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Chapter 150 Surprise or surprise

A faint mist floated from the sea, as if coating the entire island with a mask filter. Ryan looked at the time hanging on the wall, and it was already a quarter past nine at night.

Although it was approaching late at night, the lights of the entire island were still very bright. The candlelight was like stars twinkling in the night sky, shaking and flickering slightly in the faint mist.

"Wow~~"

The pattering raindrops soon turned into a drizzle. Ryan closed the sliding door of the balcony. There were no taller buildings outside the window, so he did not close the curtains, but went back to bed to prepare to rest.

In the Sea Lighthouse Bar, the short man who had been robbed by Ryan squeezed into the crowd and came to the bar, and sat on the high chair lightly.

"Have a glass of Lion Island!"

He took out two 5-run coins from the soles of his shoes and slapped them on the table, with a very depressed expression on his face. He just stole the three pounds this morning, and they were snatched away before they were hot.

As the most famous thief on Taixi Island, although this is not the first time he has missed, it is the first time he has been robbed by the target. Who would have thought that the young man turned out to be a goddamn extraordinary person. This time he was really mistaken.

Thinking of this, the little man looked at the soles of his feet with some gratitude. As a professional thief, he is used to putting money where others can't think of it, and where he can get in close contact with his skin. Only in this way is it safe enough. It also proved that his consistent approach was correct.

The bartender came over, picked up the coin with his fingertips in disgust, and brought another large glass of golden beer. As revenge, he stuck his thumb that touched the coin into the beer.

The short man didn't take it seriously, he raised his wine glass and took a big gulp.

He has always believed that most people have serious prejudices, so what happened to the soles of their feet?Anyway, it's all the flesh on the body, there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

"Little mouse, why did you only order a cup of Lion Island today, and you were caught stealing something?" On the other side of the bar, several strong men with tattoos laughed.

The man didn't take it seriously, he just raised his glass and poured it in.

Yes, he is the most famous thief on the island, but this does not mean that he is the most powerful, but because of his short stature and ugly appearance, the local residents of Taixi Island, including the sailors of the ships that often dock on this island, Almost everyone knows him.

However, this appearance is not all bad. Every time after being caught stealing things, those big shots will show disgusted expressions, and they are unwilling to have too much contact with him. At most, they will be beaten and passed away. Today is his The first time I saw him wrong, who would have thought that such a young person was just a powerful transcendent.

It was stormy outside, but the bar was full of heat. But it had nothing to do with him, everyone thought he was a joke, and he had no friends.

After drinking two large glasses of Lion Island, the short man touched his left foot, sighed, jumped off the high chair, and squeezed out from the crowd.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the rainwater slammed into the puddle on the ground, splashing mud on the little man's body, making him unable to restrain himself from cursing, today is really a bad day.

He lived not far from here, but the rain was heavy enough to drench him before he got home.

The strong wind swept the torrential rain on the island, and the rain was almost splashed on the ground horizontally. The man pressed the hood tightly with his right hand, and walked forward in the wind and rain with his head down.

After walking a few steps, he saw a shadow appearing under his feet. The man looked up subconsciously. The rain severely blocked his sight. He squinted his eyes to see the appearance of the other person clearly. This is a strong figure close to two meters tall. , is the thug of the island's largest gang "Black Snake Gang", and is also one of the people who robbed him most often.

The short man's body took a few steps back suddenly, tripping over his left foot and sitting on the muddy ground, looking at the strong man in horror. In the past, when he encountered this guy, he would be severely punished, and even Your money will be plundered.

"I've been robbed today! I don't have any money, don't believe me!" The short man shouted loudly as he opened his clothes with both hands. The rain was blowing into his mouth, making his voice hoarse.

In the torrential rain, the burly figure like a wall ignored him, didn't even look at the little mouse on the ground, and walked slowly towards the other side of the street.

The little man shrank back, looking at the figure who ignored him in amazement, this guy would believe his words today?
After escaping, he hurriedly got up and ran home. He might have a fever if it was raining outside in this kind of ghostly weather. He had no money to see a doctor.

