bdsm-fiction Chapter 141 Gray River Monster
Chapter 141 Gray River Monster
Shen He followed Mike's footsteps and walked further and further away.
At first, there were still many pedestrians around, but as they kept moving forward.
The crowd gradually disappeared without a trace.
"Sir, please go a little further. You will see the Primitive Bar when you turn the corner."
Mike smiled flatteringly and pointed to the street corner ahead.
Shen He didn't seem to notice anything unusual and continued to move forward without hesitation.
His eyes were fixed straight ahead, as if he was unaware of the changes around him.
Seeing this, Mike was secretly happy and silently fell behind Shen He.
When Shen He reached the corner, Mike quietly moved to the wall, reached out and grabbed a rusty iron pipe about half a meter long and as thick as his arm from the pile of tattered garbage.
The pipe was covered with rust and there were traces of dark red blood on it.
If you smell it carefully, you will smell a pungent smell - it is a horrible smell composed of rust, blood and decay.
Mike held the iron pipe tightly and tiptoed towards Shen He.
Every step he took was extremely cautious, for fear of making the slightest sound and alerting the other party.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
"It's a dead end ahead."
Shen He saw the scene after turning the corner.
Inside was a dead end alley filled with trash cans.
A sour and smell kept coming out from the garbage dump.
"Of course it's a dead end, or your grave!"
Mike stepped forward quickly.
He swung the steel pipe and smashed it on Shen He's head.
Mike's face was grim, and his eyes revealed a hint of madness.
He swung the rusty steel pipe, making a sound of breaking wind.
He hit Shen He's back of the head hard.
The attack was so powerful that it seemed to smash Shen He's head to pieces.
Even Mike himself held his breath.
It seemed that the fatal blow was about to fall on Shen He's head.
However, just as the steel pipe was about to hit.
The unthinkable happened...
Shen He's body was like an illusion.
It turned directly into a pool of water and quickly flowed to the ground.
Mike looked at the steel pipe in his hand in astonishment and stood there in disbelief.
He originally thought that this attack would be successful, but he did not expect such a strange situation to occur.
The puddle of water spread on the ground, as if mocking his ignorance and futility.
About a second later, the puddle of water on the ground condensed into a human shape again.
"I've given you a chance. If you just take me to the Primitive Bar, I won't make things difficult for you."
Shen He said with regret.
"Eye of God?"
"Elemental power?"
Mike uttered the two nouns fearfully.
What just happened to Shen He could only happen to the owner of the Eye of God.
Done!
This time we've run into a tough guy!
"Just wait, what's so great about the Eye of God?" Mike looked around.
Mike held the steel pipe nervously, with a determined look in his eyes, and threw the steel pipe in his hand towards Shen He's face.
He then turned and ran, hoping to escape from this dangerous situation.
However, Shen He's reaction was extremely quick.
He easily dodged the flying steel pipe by moving sideways.
The steel pipe hit the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
A tentacle made entirely of water suddenly appeared from behind.
It came later and pierced Mike's body like lightning.
Mike let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground.
"You asked for it."
Shen He walked past Mike's body.
Then continue walking towards the Caveman Bar.
This incident was just a small episode.
Shen He killed a scumbag with ease.
It can also be regarded as a contribution to the public security of Fontainebleau.
Shen He didn't know it was not long after he left.
In a dark corner, a corpse lay quietly.
Suddenly, a monster the size of a calf appeared quietly.
Its body was shrouded in shadow, with only its green eyes flashing an eerie light.
The monster slowly approached the corpse, its footsteps so light that they were almost inaudible.
It lowered its head and tore the corpse with its sharp teeth, swallowing it bite by bite.
Blood flowed from the corpse, forming a pool of dark red blood.
"Roar?"
After eating, the monster licked his lips with satisfaction, and a somewhat terrifying snoring sound came from between his lips and teeth.
It looked in the direction Shen He left.
Some shrank their heads in fear.
Then he turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Its figure gradually disappeared, leaving only a shocking pool of blood, as if telling the horrific scene that had just happened.
From beginning to end, no one has ever seen its figure.
It's like it doesn't exist.
Appeared like a ghost and disappeared like a ghost.
Just like Mike’s disappearance, it was not until a few days later that people who knew Mike realized that Mike had not appeared for several days.
No one would notice it in Gray River.
Such inexplicable disappearances happen almost every day here.
Shen He quickly put Mike's matter behind him.
Because Shen He came to a building.
This is an unremarkable bar with a wooden sign that is more than half decayed, as if it has lost its former glory in the erosion of time.
Before getting close, a strong smell of cheap alcohol hit my nose, making me frown.
The bar looks simple and dilapidated, and the peeling paint on the walls reveals the signs of time.
The glass on the window was a little blurry, as if covered by dust and smoke, making it impossible to see the scene inside clearly.
A dim light bulb hung above the porch, emitting a faint light, as if struggling weakly to provide a little illumination.
"Is this here?"
Shen He raised his head and looked upwards.
“The original... bar.”
I don’t know what happened, but the “人” character in the middle has disappeared.
Although he hadn't gotten close yet, Shen He had already heard the noisy noise.
"It's a good choice for the Fatui to use this place as their meeting place."
Shen He walked towards the Primitive Bar step by step.
Follow the information given by Villette.
Every time, the servant Alechino would come here for a long time.
I will stay here at least until the early morning of the next day before leaving.
Shen He was very curious about what kind of connection it was.
Will it take so long?
It needs to last for one night and leave the next day.
Why does it feel like something inappropriate for children?
Of course.
It is definitely impossible.
However, there is no need to overthink it now.
The Primitive Bar is right in front of us, and Arlecchino is inside.
Just go and see it for yourself.
He would soon have his answer.