Chapter 9 Setting off to Destiny

At 4:30 in the morning, Hongfang Street.

The terrifying killer of the fraternity, the ghostly figure of Leyock appeared on the roof of a residential house, and the next moment appeared in a nearby alley, and the next moment, he pounced on the wide avenue.

Dozens of corpses lay on the blood-stained ground. Some were elite brothers wrapped in black cloth, and some were members of the Blood Bottle Gang wearing red hoods.

Leyok roared again, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was already on the signboard of the opposite shop.

It's like—it's like he's trying his best to get rid of something that's behind him.

The sound of fighting continued in the distance.

Suddenly, a calm and stern look appeared on Leyoke's originally anxious face.

In the next moment, Leyok's scimitar pierced through his left armpit at a strange angle, like an amamba snake preying on it, and stabbed to his left rear like a thunderbolt!

There was no one there, but——

"Tear!"

There was a sound of clothes being torn!

"One hit."

"'Ghost with the Wind', Rolf."

Leyok raised the scimitar and wiped the blood on the tip of the knife. The anxiety and anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by a cold-blooded insanity.

"'Silence Killer' Leyock, are you lucky, or do you really feel my position?" A strange, feminine voice floated from all directions.

Leyok just quietly maintained his original posture without saying a word.

"It's a pity for a killer like you to be in the brotherhood."

Falling with the sound. A figure appeared on the road in front of Leyok.

A blue-haired man in gray tights with tattoos carved on his face laughed and touched his left collarbone, where a wound was slowly bleeding out.

Leyok's pupils shrank suddenly. His blow should have pierced the opponent's heart perfectly, and then he withdrew the moment after piercing the atrium blood vessel. As a result, his knife only grazed the opponent's collarbone?

Leyok was surprised for a moment, but quickly returned to a calm state, silently preparing for the next blow.

A killer must always have the confidence that his next blow will kill.

If Rick were here, he would definitely disapprove of Leyok's nickname of "The Quiet Killer". That annoying killer has the most nonsense used to satirize him, doesn't he?

Even Thales, the traveler, would nod his head: Leyok, who was fighting the goblins with Belicia, wasn't too "quiet".

But at this moment, Leyock, with dark eyes and motionless body, stood on the signboard like a statue, indeed filled with the horror of "quietness".

But the next moment, Rolf, known as the "Ghost with the Wind", changed his face.

"Forget it," Rolf snorted, "I didn't expect that guy Kalka to be killed by Morris. Should I say that Fatty is indeed one of the six giants of the Brotherhood?"

"I'll hide. But don't get me wrong, our game is not over yet, 'Silence Killer'."

The next moment, Rolf disappeared.

At the same time, Morris—one of the six giants of the Brotherhood of the Black Streets, who is in charge of the population business—led a team of elites and appeared at the corner with a fierce face.

"Boss!" Leyock instantly floated down from the signboard and saluted Morris.

"It's 'Ghost with the Wind' Rolf."

The chubby Morris nodded, and dropped a dead body on the ground.

This is a strong man, but he seemed to be in extreme pain before his death. If Ramon, the exclusive black doctor of the Brotherhood, was here, he would quickly analyze that the lips of that strong man were purple before his death, and the corners of his eyes Hyperemia, pink nails.

A supernatural warrior from the nomadic tribe of the Eastern Continent, "Wolf Warrior" Kalka, died of suffocation.

"Have you found anyone else?" Morris asked solemnly.

There is no joy in getting rid of a strong enemy—especially if the opponent is a supernatural fighter.

Leyok shook his head with a heavy face: "No. But I have encountered obstacles in several places that are suspected to be 'air walls'. According to the descriptions I heard in the past," the killer paused, and said very solemnly and worriedly: "I suspect, maybe It was the 'Magician of Qi' who made the move."

"Air magician? Air wall, grass!"

