Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

This place will be demolished sooner or later, and I'm sure many people will make a fortune by then.

She sighed and continued walking forward, when she suddenly heard sobbing sounds coming from the dark streets.

The white wolf stopped, his ears twitching slightly, and he listened attentively.

There must be some street thugs who blocked the victim in the alley. She had beaten up quite a few thugs during her time with Penguin Logistics in the past few days, so she guessed the situation immediately.

When she went to the association, she put her improvised fruit knife and other items in the car and asked the angel to take them back. Now she was unarmed. However, this didn't seem to be a problem. There was no need to use any weapons to deal with a few hooligans.

She walked quickly into the alley, her eyes quickly adapting to the darkness around her. As expected, in the corner of the alley, four street thugs were surrounding two ordinary people.

The older youth was knocked to the ground by the thugs and seemed to have fainted. The younger girl was leaning against the wall, hugging her legs and crying.

Volume 3: Chapter 36 Old Street I

The security in the city is still not that good, White Wolf muttered to himself, picking up a stone from the ground and throwing it at a gangster's head.

The man who was hit screamed, covered his head, and looked around in panic. When he saw the thin figure walking in the darkness, he felt relieved, glared at the white wolf fiercely, and called out to his companions behind him:

"Brothers, I didn't expect there would be someone meddling in other people's business. #龙门污口#, come on."

After he finished speaking, he rushed forward first. Bai Lang stood still and waited for the enemy to rush towards him with his fists swinging. Then he suddenly turned sideways, flashed behind the enemy, raised his right arm, and hit the enemy's back hard with his elbow.

Under the effect of inertia, the man flew up and fell heavily to the ground, with his face hitting the ground more than three meters away.

The second person who rushed to her was frightened by the scene just now and hesitated to take action.

Bai Lang had seen through the bullies' nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. She kicked them in the stomach with a blank expression. The next moment, the enemy lay on the ground with his body bent like a shrimp, holding his stomach and screaming. Street hooligans had no chance of winning against a formally trained swordsman like her. The gap between the two was too big.

The remaining two people had already realized that the person who came was a tough guy. They looked at each other in panic and ran away. The white wolf was too lazy to chase them.

She walked around the fainted young man and came to the anxious girl in the corner. She bent down and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid. I'm just passing by to help you. Who is that man to you?"

"My brother, we passed by here and met those bad guys. My brother..." said Miss Rupert and started crying again.

"Okay, okay, your brother just fainted. Come with me, I'll take you to find a doctor."

"Thank you, sister." The girl blushed, "I, I can't stand up, can you give me a hand?"

"of course can."

White Wolf---extended his hand in a friendly manner.

At the moment when she was about to hold the girl's hand, she accidentally saw the other person's eyes, and her lowered eyes were filled with malicious light.

She immediately realized that something was wrong and tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too late. The weak girl in front of her raised her face and with a weird smile, she thrust the dagger towards the white wolf's heart like a storm.

Bai Lang turned around suddenly, causing the dagger to miss her vital parts. As a result, her left arm was pierced directly. The piercing pain spread throughout her body. Before she could fight back, she heard the sound of breaking wind behind her again.

The pretending unconscious Rupert had gotten up at some point and punched the White Wolf on the back, the tip of his fist was covered with gleaming blades.

The White Wolf instinctively rolled to the left to dodge. She crouched down, pulled out the bloody dagger, held it tightly in her right hand, and looked at the enemy vigilantly.

Rupert, who had been pretending to be unconscious, was now standing in front of her. He licked the blade in his hand and laughed strangely:

"I was wondering how an ordinary person could be with Penguin Logistics. Your boxing skills are very powerful, but now one of your arms is broken. Just admit defeat and I might even show mercy and let you die."

As he spoke, several figures in black clothes and black hats appeared again in the darkness. They must have been lying in ambush nearby. They formed a circle around the white wolf. The two hooligans lying on the ground were so frightened by the scene that they pretended to be dead and lay on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Bai Lang tried to clench her left hand, and with waves of pain, she felt some slippery liquid, which was her own blood. At this moment, the blood from the wound on her left arm was flowing down her arm, flowing through her left hand, and dripping onto the ground.

"why?"

She had already thought of what happened that night, but she still asked deliberately while secretly observing her surroundings.

The leading young man did not answer the question immediately. He stared at Bai Lang's left hand in fascination, watching drops of blood splatter on the ground. He sighed to himself, "What a pity! Since it is Lord Scar's decision, there is nothing we can do." He raised his head and looked at Bai Lang arrogantly, "Miss, you won't forget that night, Lord Scar is the new king of the Lungmen Underground. You did something you shouldn't have done, and you can only use death as compensation."

