Become a god in the world of Cthulhu

Chapter 170 Untitled Chapters

A group of boys and girls erupted in jubilation as if their seal had suddenly been released.

While packing my schoolbags, I kept my mouth open. I made an appointment with my classmates to go home together, discussing which class has the most rigorous military training instructors. It was very lively after sweeping away the fatigued appearance after the day's military training.

Ye Feng stuffed a few books into his schoolbag, carried the schoolbag on his back and walked out of the classroom.Such a silent and alternative style is a bit incompatible with the lively atmosphere of the whole classroom, and occasionally it still attracts a few strange looks.

But he has been like this since the beginning of school, he doesn't like to talk to people, he just simply replies a few words when others talk to him, his attitude is very indifferent, after a long time, no one wants to go to him to make fun of himself.

However, teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen would never focus too much on one thing, so some of them quickly withdrew their gazes and continued to chat enthusiastically with their partners.

Ye Feng walked out of the school gate, raised his hand to check the time, it was already [-]:[-], he had to go home quickly, otherwise the man would be worried again.

"I can sense the aura of Lord God Venerable! It's within 200 meters nearby!"

Suddenly there was a somewhat abrupt voice in my mind.

Yes, Ye Feng actually does not belong to this world.

His real name is also Ye Feng, but he comes from the 21st century. He is a top member of the world's largest killer organization s12. By chance, he signed a covenant with this strange life that suddenly appeared in front of him at that time.

The overall shape of this strange life form is like a white fox, but the neck has a long and fluffy mane that is different from that of a fox, making it look cute and majestic.

At that time, I asked its name, but it hesitated and refused to say, so Ye Feng simply called it a little fox.

The little fox agreed to rescue his friend Gu Xi who was sentenced to death for betraying the organization.

In exchange, Ye Feng needs to travel through different small worlds.

His task is to protect the reincarnation of the deity that the little fox said in the small world.

To prevent the gods from degenerating into the most vicious villains in one world due to too many ordeals, the fragments of the primordial spirit are damaged, making it impossible to return to the godhead.

"Where is it?" Ye Feng asked.

In the narrow and dark alley, there are only a few windows showing faint light, and a few young people who seem to be in a hurry gather together, surrounded by smoke.

One of the teenagers was leaning against the wall, wearing a black studded jacket, his hair was dyed an extraordinarily coquettish wine red, his already fair skin looked even fairer against the backdrop of such a gorgeous hair color, a pair of sparkling and beautiful The peach blossom eyes drooped slightly at this moment.

If one ignores the hooligan aura from the inside out, this face should become the white moonlight of many girls of the same age.

People around him hooked their shoulders and formed a circle around him, but no one dared to get too close.

From the looks of it, he should be the boss of this group of people.

There was no one in the dark alley.

An Lan turned on the phone, looked at the time, and frowned impatiently, it was 25:[-].

He smoked the last cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and rolled his black sneakers on the ground, and the sporadic flames went out instantly.

A boy with yellow hair carefully glanced at his boss, who was obviously in a bad mood: "Brother Cheng, you said that kid might have heard some rumors, so let's take a detour today..."

"Wait a little longer!" An Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the entrance of the alley, and said something in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he took out a betel nut, tore open the package with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, stuffed it into his mouth, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The spirits of the few people have gradually become a little depressed. It seems that the chance of being able to bill today is not high.

Suddenly there was a sound of light footsteps in the silent alley, and several people became excited at the same time, turning their heads to look at the source of the sound.

The face of the visitor could not be seen clearly in the dark alley, only the faint moonlight was shining on the visitor, and the figure of the visitor could only be vaguely seen, thin and short.

Obviously, not the one they were waiting for.

Huang Mao licked his somewhat dry lips. Although he didn't squat down to the fat sheep, it's good to be able to make an order. It's better than returning empty-handed!
But he didn't dare to act without authorization, so he set his sights on his boss.

An Lan looked up at the person who came, chewed the betel nut in his mouth, and spat it on the ground, with a ruthless look on his face.

Although in such a dark and gloomy alley, no one could see the expression on his face clearly.

But professionalism can't be lost either!

The group of people fell silent in an instant, and their eyes fell on the visitor in tacit understanding.

