Chapter 25: Witch Forest (1)

The entire blockade has completely turned into a slaughterhouse of fire and broken flesh. However, compared to the damage caused by the alien beasts, the tainted beasts transformed from humans after being contaminated are the best destroyers on the field.

This type of tainted beast often has the dual characteristics of original humans and tainted beasts, and it will be approached if you are not careful.

Louisa used her petite body to drill into the hole, carefully avoiding a tainted beast with a dry body and countless twisting tentacles full of grease.

It rolled over and imitated the movements of the alien beast at the front of the city gate. The head of this half-human, half-polluted beast had changed from its normal yellow-white color to a strange purple-blue color. Its body was like a rotting corpse, constantly emitting a moldy stench.

As its body trembled, its still normal eyes became more and more full, as if they were about to burst. Its body was as dry as a skeleton, covered with bright dark green and dark black poisonous scars, and piled with tentacles that kept pushing back and forth with fat.

The people who were forced into the blockade faced such a hellish scene, but they did not respond as quickly as Louisa. Several elderly people soon ran out of energy and left the running team. They were desperate and helpless as the tainted beast approached them, and then they were transformed into twisted monsters.

The light screen showed this cruel scene to every viewer truthfully, and even their complaints and wails while running were clear. It was not

until the crowd attracted the tainted beast away that the blonde girl came out from where she had just hidden, but when she pulled away, due to the limited vision, a shallow cut was made on her left leg.

In her vision, three spots of light were as dazzling as the sun. After tangling at the fork for a moment, she finally ran towards one of the spots of light that was sitting alone.

She was afraid that the good believer who gave her the cake would be left behind... The abnormality happened too quickly, and she didn't even have time to ask the man's name.

The environment here was too tense. Louisa didn't notice that her legs were dripping with blood, and she continued to run and dodge.

- Is this something you can say? Why did the Mutual Aid Society throw normal citizens without pollution into the blockade?

- The gifted people in the Mutual Aid Society didn't do anything. If it was Yuntian, he would have gone down to rescue them by now! They just stood there and watched... Damn it, there are still people watching and laughing?

- The front row is funny. Even if they are gifted, they can only resist part of the pollution. It's a loss to sacrifice yourself to save a few civilians. Not everyone can be like you Yuntian, with talented people walking around.

-Don't quarrel, don't quarrel. I'm more curious about where the little girl's family is and why she is left alone outside.

-It's terrible. It feels like it will be polluted soon.

At this moment, the screen suddenly turned and returned to the street where the live broadcast was originally broadcast. In the center was the proprietress with a guilty face. She was slowly pushing a cart, which was covered with a mattress and a small pillow.

But it couldn't hide the simple and shabby atmosphere.

Every time the wheel with a gap was bumped by a small stone, Brother Chen, who was watching the live broadcast, would angrily and powerlessly pound the table of his barber shop.

He had never let his children suffer such hardship before.

At this moment, in addition to worrying about Zhou Ye, he was also filled with hatred for the nobles.

Other neighbors who were familiar with Zhou Ye were also sitting in the store, all looking at the screen nervously and anxiously. An old lady carefully looked at the different directions of the other anchors' live broadcasts and carefully observed the situation around Zhou Ye.

She couldn't do anything, but she was very worried about the child who always spoke hard but would soon soften his heart.

Zhou Ye was sitting on the mat, his body shaking constantly because of the bumps on the ground, but the expression on his face was quite resigned, and he was unusually calm even though he was about to be shaken into a sieve.

"I'm so sorry, Xiao Zhou." The proprietress looked ahead, carefully avoiding the roaring streets, and pushed the cart as steadily as possible. "I'll take you to the small warehouse near the hotel first."

"When your friend comes, I'll tell him where you are."

The two had already walked out of the hotel for a distance. Zhou also looked around to make sure that the group of playboys could not see this place, and immediately touched the silver ring, but in fact he was communicating with the plastic flower in the pure white space.

"It doesn't matter."

He turned around and looked at the proprietress who was concentrating on pushing the cart. As the surprise value decreased, a portal appeared in front of the two of them, and then Siming, carrying the luggage, pushed the door directly out.

