … I summon you in the name of the descendant of Ares, the God of War, to destroy the sinner in front of me!"
At this time, his left hand grabbed the wrist of his right hand, and the five fingers of his right hand opened again, and pushed forward fiercely … Nothing happened.
"Containing the divine power of the ancient gods … Oh!"
The old man in a dress probably couldn't stand it anymore, and this time, he was too lazy to use a hammer. He came up with a normal uppercut, and directly hit the bald man in the abdomen.
Although this old man in a dress was a little old, the exposed thighs of the dress were very muscular, and clearly had a long-term habit of exercising … The strength of this punch was probably not small.
"God of War, right? Ancient soldiers, right? Divine power, right? " The old man in a dress directly strangled the bald man in a black robe by the neck with one hand, and pressed his body down, and beat the bald man with punch after punch, until finally, the bald man in a black robe was beaten to the ground, and saw stars, and looked like he couldn't get up even if he wanted to. Only then did the old man tidy up his somewhat messy dress and clothes, and snorted, "Psycho!"
Later, the ambulance came, and carried away the unconscious young people. Then, the town's patrol came, and handcuffed the bald man in a black robe, and took him to the police car.
The crowd gradually dispersed, because there was nothing worth watching … Life was like this, things that were worth stopping for happened all the time, but it was very short … If it wasn't someone you cared about, who would be willing to stop for a night?
"Little brat, don't cause trouble for me in the future! If you have nothing to do, study properly, and don't wander around the streets at night! " The old man in a dress was now teaching the only young man who hadn't fainted, and snorted, "In the past, your father wasn't as naughty as you!"
At this time, he didn't dare to talk back, and could only nod submissively.
"Let's go! Follow to the police station to record a statement, I will accompany you, don't be afraid! But you need to tell him the whole story once. You can't be vague about what you're supposed to do! I won't side with you! "
"I know, I know!"
Later, the patrol came and politely invited the old man in a dress into the police car … It turned out that this old man used to be a police officer in the town, but he had retired.
He used to be their senior … It was said that he used to have a bad temper, but he also had a nickname, [Good Neighbor Uncle Pic].
After the police car left, the two young Asian men who were eating watermelons also left … Boss Luo walked to the scene of the incident, and waved his hand, suddenly, something slowly rose from the sewer cover next to him.
It was a gray crystal … The crystal probably fell into the sewer at some point.
Holding this crystal, Luoqiu blinked and looked at it, then waved his hand, as if nothing had happened, and slowly disappeared from the streets of the town at night.
…
"Name! Say something! "
The bald man in the black robe sat silently in the office of the town's police station. He stared at the people around him, especially the old man in the little dress who knocked him to the ground — Uncle Pic, known as Good Neighbor Uncle Pic.
These people were calling Uncle Pic 'Grandpa' or 'Grandpa' with great enthusiasm … However, the bald man in the black robe was now secretly suspecting that this Uncle Pic in the kilt was a powerful old wizard hidden in the modern world. Otherwise, he would not have been hit so easily!
It must be so!
The bald man was frantically trying to recall what had happened when he encountered Uncle Bick. He suspected that this unknown powerful old Mage had secretly done something to him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become so weak!
He found that he could not use the divine power left in his descendants by the great God of War Ares! His steel-like body was actually bleeding from the old mage's fists!
Not only that, he could not even summon the souls of the ancient soldiers to fight for him, he had become the most ordinary of mortals!
In fact, even the protection that the Divine Master of Darkness had given him didn't have any effect at all … This, this Modern World was too terrifying!
At this moment, the police could not get any answers, so they could only look at Uncle Pic helplessly.
Uncle Pic shook his head, sat in front of the bald man in a black robe, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me your name, address, and contact information."
The bald man in a black robe was silent for a moment, then he slowly said, "Honorable human powerhouse, forgive my rudeness … May I ask, who are you?"
Uncle Pic: "???"
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