God level death system

Chapter 33 Streaking Patrol and Cats

It's night, on the silent street.

A figure walked slowly with bowed body from the side door of Ninghou Mansion.

If you look carefully, there is a pair of panties on this person's head. If you look closely...

Naked... streaking?
That's right, this person was Ning Ren, with Mei Xiang's pink panties on his head, and started running naked.

But it's not all about streaking, except for the head, the whole body is covered with black velvet ink, and the whole person melts into the night. If you don't look carefully, you won't find someone there at all, and today's clouds Covering the moon made him even more concealed.

Peeking out and looking out...

Nobody, good chance!

brush!
Like the wind, he ran outside, even with a trace of martial energy under his feet.

God, Zeus, Buddha, the Jade Emperor, and the Virgin Mary must protect me from being discovered by others. After I go back, I will burn incense for you every day.

Hey, it seems that the gods of the West don't need incense.

So what do they want?

I forgot, ah... Forget it, I burned two sticks of incense for all of them, hoping that the God of the West would not be choked because of not getting used to it.

Still, what if I'm cursed for being choked on?God, then I... Hey, it seems to be far away!

Forget it, run away!
The brain was thinking about some miscellaneous things, but the speed of the feet did not stop at all.

Hurry up, hurry up, finish streaking early, finish early... don't be found out!
"Ding, the task is completed, reward ten attribute points!"

Ning Ren looked happy, turned around, and ran towards the back door of Marquis Ning Mansion.

However, just two steps away, I heard a few footsteps around the corner ahead.

"Ta Tata..."

Breathing stagnantly, I glanced at an alley next to me from the corner of my eye, and jumped into the alley regardless of 21, but fell right into a pile of rubbish...

It stinks!

Pinching his nose, he waved his hands in disgust.

Looking through the cracks in the garbage dump, a group of officers and soldiers with torches came over.

There is a curfew in the imperial city, you are not allowed to go out at night, and it will be very troublesome if you are caught.

Ning Ren narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched...

You really... can you have some professional ethics?

Has anyone ever seen a patrol with eyes closed?

Because you patrol this area every day, can you remember the way with your eyes closed?
Open your eyes and go on patrol. Hey, don't go to sleep grandiosely just because you are on the night shift. Set your biological clock to night mode before you come out, bastard!

The government... ah bah, the salaries given to you by the imperial court have been eaten by dogs!I don't think the official apes in my great dynasty are as good as you. They only read newspapers and play games, and they don't sleep as soundly as you!

Hey, the fat guy in the back has snot bubbles coming out, it's so disgusting, he's a little self-conscious, hey!
Ahhh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been hiding, and I wouldn't have been noticed if I stood beside them like this, it stinks, I can't take it anymore...

Do you want to go out now?

Ning Ren pinched his nose and frowned, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Forget it, let's go out after they left. Although the eyes are closed, the ears cannot be closed.

In case it is heard...

Suddenly, a strange sound came from under a mulberry tree next to the patrolman!

"Squeak... squeak... squeak..."

Have you ever heard the sound of a cat scratching glass?
Do you know the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard?
At this time, a sound similar to this came to Ning Ren's ears, and the response reached the extreme.

He shivered at that time, and looked over with the light of the fire in the hands of the patrolling officers and soldiers.

Grass!
Someone's cat has come out, watch it for me, Hundan!
The cat ran directly to the bottom of the tree, picked up a metal object from nowhere, scratched, scratched, scratched with its paws...

Dear your sister, staying up late at night, making this kind of diaphragm should kill you, even if you are a cat, you are too much!

I heard that cats are the only animal in the world whose entire race is neurotic. I still don't believe it. I was wrong...

Scratching unknown metal in the middle of the night can only be done by a crazy person!
"Squeak...cheep...meow...cheep..."

Are you still scratching more and more vigorously?
The cat has an expression of enjoyment on its face, and it's meowing like a spring, are you happy doing this?

Would you be happy scratching metal?In other words, don't cultivate such a terrible hobby!
Regardless of the mess in his mind, Ning Ren shrank his body back into the garbage dump.

The body still shivered from time to time.

It's time for those patrolling to wake up!
Ning Ren thought so, but the reality once again educated him severely.

Just walked over!
They didn't even look at them, they just walked over quietly with their eyes closed. In the end, the fat man's snot bubbles became bigger and more disgusting. Hey!
Didn't you hear, didn't you really hear?

Even if a dead person hears this voice, he will raise his head and sit up in one breath, and lie down after shuddering and yelling 'Fuck', after all, it is such... so... such a resonant sound!

You guys just ignored it!

If you go to participate in the Guinness Sleeping Contest, you will definitely be able to form a team to win the championship. Patrolling here is a waste of your talents!

After passing the cat scratching the metal, they walked slowly towards the alley.

Eyes closed, sleepy.

I'll go out after they pass by. It's always right to be careful.

Ning Ren thought so.

But plans often don't keep pace with changes.

"Snapped"

Suddenly, the snot bubble of the fat man who walked last burst.

He also opened his eyes and looked towards the alley, his nose twitching hard.

"The smell of ink..."

After talking to himself for a few words.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The fat man stopped several people on automatic patrol in front.

"What's the matter...so sleepy...uah."

Said so with a pockmarked face, and stretched himself.

"I smell it!"

"What did you smell?"

"I don't know which family is so rich that the fine velvet ink is thrown into the trash."

"so what?"

The pockmarked face was still sleepy, and he rubbed his eyes.

"That's velvet ink. As long as we find a small piece, it will be enough for our one-month salary. If it is complete, it will be a year's salary!"

"Really?"

Hearing this, the few people were no longer sleepy, and their eyes lit up instantly.

Ning Ren, who was hiding in the rubbish heap, called him cheating!
I was wrong, I shouldn't have stolen the ink on Dad's desk at all, I didn't expect it to be so valuable.

Having said that, fat man, you shouldn't be participating in the Guinness Book of World Records. Your nose is as good as a military dog. You should be a scout. General Dangdang.

Even so, it is still unacceptable!

Even though the cat made such an irritating sound, you didn't wake up, but you woke up because you smelled a little ink?

And that fat man, you are a little bit of a blockbuster, you are obviously snotty, and you can smell the ink on my body, how did you do it?This is already beyond the scope of human capabilities, okay?Even a dog's nose may not be as useful as yours...

Sure enough, the smell of money can make people realize their potential?
Your potential is wrong, Hun Dan, there is no black ink here at all, only me, a black man, black black who can't be blacker!

No matter how much Ning Ren spits out his brains, he can't get the energy of spouting to fight like a person in a certain unscrupulous anime.He could only watch helplessly as they approached, thinking about various escape strategies in his mind.

but……

The back seems to be a dead end, and the surrounding walls are very high, so high...it's too dark to see clearly, anyway, I can't jump over it!

So, is it hopeless?

Ning Ren smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)