Siming was holding two suitcases in his left hand and a few books that were slightly wetted by the seawater in his right hand. His originally smooth and flowing white hair was stuck to his cheeks because of the moisture.

With his blue-green eyes that looked like washed gemstones, he looked like a sharp sword. But whenever Zhou was around, he would always hide his edge, and the two gemstones were covered by his half-closed eyelids.

His sudden appearance startled the proprietress, but the attention of the people watching the live broadcast in front of the screen was very strange.

- There is no need for a pre-effect without a teleportation array, even if it is the latest technology portable teleportation array. I really began to wonder about the origin of the white hair. Was there a rumor that he was related to a cult before?

- Eh? ! ! So the ring is actually some kind of alchemical product? A communicator? How come someone came over after just rubbing it twice?

-I have something similar but one-way, and you will only notice the messages if you pay close attention, so you know... In addition, only a small number of nobles have this kind of consumable alchemical item now. Judging from Zhou Zhou's performance, it doesn't even seem one-way.

-He was hiding from the boss lady, so he didn't want to be seen asking for help from his family secretly? But we all saw it! Ha!

Then, in front of countless spectators, Siming put the suitcase aside and slowly walked to the cart.

He knelt on one knee at a slow pace, leaning sideways, with his head slightly shorter than Zhou Ye's. This made his originally tall and intimidating figure look like some kind of docile beast sniffing and trying, and extremely gentle and affectionate. It also made

Zhou Ye, who was originally relatively thin and was now squatting with his legs hugged, look more like some kind of trembling cub or sub-adult, who was receiving the investigative care from family members.

With their backs to the light screen, the moment their eyes met, they merged into one because of the memory of the fault layer generated when they left the range, knowing that the plan was going smoothly.

Zhou Ye couldn't help but rub Siming's chin, which was so close, with his hand like he was stroking a big dog.

The teased Siming pulled his left sleeve, which was still dripping with water, with his hand to prevent it from wetting Zhou Ye's shoulder.

His tone changed from the cold and arrogant one he used to show to outsiders. He approached Zhou Ye and asked softly and in a low voice, "Didn't you say you wanted to stay in a restaurant outside?"

The proprietress who was standing behind the two of them and watched the whole scene suddenly came to her senses and opened her mouth wide to explain.

"Well, after thinking about it, I think it's better to live in the pawnshop..." Zhou Ye didn't give her this chance. After stopping her with his eyes, he lowered his head and said this with embarrassment on his face.

After hearing this, Siming was obviously not fooled so easily.

He moved his upper body, which was originally close to Zhou Ye, a little further away. His eyes, which were originally very focused and staring at everyone, became sharp, as if he was trying to figure out the truth.

Just when everyone thought he would object or at least ask a few questions, his deliberately restrained, wet sleeves were pulled.

Siming sighed softly, then closed his eyes as if defeated, and picked up Zhou Ye from the simple cart with extremely gentle movements.

There was no sound, no sign of using any items, and the sky was blocked and blocked. Suddenly, a purple light like the sunset began to emerge in the dark sky. The entire light screen was shrouded by this huge and gorgeous cloud. Then, a projection like the aurora gradually emerged behind the two people. The pawnshop

full of ancient atmosphere flickered again, and the strange cry echoed here like a siren of some giant creature about to appear.

"What is this?" The proprietress, who had always lived in the outer city and thought she was knowledgeable, took two steps back in shock. She even had to look up to see the entire huge building top.

In stark contrast to her was Zhou Ye, who was held in Siming's arms. His expression was extremely calm, as if he didn't know how contrary to common sense and beyond people's cognition this was.

He accepted all of this with a clear conscience, without even a word of praise.

And the giver who presented all of this in the eyes of the public also did not express any opinion on his ungratefulness, but just lowered his head and whispered to the person in his arms: "Go back and rest?"

His inquiry was not responded to immediately. Thirty seconds passed, and it was clear that the most dominant person present gradually became a little guilty: "I know that not all the things on the ship have been taken... I will go back again."

The people watching through the light screen only then realized that Siming, who had just disappeared, was going to get his luggage.

But if they remembered correctly, the ship seemed to have been completely surrounded by aliens.

So he just broke out of the ship surrounded by dozens of extremely polluting aliens, and even brought back two boxes of luggage and a stack of books.

