"who?"

Although Li Yang lost his internal strength, his alertness was still in the midst of countless battles. Before the hand could touch his back, he took a quick step, opened the distance, turned around, protected him with one hand, acted as a defensive move, and put his hand into his robe, not knowing what to take out.

The master of the hand obviously did not expect that the protagonist would react so quickly. He was so scared that he screamed in his mouth, but failed to stand firmly and fell to the ground.

Only then did Li Yang see his appearance clearly.

The dirty old-fashioned suit, messy gray hair, and a wrinkled face with a long-term malnutritional dish. No matter how you look, you look like a poor magician.

"Are you?" After careful examination, Li Yang was sure that he did not know the old man and did not conform to the image of anyone in the plot.

"Oren Bridges, just call me Old Oren." Old Oren got up from the ground, patted the dust behind his butt, and introduced himself.

"You have something to ask me for?" Li Yang put down his hands and relaxed his body, but he was still vigilant in his heart.

Old Oren pointed to Lihen Bookstore, "I just heard you want to buy a spell book, but Ms. Lihen is unwilling to sell it to you, right?"

Li Yang nodded.

Old Oren clapped his hands, "It just so happens that I don't want some old books there. If you want, I can sell them to you for the price."

"Old books? What exactly does it mean?" Li Yang felt that the statement of old books was too vague.

Old Oren boasted: "It is a book I have learned to use. It not only contains professional spell books, but also various magic potions and formulas, as well as my personal experience of magic. This is very precious. Children, if you didn't look at your appearance, like my son who has been dead for many years, I would never have sold it to you."

I think you are poor.

Li Yang rolled his eyes.

Seeing that Li Yang didn't say anything, he rolled his eyes, as if he didn't believe it. Old Oren was a little anxious, "The price can be negotiated, and it is guaranteed to be much cheaper than those in Lihen's bookstore. Really, what I said is true. You really look like my son who has been dead for many years..."

"Let your son rest for a while." Li Yang interrupted Lao Oren impatiently.

I thought about it for a moment, and then nodded, "Okay, I bought it."

"A wise choice." Old Oren said happily.

"How much?" Li Yang said and wanted to pay.

"etc."

Old Oren stopped him and said, "I can't trade now. My books are all at home. You have to go back to pick up the books."

Li Yang's eyes fell on the old Oren's dirty top pocket, "Didn't you carry it with you?"

Old Oren turned his pockets upside down.

Li Yang looked at the pocket that was cleaner than his face and said helplessly: "Where is your home? Is it far away?"

"It's not far, it's in the alley ahead." Old Oren said quickly, and pointed his finger at the direction of his home.

Seeing that the direction was not far, Li Yang nodded and said, "Then let's go."

"Here." Old Oren immediately led the way.

Li Yang followed Lao Oren, walked along the street, past Lihen Bookstore, Madam Mojin's robe store... and reached a tall and eye-catching white building.

--Guling Pavilion.

The Dijiaoxiang Street is divided into two forks in front of the Guling Pavilion.

Li Yang is now stopping at this fork, "Have you arrived yet?"

"It's in the alley ahead." Old Oren pointed to the street facing west.

"That's a slum that's overturned?" Li Yang asked suddenly.

Old Oren's tone was stagnant, "...Yes, um, as we all know, the housing prices in Diagon Alley are too high. A poor man like me can only live in the Thunder Alley. Kids, have you heard your parents say Thunder Alley? Don't worry, that's a scare. Thunder Alley is actually not worse than Diagon Alley."

"Oh." Li Yang nodded, said nothing, and continued to follow. However, behind Old Oren, his hand reached into his robe. When he took out his hand, there was a little thing in his palm.

Since he knew that he did not have the ability to protect himself before learning magic, he naturally would not wait for the past while waiting in London, and also prepared a self-defense method for himself. Now it is obviously time to use it.

But Li Yang still followed Lao Oren calmly. Even if he had the chance to kill Lao Oren several times, he did not take action. Instead, he lowered his arms and covered his hands with his spacious robe sleeves.

move on.

I entered the overturned alley all the way, and then turned into a remote and deserted dead end.

Looking at the wall blocking the culprit in front of him, Li Yang rushed to the old Oren who was leading the way in front of him and said coldly: "Does your family live in the wall?"

Before Old Oren could speak, a person walked in from the entrance of the alley, "Old Oren, Old Oren, you are very successful. Look at this pair of brand new dragon leather gloves, look at the fabric of this robe... You are turning back this time, a rich young master, that's great."

And accomplices!

Li Yang's heart sank.

Old Oren laughed and turned around, while a thirty-cm-long magic wand suddenly slid out of his cuff, "Haha, I've been staring at this little ghost for a long time, I..."

His words were interrupted by Li Yang's sudden movement in front of him.

When Old Oren turned around, Li Yang stretched out his hand like lightning, his sleeves slid down, and a dark muzzle appeared in his palm, which was pressing against Old Oren's forearm holding the magic wand.

"Bang!" The gunshots were deafening.

Old Oren screamed with his hands in his arms, and the wand in his hand fell to the ground.

"Gun?!" The man at the entrance of the alley exclaimed, and hurriedly reached into his arms to pull out his wand.

On the other side, Li Yang fired a shot, but did not stop. Instead, he rolled on the spot and rolled over under Old Oren's crotch. Then, before he stood up, he kicked his legs back and first kicked the popliteal fossa on the back of Old Oren's knee.

Old Oren screamed again, his legs numb, and he knelt on the ground on the spot.

At this time, the man at the entrance of the alley had already taken out his wand and raised his hand to cast a spell.

“Avadasaumin.”

Old Oren was so scared that he flew out and shouted: "Damn it, open your toad eyes and see clearly. Are you going to kill me?!"

It's too late.

The man's wand had already appeared in his hand, and in desperation, he could only move the wand away.

"Swoosh."

A miserable green light flew out and shot on the wall to the left of Old Oren.

There is no danger!

"call."

Old Oren and the man both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bang!" The sudden sound of gunfire made the two of them tighten again.

This time the gun was aimed at the man at the entrance of the alley.

Unfortunately, Li Yang was not good at shooting. He just pressed against Old Oren's forearm and shot at the close-range shot. Now he is standing behind Old Oren and shooting at the person at the entrance of the alley at nearly ten meters. Naturally, he is impossible to hit it with one shot.

"You are a magician, and you actually use weapons made by lowly muggles! It's simply a shame in the magic world! There's a kind of duel for us." The man screamed.

Responding to him is:

"Bang bang bang..."

The man held a magic wand and didn't even have time to chant the spell. When the gunshot sounded, he hugged his head, screamed, and escaped from the alley.

Old Oren naturally wanted to run away too.

But Li Yang fired with a gun in one hand, but pressed his neck tightly with the other.

Fate's back neck was pinched, and he couldn't even turn his head.

He could only kneel on the ground, and carefully groped on the ground beside him with both hands.

"Are you looking for this?" A slightly sharp thing pressed on the back of Old Oren's head. With years of experience in using it, Old Oren instantly determined that this was his magic wand.

At this time, the dark muzzle turned and pointed it at the back of Old Oren's head:
Chapter completed!