After not running far, his pace began to slow down.

At 11:05, Ryan, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look out the window. The gust of wind that had blown the window just now had calmed down a lot.

He, who had already fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by a throbbing in his heart. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. This was the spiritual perception of the poet path, and there was a certain probability that he would have a premonition about things that could affect him.

Ryan was silent for a moment, stood up with the edge of the bed, came to the window, and looked at the waves blown by the wind. It was late at night, and the candlelight on the island was much less than before.

The heavy rain blocked his vision, and he could only vaguely see that many people seemed to be busy with something on the street.

Spirit doesn't react out of nowhere, something must be happening with him, and it could have happened.

After waiting for a few minutes, Ryan still didn't notice any special movement.

"Well, this fog"

Ryan frowned. Although the strong wind outside was weaker than before, the wind was still not weak. Why didn't the fog seem to be affected?
Suddenly, Ryan suddenly remembered the weird gray fog he encountered when he first came to this world. The gray fog at that time was the same as the fog on the island now. It was not affected by the weather at all, and it did not respond even to strong winds.

The only difference is that the visibility of gray fog is very low, while the current fog on the island is very thin, which has very little impact on sight, and it can even be said that it has no impact on ordinary people, but his eyesight can see farther, so he can see Fog obscured the view slightly.

His intuition told him that something must have happened on the island.

Ryan, who realized this, turned his attention to the island again. Only then did he suddenly realize that he seemed to have overlooked some things just now.

It is now close to twelve o'clock in the night, and there is still a storm outside, why are there so many people on the street?

Ryan squinted his eyes and focused his eyes on the street. At a glance, there were at least dozens of people on the street. They seemed to be walking in the same direction, and almost all of them didn't hold umbrellas.

Looking at the crowd, he fell silent.

"Go and have a look." Ryan turned his head and walked back into the house, took off his pajamas, and prepared to change into the clothes for going out.

After breaking through the fourth level, he can already feel the existence of the so-called "rules". Although his singing path has not accepted the inheritance after the third level, the most basic spiritual perception is still strengthened a lot, and the spirituality will not be inexplicably throbbing. Something bad must be brewing.

Putting on a windbreaker, Ryan looked at the stormy wind outside the window, gave up the idea of ​​wearing a hat, picked up the walking stick beside him, unscrewed the doorknob and walked out.

silence.

The hotel's sound insulation was not good, but he didn't hear the slightest movement from other rooms, as if he was the only one left in the entire hotel, but this was obviously impossible.

The wind blew the windows creaking, and the light of the candles in the corridor faltered, and several of them had even been extinguished.

When I came downstairs, there was still no one, and the receptionist at the front desk was missing.

Ryan took a convenient umbrella at the door, handed the cane to his left hand, and walked into the pouring rain with the umbrella in his right hand.

"Clap clap."

The rainwater hit the cotton umbrella, making continuous pattering sounds. Although it had been waterproofed, under such heavy rain, Ryan hadn't gone far, and the cheap cotton umbrella showed signs of water seepage.

A thin mist floated from the sea. If you didn’t pay attention, you wouldn’t even notice that there was still a trace of mist in the rainstorm. On the way down the mountain, the doors and windows of other hotels on both sides of the road were closed, and it was dark. It looked like the hotel he stayed in. Almost up.

Ryan held a cotton umbrella with a leaky handle in one hand and a cane in the other, and walked quickly towards the street down the mountain.

"Clap, clap."

In the torrential rain, he vaguely heard footsteps, the sound sounded heavy, and the pace was slow, the owner of the footsteps should be not small.

Not far away, Ryan saw a figure from behind after turning the corner.

He has seen this person before—it can be seen from the physique and clothing of the back, this is the boxer whose face was covered with blood when he beat his opponent in the boxing ring of the Lighthouse Bar on the Sea tonight.

Now the boxer was walking step by step to the other side of the street, going in the same direction as the people Ryan had seen from the top of the hill.