Until the man came less than two meters away from them, An Lan raised her foot, and a group of punks followed her boss consciously. The black and white group showed excited expressions, and pressed against the thin figure. go.

One of Xin's long figures approached him a few steps, and stopped less than half a meter away from him. The advantage of his height made the opponent feel a little more oppressive.

Ye Feng looked up at the group of people standing in front of him, and asked the little fox in his heart: Which one?
The little fox's mood seemed a little strange, he hesitated to speak, and finally gave up on himself and said: "It's the one closest to you!"

At such a close distance, although it is still impossible to see the face of the person coming, An Lan can easily see the girl's ponytail.

An Lan showed a playful smile on her face: "Still a chick!"

He lowered his head, and said in a frivolous tone: "Jie Cai or Jie Se, you choose one!"

Hiss, the little fox covered his face with this kind of scumbag temperament rushing towards his face, so he couldn't see it.

The younger brothers behind him couldn't help silently praising their boss in their hearts. He is indeed a person who can be the boss. Look at this aura, it's true, or it's different from ordinary punks like them.

This chick must be trembling with fright now, and then she will obediently hand over all the money on her body.

Obviously, there is no suspense about the direction of the story now. Tonight's harvest depends on their luck, whether the lamb they caught is fat enough or not!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help rubbing their hands excitedly, and continued to watch the show. After all, she was just a chick, and there was no need for the brothers to do anything, just watch the boss operate.

In the darkness, the girl's voice seemed to be lowered deliberately: "Let's steal the money!"

This answer is indeed correct for the plot, but it doesn't feel right.

An Lan was very uncomfortable with this strange feeling, but what could go wrong with a chick.

Forget it, forget it, let's talk about the money first.

It's just that the other party didn't seem to intend to pay, and before An Lan could make any further threats, he heard the other party add a sentence slowly.

"After all, the hues of you people are really nothing to rob!"

The tone of voice seemed to have a strong sense of helplessness, full of irony.

An Lan stood up straight and put away the smile on her face.

Huang Mao seemed to realize that it was time to show his loyalty, and immediately stood up to argue for his boss: "Who the hell are you talking about? Do you have any insight? Let's forget about us. Brother Cheng is a high school grass!"

On the side, a not-so-tall Cun Tou hurriedly pulled Huang Mao: "Aren't you a school bully?"

Before Huang Mao answered, someone received it again: "Hey! This is because you don't know how to do it. Our boss can't be the double title of school bully and school grass!"

The topic was gradually taken sideways and out of control.

"Hey, let alone, this chick is quite courageous, dare to talk to Brother Cheng like that, tsk tsk, she's a little curious about what she looks like."

"Turn on a flashlight and see..."

"Shut up!" An Lan turned her head and snorted, is this the time to talk about this?

An Lan looked at the other party with a sinister look on her face: "It seems that you don't want to obediently pay the money!"

The little fox began to wonder if his perception function was wrong. Is this really his god?But at this time, it is not worried about Ye Feng's situation. Even if the changed body may be weaker now, the strength of the King of Killers is not underestimated. Dealing with these little guys is a piece of cake!
Who knows who turned on the flashlight quietly, and is slowly lifting the phone up, trying to see what the other person looks like.

In the darkness, something flew over quickly for no reason, and before everyone could react, they saw the lifted mobile phone draw an arc in the air, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

There was an extremely shrill scream from the crowd.

"Ahhh! Who did it, who did it, my iPhone 10 promax, woohoo, it took me three months of savings to buy it..."

An Lan narrowed her eyes slightly. The prey she met today seemed a bit tricky, and she clearly realized that the other party would not obediently pay the money, but how could the lamb that fell into her hands be let go like this.

Moreover, if such a crazy chick dared to step on his face and yell, he should be taught a lesson.

What An Lan didn't know was that he would understand later what it meant to really step on his face.

He spat the betel nut in his mouth onto the ground, and rolled up his sleeves.

After a set of operations, the main focus is a crazy cool.

The little fox had lost his eyesight to look any further, so he just begged Ye Feng not to strike too hard later, so as not to beat people to death.

Oh, why doesn't it feel sorry for its own god?Whoever loves such a godly lord will want it, it has completely rebelled.