Morris spat bitterly. No matter which supernatural being he is, he will not be too happy to hear that the enemy he is facing is a magician who happens to be a magician who restrains his own abilities. .

For this foolproof surprise attack, the Brotherhood gathered almost all the elites from the main headquarters of Eternal Star City and organized them into groups, hoping to catch everyone by surprise and kill them with one blow. However, at the very beginning of the attack, the elites of the Brotherhood were scattered by several huge forces and strong winds. Some parts of Hongfang Street were no longer even passable. Hydras who cannot look after each other.

In the poems sung by the bards, the monster Hydra Kilika was finally killed by the hero Nakaru, who chopped off one head after another.

Now it seems that the one who dispersed them was the "Magician of Qi".

That scary guy, I hope I don't run into him head-on. Morris listened to the sound of fighting constantly coming from his ears, and identified the direction.

"It was supposed to be us gathering elites to attack the Blood Bottle Gang branch on Hongfang Street, but in the end, it turned out that they were ambushing us—damn, it's really shameful to throw it into the Kingdom of the Night God."

"The only two major magicians on the other side have dispatched one, and we are still going forward to die foolishly! The brains are simply duller than the god of the night!"

Morris cursed with blasphemous words, but his mind couldn't stop spinning.

"There must be a traitor! I'm going to squeeze Lancer's lungs out after I go back! What a bad old man, how do you do intelligence!"

Leyok lowered his head, smartly not following his boss who was the "Big Six", cursing another "Big Six" of the fraternity.

Morris took a deep breath, and quickly made a clear judgment:

"Since the enemy is a magician, and we don't have experts above the extreme level - the attack on Hongfang Street has completely failed. You spread out and send orders to all your friends: give up the goal, return to the original road, Break through with all your strength!"

"Let's go back to Black Street!"

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Yala looked at Thales, the expression on her face gradually faded.

Time seems to have passed for a long time.

But Thales just stared at her motionlessly.

Until the other party let out a breath and lowered his head slightly.

"Smelly brat."

Yala was expressionless, just looking at the dark ground in the cellar.

So Thales didn't even dare to breathe out.

But then, the young female bartender quickly said silently:

"You—you—has anyone ever told you—"

Thales listened intently.

"——Are you very precocious?"

This time it was Thales' turn to be stunned for a moment.

Precocious?

This—a time traveler—haha.

Quickly think about it, senior traversers, how did they get away with being suspected by the locals?

Then, the traverser touched his head, blushed, and said embarrassingly:

"Hehe—— am I very precocious? Haha, well, Yala, I understand what you mean, but I still enjoy my current single life, and I don't want to—"

"Ding!"

Yala, whose expression was twisted in an instant, poked Thales' forehead fiercely with a finger!

"Little devil, give me enough time!"

"Also, call me Sister Yala!"

Thales rubbed his forehead in pain, but a memory faded before his eyes.

It was a warm sunny afternoon.

"Wu Qiren! It's not like dota2 can't operate without you! Give me a little bit of moderation!"

"Why do you keep saying the same sentence recently?"

"Hey, this is a famous saying in the second dimension, of course - why are you still waiting for the next one?"

"Oh, my friend pulled me away, I'm sorry not to go!"

"As far as your dota level is concerned? Ah bah! Give me a little bit of moderation!"

"It's the same sentence again—hey, my gaming mouse!"

Thales rubbed his head and buried this memory deep in his brain.

What happened recently? More and more flashbacks.

Although it's a good thing, you can get back a lot of knowledge and wisdom from your previous life, but you can't always flash back at critical moments, right?

He shook his head, looked at Yala whose expression was already different, and said clearly and clearly:

"I don't ask much, we just need to cross Red Square Street, and we can escape to the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang. From then on, we will take care of ourselves. No one will know you, and you will not get into trouble! Now is The night before dawn is the darkest, from downtown to Red Square Street, you shouldn't have a problem hiding from the fraternity's eyeliner."