-Is this reasonable? He is no longer like a human being.

-It's so funny. In front of the aliens: I punched hard, in front of Zhou Zhou: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take all the things, it's a bit cute.

-Zhou is so complacent... What does he have the right to do? Others worked hard to get things for him, but in the end they didn't even say thank you.

-Upstairs, are you jealous? Besides, how do you know he didn't say thank you? He just didn't show it in front of you.

-It's hard to believe, why is Siming so obedient? This doesn't look like pampering, it's just like a house dog that comes when called... So I suggest that Black Hair give a class, I want to listen.

-Don't you pay attention to this building? At this level, it's just like a wealthy family? A family that can maintain this level in this era when the nobles are gradually declining.

Do they allow their descendants to be friends with commoners? Or, hiss... Sorry, I have already made up 200,000 words of bitter youth pain literature in my mind.

-Ahhhh upstairs!! How long ago, because of the difference in family class, you and I were separated from each other...

-I was worried about the poor black-haired boy's survival outside. Now it seems that I disturbed him. There is a reason why he can always maintain this kind and sincere character...

-So those little bastards in front of us escaped like this? Who can tell Siming? I really want to see fireworks. In addition, there is indeed a devil holding a butcher knife behind every saint.

-If the black-haired girl doesn't say it, the boss won't say it either. After all, she lives here and has to do business.

As time passed, the pawnshop, which was completely out of place with the surrounding environment and extremely exquisite and gorgeous, gradually took shape. A waiter opened the door and shouted to the outside: "Come in quickly, shopkeeper!"

A few nobles who wanted to discuss the safety of their children with the Mutual Aid Association saw this scene and immediately had other ideas.

They rushed to the association as soon as the blockade was launched, with the purpose of asking for the blockade to be lifted, or at least to let their children out first.

But when they came to the door with anger and dissatisfaction, they were directly locked outside by the Mutual Aid Association, without even a chair or a cup of tea, which made them lose face in public.

The eyes of these middle-aged nobles lit up the moment they saw the magnificent building. They knew more about this kind of thing than the common people who made up the majority.

Just looking at the closed door, the pattern decorations on it and the historical traces, all showed them the family's background, not to mention that this was just a store.

In addition, Siming's silver hair clearly declared that they belonged to the same class.

"I'll go back and use the communicator to tell the children to seek shelter there temporarily." A man left directly, unwilling to wait at the door of the association.

"The Mutual Aid Association is going too far..." A lady holding a parasol and dressed elegantly was also indignant. "Since we are both nobles, he should not refuse to lend a hand. He even protects a commoner so closely..."

"Since there is a solution, I don't want to stay here either."

"Why don't we pass the message to the children together, and we can save some money." This is a female noble who is already a bit old. Her clothes show that she is poor, but she still maintains the proper decency.

The few people she chased and talked to did not comment and nodded slightly. The pace of the people leaving gradually separated according to the wealth and class gap.

Because they were in a hurry to get on the road, they had not paid attention to the screen except for the message for help from their children. Just now, because they were rejected, they glanced up a few times in anger, and happened to see the scene of Siming manifesting the pawnshop

. Upstairs, smoking a cigar, watching them barely maintain the pace of leaving, Kum took back his hand that was originally on the maid's chest, rubbed her white and tender arms a few times, and then returned to the recliner with satisfaction.

The recliner inlaid with various jewelry and minerals made an embarrassing creaking sound as he sat down.

"Aixina will die in there sooner or later, and the nobles are not worth worrying about... We just need to completely eliminate the evil cult from the city and we'll be done."

He picked up a pen and gently wrote a few names on the paper, but after writing the word Zhou at the beginning, he crossed it out.

"He's just a commoner. Even if he can control the nobles, it doesn't matter. It's not worth worrying about."

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The fire, the fire that burns people's skin, makes their eyes pale, sweats all over their bodies, and their heartbeats speed up.

The wind, the wind that makes people breathe so hard while running that it hurts, the wind that blows the sweat on their foreheads to the back of their bodies, and the wind that makes their clothes stick to their bodies tightly.

The whole vision is like flowing paint, sliding past the eyes at a fast speed. The short-haired woman holding a child in her arms and the shirt man are running desperately, but they can never get rid of the twisted tainted beast that is following closely behind them.

