The weather on the bay is always unpredictable, and a heavy rain at noon almost obscures the entire world. The rainwater has turned into dirty water in the messy streets, and no one is moving around on the streets.
But there are still people, such as prey trying to escape from some predators.
The sound of the man's rapid breathing and the sound of water splashing due to heavy footsteps were mixed with the sound of rain, but it became more obvious. A soaked figure appeared in the alley from the corner, covering his shoulders. The rainwater running down his shoulders carried a strong smell of blood.
The man's eyes glanced around, resting on the garbage pile at the end of the alley that had been accumulated for many days. Rainwater poured down from the top of the garbage pile, and yellowish sewage flowed from the corners of the ground and merged into the water flowing out toward the street.
The man suddenly jumped over the garbage pile and climbed up the wall at the end of the alley, but stopped at the top of the wall. His eyes were fixed on the alley on the other side of the wall. Cold sweat and rain mixed together and flowed from his collar. In, snaking up his back.
"Madman..." The man couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
A slightly malicious chuckle came through the rain curtain, and he saw the figure of a woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a long leather coat standing leisurely in the middle of the alley opposite, disappearing from his eyes, and then he felt A force came from behind him.
He fell off the wall.
The man's face twitched, a painful groan came from his throat, and then he closed his mouth.
"Perseverance is good." A woman's voice full of malice came from above. The hem of the long leather coat was swaying close to the ground. The rainwater flowed down along the lines of the leather coat, dripped on the ground, and flowed out along the street. A little bit of ripples spread out on the water flow, and then they were submerged in the ripples of raindrops.
"You can escape for a while." The corner of the leather coat moved outwards a little, then stayed still, and the woman's malicious voice came from a little further away.
The man couldn't help but wanted to curse a few words, but he shut his mouth amidst the sound of the heels of his leather boots hitting the ground.
That woman was simply sick. The man couldn't help but think that his life wasn't worth much gold, and even if he only had bounties in Feneport and Loen, shouldn't a hunter of this level be the target? Are they those big pirates who are wanted by all countries and have bounties worth thousands of gold liso? For such a person, hunting him is a complete waste of time.
Ten minutes ago, he was sitting peacefully in the bar, drinking the rare and cheap Southwell beer that he exchanged for two one-cent coins. But now, a few minutes later, he looked like a man being stared at by a vicious wolf. Like a sheep on the mountain, he ran away desperately and made his last struggle.
The key point is that the woman is like a wolf playing with its prey. Because she is not hungry, she treats her hunting as a game.
He couldn't figure out how he got into trouble with such a madman. As an ordinary pirate leader with a bounty of only a few hundred gold liso, he knew very well who he could afford to offend and who he couldn't afford to offend. , after all, he still wanted to make some money and quit the business.
As for women... he basically only had contact with Liu Ying...
The sound of rain affected his hearing, making it difficult for him to hear the movement a few steps away. He could only hear the breathing in his chest. He felt dizzy, and his long running made his consciousness a little blurry. He knew that he could not escape, so he gave up struggling and almost fell to the ground.
"Have you given up?" A woman's sighing voice came through the rain curtain, with a bit of disappointment.
The sound of leather boots hitting the ground was mixed with the noisy rain, and gradually became clearer. He clearly realized that the sound came from in front of him.
"Look up." A slightly malicious female voice sounded in his ears, and a force directly pressed his forehead, forcing him to lift his head in a position that almost broke his neck, and the blood flowed from his face. The rain almost forced it into his mouth.
He tried to open his eyes, trying to see the woman's face clearly through the rain that almost formed a curtain in front of him, but the face under the wide-brimmed hat looked blurry and distorted in the rain curtain, only the corner of the mouth looked a little crazy. The happy smile is so clear.
The man's eyes widened little by little, and only the crazy and joyful smile on the corner of the woman's mouth remained in his eyes.
The corner of the alley became quiet, and the world seemed to be silent again.
...
Agnes stood up and slowly closed her eyes.
She felt as if something melted in her body and spread throughout her body. She clearly felt that the characteristics of the "madman" part of her body had finally been digested, and the "werewolf" part also appeared to be able to feel Slight signs of digestion.
It is worth noting that she has been busy all the way here, hunting suitable pirates.
The digestion of the "madman" part had already been on the right track in Bodivia, but it still took more than ten days. Until now, it has been completed at Tiana Port.
And as for the digestion of the “werewolf” part…
Agnes couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
She vaguely sensed a bit about the "werewolf" performance - when she regarded the pirates she hunted as just some supplies to support her life, as food to satisfy her appetite, then taking their lives seemed like a natural and just act. Hunting, after she completed such hunting many times, she could clearly feel the digestion of the characteristics in her body.
But Agnes still feels that she has not found a suitable way to play the role, and the slow digestion of the "werewolf" characteristics in her body also proves this.
Next, she needs to carefully figure out how to play the "werewolf" and try to complete the digestion of the "werewolf" before finding Cain Chester.
"Is my first level of madness still there?" Agnes asked, looking at the puddle reflecting her face.
Huizhen's face appeared next to Agnes's shadow in the puddle.
"Although the madness that has existed has weakened the factors that maintained its formation, its influence will not disappear for a while."
Agnes nodded.
"I see."
She turned her head and looked at the corpse with its neck twisted into a weird posture. The blood flowing from the bone-deep wound on the corpse's shoulder mixed with the turbid sewage on the ground, almost soaking through the whole person.
Agnes curled her lips in disgust, then stretched out her hand and lifted the heavy body on her shoulders.
"After all, it is the fruit of today's labor and cannot be wasted." Agnes sighed.
