Restarting the myth.

Chapter 25

On a branch-shaped shelf, an owl that was completely snow-white with a few black spots had its eyes drooping, open but not fully, and was looking down at Wayne with its eye slits.

Wayne saw contempt in the other person's eyes!

According to the grapevine, the owl is a symbol of wisdom.

Wayne didn't believe it and took the white owl in front of him as an example. If the owl was really smart, it would know how to use its appearance to act cute and its eyes would never be so annoying.

Diaodiao looked as if he was challenging Wayne to a fight and today only one of him and Wayne could walk out standing.

"Hey, you took a fancy to this one? I remember it was quite old and had been staying here without being chosen..."

Seeing Wayne and the white owl staring at each other, Willie knew that he had chosen the bird that best suited him. She took out an encyclopedia from the shelf nearby, flipped through a few pages, and began to read: "The Snowy Owl, also known as the White Owl, is accustomed to appearing during the day. It is 50 to 70 centimeters long, with a small round head. Compared with other owls, its facial disc is not very obvious."

"According to records, this snowy owl is a male. Normally, a male snowy owl can reach about 60 centimeters. This one is slightly smaller, and it seems that it didn't have enough food when it was young. And its body is almost pure white, which means it is an old bird."

"Get to the point!" Wayne interrupted without turning his head.

Out of some strange desire to win, he was still competing with the opponent. The man and the bird glared at each other without blinking, to see whose eyes would dry out first.

"It's too old and rarely moves at night. Why don't you get a new one?"

After saying that, Weili shrugged her shoulders. That's how chemistry works. Whoever you fall in love with at first sight is the one you like, and that can't be changed.

Moreover, Wayne and the other party are very compatible, their eyes are exactly the same, and it would be difficult to ensure such a high degree of match by changing one.

"That's it."

Wayne stared at it for a while, his eyes were dry, and he couldn't stand it, so he decided to take it home and give it a good beating.

"Give it a try, you two should become very close."

With Willy's encouragement, Wayne raised his hand and touched the snowy owl.

An owl is also a cat, and petting an owl is the same as petting a cat. He believes that his superb skills can make the other party unable to stop, and from then on become a puppet of desire, crying and begging him to pet it, and dare not look at people with the slits in his eyes anymore.

Didn't touch it!

The gadget got away!
Wayne looked confused, and Willy didn't quite understand either, so she handed Wayne a rat strip and asked him to try again.

To make matters worse, Snowy Owl ignored Mouse Strip and looked even more contemptuous, as if mocking Wayne for being a mentally retarded person.

Outrageous!

Wayne rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach the other side a lesson. Seeing this, Willy hurriedly grabbed his arm and advised him to calm down and not to get into trouble with the carrier bird.

We are all a family from now on, so just talk nicely. There is no need for physical communication.

The friction was too great. Wayne struggled twice but couldn't get rid of it. He struggled a few more times but still couldn't get rid of it.

Just give Willy some face and let her go for the time being.

"That's it. I must take it away today."

"Well, why don't you try to seduce it with magic? Logically speaking, the two of you should be very compatible..." Willy suggested.

What is seduction? This is showing your strengths!
Wayne tried it. He was very confident in his pure magic power. He raised his hand and waved it in front of the snowy owl. A ray of white light spread out, attracting the collective attention of the other owls in the cattery.

The snowy owl's half-closed eyes slowly opened, its golden eyes became as round as copper bells, and its black pupils suddenly contracted.

You can see that it was very shocked.

This time, when faced with Wayne's request to go home with him, Snowy Owl did not refuse, but took the initiative to jump directly onto Wayne's arms.

The Snowy Owl looks big, but it is actually very light, only about two or three pounds, and its weight is all due to its fluffy feathers. All owls are like this, without feathers, they are all skinny.

It was impossible for a snowy owl to get into a hat. Certain magic could allow large owls to hide in their owner's clothing or accessories, but these magics were obviously not something that beginners could master. Willy found a birdcage with a curtain and barely managed to put the snowy owl in it.