The speed of the tainted beast is not very fast, but it always speeds up when the two people want to slow down a little. Under the body filled with a huge belly, there are two human-like legs chasing madly.

Finally, they ran to an extremely open space. The shirt man's eyes were already bright, and he wanted to pull his wife to run a few more steps. But when they completely entered the open space, they found that there were crazy burning and jumping flames everywhere.

Even the air was scorched.

"I'll lead this monster away..." Seeing that the road here was not wide, the shirt man finally made up his mind and protected his wife behind him.

"No, no." The short-haired woman's hands holding the child seemed to be embedded in her flesh. She looked over her husband's shoulder and looked at the monster that made her feel endlessly twisted and disgusted, and her heart was made up.

"Maybe the monster is coming for this child... Yes, it must be coming for this child."

The short-haired woman raised the child in her hand high. It was a baby who was not even one month old. She was wearing a rough beige lining. On the swaddling cloth, where the name should have been written, there was only a mark of "She is a girl".

As she moved, the monster instantly became more excited and rushed forward at a faster speed.

The swollen abdomen that was originally pushing upwards was opened like a big mouth, and blood was dripping inside. Obviously, many people had been chewed and swallowed by it.

The corpses in there were not limited to babies. An adult man had only half of his face left, a wrinkled hand of an old man, and even a woman's breasts were broken and soaked in mucus.

The short-haired woman was shaking with fear, realizing that she could not escape by throwing the child out, so she could only hold her husband's shoulders tightly.

But the man who had said loudly that he would protect her was now paralyzed, and the two of them could only lean on each other helplessly as if they were melted by the flames.

The innocent baby girl also fell to the side because of the woman's weakness, and was about to slide into the sea of ​​fire on the edge of the broken ground.

The frantic and fast-running contaminated beast rushed in front of the two in a few seconds, and just when its breath almost sprayed on the woman's face.

In the entire blockade, whether it was the people who were dominating and enjoying the scene like the end of the world, or the survivors who were trembling in the dark.

Everyone heard countless intertwined and overlapping voices, regardless of age or gender, some in a calm tone, and some full of anger.

"Kill her! Kill her and the monsters won't come!"

"It's all your fault!"

"Die, die, witch!"

The altar behind the short-haired woman also seemed to be awakened and the flames were blazing.

The dark blue flames gradually merged into red, and the burning flames flowed like a torrent of blood, illuminating the surrounding ground and air. It itself radiated a dazzling light, making people feel as if they were in an extremely bright world, dyeing everything into an extremely dazzling blood color.

A burst of crazy laughter resounded through the sky, as sharp as chalk wiping across a blackboard, piercing the sky.

And the originally overlapping sounds gradually merged into one.

"Witch!"

"Witch!"

"Witch!"

The voices that originally carried hatred and curses now sounded like cheers. The black-robed man and Aixina, who was looking for the second generation of the association, looked here in shock.

At the moment when the cheers reached their highest point, in the carnival of fire, a woman rose barefoot from the fire. Her eyebrows were raised like a fox, and her red lips were raised high at this moment. She was wearing tight high-waisted long clothes and trousers, and a bone blade was tucked into her waist.

Seeing the two wolves and leopards being chased here by the polluted beast, she did not ask and directly drew out the bone blade.

The air was like water that allowed her to swim freely, and she was a fierce hunter who was extremely swift and good at killing with one blow. Like a sonic boom, she rushed towards the polluted beast and killed it with one blow.

Originally, the tainted beast wanted to prolong its life by splitting, but after the bone blade hit it, the pollution that was originally radiating outward from its body disappeared as if being siphoned.

In the camera of the light screen, after she killed the alien beast in one blow, her whole body slowly fell to a position close to the ground, but her feet did not land.

In Zhou Ye's third perspective, the shock value rushed to him like a flood.

The value that had hit the bottom due to the projection consumption rushed to 200,000, and a table appeared in the pure white space that had nothing but the sandbox.

But he didn't care about these and focused on controlling the new vest.

Tan Yue gently wiped the green blood splashed by the polluted beast on her face, looked at the man and woman who fell to the ground for a few seconds, and introduced herself in a relaxed tone: "My name is Tan Yue."

