C21 Alice's Eyes
In the night, White's burly body couldn't help but tremble when he heard Morgan's question, "It's precisely because of this that Lisa left me!"
"Can you tell me the reason behind it?"
"Actually, it was just an accident. Once when Lisa and I were arguing, I was so angry that I pulled out my gun to scare Lisa, but when Alice came over to stop the fight, who would have thought that my gun would go off all of a sudden? The flames that shot out grazed Alice's eyes, causing her eyes to be injured!"
"No wonder Lisa hates you so much. If it was me, I would hate you as well!"
"Stop, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have used a gun in the first place. How much hatred do I have with Lisa? I need to use a gun!"
"I regret it so much, but what's the use of regretting? I can only work so hard to earn enough money to treat Alice!"
Morgan looked at White in front of him and really didn't know what to say. But he didn't mean to blame White. Morgan felt that White was pitiful enough. On the contrary, he felt even more sympathy for Alice!
"Uncle, tomorrow I will go and bring that alpha wolf back for you. After that, we will bring Alice to the big city to treat her eyes!"
White's eyes were filled with tears again. "Child, are you really a gift from the heavens?"
"Alright, stop being so sultry. Go back and sleep!" Morgan said in disdain.
"You stinking brat!" White smiled and held Morgan in his arms.
"Oh right, Uncle, do you know that Alice might also have a certain level of super power?" Morgan told White what he had noticed.
White was very surprised. "What did you say?"
"Alice might also have some super power. If my guess is correct, it should be inherited from you!"
"Alice also has super power? Impossible, right? I really don't know!" White frowned and said, "What kind of super power?"
"I can't say. If there's a chance, I'll test her again!"
White did not speak anymore. He did not show any excited expression, but more importantly, he was worried.
The next day, Morgan woke up early and prepared breakfast. Because White fought with all his strength with the Demon Wolf yesterday, he seemed to be very tired, so he was still lying on the bed sleeping soundly and did not get up.
Morgan looked at White who was sleeping soundly and did not wake him up. Instead, he carried the sniper rifle on his back and checked the revolving pistol. He inserted the dagger, opened the door and walked out alone.
The morning in the early winter was very cold. The grass by the street was covered with a layer of white frost.
Morgan wrapped his leather jacket around his body and quickened his pace. When he reached the entrance of the protection area, he suddenly saw a strong figure. He was not White, but Viper, Turner.
Viper also carried a big gun on his back as he walked out of the protection area alone.
Morgan caught up to Turner in a few steps: "Hey, big guy, what are you doing so early?"
Turner turned around and looked at Morgan. "Stinking brat, where are you going now?"
"I'm going to kill that alpha wolf!"
Turner frowned. "Are you alone? Where's White?"
"I'm sleeping. I'm enough alone! Do you want to hunt those demon wolves too?"
Turner took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it himself: "If I don't kill them, I will let down my dead brothers!"
"Then let's go together!"
Turner looked at Morgan in front of him with curiosity. He had seen Morgan's performance yesterday, so he knew that this thin and weak Morgan also had some abilities. However, Morgan dared to hunt down the alpha wolf by himself, which was definitely out of Turner's expectations. He smoked his cigarette and said, "Brat, you better not go. If anything happens to you again, I won't be able to bear the responsibility!"
"Then let's not be together. I don't need you to take responsibility!"
After the two of them left the protection zone, the stubborn Morgan increased his speed and ran like a preying leopard. His speed surprised Turner, who watched Morgan gradually widen the distance between them and couldn't catch up to him no matter how hard he tried.
After getting rid of Turner, Morgan spent an hour or so to arrive at the Jungle of Demonic Beasts. He arrived at the exit of the battlefield from the previous day. The stains of blood still remained, but the corpses of the Demonic Wolves and mercenaries had long since disappeared without a trace. The surroundings of the battlefield were scattered with the footprints of all kinds of Demonic Beasts and scattered bones.
Obviously, many demonic beasts had cleaned up the battlefield last night.
Morgan looked at the countless footprints in front of him and frowned slightly. "Why are there so many magic beasts?" Morgan tried his best to identify the traces left behind by the white wolf yesterday, but he found nothing, because the footprints on the ground were not only the footprints of the demonic wolves, but also those of the other demonic beasts. It was obvious that the corpses of these demonic wolves had also been eaten by other demonic beasts.
Morgan checked for a long time, but he still didn't find anything. He took out his sniper rifle from his back and followed an extremely faint smell into the depths of the forest.
Morgan, who had fought with the white head wolf, could vaguely remember that smell.
Morgan had never gone so deep into the forest of the Demonic Beasts. The further he went into the center of the forest, the taller the trees were. Although it was winter, and the trees had lost their leaves, the intertwined branches made the light on the ground very dim, which meant that it was even more dangerous.
Morgan finally smelled the strong smell of the Magic Wolf. He carefully climbed up the tree and leaned towards the source of the smell.
A few minutes later, Morgan squatted on a tree trunk and stopped. Several dozen meters away, Morgan saw a few huge black shadows, but they were not Demon Wolves.
Instead, they were a group of jungle devil apes. The devil apes were about two meters tall, and they surrounded a white devil beast while howling.
Morgan took a closer look and saw that the white magic beast was the severely injured white head wolf.
At this moment, the white head wolf was standing alone in the middle of the group of White Demonic Apes. It was barking low, and its eyes had long since been shot blind by Morgan. The head wolf waved its claws randomly, trying to stop the Demonic Ape from approaching. Moreover, there were many wounds on the head wolf's body. It was obvious that it had fought with this group of Demonic Apes.
Morgan stood on the branch and couldn't help but snicker: "Serves you right. It seems that even if I don't do anything today, you won't be able to live past today!"
The eyes of the white head wolf had already stopped bleeding, and turned into two black wounds. It no longer had the domineering aura from yesterday.
However, just as the white wolf lost its prestige and turned around, Morgan suddenly saw a small white life trembling under it, looking at the group of Jungle Demonic Apes.
Morgan's gaze was instantly attracted by this small white life.
He raised the sniper rifle in his hand and aimed it at the little fellow. Then, he used the scope to carefully look at it. This small white creature was clearly a little demonic beast.