Chapter 12: Yuanjia Road is narrow

Walking into the dark and narrow alley, the suddenly dimmed light made my eyes very uncomfortable. I touched my eyes with both hands, and activated the demon hunter's basic detection skills---Hunter Spirit Vision. This skill consumes less energy and lasts for a long time. The effect is comparable to that of a low-light night vision device. It also comes with a radar detection effect. It is a very practical skill that every demon hunter must know if it is within ten meters. I glanced at the front and two passages appeared in front of me. I walked to the fork and glanced again. There were people in the right passage, and I stepped to the right.
"Hey, the chick is pretty, let me touch it!" "What's so fun about butterflies? Brother's sticks are fun, so you can feel them for a while!" "What's the point of playing alone? It's fun to play together!" "I walked forward for dozens of steps, and unbearable words came into my ears from the front corner, accompanied by the girl's resistance, "You...you guys, don't come over! Yeah! Don't!" I heard this exclamation. , My face suddenly changed, awful, it was Mikasa! I rushed forward and ran to the corner. I saw four teenagers about fifteen and sixteen years old surrounding a little girl at the end of the alley. One of them had touched Mikasa's arm.
"Hey!" I shouted, the four of them quickly turned around when they heard the sound. The head of the person had brown hair, a few freckles on his face, and the person next to him was full of golden hair. I suddenly remembered, "Isn't this just what I just crossed? Didn’t you meet those four people at the time!
If it weren’t for the first time I didn’t get used to it, I wouldn’t have been hurt so badly. "It's you!" They also reacted and quickly picked up a wooden stick with a child's forearm from the ground, "Why are you here!" "I've been looking for you for a long time!" I made a vicious expression. Speaking in a fierce tone, his eyes were quietly moved away from Mikasa, and he continued,
Let’s count the accounts of last week!
The four of them could not help but squeeze their hands nervously. Wooden stick, "You, don't deceive people too much!" The freckled teenager held a wooden stick in his right hand and pointed at me with his left finger. He said nervously, "Yes, and, and it was clear that we suffered last week!" Also help out.
If someone else walked into this alley at this time, he would see four teenagers about fifteen and sixteen years old holding wooden sticks with a nervous look on their faces, a head that was two-thirds shorter than them, and his stature was slightly more visible. The thin, bare-handed ten-year-old child, as if he were a beast who chooses to eat, this scene is extremely strange, as if the characters in the matter are upside down. The freckled teenager squeezed the stick in his hand tightly, but this did not give him the slightest sense of security, because last week the four of them were also holding weapons and the other party was bare-handed, and the other party is now in significantly better condition. Thinking of this, he suddenly I feel a little pain in my stomach again. "However," the freckled boy thought in his heart, and looked back at the Mikasa who had shrunk in the corner. "Maybe this girl has something to do with him. After all, they are all black hair and black eyes." The freckled boy's mouth raised slightly. Radian, "I found your weakness!"...