I don’t know how many black rats are, but looking at the black crowd, I guess there are not a hundred or eighty.

Because there are many black rats, there are also obvious traces where they walk. I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight to shine on the ground, following the traces of the black rats walking by.

My speed was much faster than the black rat group. When I caught up with me and approached for nearly seven or eight minutes, I looked up and happened to see the black rat group crawling in front.

Looking up and looking around, I found that I am now in a forest. Huashi Street is not the city center, but is located in a remote location. The area is a bungalow area that has been demolished and demolished halfway. It is not very rare to have woods in this kind of place.

Since I was following the black rat group, I was not in a hurry. I turned off the flashlight and carefully followed the black rat group and walked in an unknown direction.

I walked ahead for about three or four minutes again. The harsh sound was getting closer and closer to me, and the steps under my feet couldn't help but slowly stop.

The crawling movement of the black rat group slowed down a lot at this time. I looked closely and found that the team of the black rat group began to change.

The original group of black rats was facing straight lines, one followed by the other to form a long line, but now their team began to draw circles on the ground with the Rat King as the center.

I was really shocked to see the changes in the group of black rats.

These black rats are definitely not simple mice. If they were simple mice, they would not have such a high IQ!

I guess these mice were probably raised by people.

With this idea, I became more careful. The black rat group changed and I didn’t dare to continue to follow, but secretly hid behind a big tree.

There is a moon tonight, and through the moonlight I can see clearly the changes of the group of black rats.

After waiting for hundreds of black rats to form a circle with the Rat King as the center, the group of black rats stopped and stood quietly in the woods.

I frowned, a little confused about what these mice were going to do.

However, at this moment, I suddenly found a person slowly walking over not far ahead.

Under the moonlight, I saw the man wearing a ripped jeans on his lower body and a pink shirt on his upper body, while a hat on his head.

The color of the hat is green, the brim is pressed very low, and you can't see the appearance clearly.

I think this person's taste is a bit unusual. He wears a cuckold so casually, so he guesses he is the first person.

I didn't think about these unimportant things carefully because I found that the man was holding two black stones in his hand. I didn't know what the stone was, but when the two stones collided, they made a harsh sound.

The sound was like the sound of metal collision. After listening to it, I could tell that the sound was the sound of controlling the group of black rats!

Thinking of this, I was shocked.

The person who raised the black rats was not Yan Yang Ling, but the person in front of him. So why did these black rats go to Yan Yang Ling’s house?

I began to feel worried for Yan Yangling, thinking that Mutou would not have any accidents, right?

Judging from the figure of the man, he should be a young man. He knocked on two stones slightly. The harsh sound rang again, and the group of black rats began to move again.

The black rat, centered on the Rat King, quickly ran behind the young man and arranged in a regular order of five.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but complain. He was very well trained and was about to catch up with the army.

The thoughts flashed through my mind, and then I couldn't laugh because I found that the young man seemed to have discovered me.

"Friend, since you are here, then come out. What is the purpose of hiding?"

Sure enough, the young man discovered me.

But what surprised me was how could the young man's voice be so weird?

This weirdness is not to be unpleasant, but I feel that his voice is like the voice of a woman, and his voice is particularly delicate when he speaks.

Could it be that this guy is not a man, but a woman?

I shook my head vigorously, threw away my distracting thoughts, and walked out from behind the big tree.

To be honest, I am quite nervous now. I was just trying to come to find Mutou, but who knew that I had encountered this incident.

The most troublesome thing is that I still don’t know if this guy who raises black rats is an enemy or a friend.

If it is an enemy, I asked myself that the skill of this three-legged cat is a bit sluggish, not to mention that there are more than a hundred black rats?

As for my friend, I think it's a bit impossible, because I've never seen this guy before, how could I have something to do with him?

When I walked out of the big tree, I couldn't help but put my hand in my pocket and held the two darts.

Seeing me come out, the young man smiled and didn't say much. The hundreds of black rats were standing there in a proper manner at this time.

I walked two or three steps forward, and kept the distance from the man five meters away, then I looked up and looked at him.

As soon as I looked up at him, I regretted it.

Originally, I thought that this person was cuckolded and his taste must be unique. But now I don’t have this idea at all. It’s a compliment to this person by saying that he has a unique taste. Now I only have two words to describe him.

Neuropathy, pervert!

Because of the close distance, I can fully see his appearance through the moonlight.

