Monster: My clone evolved into a starry sky behemoth

Su Bai has seen some technical posts of editors, and made an analysis from various technical levels.

All of them prove that these videos have no traces of processing at all.

A series of anomalies made Su Bai feel even more that something was about to happen in this world!

I felt faintly uneasy in my heart.

but,

Thinking of the wonder and power of the god-level evolution system, he felt a little more at ease.

No matter what, you have to become stronger first!

Even if something really changed in the world, it will be easy to deal with it then!

Su Bai secretly thought.

"Hey, the world has become more and more strange recently!"

The master of the car let out a sigh of emotion.

Then he slammed on the brakes and the taxi stopped.

Su Bai looked up.

Qingxiang Night Market is here! !

Chapter 4

Seven or eight o'clock in the evening is the busiest time of Qingxiang Night Market.

Su Bai quickly shuttled through the crowded crowd.

The cries of vendors around, the cheers of acrobatics, the music of street singing...

Constantly passed into the ears.

He didn't stay for a moment, and ran straight towards the south gate of the night market.

As soon as I walked into the street south of the night market, I felt that the flow of people here was much less.

There were quite a few people around, talking and rushing towards the south gate.

"Go and see, is there a commotion at the south gate?"

"what's the situation?"

"I heard that Lin's fried skewers on the tricycle were surrounded by dozens of people!"

"Shit, the night market security doesn't care about such a big matter?"

"Who knows, let's go and see together!"

"..."

Su Bai listened to the discussions of the people around him, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes became colder and colder.

The pace under his feet became more urgent, and he ran towards the south!

The entrance and exit of the South Gate.

The Nanmen Street, which is enough for two cars to pass in parallel, was surrounded by a dense crowd.

Everyone was watching from afar, the sudden conflict in the center of the street.

Next to the fried skewers stand.

Wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, Zhou Wei, who has a simple face and a strong body, protects his mother behind him.

His eyes trembled, and he looked solemnly at the eleven tattooed strong men sitting beside the folding table in the booth.

One of them, a man in a black vest with triangular eyes and dark eyes, clattered the table.

The arrogance is fierce and tyrannical!

Domineeringly cursed at Zhou Wei and the two of them.

"Wipe it, you're really black-hearted, there are cockroaches in the fried skewers for a few dollars!"

"The fried skewers still smell like leftovers mixed with waste oil!"

"What the hell, how do you do business?"

The man in the black vest stood up abruptly.

Picking up a plate of fried skewers in his hand, he threw it viciously at Zhou Wei.

Zhou Wei protects his mother.

The fried skewers on the plate spilled all over his head and face.

The iron plate fell to the ground, clanging.

Zhou Wei's simple and honest face was full of anger, and he said in a hateful voice: "It's you guys again!"

"I have eaten Bawang's meal so many times before, my mother has a good temper, so I don't care about it with you!"

"It's good now, I came here with a cockroach in my mouth, and I want to blackmail him!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, there were also discussions.

"It's the Sanggou gang again. If they're here this time, the Lin family's mother will probably suffer a lot!"

"The son of Sister Lin, he can see clearly, but what can he do!"

"Hey, the whole Qingxiang Night Market belongs to that person!"

"Sanggou was originally doing things for him!"

"The mother and son of the Lin family don't rent the storefront of the night market, but set up a stall here, and the business is still so good! It will be a matter of time to attract people like mourning dogs!"

"Damn, this year's shop rent has risen again. After working hard for a year, all the hard-earned money went into that person's pocket. What a shame!"

"Keep your voice down, if those people who lost the dog heard it, these eleven people might come to sit in your store tomorrow!"

"..."

Aunt Lin stood behind her son, listening to the discussions of the people around her, her haggard and pale face was full of sorrow.

She kept pulling Zhou Wei's clothes.

He kept persuading: "Awei, don't say it...don't say it!"

"We can't afford to offend these people!"

"Stop talking!"

Zhou Wei protected his mother, stared at the eleven tattooed men on the opposite side, clenched his fists and said, "Mom!"

"Good people being bullied!"

"We can no longer give in!"

"Hahaha—" Sanggou laughed coldly when he saw this scene.

He didn't panic at all when his little action was seen.

There are no cameras in this booth at all.

Even if it goes to the police station, as long as there are cockroaches in the fried skewers, he is justified in this matter.

Sanggou has rich experience in doing this kind of thing.

He stared coldly at Zhou Wei and Aunt Lin with gloomy triangular eyes, and said with a sinister smile.

"Use waste oil, put cockroaches in the vegetables, are you still reasonable?!"

"If you don't take out 10 yuan for mental damage today, eleven of our brothers will demolish your black shop!"

As soon as the voice fell,

The ten tattooed subordinates behind Sanggou immediately stood up.

The thin Aunt Lin shrank her body and looked at the menacing men in front of her in horror.

Heart and face are extremely miserable.

10 yuan, for the family, it has to be spent to get it together!

and,

She is very clear that if she gave the money today, the follow-up will be endless. It is definitely a bottomless pit!

Zhou Wei's simple and honest face was flushed with suffocation, full of stubbornness, and roared angrily: "Do your daydreams!"

"I won't give you money even if I die!"

Sanggou raised his triangular eyes slightly, and said darkly, "Yo Hou, you have backbone!"

"Smash me, smash it hard!"

"After smashing your black shop, I want to see if your bones are still so tough, you little bastard?"

"Don't even think about doing this business in the future, brothers will come every day!"

"I'm curious how many days you guys can last, hum!!"

The ten tattooed men behind the mourning dog immediately took action.

Bang bang bang bang bang--

One by one, they picked up folding stools and folding tables, and smashed the stalls and the glass shelves for fried skewers to pieces.

The shards of glass splashed in all directions caused the crowd of onlookers to scream in panic.

But no one dared to step forward to stop it.

They all know the background behind the lost dog, and everyone has to weigh whether they will get caught up in the fire.

Zhou Wei, who is two meters tall, has a rather strong figure.

He rushed up angrily, but was pushed away brutally again and again, and fell to the ground directly.

He could stop one, he could stop two, but he couldn't beat three.

Three burly tattooed men came up and surrounded him, punching and kicking.