"Other places, I dare not say, even if we appear, we will be noticed by the Brotherhood. But Red Square Street, Red Square Street is the junction of the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang, there are a few of us who escaped The only chance! The Brotherhood will definitely spend time catching the fleeing beggars, and when they react, it is impossible to chase after Red Square Street!"

At this moment, the confident and determined Thales raised his lips slightly.

"Huh!"

Yala sighed and closed her eyes.

"When the other beggars are fleeing in all directions, you go straight to Hongfang Street. It's a good plan. With my skill and experience, it's not impossible to attract the eyes and ears of the brotherhood."

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes suddenly became sharp and shrewd, sharp and terrifying, as if she had transformed back into the former female killer in an instant.

Even Thales rarely saw Yala like this.

"However, once you reach the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang, you will be safe? You can make the Brotherhood of the Black Street tricky, but it's only for a while."

"The Brotherhood has countless talented people and outstanding combat power. Even the Blood Bottle Gang, which is fighting against them, is at a disadvantage. It is only a matter of time before the real culprit is found."

"And after that, where else can you go? As long as you are still in Eternal Star City, the Black Street Brotherhood will always find you."

"Even if you leave Eternal Star City, how do you know that the power of the Brotherhood will not be more terrifying and unscrupulous than in Eternal Star City?"

Yala's words seemed to hit Thales' weakness instantly.

Thales shook his face pale.

Yes, his plan hasn't reached that far yet, with limited ability and limited wisdom, he has no way of guessing what will happen after Hongfang Street.

But they have nowhere to go, right?

Only go to Hongfang Street.

"That's our business." Thinking of this, he said stiffly.

Yala, the shrewd and ruthless killer Yala (not the lazy and indifferent bartender Yala before), shook her head.

"However, this is impossible—"

Seeing that Yala was still shaking her head, Thales became anxious.

In order to win Yala's help, I tried my best, from fighting for feelings to building relationships, even launched the mouthpiece of justice, how can I still fail? Don't play like this!

It's not playing Football Manager!

There is no other way. As a Maverick, at critical moments in team battles, you can't begrudge the opportunity to magnify just because you are greedy, greedy for more, and greedy for money!

The earth-shaking bull, jump decisively!

"I know it's more of a request than a meal or a dagger. But look at the three kids over there, their hopes are in this bar! Yala, please Help me! And—"

Thales said with difficulty.

Yala raised her eyebrows.

The traverser is very reluctant to say the following, because in his opinion, this is completely naked persecution and torture.

"And - you still owe me a favor, don't you!"

Thales spoke resolutely.

"ha?"

Yala's eyes were full of doubts and surprises, but then, she burst out laughing.

The female bartender put a wolf-leg knife on her lap in front of Thales.

"Favour? You mean, you once suggested that I change the weapon into this shape, and you thought it was a favor? Well, that's fine, but you took too much advantage of this favor, right?"

Thales saw the wolf leg knife.

Immediately, the memories with Yala came to mind.

That was a long time ago.

"Yala Yala, I have thought of a way to make up for the strength and speed of your saber attacks!"

"How many times have you told me to call me Sister Yala! Go, go, a brat who doesn't know how to fight, have no powers, don't know magic, let alone magic, don't disturb my training."

"Yala! This is it! Look at this picture!"

"Hey! The style and curvature of this knife—kid, where did it come from? It seems quite interesting."

"It's called a dog-leg-knife! Believe it or not, it's a weapon from another world!"

"Bah bah, what kind of dog-legs, even if you want to use them, please change them to a nicer and more prestigious name! Also, call me Sister Yala! Also, what is another world, don't go to the Temple of the Night to watch dramas, The people there are crazy!"

Thales thought of this, shook his head, and drove away the memories.

He firmly said the following words word by word:

"No, it's not based on this favor, it's based on the fact that you stimulated Quaid into such a state, made him lose his mind and go crazy, caused the beggars to suffer heavy casualties, and caused us to flee."