Then she uttered a caring word that no one expected: "Are you all right?"

Immediately, the two people began to respond tremblingly. The two people who had experienced the line of life and death spoke intermittently and incoherently.

It was the crying child that woke the woman up. She picked up the child again and wrapped him up, and she regretted her thoughts just now.

"We..." She hugged the child tightly, recalling the scene of the pregnant woman using a life cushion just now, just asking her to take the child and run away. Tears washed away the mud on her face, leaving a clear mark "We are fine."

The bullet screen on the light screen was like a flame, and no one could be objective.

- Could she really be the witch that Qingshui City had hunted? I didn't even dare to look at the screen just now, for fear that she would be contaminated in the next second.

- I don't care, she is really so handsome, sister! And she has a good attitude towards civilians. Whether it is a witch or something else, it is good not to hurt people?

- The tone of her voice is so gentle, I declare that she is already my wife! ! This is not a live broadcast of a drill to promote powerful talents. I really feel safe after watching it.

-Is that Yuntian upstairs? Really? That's not surprising...

-After taking a closer look at the screenshot, did you notice that there are faint marks of strangulation on her neck, hands, and feet...

-Don't scare me about the upper floor...The Resurrected Witch was killed by the Mutual Aid Association and the Foundation a long time ago. The shattered continent is proof of the brutal war at that time.

-I love it, I love it, I love it! One day I will be able to use my talent to chop up monsters! I won't always be a useless thing!

The Qingshui inner city surrounded by the light screen is no longer undercurrent. The people of the mutual aid association were shocked by the familiar appearance of Cong Yue at the first sight of the light screen.

"We did a perfect job at that time. She is definitely dead! There is no chance of resurrection, even the cult..."

"Then why did she come back to life again?!" Kum pointed his index finger at the screen outside, stood up and shouted loudly, making everyone dare not look at him.

"We can't sit idly by and watch her continue to grow stronger... We must kill her again before she establishes contact with more people."

"Send out all the talents, I will borrow the communicator from that group of nobles and keep in touch with you at any time."

The expression on Kum's face returned to normal, like a proper president of an association. He walked to the end of the table, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of a familiar noble.

"Rod, I heard you visited the association?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was not as urgent as he imagined. Kum could even hear the clinking of glasses.

"Well, what do you want to talk to me about?" The man on the other end spoke in a controlled tone, as if he had expected his call.

"I heard you also have children in lockdown. We are about to send a rescue team, so it doesn't matter if we take one or two with us. So I called to ask you." Kum's eyebrows were squeezed down, and his eyes, which were originally just a slit, looked even smaller.

"Oh, that's it... No need."

"Why?"

"You didn't look at the screen, did you? There's a great noble in there. I've let the children through." After saying this, the man on the other side hung up the phone, letting the president of the mutual aid association, who always relied on the association's many talented people and didn't take the nobles seriously, have a good taste of his rejection.

Kum looked at the hung up phone in his hand, and laughed for a long time. He recognized who the children on the screen were at the beginning.

He looked out the window, and the screen that appeared for some reason was still tracking the picture of Cong Yue.

She waved goodbye to the two civilians covered in mud and then danced lightly in the air.

The flames were like little elves controlled by her. In the blink of an eye, the floating and agile fire veil fell from her head to her heels, with a few small pieces of jade at the end as big as baby teeth.

Every time she passed a place with a monster, she would pull out the sharp bone blade and use the power of the flames to remove all the pollution from its body

. The picture zoomed in to the entire blockade. Under the panoramic camera, it can be seen that Cong Yue was heading towards the center of the entire blockade. As she moved forward, the places where the flames spread produced hundreds of untouchable female phantoms. They kept mumbling something and followed her with their heads down.

The camera retracted again, suddenly zooming in to a pair of eyes, and then the burning eyes cast their gaze towards a certain magnificent building.

The window on the second floor was opened, Siming was standing upright, and next to him was Zhou Ye who was sitting quietly sipping tea.

"My Lord, good day." Tan Yue's smile almost overflowed from her eyes.

-Evil God! I said Siming is definitely the Evil God!

-Wait, aren't there two people upstairs? Why are you so arbitrary?