"That's right, it's your honor to have Brother Dao do it himself." A man in black added flatteringly.

"So it's you guys." White Wolf suddenly smiled, "I remember now, but it seems you're still a little short of killing me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly rushed towards the gap between the men in black on the left.

The men in black had already been highly alert. Upon seeing the situation, they immediately drew out their daggers and stood in front to block the way. The leader, Xiaodao, followed leisurely behind. He was not in a hurry at all. Although the number of people they brought this time was not large, each one of them was an elite. No matter which direction White Wolf escaped from, there would be at least two people blocking her path. What's more, White Wolf's injuries were definitely not light.

Sure enough, after Bai Lang ran a few steps, she saw several men in black blocking her way. Although this was within her expectations, she was still a little surprised by the enemy's reaction speed.

The surprise only lasted for a moment. The next moment, she frantically used the Originium technique. The absolute high temperature instantly covered the dagger made of crude material. She threw the dagger forward violently. The red dagger disintegrated into liquid iron beads in the air and shot towards the blocking enemy like a bullet.

Several blockers immediately fell to the ground with screams. The places where they were hit by the iron balls emitted white smoke and a strange smell mixed with iron, blood and burnt feathers.

White Wolf took this opportunity to rush into the alley, and the man in black behind her immediately chased after her. White Wolf covered her left arm, kept changing lanes, and ran in narrow and cramped places. This dark environment was naturally suitable for Rupert's activities. However, most of the people chasing her were also Rupert.

Relying on her speed advantage, she gradually put some distance between herself and the enemy and finally had time to catch her breath.

She dodged into the corner of an alley and hurriedly began to check the wound. The situation was not good. The continuous and intense exercise could not stop the bleeding of the wound.

She sat down against the wall, gestured at her pants, and then tore them hard, turning the clothes on her right leg into an irregular shorts style. She then quickly tore the clothes into strips, and with the help of her teeth and right hand, she applied emergency bandage to the wound with professional techniques.

After the bandage was done, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes couldn't help but shift to the half of her exposed thigh. She had always dressed conservatively, so she felt very awkward suddenly seeing herself like this, but at this critical moment, she seemed unable to care so much.

Volume 3: Chapter 37 Old Street II

Although the prey had escaped, Xiaodao was not in a hurry. He knew that Lupert was seriously injured and his condition would only get worse with constant movement. He just had to follow the blood trail, like a cat playing with mouse, and wait for the prey to weaken itself before delivering a fatal blow.

Bai Lang only sat down to rest for two minutes before she saw the mafia searching the streets. She stood up in a hurry and suddenly felt dizzy. Fortunately, she held onto the wall behind her, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground.

Damn it! She whispered to herself. Losing too much blood in a short period of time really caused her to feel weak and dizzy. She had to find a way to save her energy. Running around in this maze-like dark street would only make the situation worse.

Before the enemy arrived, Bai Lang quickly glanced around and saw a two-meter-wide and one-meter-high blue trash can right in front of her. She quickly walked to the large trash can, opened the lid, sniffed it, and closed it again with a pale face.

It was impossible to hide in there, not in this lifetime. The stench of moldy and fermented garbage that had been there for who knows how many days was enough to knock her down.

She could only make a gamble, a gamble on predicting other people's predictions. She put the bloody bandages she used to bandage her wounds next to the trash can, deliberately exposing a little bit so that it could be seen by others. Then she stepped back and pressed against the wall at the corner, listening to the approaching footsteps and holding her breath.

near, near.

The mafia near the corner also realized that this kind of place was rather dangerous, so he slowed down his pace and searched carefully with great concentration. He saw the huge trash can from the side, and carefully noticed the blood-stained cloth that was blocked. He immediately guessed that the target was covering his tracks or hiding in the trash can?

They are indeed people who live in the sunshine. Do they think they can just hide in the trash can? Which of them who hang out in the streets of Longmen has not been to a dirtier place?

He aimed his crossbow at the trash can and moved closer step by step. This was a high-end product brought from Syracuse. It took two hands to fire the crossbow. The arrow could penetrate a 5 mm steel plate instantly. As long as Rupert made any unusual movement, he would pull the trigger immediately.

He had already thought about the scene the next morning, when a resident would come down to open the trash can, see a dead body inside and scream, and the blood in his body began to boil.

No, behind you!

The moment he turned the corner, he suddenly realized this, but it was too late.

Something flashed in the darkness, stuck to his back, and pulled out the dagger at his waist in a flash. He wanted to shout loudly to his accomplices, but all the strength in his body was drained away from his throat which was suddenly cut, and he fell limply into the arms of the White Wolf.