This snow-white owl was unusually quiet. Unlike its other curious companions, it kept aloof throughout the entire process, which made Wayne believe that it was indeed an old bird.

An old bird is an old bird. Wayne doesn't expect him to guard the house. It doesn't matter if he is not active at night. He still has Abin who will take care of everything.

Abin has been hanging out outside for several nights, and it's time for him to take on the responsibility of guarding the house.

……

After filling out the form, Wayne carried the birdcage and walked out of the crescent-shaped iron gate with Willy, who was going to take him to the room to teach him some basic magic related to carrier pigeons.

Quiet and no one disturbs.

As expected, the enthusiastic coaches surrounded him. Their throbbing muscles made Wayne unable to refuse, and he took the initiative to ask for an office with a glass door.

Willy found a magic book, which contained the basic magic used with the carrier pigeon, and explained it word by word in simple and easy-to-understand words.

Outside the glass door, the muscular men's heads were shaking. Once they found Wayne touching Willy's little hand while studying, they would rush in and show Wayne the power aesthetics they admired.

Wayne: Haha, I just touched my chest!

Wayne once again proved himself to be a genius. Not only did he have a strong memory, but he was also able to quickly accept and master new knowledge.

Willie told Wayne not to try the new magic he had learned, as beginners could easily make mistakes, and mistakes meant the death of a carrier bird. What Wayne had to do now was to get familiar with the carrier bird, that is, to feed it more and make it eat happily.

Once Chris finishes the task at hand, she will focus on tutoring Wayne one-on-one, and it won't be too late to try magic then.

That’s great, there are also one-on-one tutoring lessons from beautiful girls!

Someone once said that if a man sits opposite a beautiful woman for an hour, he will feel like only a minute has passed, but if he sits on a gay man for a minute, he will feel like more than an hour has passed.

Time passed unknowingly, and before nightfall, Willy gave Wayne the basic magic textbook and asked him to go back and study it carefully to deepen his memory.

Wayne took the teaching materials and the birdcage and left the fitness center.

Behind him, a group of muscular coaches stood at the door and watched him leave. Head Coach Dick raised his eyebrows and looked at a black car at the end of the street.

Inside the car, two sneaky men in black were smoking. When they saw Wayne leaving the fitness center, they threw away their cigarette butts and slowly drove after him.

"This guy is being followed?" Dick pondered for a moment and said to his companion beside him: "Follow him, remember to keep a low profile, don't do anything unnecessary, and don't let him get hurt."

The coach nodded, picked up a coat and put it on, following Wayne's black sedan.

The two men in black were not magicians. In Dick's eyes, their life breath was weak and scattered. They were ordinary people on the street, and he guessed they were gang bosses or something like that.

Dick didn't take these little things to heart, nor did he care why Wayne had provoked the gang. He happily leaned next to Willy, rubbing his hands silly, like an old father who doted on his daughter.

"Willy, when did you and Wayne meet?"

"I know, but you didn't elaborate last time... No, I don't mean anything else, I just care."

"He is a genius, so funny... Well, I don't doubt your judgment. What I mean is that even if he is a genius, his age means he doesn't have much potential to tap."

"What, he used magic to take the white owl away?!"

Dick's eyes widened, and his facial muscles twitched in horror, causing the centipede scar to distort continuously.

"Nothing, it's an old bird, Wayne had bad luck, yeah, terrible luck."

The expression came and went quickly. Dick casually brought up the topic without letting Willie notice anything unusual. When he turned around and walked out of the fitness center, Wayne carrying the birdcage had already disappeared.

"That shouldn't be the case. It's not a carrier bird. There's no reason for it to leave with Wayne..."

"Is he really a genius?!"

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Wayne did not take a taxi home directly. Instead, he walked on the street where the street lights were gradually lighting up, holding a birdcage in his left hand and a bag containing teaching materials and feed in his right hand.

