Feng Aotian is so arrogant, I will immediately turn him into a traitor

However, why is it that I have just returned home and am going out to the street again?

After taking a look at the time, it was now 02:30 in the afternoon, close to three o'clock, so Evan decided to wait until four o'clock before they started broadcasting and went out to the outer streets.

An appointment was made with Abel.

After Evan chatted with Isabella for a while, he closed his eyes and took a small nap on the bed...

……

06:30 in the evening.

Evan came to the place where he had made an appointment with Abel to meet on the street, at the entrance of a bar that had just opened and was called "Little Bird Turn Around".

Just looking at the bar logo that looks like "Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon".

And weird bar names.

There was also a bald, muscular man standing at the door wearing tight little leather pants and a little vest.

Evan felt something was wrong.

But Evan still walked in bravely, and then among the muscular men, he found a pure white man sitting in the corner waving to him.

Abel was wearing a pure white college uniform today, including the buttons and tie.

Evan guessed he dyed it himself.

Because I have seen the uniforms of Brierton University. They are yellow and black plaid, which has nothing to do with the pure white in front of me.

And when he sat next to him, this guy was still in the mood to joke with him.

"Mr. E, you know I am not that kind of person. Although I dress very weird, I am a standard conservative and I support the old aristocracy..."

"Well, it's true that I don't like women, but don't be nervous, I don't like men either."

“I can’t fall in love with anyone because I’m complete.”

"..."

Facing Abel's tirade, Evan twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't comment.

"All in all, it's safer to talk in a gay bar, and it's quiet enough. You know the bars on the outer streets, which are noisy places full of drunkards and drug addicts, and they even pull out guns and shoot from time to time."

"Well, a gun in every sense of the word."

"Here, things are a little bit better."

Abel was indeed right. The bar in front of him was quiet enough, with strong men holding each other's arms and talking quietly while drinking.

A low male ballad came from the old gramophone, it was "So Far". This time Evan recognized it because he had heard it on the car radio.

Abel was still smiling, talking to the burly boss behind the bar who was wearing heavy eyeshadow and thick red lips.

Ordered myself a glass of wine.

"A cup of Jack for my best friend, Jack Wills."

After saying that, Abel quickly turned his head and explained with a smile to himself.

"The names of drinks on the street are all weird. In fact, a "Jack Wills" is a glass of vodka with ice cubes, lime juice, ginger beer, and of course the most important thing..."

"More love."

As if he was telling a cold joke, Abel was amused by himself.

"The life of a gangster is always short, so when his name becomes a glass of wine, people will remember him. Do you know, Mr. E, the average life span of street youth is only more than 30 years old, regardless of gender. "

"Completely two-thirds of the young people in the outer streets join gangs, starting at the age of eleven or twelve, and at least one-third of them will die in gangs."

"I was born outside the street."

Abel suddenly seemed to have thought of something quite a long time ago, and continued to smile at himself.

Evan slowly realized.

He probably.

Think of yourself as his own audience, the rare, or the only one.

"But it's not the outer streets of the Eternal City, but somewhere else, in some fucking city in the middle of the empire. Anyway, every city has outer streets, and they're all the same, you know."

"My best friend Bill and I were both born there. Later, he joined the gangs, I went to college, and we both had a bright future."

It felt like the story jumped a bit too quickly.

Why did it end so suddenly?

Evan saw Abel smiling at him, blinking his eyes, and seemed to have recalled the past in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 72 Righteous Partner (Confirmed!)

Small talk so far.

Evan took a bite of the "Jack Wills" in his hand. Although it sounded simple, it tasted surprisingly good.

And Abel did not take out his laptop this time.

Instead, he only took out a stack of folders and handed many photos and documents to himself.

He seemed presentable and looked very professional.

"Our previous investigation confirmed that there is indeed a problem with Hellolive Firm. Their investor is the Evolutionary Faction, and the Evolutionary Faction is a subordinate organization of the Golden Brothers Mutual Aid Association."

Abel gave a brief "preliminary summary" and then continued.

"According to your tips, Mr. E, I continued to track down the artists affiliated with Hellolive Agency, and sure enough I found something wrong."

"They are indeed conducting a live broadcast of some kind of [special program] on the dark web of Mansu. Of course, it is not the kind of dirty or bloody live broadcast..."

"Of course, Mr. E, you didn't find it before because your level in Mansu is still too low, so you don't have enough authority to see these live broadcasts."

You mean it’s exclusive to members, right?