Thales finished his sentence heavily.

The voice fell.

Yala stared wide-eyed, looking at him in disbelief, her beautiful eyelashes kept shaking.

"You—how did you—"

Thales was still a little apprehensive at first, but seeing Yala's expression, he finally made a judgment in his heart.

"Yes."

Thales nodded, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

"It was you who cut Quaid's hand before? He cursed and called your name. Also, when Quaid's greatest shame was mentioned, he might be angry, but he was more ashamed. How could he be so crazy that he tortured and killed beggars? I don't know what happened, but Quaid must have come to the Sunset Bar to drink and provoked you, and then he went crazy and demented for some reason, and rushed into the abandoned house Come, kill—half the beggars."

"That's right."

"The half of the beggar's life is actually related to you."

At this moment, Thales really saw the trembling in Yala's eyes.

Damn kid.

Yala cursed in her heart, but the wolf-leg knife in her hand kept shaking, betraying her current mood.

A little too smart.

Isn't it just dozens of beggars? Yala trembled in her heart. I didn't kill them myself, and it has nothing to do with me.

It's all about that Rick, that damned bookkeeper.

It has nothing to do with me.

Is it irrelevant?

In front of Yala's eyes, a bloody baby suddenly appeared, wrapped in an expensive blanket, and then she raised the knife in her hand.

At that moment, her heart seemed to be too heavy to bleed.

"So, please help the four remaining beggars in front of you, because this is you—this is the favor you owe us."

Thales felt extremely uncomfortable, but he still said this in pain.

Yala tightly closed her eyes, and inserted the wolf leg knife back into her boot.

"Of course, if the shape of the wolf-leg knife is considered a favor, then it's fine. Don't worry about debts."

Thales seemed to feel that the atmosphere was too depressing, so he smiled again.

It's just, very reluctantly.

It took a long time for Yala to open her eyes.

She raised her head slightly.

"Thales, you are such a special child."

"Always hit someone's vitals with one blow."

"That's probably how Quaid died. He was fatally shot by you."

Her tone was a little weak, which made Thales feel uneasy.

But what she said next made Thales feel like falling straight into an ice cave.

"But it's useless. Even if I'm willing to help you and sacrifice my life to protect you—it's impossible for you to cross Red Square Street."

Yala paused every word.

Every pause seemed to kill Thales.

"Because, tonight, the Brotherhood will attack Red Square Street."

"It has already begun. Hongfang Street will become the most terrifying battlefield in Yongxing City tonight."

The surrounding time seemed to convulse, and it took a long time to return to normal time and space.

"What did you say—" Thales asked palely with trembling lips.

"So, give up, you know, since Red Square Street is already a battlefield, no matter how powerful I am, even with the strength of 'Kingdom's Wrath', it is impossible for me to take four scarred children through the The battlefield of two gangsters."

Yala said sadly.

Thales looked at Yala in shock, and then at the three children who had almost wiped out the bread in the distance. Seeing him looking over, Kolya waved her hand happily. A four-year-old girl always forgets her pain easily.

"Don't worry," Cindy licked the bread crumbs off his hands, and patted Ryan who was still panicking: "Thales will lead us to escape."

"Well, Thales is the smartest, he can do everything!" Kelia lifted up a small half of bread and added happily.

But on the other side of the cellar, in front of Yala, the traverser, who entrusted the confidence and hope of the beggars, buried his face in his hands in despair.

"how so..."

"How did the Brotherhood attack Red Square Street today..."

"Why is it tonight..."

"It shouldn't be..."

"Haha, accident, accident..."

"Ha ha..."

"We can't go to other places..."

"Except for Hongfang Street and the West Ring District after that, the fraternity has eyes and ears..."

"Unless we go straight to the lower part of the city, go to the sewers from there, go to the deceitful way, that is the territory of the Iron Bat Society..."