First, he wanted to try his luck and see if he could encounter robbers who kidnapped a girl while walking on the street at night. If he could save the girl, and the girl was as wealthy as Veronica, he would not mind accepting her thanks and relieve his urgent need to make up for his poor finances.

Even if he pledges his love to her, he has a rather conservative view on love and can't afford to have four relationships at the same time.

Secondly, familiarize yourself with the traffic conditions in the northern district, which corners are suitable for surveillance, which sewers people can get into, and how to get to nearby subway stations that are convenient for quick transfers.

By the way, I took the dog for a walk. It was dark and foggy, and it was time for Abin to break out of the ground.

After ten minutes or so, Wayne realized that he was being followed. When he turned at the intersection, he saw a black car driving at an incredibly slow speed, as if it was waiting for dark.

It’s easier to take action after dark!

"Damn it, now they don't kidnap pretty girls anymore, they only pick on pretty boys?"

Wayne muttered to himself, and as he passed the alley, he suddenly accelerated his pace and walked straight into the depths of the alley.

A black car stopped on the side of the road, and two men in black got out in a hurry and rushed into the alley.

At the end of the street, the coach who was following quickly walked to the alley. He did not go in directly, but closed his eyes and listened for a while.

After a moment, he shook his head and left.

The boss is overthinking it. This kid is good at fighting and has a lot of bad intentions. He is not as honest as he looks!

Wait a minute, this boy is not honest, won’t Willy be cheated?
The coach spat fiercely and walked quickly towards the fitness center. He had collected important information and everyone must be vigilant at all times and not let the bad boys succeed.

……

In the alley, Wayne hid behind a trash can. When two men in black walked by quickly, he dodged and kicked one of them to the ground.

After landing, he turned around and swung out a punch, using the acceleration to hit the other man in black hard in the nose.

The force of the blow was so strong that it caused a dizzying effect. Before the second man in black could react, he kicked his legs and fell straight to the ground.

The first man in black fell to the ground, and the pistol in his arms fell out. He crawled and rolled to pick up the gun.

When he saw the pistol in his hand, the man in black's nervous expression finally eased.

Happy early!

He was kicked in the buttocks and rushed forward for a distance using his hands and feet. When he turned around, the pistol was already in Wayne's hand.

The original body's muscles memorize a large number of fighting skills, so he could never be an idle third-rate detective.

"Lie down on the ground with your hands on your head!"

Wayne shook the muzzle of the gun. It was getting dark. His eyes were blocked by the shadow of his black hat. His cold words gave him the vicious aura of a gangster who would kill without blinking an eye.

The man in black was shocked and lay on the ground with his hands on his head.

The other man in black had fainted. Wayne took out a pistol from him, frowned and said coldly: "Who are you and why are you following me?"

"No, no, I just happened to pass by." The man in black lying on the ground tried to explain.

"Haha, so this is a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence!"

Bang!
Wayne walked forward slowly, pressed his knee on the back of the man's neck, and put the gun to the back of his head: "Boy, you only make a few hundred dollars a month, why are you playing with your life? I'll give you one more chance, otherwise I will shoot you, and your companions will tell me the answer."

"me……"

Lies don't break people's defenses, the truth does!
Wayne's words hit a sore spot, and the man in black's tone immediately became sad and angry. It was so heavy that he felt he couldn't breathe.

"You haven't said it yet?"

Wayne pointed the gun at him and said, "Forget it. I won't force you. I'll go ask your companion. With your bloody example in front of him, he will definitely cooperate. Then I will let him live."

"No, no, no, don't shoot. I'm going to tell you now."

The man in black confessed: "We are from the Black Snake Society in the East District. We followed you to the North District. A big shot has set his sights on you. Our boss wants to curry favor with that big shot, so he plans to tie you up and send you over."

Wayne: "..."

Big shot, who is he? Has he ever offended any big shot?
(End of this chapter)