One Piece Paranoid GL

The sun is setting, the night is approaching, and the roads in the suburbs are even more lonely under the boundless sky.

The orange headlights seem to be far away and near in the dusty air, the motor of the sports car is roaring, and the bright red body is still dazzling in the darkening sky.

The driver was clearly exceeding the speed limit, but the young woman rested her hand on the car door and held her chin in a very calm manner, as if she was in a good mood. The music beats casually.

——A medical genius in his 20s, sexy and flamboyant with a fatal temptation that is as dangerous as a poppy but makes people sink, causing various forces to itch but have nothing to do about it.

Thinking of the harvest of not hesitate to visit the door in person this time, the corners of her mouth became more and more cheerful, and even the speed of the car increased a little.

The scene of the roadside retreating rapidly flashed through the car window, vaguely, it seemed that there was a man lying down on the wasteland, and the blood gushing under his body stained the rough soil into a dark color.

His eyes stayed in the side view mirror for a moment, and Mo Yimian's eyes flickered for a moment, and the steering wheel in his hand suddenly turned, and the body shifted to barely avoid another body lying sideways on the road.

Carefully controlling the speed of the car, she frowned slightly as she stared at the road ahead.

Sparsely, vaguely covered with human bodies.

——Based on the amount of bleeding, the possibility of survival is extremely low.

Weighing in his heart, Mo Yimian stopped the car on the side of the road, confirmed the location of the pistol hidden on his body, instinctively buckled a few silver needles in his hand, and then pushed the door and got out of the car.

——The sword wound on the neck was clean and neat, and there was no hesitation in the fatal blow.

Looking at the only wound on the corpse, a slight doubt floated in her eyes.

——The killer is a small man, and his swordsmanship is rigorous like a master from a famous family, but there is an indescribable evil spirit, and...

Paying attention to the thickness of the blood, her face turned slightly cold.

—the bloodstains were fresh.

Without further hesitation, he returned to the car wittily, locked the door behind him, and Mo Yimian narrowed his eyes to observe the movement in front of him, and lit a cigarette conveniently.

—There is nowhere to go around.

Leisurely exhaled a lingering smoke, she pondered, and finally put out the cigarette end decisively, and turned off the car lights.

The wheels quietly crushed the gravel and gravel on the road, moving forward silently.

——She is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business.

Watching both sides of the road vigilantly, the young woman walked slowly and patiently.

——However, she is not afraid of others taking the initiative to provoke trouble.

There were more and more corpses lying on the road, the murderer was obviously exhausted, the sharp sword wounds began to become muddy, and the wounds on the tracker gradually became messy.

Parking the car on the side of the road again, Mo Yimian stared at the blurred shadow in the distance, raising her eyebrows suspiciously.

Dozens of people stood around a small figure. The little guy in the middle seemed to be holding a broken sword in his hand, and he was dancing decently, showing his sharpness and ruthlessness in every move.

——I can’t keep up with my physical strength.

Mo Yimian judged calmly in her heart, she didn't intend to meddle in other's business, she took the time to light a cigarette again, and watched quietly in the car.

——There are still old wounds on his body that haven't healed.

Casually looking at the opponent's movements when he swung the sword, she keenly noticed the habit of deliberately avoiding attacks from the left side and lowering the center of gravity to the right.

Indeed, as she expected, the little guy's every move gradually slowed down as if he had more energy than he wanted.Seeing that the opponent's physical strength was exhausted, the hunter became excited, and the yelling and shouting of the crowd could still be heard clearly through the closed car windows.

——It's really... quite vulgar.

Looking coldly at the short man being severely knocked to the ground by one of them, Mo Yimian pursed her lips slightly, watching the tall and strong men cursing and spitting at the figure on the ground with some disapproval.

Perhaps because they felt that the little guy no longer posed a threat to them, the group of pursuers began to evacuate in an orderly manner, leaving only three people who looked like little heads.

Just as Mo Yimian was paying attention to the situation ahead and thinking about how he should escape safely, one of the men surrounding the little man suddenly backed away a few steps, grabbed the other two and whispered What, a burst of vulgar laughter broke out at the same time.

The two bent down to take off the little guy's pants, while the other fumbled to loosen his pants.

--Wait a moment.

The smoke between her fingers was still lingering in the misty mist. She was surprised to distinguish the movement there, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

—Is that a little girl?

Her heart tightened uncomfortably, Mo Yimian frowned, and she put one hand on the doorknob at some point.

What happened next was almost instantaneous.

A huge gray wolf suddenly pounced on one of them from its hiding place, and snapped his neck with its mouth open with lightning speed.With blood all over his body, Gray Wolf bit his throat before the other person could react.The man who was lying on the little man exclaimed, trying to get up from the ground hastily, but was caught by his trousers that had slipped between his knees, and staggered. In the blink of an eye, the gray wolf He bit his lower body hard.

Just as he was surprised by the sudden change, Mo Yimian only heard a low howl, and the car body suddenly sank, and the gray wolf, soaked in human blood, had already jumped onto the front hood of the car, gently shaking it with its front paws. Pulling the front windshield of the car.

——Being stared at by a gray wolf in the wilderness, no matter who it is, it will be frightened.

