"Then, I'm waiting for your good news with anticipation, Mr. Crow."

The crow did not agree to Mi Xin's request. After pondering for a long time, she just asked her to return to the base first and would give a reply within three days. After so much effort, she failed in the end. However, Mi Xin did not look disappointed at all. She smiled very naturally and was even a little happy along the way to leave the Blood Alley.

On the contrary, after experiencing what happened just now, the military soldiers around Mi Xin were surrounded by her face with a blue face. If there was any slightest movement, even if a mosquito flew over, two or three guns would be pointed at her. As for Wang Shaoxiang, who was leading the team, although he was not so intense in his reaction, his face looked even worse than the soldiers, and he was as gloomy as if water was about to drip out of water.

"Everyone, sir, we'd better not do this." The only one who was not greatly affected was the guide sent by the consulate. After witnessing the rolling heads on the ground and the quantifiers on the ground had turned into pieces, the little fat man felt that he had been lucky in the abandoned house. However, seeing the actions of these soldiers, the little fat man couldn't calm down and said with fear, "Please be normal, please be different from our local area. People here don't like this kind of hostile behavior. You still... Oh my god."

Before the little fat man finished speaking, there was a bang around him. The sound was not loud, but in this atmosphere, it was made so suddenly that the little fat man's voice increased by octave in an instant, jumping behind several soldiers at a speed that surpassed the energy-controller. At the same time, all the soldiers' guns pointed in the direction of the sound, including the second-level energy-controller Wang Shaoxiang, who had unknown origin, were staring at the sound, and he might take full advantage if there was anything wrong.

What made the sound was a shop on one side of the alley, with roller shutters that had not been opened on both sides, and a wide iron door in the middle. Perhaps it was too hard when I opened the door. The door on one side was pulled down and slapped flat on the ground. The sound was made by the door falling to the ground. Behind the door, a heavy steam mecha was poking there, looking at each other with the soldiers outside the door.

Looking at the soldiers and then at the muzzle, the steam mecha scratched his head, and a muffled sound came from under the mask: "Guest? Buy something?"

A group of soldiers shook their heads subconsciously.

"Click, click," the mecha made a few crisp sounds, and the two shoulder cannons on their shoulders had already ejected. At the same time, the armor of their arms was spread out, and two machine guns popped out of their hands. In just a moment, four heavy weapons were pointed at the nervous soldiers.

"Damn x, what do you want to raise your gun to me? Do you understand the rules? I will help you if I want to die." The voice of the mecha controller was heavy and dull, full of anger. "Get out of here immediately, I count to three, and I will just serve the cannon if I don't get out."

"Wait." The old man named Ma directly blocked Mi Xin with his body, "Let the weapon down first and don't hurt the innocent by chance."

"Innocent? All seven realms are innocent? You are teasing me." A machine gun pointed at the old man, and the controller was obviously stunned. "So there is a first-level person. No wonder he dares to act here. Neighbors, there is a first-level person here, and they all come out to see it."

"Xiao Hu, your voice is a little bit smaller, and your ears are going to be deafened by you." In the tailor shop next to him, the silver-haired old woman was hunching her back, pinching a long needle and poking out half of her body tremblingly, "Where is the first level, let me see the old lady."

"Young guys, I support you." In the fruit shop on the other side, the middle-aged boss with heavy makeup was cutting apples with a silver knife as thin as paper in his hand. He walked out of the shop gracefully, threw a charming look at the group of people and said, "Old Hu is standing opposite each other every day and peeping at me. I have been holding him over for a long time. Support you to kill him, come on."

The problem is that you are a man, but no one has the heart to say what you are saying.

"Dong", a sharp knife was nailed to the door frame, and the giant strong man with apron and a face full of flesh in the butcher shop squeezed out of the door with difficulty, "Where, who is looking for trouble in the blood alley? Come here, the store is short of meat."

The commotion spread rapidly. In a few minutes, all the shops or residents in the narrow alleys of the Blood Alley were alarmed. More than a dozen strange people walked out one after another and slowly surrounded the soldiers. Except for a few third-level energy controlers, most of them entered the ranks of second-level energy controlers, and several of them were obviously senior second-level powerhouses. They may even have a headache when fighting.

"Haha, this shop owner, they are indeed not customers who buy things, because they are my guards, but I am a guest. Although I am not lucky enough to use it, my enthusiasm for steam mechas has never faded over the years. Earl of Melancho and Professor Morian in the Steam World are both my old friends and I write greetings every year." The psychological pressure brought by a group of strong men is not that simple. Even if there are first-level strong men around me, even Wang Shaoxiang, who has always been reserved and arrogant, has a pale face, but Mi Xin suddenly spoke and smiled lightly. "Looking at your outfit and the arrangement of the store, you should be from Alanspian. I have read the book "Earlsy's Steam Magic Hybrid Application" by Earl Alans. I have read it many times."

"Tsk, I heard that you are from the Cavens. Don't get too close to Melan, as your IQ will be lowered." The steam mecha was silent for a moment, the shoulder cannon and machine gun shrank back, and Lao Hu said in a muffled voice, "Teacher Alans..."

The atmosphere became awkward, and the main characters on both sides suddenly started academic discussions with murmuring, and nouns that no one could understand popped up in their mouths. The neighbors and soldiers guarding Mi Xin looked at each other, what should we do now? Why don’t we sit on the side of the road first?

Sigh, with the sound of the beer can opening, accompanied by the sound of the gurgling swallowing, the doctor wearing a white coat and curly hair walked along the street with one hand in his pocket: "Huh, it's boring to watch it anymore. The neighbors have all dispersed. This group of people have just returned from the flower field and are here to find roses and the disaster star."

"Don't say it earlier." A group of guys who were rushing around all showed disappointment. They no longer looked at the soldiers and returned to the store in a bad mood. On the contrary, the ordinary people who had always been hiding in the building began to look outwards and look at the soldiers curiously.

Soon, all the strong men disappeared from the street, and only the shop owner with a steam mecha was still exploring inexplicable academic theories with Mi Xin.
Chapter completed!