Evan listened to Abel's words, looked at the documents that were handed to him, and saw that the results of this investigation were indeed very exciting.

Led by the VTB "Kabri".

Including many VTBs owned by Hellolive Agency, they are basically hosted by anchors with more than one million followers.

Once a month, the so-called "Desire Grand Prix" will be held, and each anchor will select a "team" from his own fans to participate.

"It sounds like it's a very large offline fan event?"

Evan blinked, but it was clear that was not the case at all.

The photos Abel handed over seemed like a series, showing the "whole process" of someone participating in the Desire Grand Prix.

This is probably an excited, unknown fan.

The body-worn camera hung on my chest was set to take a picture every three minutes.

At this moment all the photos have been sorted out.

Evan looked at the first picture and saw that he and four other companions arrived in front of an apartment at night.

One of them was taking out the key and opening the door of the apartment in front of him.

All of them looked ordinary, and they were all men. Except for one who looked like a tall muscular man, the others all looked a little fat or thin, and they looked like normal otakus.

next photo.

There was nothing in the small apartment room except a black ball in the center.

Next one.

Chaotic characters appeared on the surface of the black ball, including not only the common language of the empire, but also the languages ​​​​of elves, dwarves, dragons, demons and other countries.

It says [Please go and kill it: Dragon Dragon Star People].

Then a photo was attached. It was a middle-aged physical education teacher wearing a green sportswear. He looked very upright.

Simultaneously.

The two sides of the black ball have bounced open, like a long shelf, which is full of various long and short firearms, as well as things like protective clothing.

Next photo.

Everyone was already fully dressed in equipment—black, tight-fitting gelcoat-like combat uniforms, and a ring-like object at the joints.

Armed with a variety of extremely sci-fi firearms, he boarded an armored vehicle downstairs from the apartment.

Then there were several consecutive photos, all of which were taken in the car.

Evan thought to himself that the organizer of this "Grand Prix of Desire" was too ambitious. Would he really give him weapons and equipment?

What should we do if that person goes on a killing spree in the car?

However, in the end, everyone in the photo successfully arrived at an abandoned school, which looked like a middle school.

Then I encountered various monsters inside.

These monsters initially looked like ordinary people, including students, teachers, and academic staff.

But it will suddenly transform into a flying monster with a long blood-red neck, a split head like an axe, four hands and thin cicada wings.

Participants quickly used firearms to fight these monsters, but in the end they all died tragically.

I haven't even seen the final BOSS, the "Dragon Star Man" wearing a green sports uniform.

Gee.

As Abel, who has watched the entire live broadcast, he summed it up concisely and concisely.

"Similar to the last killing game, this Desire Grand Prix held by Hellolive Agency is essentially a killing competition that invites volunteers to participate."

"We can make a lot of money by live broadcasting on the dark web in Mansu. The main audience is the rich people or nobles of the empire."

"At the same time, during the live broadcast, their VTBs will also cheer for their respective volunteer teams and compete with each other."

"They are all madmen! The empire's gladiatorial arena has long been called history!! But today, these upper-class people still like people and monsters or people to fight each other."

"A dog can't change eating shit!"

Abel was angry, which seemed to be in line with the emotions he should show at this moment as a partner of justice.

At least, from the current logic, it has been connected in series.

That is, the nobles of the empire have been using monsters to host this kind of "reality show". This was the case in Jushan Mental Hospital last time, and it is also the case in today's Desire Grand Prix.

and so.

As a partner in justice.

"We have to stop them, Evan!!"

"Ah."

Evan nodded, looking at the pure white man in front of him, what he was thinking in his heart was.

You didn't mention anything about the evil god [Insect] at all.

Evan took a quick look at the monsters in the photo and found that they were all strange, but there was no doubt that they were the descendants of the evil god [Insect].

It was exactly the same as what he had encountered in the Jushan Mental Hospital before.

and so.

Did Abel know?

From the beginning to the end, from the other party's perspective, he never mentioned to himself that this matter was related to the evil god [Insect].

But Evan boldly guessed that there were believers of [Insect] in the "Mirror of Glow", or at least people who wanted to awaken [Insect].

Didn’t Abel know that too?

The man in front of him was so mysterious that Evan couldn't believe him, but he didn't want to report him directly to a certain Feng Aotian because of his speculation.

Because according to Alexia’s temper.

Abel, who was obviously related to heretical beliefs, would most likely be burned after being caught by the woman.

amount.

It's the kind of "burning" in the physical sense.

A high pyre was set up, tied to a huge cross, and then countless devout believers threw torches.