In the middle of the crowd, Locke saw an extremely beautiful red-haired woman. Her skin seemed to be shining with light, and a string of ordinary-looking black stone necklaces hung around her fair neck.
Erin's goal is the black stone necklace.
Locke easily pushed past the exhausted people and came to the red-haired woman.
Pulling the young man off her body, the moment he looked into the red-haired woman's eyes, Locke also ignited an indelible desire in his heart.
Snapped--
The black cat Erin gave him a slap in time, knocking Locke awake.
Locke reached out his hand and pulled the necklace from the red-haired woman's neck simply and roughly.
Because he was afraid of being infected by that suspiciously charming emotion again, he quickly retreated.
However, the moment he took away the necklace, the red-haired woman's face seemed to have changed. Her facial features became extremely ordinary, her fair skin turned sallow, and the indescribable charm on her body disappeared without a trace.
On the contrary, Locke, holding the necklace, became the most dazzling presence in everyone's eyes.
His originally handsome facial features became more refined and three-dimensional, and his whole body exuded a smell that made people want to get close to him.
"Go quickly."
Erin's claws caught Locke and threw him away before the group of people who had lost their minds rushed towards Locke.
She followed closely until she met Locke at the big tree next to the chain-link fence.
Locke, who was hung on a branch, felt dizzy and was struck by the black cat's paw again before he woke up.
"Walk."
Erin urged.
Locke got up, climbed over the barbed wire fence, and ran towards Old Tom's apartment at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
Although he did not experience a life and death crisis, Locke felt that he had just experienced a crisis more terrifying than a life and death crisis.
The way those people looked at me clearly wanted to eat me alive.
It is estimated that if he were delayed for a second, he would become the next red-haired woman.
Locke held the black stone necklace in his hand, feeling inexplicably frightened.
As he was running, pedestrians returning from the night on the roadside, homeless people sleeping on the streets, and police officers on duty, men, women, old and young, all looked at him with obsession, and gradually moved towards Locke uncontrollably. .
If Erin hadn't caught the necklace in time, they might have chased Locke around the West End.
Locke's back was soaked with sweat.
When he got home, he nervously closed the iron door quickly, leaned behind the iron door, and slowly collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.
Hannah, who had not yet slept, walked out of the room and looked at Locke in surprise.
"Locke, what's wrong with you? You're sweating so much."
"I was discovered by the female security guard who took advantage of her and chased me for three streets."
Locke gasped.
Hannah walked up to him with a guilty look on her face and squatted down, "Thank you, Locke, I should have gone."
"You're welcome."
Locke took out the glass bottle from his pocket and handed it to Hannah.
"If the water quality of this sample is the same as that of the previous Sesi River, it will prove that the water pollution is indeed caused by the Laszlo Alchemy Factory."
"Uh-huh."
Hannah took the glass bottle and immediately went to boil hot water, hoping that Locke could take a comfortable hot bath.
Locke didn't refuse either. He had sweated so much and if he didn't take a shower, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep today.
In addition, there is no shortage of 10 grams at home now.
Hannah boiled water for Locke and poured the water into the bucket.
Locke took a hot water bucket to the public washroom to take a shower. There was no bathroom at home, so this was the only solution.
Thinking that Hannah took a bath like this every time, Locke had the idea of moving.
Unfortunately, both siblings are unemployed now. If Hannah becomes a reporter again because of this news report, she might consider moving to an apartment with a separate bathroom.
Locke was taking a shower when he suddenly noticed a black cat standing on the bathroom door.
"Miss Eileen, aren't you embarrassed to look at me like this?"
"Humble servant, do you think I'm greedy for your body? I just want to ask if the braised beef noodles are breakfast or lunch?"
Erin raised her head proudly, showing no interest in the boy at all.
Locke sweated, and while wiping his body, he said,
"breakfast."
"good."
Irene was about to leave, but Locke stopped her.
"Miss Eileen, what exactly is that black stone?"
"Officially, this is called a strange object. In fact, it is a stone contaminated with the aura of a desire witch. It should have been worn by her for a long time and then discarded. It was picked up by the red-haired woman who was eager to become popular. , the result is what you see.”
Erin explained.
"Weird thing? What is that? Wait, is there really a witch of desire?"
Locke asked in surprise.
"Of course, they are natural succubi."
Eileen said calmly, "The so-called weird things are those things with special weird abilities. It is best for ordinary people not to touch them."
"Then why does this stone have no effect on you?"
"Because I am also a witch, and I am different from those witches who only know how to specialize in a single field. I am all-powerful..."
When Erin said this, she did not show any pride, but instead looked a little sad.
Locke didn't understand why she was depressed, but in short, this was definitely good news for him.
The almighty witch lady!
In other words, the superpowers you can gain from feeding also involve various fields!
After taking a shower, Locke got dressed and left the bathroom with a bucket.
Back in the apartment, Hannah was tinkering with the brazier.
Her face was blackened by charcoal, turning into a tabby cat, and the flames finally ignited.
"Hannah, where did you get the charcoal?"
Locke asked in surprise.
Hannah wiped the stains on her face and said with a smile,
"After you went out, Old Tom's nephew Reid came to sell charcoal door to door. Because it was very cheap, I bought some."
Locke immediately thought of Reed's long, horse-like face. At thirty years old, he still had no partner and was always courting his sister.
He also bribed himself in the hope that he could convince his sister to marry him and become his full-time wife.
After Hannah lost her job, Reed was probably the happiest person. He always thought that Hannah would beg him because of the financial crisis, but unfortunately Hannah never asked him once.
This time he suddenly came to sell charcoal door-to-door, and I'm afraid he only gave a discount to Hannah.
Locke guessed this, feeling the temperature in the room rising little by little, and nodded with satisfaction,
"It seems that Reed is not useless, at least he is a conscientious charcoal salesman."
"If we all find jobs, we can buy more charcoal and we won't be cold all winter."
Hannah said with a smile.
Locke nodded slightly, "Yes, I believe you will soon see charcoal piled up in the corners of the apartment."
Hannah suddenly put her hands on her hips and looked at Locke dissatisfied,
"I saw you sleeping on the floor last night, Locke, how could you stop sleeping on the sofa because you dislike Xiao Ai staying on the sofa?!"