Ryan frowned slightly, and he felt a very faint breath, which even made him feel a little familiar.

The boxer's speed is not fast, and he walks slower than normal people. There are still some blood stains on his body, and he doesn't know whether it is his own or the enemy's.

It was already winter, and there was heavy rain on the street, but he was only wearing a simple cotton sleeveless vest, his face was blue from the cold, and his lips were slightly purple.

Despite this, he still walked in a certain direction step by step as if he was unconscious.

Ryan raised his cane and touched the boxer's back lightly. A warm and pure light emanated from the end of the cane, pouring into his body along the boxer's back like water.

Light flashed.

boom!
The man collapsed to the ground limply, his body trembling uncontrollably, the upper and lower front teeth kept colliding and making a knocking sound, and then he found an umbrella appearing on his upper body.

Ryan touched the man's body lightly with his cane, and healed the man's injury with a healing technique. He frowned and asked, "It's raining heavily outside, where are you going?"

"I, I don't know." The man felt a warmth coming from the place where his body was touched by the cane, spreading to his limbs, which greatly relieved his pain.

"I was planning to go home just now, and I seemed to have fallen asleep while walking on the street." The man swallowed, and said with fear on his face: "When I regain consciousness, I will already appear here."

If it wasn't for this man who appeared suddenly, he would probably be dead now. In such a cold weather, a rainstorm would cause him to be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Ryan didn't speak, and healed the other party's injuries caused by the cold and hallucinations in silence.

Healing an ordinary person is not difficult for him now, as long as he is not completely dying, he is sure to be able to save him.

After a few breaths, he retracted his cane.

"It's very dangerous outside now, go home quickly, close the doors and windows, it's best to lock them from the inside."

After leaving these words, Ryan immediately left and walked quickly towards the location he saw on the top of the mountain just now.

The warmth left the body, and the cold came again. Boxer shuddered and fled behind in a hurry.

In the alley not far from the Sea Lighthouse Bar, a short man called "little mouse" hid in a trash can under the street lamp. The lid of the trash can blocked the rain for him. He curled up in the small bucket with his body Can't stop trembling.

"Crazy, crazy!"

The little man's eyes were full of horror, he didn't even have the courage to open a gap to look outside, the rainstorm made a crackling sound on the trash can, but it sounded like a countdown to his death in his ears.

He kept replaying the scene he had just seen in his mind.

On the muddy street under heavy rain, the heavy rain crackled and hit the ground. Dozens of people were unconscious and did not hold umbrellas. They just walked in the cold rainstorm, and many of them were even wearing pajamas.

Although the heavy rain blocked his sight, he didn't see too many figures clearly, but he was sure that these people, like himself, were the aborigines of the island.

And their reaction was exactly the same as that of the person who often robbed him just now, walking in one direction with blank eyes.

The most important thing is that after seeing this scene, a desire surged up from the bottom of my heart, wanting to be with this group of people on the small island next door.

Heck!

Everyone knew that there were devils on that small island, and no one who went in would come out. How could he have such an idea?
The most terrifying thing is that he not only thought about it, but actually did it.

If it wasn't for the fall and the loss of the shoes just now, and the money hidden in the shoes, he didn't even realize that he had walked a long way out with the crowd.

"Clap, clap."

He was already a little used to the sound of footsteps from far to near, and he couldn't even remember that this was the first unlucky guy to pass by his side.

But this time it seemed to be a little different. He stopped by the trash can and didn't move on.

Wait, something's not right. There's a look of horror on the little man's face.

squeak~~
The lid of the trash can was flipped open.

"I don't want to go, I really don't want to go, please spare my life, I just got robbed today and I don't have any money on me, please"

Some hoarse roars continued to come from the trash can, which stunned Ryan who was standing aside.

The voice gradually weakened, and the short man suddenly felt that something was wrong. The cover was lifted, why didn't the rain come in?

Thinking of this, he swallowed, raised his head slightly and looked at the mouth of the barrel.
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