The Doctor In the Steampunk World

In the quiet alley, Simon stood upright against the wall, daring not to make any movement.

At this moment, 10,000 words of mmp floated through his heart.

The black alley where the man in black fled was the alley where he hid.

And if you want to run away, you can run. After getting into the dark alley, you find that the man in the trench coat didn't catch up. He didn't run and turned back. He was standing next to Simon at the moment.

If it weren't for the shadows and ghosts being pitch-black, they merged with the night. It's not a living thing, it doesn't have a heartbeat to breathe. Otherwise, I am afraid that it will be discovered at the first time.

The man in black glanced at the alley outside and found that the man in the trench coat had left. He breathed a sigh of relief, covered his arms, and leaned against the wall.

His left shoulder just touched Simon's body.

The man in black felt that he had hit something, and looked back suspiciously, his eyes met.

Of course, only Simon could see the eyes of the man in black.

The man in black instinctively felt Simon's presence and was about to draw his sword. Simon raised his fist and punched the man in black, hitting him firmly in the eye, and the mask collapsed.

The other eye of the man in black was wide, incredulous and unbelievable. With a bang, he stumbled to the ground.

He was holding the hilt of the sword, and the sword was half drawn. Where did Simon give him a chance, he pressed down on him like a hungry tiger, and clasped his wrist tightly with his left hand.

The black-clothed man was shot in the left arm, which lacked power. It had no effect on the ghost, but caused him to collapse.

Simon punched him in the temple, knocking him unconscious.

Simon sat astride him, looking at the black-clothed man who passed out, speechless.

"You've already run away, why are you coming back? It's alright now, feel comfortable."

"I just want to watch the show quietly and see the world. You bump into me so deadly, I'm helpless too. Are you unlucky or are you unlucky."

The man in black probably wanted to escape from the other direction to avoid being tracked by the man in the trench coat. But unfortunately, he ran into Simon.

"But don't worry, I'm a good citizen, and I won't do anything about killing people." Simon's eyes turned to the long sword in the man in black.

He picked up the long sword, and the shadow ghost wanted to absorb the magic energy in the long sword.

Simon stopped it immediately, my dear, this is a magic weapon, a real good thing.

If it was sucked badly, Simon would cry without tears.

Simon doesn't know the value of the magic weapon, but if he is willing to sell it, he can definitely make a lot of money.

Simon touched the long sword, it was as smooth as a face, and when he flicked the blade, there was a crisp sound of sword chants.

Just by listening to the crisp voice, you can tell that this is a good sword that has been tempered.

Simon saw that this long sword can block bullets.

He touched the body of the sword carefully, and found a small pit that was almost negligible, which should be the trace left by the bullet.

The bullet left only such a small trace, it is hard to imagine what kind of metal this long sword is made of, so tough.

Presumably some kind of precious alloy.

"You dare to grab something from the knights of the city hall. I guess you are not a good person. I will confiscate this sword." Simon took the scabbard from him, the scabbard was wooden, and put the long sword into the sword Sheath, actually can't feel the magic energy fluctuations.

This scabbard is similar to the function of insulating paper.

Simon immediately thought that the material of the scabbard came from the guardian tree, Gaeglan.

Geglan is a peculiar tree, it is a magical species born after the invasion of magical energy and contaminated by magical energy.

Its characteristics can block and isolate the magic energy, and live next to the guardian tree, without worrying about the pollution of magic energy.

It was born from magical energy, but it has the ability to isolate magical energy, which sounds incredible.

In the last century, human beings discovered the peculiar abilities of the geranium tree, so it was cut down and used in large quantities. The garland tree has left an indelible mark in the history of mankind's struggle against pollution monsters.

In order to thank it for its contributions, human beings named it the guardian tree.

Insulation paper is made from the leaves of the geranium tree.

Simon was almost certain the scabbard wood was gagra.

The geranium tree is a national strategic resource, which is planted and managed by the state, and outflow is strictly prohibited.

The value of gagra on the black market has reached an exaggerated level.

The scabbard alone is worth a lot.

Simon happily held the long sword, and then groped on the man in black to see if there were other good things.

Two metal balls, this is a smoke bomb, a good thing to escape, keep it.

A long dagger, very sharp, should be able to sell some money, keep it.

There is also a small medicine bottle with two black and yellow capsules in it. I don't know what medicine it is. But the medicine that can put the man in black on his body is definitely not an ordinary thing.

And then it's gone.

Simon regretted that he didn't have a penny on him.

After thinking about it, people came out to do bad things, not for business, and what kind of money they brought, so I was relieved.

Simon packed his things and bowed his hands to the man in black.

"Farewell."

Simon turned around and sank into the dark alley, running away in the direction of his house.

After a while, a beam of lights moved in the dark alley, and footsteps were slowly approaching. Six police officers walked through the alley with long guns and a look of vigilance.

They came here to check if there was anything left in the place where the man in the trench coat and the man in black fought, and they might be able to guess the identity of the man in black.

And also to clean up the bloodstains and minced meat from the polluted monsters.

The things on the polluted monsters are all contaminated with magical energy, so they must be cleaned up carefully to avoid secondary pollution to others.

Then he found the black-clothed man who passed out.

The man in the trench coat is very depressed now. When he rushed back to the dilapidated room at full speed, the two polluted monsters had already been taken away, and several police officers had died.

According to the descriptions of other police officers, the shooter was an extraordinary person like him.

I thought this time was just a simple task, UU reading www.uukanshu. com did not expect that after several twists and turns, three pollution monsters appeared first, and the police killed and injured many people.

That's all, I didn't expect to kill a group of extraordinary people halfway through and **** away two polluting monsters.

He didn't even know who the other party was, and he didn't capture anyone.

When I go back this time, I have to accept punishment.

At this point, there is no other way, only to ensure that the last polluting monster is not taken away.

He didn't expect that there would be a turning point.

The man in the trench coat looked at the face of the man in black, very unfamiliar. Thinking back to the faces of the knight and the black knight in his memory, no one matched it.

It seems that you need to go back and check the list of knights in the Federation. All the knights recognized by the Federation need to be registered, and the major cities will update the roster every two months.

It only takes a look to know whether this person is a knight or a black knight.

Seeing the dark purple and black bulges on the rims of his eyes, there was only one slit left in his eyes.

How much effort does it take to hit such a drum bag.

It hurts to think about it.

"He was knocked unconscious by two punches, but there is no sign of resistance around. This guy's strength is not weak, even if he is shot in his left arm, he cannot resist completely.

Could it be that someone he knew suddenly made a move, or that the person who spoke out was far more powerful than him. "The man in the trench coat frowned even tighter, full of doubts.

He couldn't even think of it as a coincidence.

"No matter who did it, if someone falls into my hands, this is considered a crime and meritorious service. Maybe if the origins of this group of people are dug up, they can still be rewarded for meritorious deeds." The man in the trench coat loosened his brows and showed a faint smile on his face.

He immediately brought the man in black and the pollution monster into the steam car, mobilized all the mounted police, and returned to the inner city.