Bai Ye stopped and waited for the effort.

Waiting for the visitor to approach.

Soon, someone appeared within Bai Ye's realization.

But unexpectedly.

It was not that Bai Ye judged based on his voice that a group of people were running wildly and running away.

It was just a person who appeared.

It's not that he has many hands and feet, so he runs in a mess and rushing way.

But an ordinary person with a terrified expression on his face.

His face turned strangely pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

I was wearing a more common suit and my coat had been taken off and I don’t know where I threw it.

The white shirt is completely wet and fits on the body.

A big belly appears.

This is a typical British middle-aged man, why is it typical?

Because of baldness, the Mediterranean.

If you are approaching middle-aged, you don’t have baldness or your hairline, are you still a British man?

The standard "British Middle-aged" ran over and saw Bai Ye, and his eyes burst into surprise.

I wanted to say something, but my breathing became chaotic as my mouth moved.

He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The man immediately shut up and could only move with great difficulty. He didn't know what he meant, so he ran past Bai Ye.

"Brother, what are you running?"

Bai Ye asked behind the man.

Without an answer, the man's back quickly disappeared from sight.

What also disappeared was the rushing and confusing sound of footsteps.

Bai Ye thought about it and simply leaned on the wall, his body tilted slightly, and he did not continue to investigate.

There is no intention of chasing.

After about five minutes, another sound of footsteps came.

The man who had just run away reappeared in Bai Ye's sight.

It looks a little tired than just now.

Sweat stayed from his forehead like running water, and his eyes narrowed from time to time.

My body leaned forward slightly, and my running movements were staggering.

Almost used the body's inertia and gravity to force yourself forward.

Bai Ye could even imagine that what he breathed in at this moment was probably not "air".

But a bunch of "fire".

Obviously it can't last for too long.

The one here cannot last for too long, not that the man will stop.

Instead, it means that a man will run like this and will exhaust himself to death.

His eyes were already insensitive.

He glanced at Bai Ye, as if he had swept through the unchanging scene around him, and the man did not have any extra movements.

Continue to stagger forward.

This time, Bai Ye did not stay where he was.

Instead, he followed the man and ran beside him.

At this moment, the rapid footsteps that Bai Ye heard suddenly became clear and smelled.

It seems to be right behind him!

Bai Ye maintained his original speed, turned his head and looked back and directly twisted the 180-degree type.

Just the "bald middle-aged man" looked straight ahead with a numb gaze.

Otherwise, Bai Ye would probably be scared to death.

"Oh, so many people."

Bai Ye whispered.

In his sight, there was not nothing behind him and the middle-aged man running side by side.

Instead, there was a large group of people following.

These people wear modern clothes, but their "looking" gives people a strange sense of incongruity.

If you look closely, you will find that whether it is a hat, hairstyle, or beard, it is relatively retro.

It seems to be a Victorian costume.

Or, their heads were replaced!

These people all ran behind Bai Ye with expressionless faces.

I don’t know if it was to escape together or to pursue the middle-aged man not far away in front of me.

If you want to know the answer, just experiment.

Bai Ye suddenly reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man, allowing him to stop.

He bounced his fingers and entered his mouth with a pill.

The middle-aged man's body, which had run out of oil and was exhausted, quickly recovered.

It was like a dry pool of water was re-injected into a clear spring.

"What are you doing!"

After a moment of stammering, the man screamed with a look of terror.

"I'm going to see what happens."

Bai Ye said with a relaxed look on his face.

As the two stopped, the group of people behind them also stopped.

Like a dead person, he had no expression or blinking his head, staring at Bai Ye and the middle-aged man.

A primitive feeling of fear rose.

The feeling of coldness, numbness and weak hands and feet is coming.

If Bai Ye hadn't grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder, he would have fallen to the ground.

Bai Ye was looking at the strangeness in front of him.

With an interesting look.

This is very powerful, it's a bit interesting.

In terms of strength and strength, it is definitely not as good as the "double-faced ghost carving" on Bai Ye's hand.

Bai Ye also saw a lot of strange things when he was arrested.

The double-faced ghost sculpture is still the strongest.

But in terms of the degree of strangeness, the one in front of you is only more than the two-sided ghost sculpture.

At some point, a strange elf ball had already been suspended in Bai Ye's palm.

The wild monster jumped out!

Your choice is to fight?

"My name is Randall Perrik!"

At this time, the man who was grabbed by Bai Ye suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hmm?" Bai Ye looked at him inexplicably.

Why did you suddenly introduce yourself?

Are British people so gentlemen?

No, shouldn’t we start with “the weather is good today” in general chat?

"If you're not dead, go," Perrick almost roared, and he said an address, "Go there, find Hank Harold and tell him, I love him!"

“…”
To be continued...