The Devil of the Walking Street

"So you are here to treat your Mama, right?" Lan Ming asked softly, holding the little girl up and sitting on his lap.

Hearing this tone, Swell felt as if he was meeting this person for the first time.He had never talked to himself so pleasantly.

Why! ! !

The archbishop's eyes almost burst into flames.

Just because brother is not a soft and cute little loli?

Thinking of this, Swell inexplicably thought of the werewolf in Cameron's family.A bad guess came to mind—couldn't that guy win Lan Ming's favor by showing off his cuteness?

It has to be said that Swell's guess was very accurate.

"Hmm..." Kitty Catwoman was peacefully held in Lan Ming's arms, and hesitantly raised her short fleshy hands to freeze on Hadley's head, as if she wanted to touch but dared not.

Hadley raised his head on his own initiative, trying to rub against the little girl's white hand, but the other party was startled and quickly retracted.

"Then I think you have to go to the fortune-telling shop on the corner..." Lan Ming grabbed the child's stiff hands and held them in his palms: "Ask the witch there."

"But, Ma Ma said that witches are bad people!" The little girl lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

"It's okay, I know that witch." Lan Ming hugged the little catwoman off his lap, and he said to Hadley, who was leaning his head on the back of the chair and kept acting cute, "Let the big dog take you there."

Hadley flung his furry gray head arrogantly, jumped off the bench, walked up to the little girl, and stretched his tail reluctantly.

The little girl took a step back in fear, but still grabbed the fluffy tail under Lan Ming's encouraging gaze.

"Big brother, will he bite me?"

"No... I don't think you need to hold your hand so tightly, he will probably feel pain."

The little girl nodded, clutching Hadley's tail and walked out of the church under the eyes of everyone.

Seeing that the little trouble finally left, Swell stood up and walked towards the stairs.

"Let's go."

Lan Ming nodded and followed.

"There's another guest."

The second floor of the church is used by Swell as a photo studio. There are many large and small rooms, and there are props and scenery piled up everywhere. The terrain is complicated and there are many places to hide.

The formation of the church was touched, and Swell guessed that some kind of mindless dark creature had sneaked in.

Hope it's not too difficult a guy.he thought.

So when the two of them saw a three-headed dog scribbling on the wall with a marker pen in the hall facing the stairs, they couldn't understand why the other party was so stupid to have three heads.

Swell: "Probably... the eyes are too big, and there is no place for the brain to be crowded."

Lan Ming: "..."

The Cerberus turned around, and three red-skinned slab-inch heads opened their mouths at the same time.

A bunch of chattering words piled up together, making the two of them flustered.

Lan Ming: "...one by one."

Cerberus stood upright, he straightened the hem of his silver-gray suit, and the head in the middle spoke first: "We meet again, it's a pity you didn't die."

Lan Ming: "...Thank you."

The head on the right immediately showed a gossip expression: "You guys are really together?!"

Lan Ming: "...you still care about this."

The head on the left opened its second mouth, revealing a greedy and wretched smile: "Where is the Book of Sand?"

Swell: "Here I am."

Lan Ming gave the man a strange look.

Swell: "It's so unfair that he has three heads and you have one head to answer."

Lan Ming: "..."

Probably... the atmosphere is still a little tense.

"Boss, why are you standing here?" A photographer from the photo studio stood on the stairs, looking at the two people at the top of the stairs. Because of the angle, he didn't see the young man in a suit with three heads that was enough to scare him unconscious.

Lan Ming yelled in his heart that he was not good, and immediately jumped down from the stairs, and rolled down the stairs with the photographer in his arms.

Swell directly triggered the magic circle arranged in the entire church, and everyone felt a "buzz" in their minds, and the lights in the church suddenly went dark and then recovered immediately.

The head in the middle of the young man roared silently, and three huge scarlet red dog-head phantoms emerged behind him, and raging fire gushed out from the largest dog-head in the middle.

"Hmm..." The photographer rubbed the back of his head and struggled to stand up on the ground. His body was full of dull pain from rolling down the stairs, but it was not a serious problem.He pushed the boy lying on top of him: "Hey!"

"I slipped... I accidentally fell down... I'm sorry..." Lan Ming said weakly. He walked away from the photographer and sat on the side. arrive…"

"Are you all right?" The photographer didn't doubt him, and supported the boy's shoulders with concern: "I'll carry you down first and sit and have a look?"

Lan Ming frowned and nodded, "Okay."