-Laughing until my head falls off, I have eyes, okay? Siming is not the Evil God, but Zhou Ye is?

-Fake Evil God: nearly 1.9 meters tall, silver hair, blue-green eyes, domineering and has his own power.

The real evil god: seriously ill, disabled, black hair and black pupils, gentle and kind to others, even forgiving those who hurt him.

Is this what you want to say, second floor.

-Upstairs, hahahaha, I would rather believe that the table is the evil god.

-If the black-haired one is the evil god, I will eat the table.

-I always feel that he has set up some terrible flag, but it's impossible. The black-haired one is really soft. Did he just try to say hello to Tan Yue? This is like a kitten mixed in with the wolf pack.

-Wait, are you not in a hurry at all? The aliens are hurting ordinary people, the association is doing nothing, and everyone is in danger. You are actually watching the show here? !

-What else, how about you go and save one? If you really go into the blockade, you won't be much better than the black-haired guy.

-Indeed, some people shouldn't look down on that commoner too much. He just relied on a little friendship with his classmates to let the boss take him.

What's more, the association will be able to eliminate them sooner or later. Originally, they just wanted to avoid the alien beasts, but now even the evil cults are making trouble here. Yuntian will send people down sooner or later.

At this time, the blockade was still dark and the people in dire straits could not hear the comments from the outside world.

Aisina searched around the broken ground and finally found the second generation of the association strolling near the small hotel.

"Sister Aisina?" The little girl who had been standing at the end of the team and was vigilant was the first to find her.

The little girl greeted loudly, then realized the danger of the environment, and immediately restrained her voice, but she was still excited and waving her hands.

The blond boy behind her turned around because of the voice, but just nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Your father asked me to give you an alchemy item. This can maintain real-time communication. Even in a blockade, you can communicate freely. This is..."

"I know." The black-haired boy impatiently snatched two items directly from Aisina's hands. "Do I need you to introduce my family's things? Get out."

"Kruni has received a one-way communication just now. His father found a shelter.

We have a place to go, and there is no place for you."

His words made the originally excited little girl look awkward and stagnant for a while.

They stayed here for a long time in fear and trepidation. Finally, there was an adult whom she trusted and was familiar with. She really wanted to follow along.

But looking at the faces of the other companions behind her, she swallowed the words that were already in her throat. She reluctantly held Aixina's hand and finally let go.

Aixina glanced at the rebellious blond boy in front of her and sighed helplessly. Finally, she touched the hair of the little girl at the end of the team and turned away.

She had no burden at all at this moment.

At a corner, she half-bent down, and with the light of the fire not far away, she took off her already dry contact lenses, revealing a pair of red eyes that were exactly the same as the witch's.

Then he used his talent that was somewhat obscure because it had been hidden for a long time, like an invisible gas blending into the flame, and kept jumping towards the center of the blockade.

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The chief priest who was leading the black-robed people to the direction of the gods suddenly paused. He was already sensitive to talents and abilities, and he keenly captured the familiar fluctuations.

The dry man stared at the compass in his hand for a few seconds, and looked at the black-robed people following behind him. Finally, he handed the compass to one of the tall men, and left the crowd and went in the direction of the pointer.

He was worried about Aisina, who had just met him.

Aisina has always been a reckless child, so he put her in this small city, but he didn't expect that this place has now become the playground of the gods.

He quickly passed several second generations.

The man who was shrouded in a black robe and was about to transform into a beast passed by the group. The environment was too dim and they hardly noticed.

But on the light screen, everything was so clear that almost everyone focused their eyes on the black robe until it gradually disappeared, fearing that he would transform and then the light screen would turn into a murder scene.

There were also people who were looking forward to this happening.

The group of people in the center of the screen were making their own calculations. The

blond boy in the lead was playing with the two alchemical items he had just received. One could communicate with his family, and the other was a ring that could temporarily stop the spread of pollution.

He put the ring on his hand for a while and then took it off. Sometimes the precious alchemical item would even fall to the ground because he reacted too slowly.

But the blond boy was not panicked at all. He had only encountered aliens for the first time in such a long time during the blockade, and now he had completely lost his vigilance.

