Crimson Comes

He also knew that what this woman was good at was retrieving the recorded data from the entire foundation, or in other words, the area covered by the spiritual barrier, but in this world, dragons and snakes are mixed inside and outside the defense line, if the rose of flesh and blood only exists in the abandoned In a small place like Tiecheng, if there were no other incidents recorded, she would be the least likely to find clues.

As for Ye Feifei, well...

Most of the confidential information on the scrap iron city is in her head, which she read as a story club before.

I asked her for help, just hoping that she could help me to compare some files that I was not convenient to ask to see directly.

After she gave a negative answer, there was no hope.When it comes to specific investigations, I am a professional from a training camp anyway, so can I expect her, a half-assed person who hasn't even figured out the types of twelve demons, to help me?

She is unlucky, not a god...

……

……

When Wei Wei was suffering from lovesickness, Ye Feifei was riding her beloved electric scooter, beeping around a street corner.

"Such a strange red rose, why does Xiao Wei have to find such a person?"

After receiving Wei Wei's late-night call entrustment, Ye Feifei has been helping him find it.

At the same time, I couldn't help feeling a strong curiosity in my heart: "It's so important, could it be my first love?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was possible, so I took it as a big event to do.

Although she didn't find this mark in the information in her memory, she always helped Wei Wei notice it in her daily life.

Because she feels that this tattoo is more like a girl's choice, so when she usually patrols the street, she will intentionally or unintentionally sweep the girl's arms and arms, and even walk around the door of the bar to pick out those who smoke and drink. girls look.

This caused her to meet a lot of unfriendly looks.

Occasionally, someone would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, and they would ask in a big sister style: "Sister, let's play together at night?"

Instead, Ye Feifei was frightened by these proactive and kind girls, and ran away on a small electric scooter.

Often these girls looked at her back and dismissed her: "You don't know who's honest child at first glance, you can't take it with you."

Of course, Ye Feifei, who had been secretly looking at others, didn't notice that someone was also secretly looking at him.

Just as she swept through the crowd and was about to leave, a man in a white suit happened to walk in front of her electric car.

Turning around, a handsome smile appeared on his face.

Ye Feifei immediately glanced at him vigilantly, and then judged in his heart: "Well, it's not like stealing batteries."

Just about to pass him and leave, unexpectedly, this person waved his hand suddenly and said with a smile: "Miss, wait a minute."

"Are you interested? Find a place to have a drink with me?"

"..."

"Ok?"

Because the people who usually call themselves "Miss" are the housekeepers and servants at home, Ye Feifei shook his head subconsciously.

"Don't drink."

"..."

Seeing her rejection so neatly, the man seemed a little surprised, but a smile appeared on his face again.

He tugged on the open skirt of his suit, tilted his head, and said with a smile, "Don't refuse in such a hurry..."

"Let's make friends first..."

"..."

As he said that, he also walked to Ye Feifei's side, and his palm was naturally placed on her shoulder.

A strange brilliance flashed in his pupils, and his expression was very confident.

Ye Feifei, on the other hand, opened his eyes wide and looked at the palm of his hand that was about to rest on his shoulder, subconsciously grabbed it with a backhand, jumped off the car, turned around and twisted his hips, grabbed his arm and threw him in a circle, and ended up It fell firmly on Malu Yazi...

Bang.

Suddenly there were countless suspicious eyes around.

Ye Feifei also threw the person down first, then subconsciously drew out the gun, and then suddenly realized something was wrong.

Immediately apologetic: "Sorry, sorry, conditioned reflex..."

As he spoke, he wanted to pull the victim up hastily, but when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw the pattern on his arm.

His expression suddenly became surprised.

Chapter 65 Feifei is the real God

"Brother Wei, here..."

When he walked into the coffee shop, he saw that Ye Feifei had already found a booth with no one around, and ordered coffee for him. When he saw him coming from a distance, he immediately stood up and waved his hands. When she walked up to her, she immediately took out a tissue, on which was the tattoo pattern she had drawn from her memory, and said nervously, "Look quickly, does it look like this?"

At this moment, she was also a little excited, and her face was full of an expression of whether I am very capable or not, hurry up and praise me.

With my physique, I was doomed to rarely seek help from myself since I was a child.

I can't help myself, less...

"call……"

Wei Wei quickly took the tissue and looked at it carefully.

Above is the tattoo pattern that Ye Feifei drew with her memory, although Ye Feifei's drawing skills are a bit...

Very bad.

But it can still be seen that this tattoo pattern is indeed somewhat similar in style to the Scarlet Rose he was looking for.