At this moment, the little brothers behind him finally sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and tacitly prepared for a fierce battle.

Ye Feng pulled up the hood on the sweater, and the fierce fist pierced the air. Accompanied by the dull sound of fists and feet hitting the flesh, the wailing sound suddenly became one.

As the boss of this group of gangsters, An Lan still has some strength. Although she doesn't have any skills, she has real brute force, but she only lasted a few more rounds than others, and was kicked in the end Hit his stomach and fell heavily to the ground.

An Lan heard the sound of shoes stepping on the ground, and got closer and closer to her.

"What's your name!" Ye Feng asked condescendingly, leaning over slightly.

An Lan struggled to remember, but the girl stepped on his chest. What was even more humiliating was that he couldn't break free at all, and couldn't help cursing: "You step on the horse..."

Tsk tsk, seeing An Lan's look of anger, hatred, shame, but helplessness, Ye Feng felt a little bit of joy inexplicably.

But the business must not be forgotten!

"What's your name?" Ye Feng rolled down with one foot, and asked again.

The little fox bit his finger, looked at the scene in front of him, and felt that something was weird,

The tight pain in the chest combined with the suffocated breathing made An Lan's face turn pale, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

An Lan didn't know what she was thinking, but she was lucky that she was still riding a horse at this moment. This woman was wearing sneakers, so she wouldn't break her ribs when she stepped off.

He clenched his teeth and spit out two words: "An Lan!"

"In the future, don't do this kind of thing again!" The girl's hoarse voice sounded from above.

The pressure on his chest suddenly disappeared, and An Lan felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.

His mind is now full of thoughts that he was too careless this time, and he suffered such a big loss because he didn't defend against such a little girl's film.

The hostility in his heart almost drowned his whole body.

He must find out who this person is, the one who stepped on the horse. If he doesn't take revenge, he will write the word An Lan backwards in the future.

He didn't pay attention to what the girl told him before leaving.

Before this weird and violent girl left, the little brothers on the ground were still rolling all over the ground in pain, although I'm not sure if there is any part of acting.

After all, given the disparity in strength, no one would like to be beaten for nothing.

No one could see that a petite figure moved as swiftly as a ghost, and disappeared at the end of the alley in a short while.

At this time, Song Mei, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for her daughter to come back, was absent-mindedly hooking the sweater in her hand, why Xiaoxiao hasn't come back so late, no, he will pick up Xiaoxiao tomorrow for her evening self-study no matter what.

A few stitches were wrongly hooked, Song Mei sighed, and had to unhook them again.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the slightly cold night wind instantly poured into the room.

When Song Mei saw her daughter coming back, she threw down the half-crocheted sweater and greeted her happily, her gentle and concerned tone even tinged with flattery.

"Xiaoxiao, you're back! Tired, hungry?"

He looked at the heavy schoolbag on his daughter's back and wanted to help her take it off, but before he put his hands on her shoulders, Ye Feng avoided her without a trace.

Song Mei had no choice but to put down her hands embarrassingly.

Ye Feng noticed the loss of the woman, looked into his eyes, and replied seriously: "I'm not hungry, the teacher is late today, so I'm coming back late!"

It was rare for her daughter to explain so much to herself, and Song Mei became happy again, but she didn't know what to say, so she kept saying, "Good! Good! Good!"

Ye Feng couldn't stand such eager eyes, so he took a few steps forward, staggering his gaze.

"I... go to rest first!"

After finishing speaking, he returned to his bedroom without looking back.

Ye Feng touched his numb arms, legs and feet, and sighed. The original body's physical condition was so poor that it seemed a bit difficult to deal with a few punks who didn't have any fighting skills.

The bedroom is not big, and some old walls are mottled yellow. Ye Feng sat down on the wooden chair in front of the table, turned on the lamp on the table, and started to do homework.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng put all his homework into his schoolbag, turned off the lamp, and lay down on the bed.

"what happened to you?"

Sensing that the little guy in his mind seemed to be unusually silent today, it was rare for Ye Feng to take the initiative to ask.

"I found Lord God!" The little guy's tone sounded a little listless.

He knows about this, it's the one named An Lan, Ye Feng thought for a while and replied, "Then, congratulations?"

(End of this chapter)