The night breeze was slightly cold, sneaking into the collar and cuffs of my clothes.
Gilan, whose shirt was already soaked with sweat, felt even colder.
Under the moonlight, the street lights on both sides of the street were dim, the Davidia dove trees used for landscaping were whistling, and a group of two night patrolmen chatted and strolled along the street with their flashlights on.
Click, click, click...
Gilan walked through the alley with the hat on his head, and his leather shoes made a crisp sound when stepping on the stagnant water.
'The mysterious connection has not disappeared, it is even getting stronger.'
He didn't look back, he knew the answer just by Gnosis's induction:
'The guy is following me closely and getting closer.'
Gilan secretly said, walking faster.
Bang!
At the end of the dead end, a three-meter-high red brick wall blocked the way. He jumped up, like a cat, kicked off the wall, quickly climbed over, and landed on an empty and deserted lawn.
He didn't run anymore, but took a few steps forward and stood on the lawn waiting quietly.
Looking around, this is already the northeast corner of Horst Second District. On the other side of the lawn is the area of Fourth District. A ten-meter-wide cement road crosses the middle, leading to other blocks on the left and right.
Right now, there is no one everywhere, only the moonlight and the chirping of cicadas.
Gilan While observing, he took off the blue tie at the stand-up collar and wrapped it tightly around his right hand to form a simple hand tie.
Not long after.
On another red brick wall dozens of meters away from him, a figure suddenly jumped up. The figure climbed over easily and walked straight towards him.
Finally, it stopped seven or eight meters away from him.
"Found it..." The young man wearing a beret grinned, but he made an old hoarse voice, which looked extremely strange.
Gilan's eyes narrowed.
He noticed that the strange man who was following him had no pupils, and a pair of pale eyes stared straight at him, revealing undisguised malice.
Gilan frowned and was about to ask, but the other party had already moved.
The speed is quite fast!
With a whoosh, the young man leaned over and rushed over.
The beret on his head fell behind him, but before it fell to the ground, his right arm was suddenly thrown in front of Gilan.
Woo!
With the palm of his hand crossed, Gilan had already taken a step back, narrowly avoiding the attack.
His face was expressionless and he threw out a blue fist with his backhand.
Bang!!
The opponent reacted very quickly and put his elbows together to block. The strong impact made him stagger and he was about to fall down.
But Gilan saw that this man actually stopped in mid-air at a forty-five-degree angle as if he was against gravity, and then stood up straight again.
At the same time, the young man's expression became distorted, and his white eyes became even more malicious.
He chuckled hoarsely, twisted his arms as if they were boneless, and whipped towards Gilan!
'Don't use a gun, it will alert the patrol police.'
Gilan Thoughts flashed across his mind, and his eyes were hard.
Whoosh!
The opponent's two arms took turns, Gilan turned to dodge, and took two steps back again.
Snap!
As soon as he stepped on the third step, he didn't hide anymore, but rushed forward.
His body was dexterous and flexible, and he penetrated through the gap between the opponent's arms and advanced within one meter. He raised his left hand slightly and swung his right fist horizontally, like a hammer hitting the pale face.
Bang!!
The young man tilted his head, and blood and broken teeth spurted out.
Gilan had a cold face, raised his left hand slightly in advance to catch the opponent's head, then pushed the opponent's head back, raised his right leg suddenly, and hit his face again with a knee.
Bang!!
Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the man's head fell back.
A pair of white eyes widened on his face, with a trace of doubt flashing across his face.
The next second, Gilan took action again.
He opened his bow left and right, and hit his head and throat with heavy fists continuously, making a bang-bang sound.
Two breaths, seven punches in total.
With blood dripping, the young man fell heavily on the lawn.
Phew--Pah!
Gilan loosened the blue tie tied to his right hand and shook it hard, causing blood to splash out.
"Whoever wants to harm me should die."
He looked down at the corpse on the ground indifferently and said.
It's obvious that this young man is a little weird, but judging from the way the other party started to act when they met, I'm afraid they can't ask anything, so it's better to solve it neatly.
Gilan wrung out the blood stains on his tie and was about to turn around and leave.
But at this moment, the young man's body stood up straight against gravity again, with its twisted and deformed head raised, and a hoarse and strange voice with different pitches came from its mouth:
"Human, you are pretty good. Are you interested in signing a contract with me? I can give you stronger power."
Gilan glanced at the other party.
If an ordinary person had been injured like this, he would have died long ago, but this person could still stand up and talk as if nothing had happened. He was obviously very human.
But this was not the first time he had been exposed to such supernatural events. He had encountered unkillable monsters many times in the movie world, so he was not surprised.
On the contrary, Gilan developed a slight interest in this person.
"Oh? So, you are not a human being." He said calmly. "What is that?"
"It's not important..." The man shrugged his head and said in a hoarse voice. "What's important is that I can make you stronger, and you only need to pay a small price."
Gilan raised his eyebrows.
"Become stronger?" He said coldly. "You can't even defeat me, and you dare to ask me to give you strength."
"Ho ho ho ho..."
The young man let out a scary laugh, seeming to be amused by Gilan's words.
"Arrogant, ignorant and arrogant human beings, this is just a body that I temporarily reside in. It is extremely weak and cannot exert my power at all."
"If I take action myself, squeezing you to death would be like squeezing an ant to death."
Hearing this, some conjectures flashed through Gilan's mind:
'Is this guy an evil spirit? Demon? Or something else...'
He deliberately moved and asked:
"Okay, then what's the price you mentioned?"
"Sign a contract and offer your soul. I can guarantee that your strength will be qualitatively improved... Even the so-called 'master' among humans will not be able to do anything to you."
"Even..." The young man took the twisted head with both hands, raised it suddenly, and made a clicking sound. A pair of bloody white eyes stared at his tattered face. "With my power, you can easily kill those 'masters'!"
Gilan looked startled.
Then he sighed in disappointment:
"That's it?"
He has now obtained <Branding Iron Secret Record>. As long as he practices meditation method step by step, sooner or later he will be able to step onto "Path of the Flaming Sword" and master the mysterious power.
Not to mention, he also has <White Cross Body-Forging Technique>, which is now in the second stage and is comparable to Emblem level fighter. "Master" is not far away for him.
"Human, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
When the young man heard Gilan sigh, he seemed to be humiliated, opened his torn mouth, and said coldly.
"My servant Layton Lewis paid a lot of money in order to be qualified to sign the contract. I have relaxed the conditions for you."
'It turns out to be Louis Family.' Gilan sneered secretly.
He looked at the other person.
"With this little bargaining chip, you just want to trick me into selling my soul."
Gilan suddenly took a step forward, with a ferocious expression on his face, and shouted:
"I hate it the most when people lie to me. No matter if you are a human or a ghost, just die!"
Immediately, he raised his leg and kicked the young man in the chest with a "Bone Crusher".