"No, the Iron Bat Society has long surrendered to the Black Street Brotherhood..."

"Go back to the abandoned house? Destroy Quaid's body..."

"Impossible, other children already know..."

"We will always be found..."

"what to do..."

"what to do!"

Thales' face was livid, his lips were pale, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Yala couldn't bear it, but she could only shake her head and pat him on the shoulder.

"You guys stay here with me," Yala sighed, "I have someone I trust who can hide you for at least a month."

"I can go to the old guy." Yala paused, and said embarrassingly: "The brotherhood values the old guy's face very much, you—at least you won't die."

But surely life would be worse than death—the hopeless Thales added in his heart.

"Sometimes," Yala looked at Thales's decadent appearance, and felt that this smart boy was about to reach a moment of desperation, "We always have to accept our fate."

Thales' eyes suddenly blurred again.

"Ziren, alas, she has already left, you, you, you have to mourn... woo woo woo..."

"I...I'm fine, don't worry...don't worry, auntie, I'm fine...really fine."

"I know, Qi Ren. Hehe, sometimes we have to accept our fate. Now that she's gone, this is a hurdle we have to overcome, no one is an exception, hehe."

"Aunt...you...she..."

"You have to accept your fate... woo woo...Admit your fate... woo..."

Accept fate.

What is my fate?

Travel to this world and be slaughtered?

Do I deserve to accept it?

Ridiculous.

I have read so many books.

done so much research.

Wrote so many papers.

How could I accept my fate!

How could you believe in the so-called fate!

Thales raised his head abruptly, startling Yala.

His eyes were full of determination and anger at this moment.

"Little devil, are you—are you alright?" Yala asked tentatively. For some reason, at this moment, she was a little afraid of this seven-year-old boy.

"They stay with you."

Thales suddenly spit out a sentence.

"The three of them stay, and you have to stay to protect them. Just say, say you caught these three beggars."

Thales was emotionless and authentic, as if everything in front of him had lost its color.

"What?" Yala was a little surprised, but Thales ignored her.

"I will make a statement with the three children. I am the one who killed Quaid alone."

Thales continued to speak expressionlessly, emphasizing the word "alone", "The brotherhood is coming, just tell them so."

Yala frowned: "Then what should you do? Let me hand you over?"

"I'm going alone."

For some reason, Yala suddenly realized that this child had already made up her mind.

And his decision, no one can go against it, let alone stop it.

But she can't let him die like this.

After all he. . .

"You can't even get out of downtown, brat. The fraternity will definitely find out at dawn, and their eyeliners will catch you back. At that time, you will only regret it. Why didn't you ask me to kill you now?" you."

Yala said with a complicated expression.

Thales turned his head, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Yeah," Thales said coldly. Since crossing, he has stayed in the Brotherhood's outskirts base for a year and in the lower city for four years. He knows the methods and capabilities of the Brotherhood. "I probably can't escape Lost."

"But they can survive, and they don't have to bear the pain left by Quaid."

No, Quaid has already left them with pain that will never be forgotten forever, he said silently.

Ya stretched out her hands and put them on his shoulders, but turned her face away.

Thales felt that Yala's hands, the killer's hands known for their stability and precision, were trembling slightly.

No, I still have a place to go.

The only place.

And I already knew it, didn't I?

Thales laughed out loud.

Destiny, that's actually what happened.

It's playing tricks on you.

You can play with it too.

He looked at the bread he had just finished eating, and looked expectantly at the three—they were no longer beggars—children.

The traverser turned his head and looked at Yala firmly but calmly.

Looking at Yala, who had a gloomy face and red eyes, Thales spoke softly.

"It's half past four, it will be dawn in a while, and there is still some distance to Hongfang Street. Tell me all the eyeliner locations that should be paid attention to."

"It's time for me to go."

"Let's go to Hongfang Street."