Bai Lang gently held the corpse to avoid making too much noise. She carefully opened the trash can, suppressed her nausea, and threw the thing in her arms in.

Then she sat down on the ground, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily. She found that she had underestimated her weak state.

A simple raid and the aftermath made her exhausted. There was absolutely no way she could engage in direct close combat with the enemy in this situation. She sat on the ground to rest for a long time before she began to check the spoils.

A dagger and a crossbow more than two feet long, these two things gave her a means of self-defense. Although she seldom touched the crossbow as a weapon, she had studied it with Sasha for a period of time during the Reunion Movement and learned a lot of skills, which now came in handy.

The buildings in the old streets and alleys are generally not tall. Bai Lang found a dilapidated three-story building, estimated her physical strength, then gritted her teeth, and climbed to the top of the building with the help of pipes and balconies. This task, which usually only required a few jumps and a few seconds to complete, now took her five minutes.

After reaching the roof, she endured the dizziness brought by the intense exercise and bent over to rest for a while. When she felt better, she looked around and found a position with an excellent view at the edge of the building. Then she lay down and moved the crossbow in front of her.

She recalled the method Sasha taught her, closed her eyes, stretched her hand forward, and felt the wind direction. The wind was not strong tonight. Only a weak easterly wind was affected by the heat island circulation, blowing towards the central area of ​​the city.

The impact on medium and short-range sniping is negligible, she thought, then she strung the crossbow, aimed at the wall in an empty corner nearby and shot an arrow. The arrow landed in almost the same direction as she was aiming, but a little lower.

It's OK. She breathed a sigh of relief, rewound the crossbow, and began to observe her surroundings.

Although it was just a three-story building, it provided a relatively good field of vision. From her position, she could see three searching mafia gangs at the same time. However, the distance was far, and the crossbow could not cause effective damage.

The panic she had felt when running around in the dark was dispelled a lot, and she suddenly thought that she should call the police. However, calling in the dark night would be like telling everyone "I'm here", so it would be better to wait, at least until the nearby mafia left and it was safe before calling the police.

A mafia gangster followed the bloodstains on the ground and moved forward until he reached the trash can at the corner. White Wolf aimed his crossbow at the back of the gangster's head from the rooftop, and slowly adjusted the crosshairs along the black-clad man's moving trajectory.

If this person walked over directly, Bailang would not act rashly, but this guy, like the previous person, stared at the trash can and approached step by step. If the other party opened the trash can, he would definitely see the body. Why do these mafia gangs have a problem with the trash can?

The man in black walked to a place five steps away from the trash can and suddenly stopped. Then he moved left and right as if he was trying to avoid something. At the same time, he used his crossbow to shoot frantically at the trash can. With the sound of puffing, holes were shot in the trash can one after another, and soon red liquid flowed out of these holes.

The man in black, who had made a big fuss, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the flowing blood. He boldly threw the crossbow aside and walked to the trash can.

Thank God, he finally stopped jumping, White Wolf thought. After all, her crossbow skills were not up to the level of attacking high-speed moving targets. Seeing the enemy stop, she decisively pulled the trigger.

As soon as the man in black opened the lid of the trash can, he was hit by an arrow in the back of the head. He fell headfirst into the trash can with half of his body left outside. The lid of the trash can closed automatically, pressing on the waist of the corpse, as if the box had become a spirit and was eating a man halfway. It was extremely scary in the middle of the night.

May God bless you and give you peace in the afterlife. White Wolf muttered a prayer that he had heard from somewhere, and rewound his crossbow again. He did not look at the man-eating box, but continued to stare at the street calmly.

I suddenly wanted to add another chapter today(^o^)/~

Volume 3: Chapter 38 Old Street III

The second mafia gang member who approached noticed his companion's abnormality from a distance and immediately rushed towards the trash can, but slowed down halfway.

White Wolf waited patiently for him to reach the effective range. In the sight, the man walked slower and slower and suddenly stopped. He looked around and greeted his companions who were lying on the trash can. When he got no response, he turned around and shouted to his other accomplices.

There was no other choice, White Wolf decisively pulled the trigger, but due to the long distance and miscalculation of the lead time, the arrow hit the enemy's leg, and the injured mafia staggered and fell to the ground.

White Wolf cocked the gun again, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

Hit again!

But the spent force was hard to pierce, and the twice-wounded enemy was still struggling vigorously. He had already discovered the location of the White Wolf and was shouting loudly in the hope of attracting his accomplices.

