Chapter 290: This is the place of the executor
The dasha around him attracted all the attention of the girls, and Wu Yu naturally could look at the beautiful bodies of those girls unscrupulously, anyway, he was not a good person, not to mention that he was still a man, and his daughter-in-law was not around, so it seemed that there was nothing wrong with finding some beautiful girls to see. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Of course, if your daughter-in-law is not around, you will have something to do with those girls, and there must be nothing wrong at all, but the most terrible thing is that when everything happens to you, your daughter-in-law also discovers everything, then the problem comes.
Wu Yu naturally won't be like Dasha, stupidly selling cuteness to others, not to mention that he walks beside Dasha, just like the shadow next to the sun, in that dark corner, girls naturally can't see his existence, and Wu Yu is naturally happy and leisurely, and he doesn't even need to look at it secretly, because in the eyes of those girls, Dasha doesn't exist at all.
God knows how long it took to walk, anyway, in the end, Wu Yu already felt that his legs were no longer his own, after all, he had hardly exercised in this year's time, although walking was a relatively gentle exercise, but this afternoon plus now, this is almost five or six hours of walking down, and his legs are only numb and faint soreness.
Wu Yu's face was also a little sad, and he rubbed his legs, while the beast king looked at his bitter face from the side, leisurely, as if it was a very good thing to watch himself make a fool of himself in front of him.
"That's it?" Wu Yu rolled his eyes at the latter angrily, raised his head and glanced behind him, there were some dense small houses, and among the countless small houses, there were long paths, such an appearance, no one would think that this was the most mysterious underground gladiatorial arena in the three floors, because from the outside, this place was no different from those slums in Africa.
But Wu Yu's eyes obviously don't have this feeling, although the houses here are not big, and there is a mess outside, but if this is really a slum, then this place seems to be a little too quiet, and the quiet is a little too much. The path was quiet, and only the occasional chuckle and even the sound of joy from men and women could be heard in the path.
Of course, these sounds are very small, and if you don't listen carefully, these sounds mixed with the wind will not be heard at all. But here, there is also some distance from the imperial capital, although a few people have walked for a long time, but in the end they still took a car to get here. On the way, Wu Yu also estimated that there would be a distance of nearly sixty or seventy kilometers from the imperial capital from here, but if it was said that it was from here to the edge of the imperial capital, it might only be seven or eight kilometers.
Although this place has been out of the scope of the imperial capital, it is still close to the imperial capital after all, so there are countless developed cities around it, but only here is such a so-called slum that has somehow emerged.
But standing here, Wu Yu could still hear the faint cheers, and even the excited shouts, such a noisy and loud sound, even in the imperial capital, was rare, but now it was around his ears, and he couldn't leave no matter what.
What's more, in these rooms around the slums, although some of the rooms are lit up, but most of them are not lit, of course, this can also be understood that at half past ten o'clock in the evening, those people are asleep, but Wu Yu is not a fool, of course he can see that these so-called low houses are actually garages one after another, because in front of the doors of those houses, although the traces of the tires are not very obvious, but when a car or even a number of cars, countless times from the same place back and forth, Some traces will naturally remain, and those pitted traces, if they are really replaced by adults, even if they are walked for hundreds of years, they will leave the same traces.
And if it really took hundreds of years to walk from this one place, then why is there only such a trace in front of the door of these materials, and those paths, although they look a little dirty, are smooth.
So Wu Yu just asked symbolically, then rubbed himself and retreated, and casually found a path and walked in, "Let's go, don't ink with me, this thing wants to be rare for me, you may be too worthy of here." ”
Wu Yu yawned boredly, straightened up and even came up, "But this way of hiding is indeed quite interesting, if it is replaced by me, I will never think of it, but although this seems to be secretive, it still has some meaning of wanting to cover up, after all, next to an imperial capital, there is such a slum, no matter who it is, this matter is not quite right." ”
Wu Yu shook his head, obviously a little dissatisfied with this design, shuttling back and forth on the path, walking for only ten minutes, his brows wrinkled slightly, because he was more interested in such a design, so he also carefully remembered some more characteristic things on the road.
Dasha on the side looked at this somewhat empty path, obviously feeling bored, and kept urging the two of them to hurry up, because from the chat between the two people, he already knew that the really interesting things were still in it, and in addition to the three people on the path, there were only two red brick walls around him.
But at this moment, Wu Yu stopped inexplicably, he glanced around, and continued to walk forward for another two or three minutes, and after he turned an unknown number of corners, he finally stopped. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a random software that could write and draw, and then sketched a very incomplete pattern in it, a little messy, or even just a corner.
But when he put the regiment in front of the Beastmaster, there was a hint of surprise on the latter's face.
"Uncle Wang, this pattern, you should be more familiar than me." Wu Yu looked at the Beastmaster with a smile, on Wu Yu's mobile phone, there were black lines on the white screen, and these black lines outlined a very irregular two-story building.
If it was an ordinary person, he would naturally not be able to see what Wu Yu was drawing, but this group had existed in Wu Ang's mind for thousands of years at that time, so the moment he saw this pattern, he understood that Wu Yu had actually guessed everything.
So at this moment, the Beastmaster didn't bother to hide it, and nodded directly at Wu Yu, "Indeed, you guessed it, this is indeed the executor's industry." ”