The street they were walking on was actually not safe, but because there was a pawnshop nearby that exuded an aura that frightened the aliens, they still stumbled to their destination.

Several children were attracted by the luxurious and simple pawnshop, and even the blond boy who always thought highly of himself couldn't help but widen his eyes.

His reaction was to run a few steps quickly and kick the door hard.

"Open the door! I'm Jacob!" He shouted arrogantly, but compared to the door, he was too small, so let alone react, the door didn't even shake.

The store did not open its door immediately as usual, nor did a respectful servant come out to apologize to him and invite him in.

He just felt offended.

"What do you mean? Why don't you get out and open the door for me!" Jacob felt very embarrassed because he fell to the ground, and glared at the people who came over to pull him out of concern.

"Hey, foreign nobleman!" As he said this, he got up from the ground and looked around, and picked up a stone again, but this time it was much bigger than the previous one.

He lifted it up suddenly and smashed it towards the window of the pawnshop.

After throwing the stone, his eyes were full of pride, but he didn't expect that the stone only hit the seemingly fragile glass, and then fell straight to the ground, without even a scratch on the building itself.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound of the stone falling was too obvious to ignore.

Jacob was stunned at first, and then he ordered loudly: "You!"

He pointed to his companions who had been following him and surrounded him in the center.

"Everyone, move the stones and throw them!"

Several children were a little scared at this moment, and some even stepped back a few steps, but the next second they were greeted by Jacob's stones.

So several people had to start moving stones and doing useless work.

This funny scene was quickly spread, and in the bb space, these children have become new emoticons.

Sitting at home, the noble man who had just rejected the help of the president of the mutual aid association saw his son carrying stones like a coolie in the live video, and suddenly felt extremely absurd.

He clearly told his son to visit and ask for favors.

Moving the screen up, he clearly saw that the window on the second floor was wide open, and a black-haired young man was slowly turning the pages of a book, with a small cup of hot tea next to him, still steaming.

The book was obviously written in some lost language, and the pages were incredibly yellowed and damaged.

The silver-haired young man, whom he regarded as a top noble, was holding a small plate of plum blossom cakes that he would never touch normally, the favorite of the common people.

He held the dishes like some kind of shelf, letting the black-haired man enjoy them slowly.

His vision was intertwined between black and white, and suddenly, as if he had caught something, a call came to the branch junior of Xiangshan.

"Qian Han, do you know who the black-haired civilian next to Siming is?"

"Uncle? Why are you asking this suddenly? And don't call him a civilian... We are just ordinary citizens. His name is Zhou Ye."

"If I need help from Siming, can I ask him? How much does it usually cost?"

"Money? Hahahaha, uncle, you are watching the broadcast too, right? In fact, you really don't need to think too much. Zhou Ye is a pretty good person. As long as you contact him, you will be halfway to success." Qian Han couldn't help but recall the day when the black-haired young man pushed the wheelchair to help Chen Xichao out of trouble.

How could that bastard meet such a good person? Although Chen Xichao and the upper echelons of the association were later burned to ashes by Sima Ming's thunder and fire, he still feels itchy when he thinks about it now.

Listening to the resolute tone of the nephew on the phone, the noble man still felt uneasy. The natural commanding posture of the black-haired young man made him feel that Sima Ming was like some kind of tool.

This is not the attitude of a vassal towards his lord, and not even a friend... Just when he was about to think divergently, on the screen of his mobile phone, his son was kicked in the chest by Jacob because he slowed down in moving the stone, and he begged for mercy in a wolfish manner.

From the beginning of bowing his head to apologize, to the end Jacob seemed to vent his anger on his son, using all kinds of means to beat him, and even asking other children to follow suit.

Time was too tight, so he could only choose to trust his son and nephew.

After hanging up the phone, he took out a two-way communicator, of which there were only a few left in his family.

After silently reciting Zhou Ye's name and thinking of Zhou Ye's image, the round egg-shaped object in his hand suddenly disappeared, and a very traditional, now abandoned, old-fashioned telephone appeared next to him.

On the screen of the mobile phone, another old-fashioned telephone quietly appeared on the table by the window on the second floor.

Under the attention of everyone, the buzzing sound of the telephone whistle rang out.

Zhou Ye looked at the phone in surprise and tentatively picked it up.