However, the above seems to be missing a lot of key details...

Even Wei Wei was a little uncertain for a while, but he was still a little excited. He stared at the pattern for a while, and said to Ye Feifei:

"How did you meet?"

"..."

"Ah, I was just patrolling the streets normally..."

"Because you asked me to do this before, I usually keep an eye on it for you. What if it happens?"

"I thought it might be a tattoo, so I picked places on the street where there are many bad girls..."

"..."

Ye Feifei talked and gestured repeatedly, and told what happened to him just now bit by bit.

During the period, her reasoning and analysis were also included, which was a little smug. This analysis made Wei Wei want to cover his face countless times. He felt helpless as if he was a top student looking at a scumbag, but gradually, the more he listened, the more surprised he became. Yes, especially when it comes to the man in white.

He became a little nervous and kept interrupting her, asking her to describe the actions the other party made and the smiling face when the incident happened.

Even every change in the other party's expression, as well as the subtle feelings in his own heart.

Until Ye Feifei has such a good memory, he really can't recall other details.

Wei Wei nodded, and quickly flashed back various details of the process in his mind, summarizing.

After a while, his heart, which was a little bit lost, started beating again.

He hid the ecstasy on his face, and stared blankly at Ye Feifei.

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Feifei was taken aback.

"Feifei..."

Wei Wei's eyes looked particularly gentle, and he said softly, "Have I ever praised you as a goddess before?"

Ye Feifei hurriedly shook his head.

Wei Wei held her hand excitedly, and said seriously: "Then you are now..."

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……

"What a pity..."

At this time, Wang Mo was sitting in the bar, rubbing his hands behind his back, which was still aching, thinking in his heart:

"It's so easy to meet such a beautiful little girl. I didn't expect to be so vigilant, let alone..."

"...the skill is so good."

"..."

When I think about the feeling of being thrown on the ground by her in front of so many people just now, I feel a little ashamed. As the owner of the bar, he has always been an elegant and calm man. .

"It's a pity that I couldn't put it on her shoulders successfully. Otherwise, I might not have to drink by myself now."

Thinking of the girl who was so qualified but missed it for nothing, he sighed slightly.

Even though I am a person with a very strong talent, the triggering of this ability also requires certain conditions, for example, when the other party does not have a strong sense of guard, use some ambiguous or provocative actions to break through a certain distance feel.

He believes that this is an elegant sense of ritual.

Of course, the palm of the hand has to be successfully placed on the opponent's shoulder, and it must be a failure if it is thrown on the back halfway.

And the other party is so vigilant, in front of so many people, it is difficult for him to use a stronger method.

Maybe you need to practice it yourself.

After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, he came to a room in the bar that was not open to the public.

Here, there are huge mirrors on the four walls, and you can see your own image from any angle. In the corner, there are many dummies, some with hands together, carrying bags, and some like walking on the street. Others seem to be sitting in a chair.

All kinds of different actions made the room seem to be a lot more lively all of a sudden.

Wang Mo took off his hat, hung it on the hanger, then slowed down his pace, and took a few steps forward gracefully.

"No, it's too girly..."

He looked at himself in the mirror, stepped back, adjusted, and walked forward again.

"too fast."

"The style is too hard, it is easy to make people vigilant..."

"..."

He walked over and over again, and adjusted over and over again. It was just the posture of walking a few steps, which he practiced countless times.

Then, he pulled over another puppet, which was carrying a bag in both hands, and seemed a little shy.

It seems that this is very similar to the posture of the young girl riding on the electric car just now.

He walked in front of the puppet with a restrained and non-impetuous pace.

He showed a somewhat restrained, but just enough to reflect his handsome smile.

Then, pretending to be casual but very naturally, he stretched out his hand and put it on the puppet's shoulder.

The body turned around, forming a face-to-face posture with the doll, and the distance was shortened by [-] centimeters.

At that moment, the abruptness and panic brought by his palms on her shoulders, the pressure brought by his face approaching her, and the impact brought by his face meeting her eyes, all must be achieved in an instant. An almost delicate balance...

Practice over and over again, a little adjustment.

Wang Mo's movements are becoming more and more proficient and natural, and his every move has a charming charm.

Must practice hard, although I am a lucky one.

But after being bound in this city for so long, I am somewhat slack, or rather, tired?

But it doesn't matter, I'm getting through it soon.

After feeding that guy, I will be free...

"It is said that some powerful people with the same ability can even have their own manor outside the city and their own human slaves."

"Maybe I can live like this too?"

"..."

He was full of anticipation.