Human beings are extremely adaptable creatures, and no matter how harsh the environment in the city is, they always have a way to find their own unique pleasure in difficult environments.

Different from the noisy and busy scene during the day, the city at night is more busy and lively, but it is gentle and elegant.

They never spoke loudly, as if to care for those who had slept, and they maintained their speed as quiet as an Assassin.

For example, he saw in the alleys many sights that would not appear in the daylight, many with crumpled banknotes, and under the disdainful gaze of the vendors, and the goods wrapped in oily paper, and only then would they be a little energetic and smile like children.

The most puzzling thing is that the women of the evening seem to have left behind the reserve of the day, and he is more than once frightened by the smiles of the women with various purposes, and then runs away with their squeaky and undisguised laughter.

He is not afraid of these women, as a mage, although he has to maintain a sense of awe of magic and treat everything in the world with a logical attitude, it is impossible for him to be afraid of these women who are not afraid of the cold.

He, only a little worried, worried about entering the small room amid the laughter, and then leaving with a disdainful face.

It's not that he's too worried, it's that he's come all the way and has seen many men like this.

Walking in with a smile on his face and confidence, a cigarette time, he sighed and staggered away in the woman's playful eyes, but some men showed their tough side and quarreled violently with the woman.

After listening for a while, he was convinced that this woman was most likely a profiteer.

Because the man's mouth has been thinking in fragments, "The effect you said is not at all, not at all, you are a liar, a big deception, a ...... of paper" and so on.

What happened? He didn't want to delve into it, he could only be sure of one thing, these women were probably selling fake wine.

What can withstand the cold with one sip, what can be subdued with two sips with enthusiasm, and three sips can be subdued by even a bear with empty hands!

The first two sentences can also be summed up in the fact that the quality of the wine is quite good and quite strong, and the third sentence becomes evidence that what they say is a lie.

There is a high probability that this city will not exist if there is a race of people who drink and fight bears empty-handed, and he still has a very factual basis for this.

There are a lot of alleys, and the excuse is from drunkards, people from all kinds of professions, which slows down his walking speed.

Finally, as if he had overcome eighteen difficulties, he finally came to the most prosperous place in the city.

It's a pity that the people and businesses here are not like those in the alleys, even in the middle of the night, they are busy working.

The cold wind and cold rain, except for the dim lights stubbornly announcing that they are still shining for the splendor of the city, except for the company from the tavern in twos and threes

The people who left were left with scattered cars, speeding through the empty streets.

Probably because, except for car enthusiasts who can drive at full power in the middle of the night and try their own cars, the rest of the time, I am afraid that the speed of the car is not faster than the human foot.

He understands the reason, but what is the driver's angry appearance?

He looked at where he stood, near the shops on the street, and what seemed to be a few paces away from the road for cars.

But why did the driver in front of him stop at a position less than 0.33 centimeters away from him with a headlight like a kerosene lamp, and put one hand on the horn, but it was a difficult choice to press or not.

Perhaps, the driver still has a little conscience in his heart, knowing that this time is not a good opportunity to honk the horn, so he expresses his inner dissatisfaction with his eyes wide and puffed out of anger.

"Me, should I give in?"

He was a little puzzled, but out of politeness, he still kindly asked.

"What do you say? Damn, don't you know where to go? You have to stand in my way?! Even if it's during the day, you will occupy it at night, my God, can you give us a road that can race passionately! ”

It's hard to imagine a big man with a full beard who could make such a ...... It's a bit like a resentful woman's tone.

I also wanted to question whether this person had a driver's license and whether he could drive, probably because he was not good at dealing with such a character, so he decisively let go.

Take off your hat and salute, at least, the big man still knows how to be grateful, grateful to you and me.

I saw his right hand, dancing like a phantom, and a thing that seemed to be an operating lever originally looked ordinary, but under his "performance", it gradually showed its value.

As the saying goes, the operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the throttle is stepped on fifteen yards.

The old car didn't give him a sense of speed and passion, but the bearded man enjoyed it.

After half an hour of watching, the bearded man finally disappeared from his field of vision.

As he toured the town, he realized what the bearded man was looking for in terms of speed.

The group that can't bear to look at it directly, perhaps, the city that has been congested during the day has been depressed for a long time, in his opinion, such a speed is really a model driver who obeys traffic regulations.

If you slow it down, you may not even be able to reach the minimum speed limit.

Aside from not knowing the correct location of the road, he understood why the men were so happy on the street late at night, and men were occasionally so simple.

It's a pity that there is a special car, some of which are not in line with the characteristics of the times, and even use the drain to make a corner.

Whether it's in terms of speed or appearance, it's a bit of a hanger for this group of big boys who are having fun in the middle of the night.

"Hmm...... It's a little strange, can't they see? ”

Looking at the double-decker bus, he fell into deep thought.

As if aware of his curiosity, the bus stopped in front of him in time.

"Hop on board, welcome to the Knight Bus, an emergency passenger for witches or wizards in distress. Just stretch out your wand and get in the car and we'll take you wherever you want to go. My name is Statham Parker and I'm your conductor tonight. ”

The man with big ears, a purple uniform, and a little freckles on his face, who didn't look much older than him, said with a smile.

"Need a wand? Is it okay if I don't have it? ”

The ...... smile fixed on Statham Parker's face, and he looked back at the location of the cab, as if to say, "What to do, did we make a mistake, he may not be a wizard." ”

Statham Parker seemed to have made up his mind, and asked a little nervously, "Friend, are you a wizard?" ”

"Does magic count?"

He noticed Statham Parker's hand hidden behind him, and if the bus was for wizards, he believed that the conductor in front of him must have hidden his wand behind him.

He didn't like to lie, so as he spoke, he used a rainbow spell with one hand.

Although there are only five fingers, five colors.

However, he believed that when Sean grew the other two fingers, the rainbow spell would shine.

"No wand casting!"

Statham Parker was surprised, looked back in the direction of the cab, and lipsed to communicate with the old driver.

"Understood," Statham Parker said, turning his head, "Friend, normally we wouldn't let wizards without wands get on the bus, if, I mean if." After all, helping others is like helping yourself, and no one can have a difficult thing to do if people are floating in the rivers and lakes. I have a proposal here, a gold galleon, for one gold galleon we will send you where you want to go, and you will also get an extra piece of delicious chocolate, and you can also get a hot water kettle and the right to choose the color of your toothbrush at will, how about it?! ”

"Let me think about it."

Feeling that things were not simple, he looked at the big boys who were still playing crazy on the street, and didn't know what choice to make.

There are many places he wants to visit, and if this world is similar to the world in his memory, he just needs to catch the train before school starts, and he still has plenty of time to play around.

However, the expression of the conductor in front of him made him feel a strange feeling, which made him a little undecided.

"Ahem, in fact, it's not impossible to be cheaper, a gold galleon is to block the old driver's mouth, I can help you persuade him."

"A gold coin, I don't have a gold Galleon in my pocket, if you take it, I'll sit down."

"Deal, get in the car."