Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

You can search for the "Fiction Search System (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The night is clear, the sky is like water, and the wind cools the curtain.

The cold wind roared over the city, and the rain was like a plum rain. The raindrops on the bluestone floor gathered into depressions, swaying circular ripples.

With rain curtains, there were few pedestrians on the street, most of whom were walking in a hurry. They tightened their clothes and walked away quickly holding the oil paper umbrella.

Thousands of lights in the city expelled the coldness of the rain.

On the roof of a private house, two black figures stood here as if iron strikes, letting the rain beat the wind.

Hat, black robe, red evil spirit mask.

The rain water slid down the pattern of the hat, revealing a red light from the eyeholes of the mask, which seemed to be able to penetrate the night, and the three-goed jade slowly rotated.

Yang Ming stared at the old geese on the street. If he wanted to make a bad idea, Yang Ming immediately turned back and left, killing the two prisoners of Unhappy and Tianya.

Even if he doesn't think about himself, the old goose will definitely think about the future of the two brothers.

The words are divided into two ends.

The old goose's complexion was earthy, and his wretched eyes turned straight and looked around constantly.

After Bu Le and Tian Ya were captured by Yang Ming, in order to rescue them two, Old Goose agreed to the task assigned to him by Yang Ming and came to the hospital to confirm the existence of one person.

The man's name was very familiar to Old Goose, and it was the Bishop of Besca.

At the moment when he received this task, Old Goose was extremely horrified, using his toes to know that, after the Wuhun main hall was inexplicably blown up, the person who would actually go to the Bishop Besca would be disturbed. kindness.

But what can he do?

Is it necessary to report to Wuhun Hall?

This thought flashed in his mind, but the old goose knew very well that his every move was under the eyes of the mysterious young man. If he did anything rashly now, let alone the death of two good brothers, he would also be The mysterious boy hated him.

Thinking of the girl next to the mysterious boy, the old goose couldn't help but swallow secretly.

horrible.

Old Goose really couldn't understand why someone could be so powerful without using martial arts and spirit rings.

Could it be that that woman is a fierce beast in human skin?

The old goose shook his head slightly. He is also an old world. Don’t look at Soto City now returning to its former calm, but in fact, since the main hall of Wuhun was destroyed, many forces have gathered here. It can be said that the place where the wind and clouds gather. I don't know how many Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons are here.

I must have hit an iron plate!

He sighed again in his heart for what happened to him, and the old goose raised his head and reconfirmed that the hospital in front of him was the destination of the mission. He immediately stepped in, folded the oil paper umbrella, and left wet marks on the smooth tiles. .

The old goose didn't notice. The moment he entered the hospital, the beggar who was pretending to be sleeping on the side of the hospital door suddenly opened his eyes.

And in the grocery store diagonally across from the teahouse, the boss who was fiddling with the merchandise at the same time cast his gaze on the back of the old goose.

The grocery store owner and the beggar compared their gestures. The secret whistles who had been paying attention to the place all around were given instructions. A series of twelve black shadows shuttled past the night, the figure as vigorous as a black panther, landing silent, walking without a shadow , Extremely mysterious.

As an old fox, Bishop Besca is extremely cautious even if he is fishing with himself as a bait. The staff placed around him are the most elite subordinates of his own, who are extremely proficient in lurking and assassination.Good mood literature website www.hxqwx.com

A night rain and cold wind blew into the hospital, and the old goose shivered subconsciously, tightened the clothes on his body, looked around for a week, and passed by the corridor.

"Patter, patter, patter."

With the folded oil-paper umbrella, the raindrops slid down the ground along the hanging angle, leaving an oblique trace on the slab.

A pair of extremely small eyes, peeking out from the narrow and narrow gaps, constantly cruising in the wards on both sides of the corridor, looking at the patients inside.

Suddenly, the old goose saw an old man, an old man over seventy years old, with very finely groomed silver hair, impressive wrinkles on his face, and a healthy ruddy complexion, dressed in a suit. The cheap clothes at home are not like a hospitalized person at all.

The old goose just glanced down and wrote down the number of the ward, but did not stop for a while to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Anyway, he has confirmed that Bishop Besca lives here, and he doesn't care what else will happen.

The old goose pretended to be a visiting family member. It seemed that because he could not find anyone, he scratched his head in annoyance, turned around in the hospital, and left.

After he left, the shadow in the corner of the corridor suddenly moved, and a human face emerged from the wallpaper, followed by a deformed and scrawny figure. He glanced at the old goose from a distance with a faint look.

"Captain, do you want to follow him?"

As his voice fell, among the water marks left by the old goose paper umbrella on the ground, a person's eyeball and a mouth suddenly appeared.

He opened his mouth and uttered a low male voice.

"You don't have to follow him. It's good to avoid the trick of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain. It's good to be more vigilant. Recently, there have been a lot of spies from various parties.

"understand."

As he spoke, the scrawny figure was as weird as it appeared, buried his head in the wall, and the whole person escaped into it, without showing any breath.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, a cold wind blew my face, carrying the humidity of the rain, making it difficult to breathe.

The old goose breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped from the Tiger's Den in Longtan, his back was soaked unknowingly.

Sweeping his gaze around, he found that no one was following him. The old goose made several bends on the road and plunged into an alleyway.

Dark, damp, cold, cramped, and dirty, this is the first impression of this lane.

He walked swiftly for dozens of steps, and under the weak light, two figures stood in front of him, with hoarse voices peeking out of the red evil ghost mask.

"Are you confirmed?"

At the moment when he saw that it was not the mysterious young man and woman, the old goose's heart shook slightly.

However, after hearing the other party's questioning tone, the old goose knew that the other party was probably the same with the young man and woman, and immediately reported what he had seen along the way.

When I learned that Bishop Besca was indeed in this hospital, I wonder if it was an illusion of an old goose, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop slightly.

"well."

Yang Ming put a hand on the shoulder of the old goose, his hoarse voice was like the breath of death.

"You can go with peace of mind."

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