The man was wearing men's ripped jeans on his lower body, but he was wearing a ladies' sandals under his feet. He was wearing a pink shirt on his upper body, but the shirt was obviously a lady's one, with Hello Kitty's pattern printed on it.

What I want to vomit most is his appearance. This guy's face is obviously not his face, or his body is not his body. An old lady in her 80s may have seen it. At this moment, this man looks like an old lady in her 80s. Her wrinkles on her face are as deep as a knife, and her deep eyes reveal a chilling fear.

The body of a young man and the face of an old man!

I don't know how this guy became like this, but I know that this guy is definitely not a good person. If Fang wanted to be here, he would probably be unable to help but rush up and beat this guy up.

I suppressed the feeling of vomiting in my heart, frowned and asked at him: Who are you and why are you here?

"I'm here to find Yan Yangling, I'm his friend." I don't know how to describe this person, I can only call him a monster.

After hearing the monster's words, I was stunned and asked: Are you a friend of Yan Yangling?

I think this is a bit incredible. Yan Yangling is as unspeakable as Mutou. How could he be friends with such a weirdo?

The monster nodded and said to me: Who are you?

The voice of this monster is a woman's voice, which is completely inconsistent with his appearance and figure. This is not surprising. In my opinion, there is no normal place on him at all.

I said, I am also a friend of Yan Yangling. Then I asked him back: Since he is your friend of Yan Yangling, why haven’t he heard of you?

The monster chuckled twice and said: If you have a friend like me, will you tell me about it?

After hearing the monster's words, I choked.

"Since you are also a friend of Yan Yangling, you must know where he is, right?" the monster suddenly asked me.

I frowned and shook my head and said: I haven't seen him for a long time. I want to come and see him today but find that there is no one in his house.

The monster was silent for a moment and said to me: Yanyang Ling is very dangerous now. If you see him, let him hide quickly. Now there are many people who want to kill him.

I looked at the monster in shock and said in surprise: Someone wants to kill Yanyang Ling?

"Yes, many people want to kill him now." The monster nodded his head and said to me: "He asked me to help some time ago. When I arrived today, I found that he was no longer there. I think he has already escaped now."

I was still full of disbelief and could not imagine that the guy from Mu would attract many people to hunt him down.

"Why do they want to kill Yanyang Ling?" I asked.

The monster shook his head and said: I don’t know what the specific situation is. I just came here not long ago. I knew that the Corpse Rat King met you before. I thought you were also going to kill Yanyang Ling, but I found that you didn’t do anything at all, so I suspect that you may not be an enemy. As for what the people who killed Yanyang Ling were for, I think they might want to steal something from Yanyang Ling.

"Snatch what he is on? What can he have?" I asked with a frown.

The monster shook his head, obviously he didn't know what was going on.

"You and Yan Yangling are friends. If he comes to you, tell me that it is too dangerous for him to be alone." The monster said to me.

I was very confused now, so I had to nod my head and deal with him.

Finally, the monster waved at me and said, "I have something to do and I'm leaving first." If I have news about Yan Yang Ling, I will notify you as soon as possible."

After saying that, the monster turned around and left the woods by stepping on the lady's sandwich. The group of black rats behind him lined up and followed him, and disappeared from my sight in a blink of an eye.

I didn't continue to stay in the woods and returned directly to Feishi Street.

Standing at the door of Yanyang Ling's house, I looked at the fruit on the ground, sighed and lifted the fruit again.

I don't know what happened to that guy Mutou. I can't believe all the monster's words just now, nor can I refuse to believe it.

The monster said that he was Yan Yangling's friend, and I still feel it's a bit nonsense until now.

The monster is inappropriate and is completely abnormal. Yan Yangling has no reason to become friends with him.

As for the monster's statement that someone wants to kill Yan Yangling, I'm a little confused and don't know if this matter is true or false.

Thinking of this, my eyes lit up and immediately took out my cell phone and found the word "wood" in the address book, and then dialed it over.

When Mutou saved me some time ago, I left his mobile phone number and had never contacted me. This time it came in handy.

What made me feel disappointed was that when I dialed out, I prompted that the user you called was not in the service area.

When I heard this, my heart suddenly sank, and I felt that the guy from Wood might be really in danger.

Sighing, I lit a cigarette and put it in my mouth, reached out and lifted the fruit bag.

I was about to walk back with the fruit bag, but I found that there was a note in the fruit bag.#########
Chapter completed!