Although the situation was critical, she was not panicked at all. The scenes of Miss Platinum teaching her archery appeared in her mind page by page.

At that time, they spent the winter in Ironcastle. In her spare time, in addition to training her own Originium skills, she became very interested in the precious bow that Platinum carefully maintained, so she often found reasons to borrow it to play with. It was also at that time that Miss Platinum taught her how to use the bow and arrow. However, people have different talents, and she could not learn Platinum's magical bow and arrow skills, but she learned other things from him.

She stared at the enemy expressionlessly, taking out one cold arrow after another with her right hand.

Wind the bow and shoot.

Wind the bow and shoot.

Wind the bow and shoot.

The mafia, as the target, experienced the entire process from panic to excitement and then to fear: the panic of being hit by a sneak attack, the excitement after discovering the target's location and realizing that the bow and arrow was not powerful enough, and the fear of gradually falling into despair.

The squirming enemies gradually stopped, and all sounds fell completely silent.

She suddenly saw Bai Jin appear in front of her, and he said to her seriously: "Next, you have to change your position immediately. The enemy will judge your direction based on where your arrow lands. It will be very troublesome if they get close to you. Ah, I forgot, you are not afraid at all. I'm so envious. You must be the best archer."

The next moment, the illusion disappeared, and White Wolf realized that his memories and hallucinations were mixed together.

"Now I'm afraid to get close too." She muttered to herself, wanting to follow her partner's advice and change her position.

A feeling of dizziness overwhelmed her. She did not get up, but had to rest her head on her arms and breathe hard. The failure just now made her lose the opportunity to act again: the movement downstairs had attracted everyone's attention, and the mafia was on the way. If she moved again, she would definitely be discovered. Now she could only lie there, motionless, and pray that the mafia would not look up.

The sound of messy footsteps and voices continued to be heard. In a trance, her brain automatically analyzed the meaning of various sounds downstairs: the 'Knife Brother' had arrived, the gangsters destroyed the trash can and saw the body, and they were chattering about everything, all about her.

"She was injured and couldn't run far."

"Here are the rags. She's done a good job of stopping the bleeding."

"It's been a long delay. Will the Guards come over?"

"Whether the Guards come or not, she must die today!"

"Her wounds were severe, so she must not be in a state to fight in close combat if she was killed with a crossbow."

"Angle! Look at the angle of the crossbow arrow. From this direction, she is hiding upstairs!"

Bai Lang suddenly woke up, the intense sense of crisis forced her brain to break out of her trance. She raised her head and her eyes met Xiao Dao's. Even though they were three floors apart, the strong hatred made her feel uneasy.

Without even aiming, she instinctively shot the most accurate arrow, aiming directly at Xiaodao's forehead. However, the arrow was caught by an iron hand full of blades and broke into two pieces.

Xiaodao looked at her straight, and suddenly grinned with his white teeth in a sinister smile.

Bai Lang gritted her teeth and climbed up. She judged from the slight vibration on the floor that Xiaodao and the others were already climbing the building. The weight of the crossbow was too much for her to bear now, so she had to throw it away. She only carried the remaining few crossbow arrows with her.

Waiting there would be just waiting to die, and jumping directly would be courting death. Now she had to move to another building immediately.

She looked around. The building on the left was four stories high. She definitely couldn't climb up with her current physical condition. The building on the right also had four stories high, but there was a huge piece of transparent glass on the third floor, so she should be able to rush in.

She had a mental plan almost instantly, and at the same time accelerated to run towards the target point. At the edge of the building, a man in black had already grabbed the roof with his right hand. Bai Lang quickly took out an arrow, nailed the hand to the wall, then pulled out a dagger, leaped up, and with his own impact force and the dagger enchanted with fire, pierced through the glass and crashed into the building.

There were already mafia members climbing up the building behind her. She had no time to treat the wounds on her body caused by the glass. She could only run through the corridor of the room without stopping, cut another window with a dagger, and then jump out and jump onto the air conditioner on the opposite floor. With the help of the air conditioner rack between the two buildings, she jumped left and right several times and landed on the ground.

This was a narrow path between two buildings, less than two meters wide, with a red high-pressure fire hydrant in the corner. When she jumped off the building, she had a new plan in mind. So, as soon as she landed, she immediately melted the gate of the fire hydrant with the enchanted dagger, and fire-fighting tap water sprayed out of it. Under the strong water pressure, the accumulated water in the path rose rapidly.

She dragged her weak body and walked unsteadily in the current to the exit of the trail, then turned around and looked at her pursuers.

At this time, the mafia had reached the window and jumped out one by one, falling to the ground in a few moves, including the leader with a knife.