However, she just tilted her head, calmly, and looked at it with almost curious eyes.

The tails of the narrow and long eyes are slightly raised, and the water color in the eyes is hazy with an indescribable charm.

"Is there anything Mr. Wolf wants from me?"

The young woman was calm and relaxed, facing a beast that could easily tear herself apart, she asked lazily like a joke, her tone at the end of the sentence seemed somewhat frivolous.

"Aww!" Roaring eagerly, Gray Wolf raised his paws and slapped the glass, then turned his head to look at the girl who was still lying on the ground, turned his head and looked straight into her eyes, and then He flicked his tail.

After all, they are all canids, and they were forced to communicate with humans. After all, the brutal gray wolf chose the seemingly innocuous tail just like the dog.

Raising her eyebrows, as if she was not at all intimidated by the opponent's size and sharp teeth, Mo Yimian opened the car door and followed behind it calmly.

——The vitality of this little guy is amazingly tenacious.

Putting on the gloves, Mo Yimian simply checked the scars on the little guy's body, as if thinking of something, she suddenly reached out and touched the guy's wrist.

The violent internal force surged through the tendons, sometimes fierce and sometimes superficial, and the bursts of clamor made her scalp feel a little numb.

- Obsessed?

Ignoring the need to analyze the reason why a child who seemed to be less than ten years old had such strong internal energy, Mo Yimian looked at her. The little guy was unconscious and had a large number of shocking scars on his body.However, the bruising all over the place is trivial at first glance, gunshot wounds, knife wounds, burns, and some old wounds that have become inflamed and festered...

——Where is she...

The gray wolf waiting at the side whimpered, gently touched the girl's limp body with its black nose, looked up at her for help, and wagged its tail clumsily again.

Looking at the filth on the other party's body without any trace, Mo Yimian glanced at the already dark sky, got up and opened the trunk, and found the body bag specially prepared for this trip "just in case".

Unzipping the zipper, she directed the gray wolf to drag the little girl into the bag, and calmly took out another bag.

"Honey," the woman smiled calmly at the gray wolf, "Come in~"

Gray Wolf cautiously sniffed the mouth of the bag, stepped back and looked at her suspiciously.

"Oh? Do you really think this dirty look can get in my car?" Patting the bag, the smiling doctor changed into a coaxing tone, "Hey, your little friend still Waiting for rescue~"

All the way back to the research institute safely, Mo Yimian followed the steps familiarly, fixed the little guy firmly on the laboratory table with a restraint belt, and almost mercilessly poured disinfectant on her body. down.Carefully wiping away the dirt sticking to her wound, she connected the electrocardiogram, opened the cabinet and took out a small black leather box.

Fumbling for the buckle on the side of the box, she glanced at the girl who was still unconscious on the laboratory table.

——Just treat a child of unknown origin as a test product...

She weighed it.

——I don’t know whose family’s child has a wolf as a pet, and the vitality is still so strong...

As if everything was connected together suddenly, Mo Yimian suddenly looked at the gray wolf stationed outside the door, strode to the computer and tapped the keyboard without thinking.

Connected to the information database of the dark net, she quickly searched, the screen flickered, and finally stopped on a page.

The little girl in the white dress on the display screen has delicate features, and her whole body is pampered and cared for.Holding a teddy bear about her size, she smiled sweetly next to a majestic German Shepherd.

——Simon listens to the rain.

She stared at the photo for a while, then silently looked at the unconscious girl on the operating table.

According to legend, the first children of Ximen's family are all gifted, with excellent physical fitness, and they are all top talents in martial arts.

——This is the young lady of the Ximen family.

According to legend, the "wolf" who covers the sky with one hand in the underground world is controlled by Ximen, and his power is so huge that it cannot be easily shaken.

——This is the orphan of "Wolf".

It is said that the Ximen family has a sword manual that can "destroy the world, move mountains and rivers, shape Kyushu and reconstruct the rules of the world", and many organizations are eager to move on it with the idea of ​​"rather believable".

——This...is the only heir to that set of swordsmanship.

Taking a few steps back and leaning against the wall, Mo Yimian's throat slipped, and his face became unusually serious.

——The self who always hates trouble...

Star's bright water-colored eyes lost the ambiguous charm of the past, but showed a bit of coldness.

——This time I actually picked up a hot potato that couldn't be easily shaken off.

Her eyes slowly moved along the unconscious and thin body, she pursed the corners of her lips, and her eyes suddenly became a little dim.

——No wonder those men just now...

She narrowed her eyes lightly, and there was a little coolness between her brows and eyes.

——This is a lady who is playing tricks on a famous family.

As if feeling the surge of the dark tide in the laboratory, the gray wolf outside the door let out a low howl from its throat. Its bowl-sized paws slapped the cold marble floor, and it stood up without warning, lying on its back. Peeping anxiously through the glass window.

"Woo..."

The cold green eyes that were originally fierce were wet, and Gray Wolf looked very pitiful with his ears drooping.

—it is begging.

With a moderate "tsk", Mo Yimian put on the gloves again with a cold face, the latex was tightened, and there was a crisp "pop" when it bounced against the skin.

——In the end...

Skillfully piercing one needle after another into the little guy's body, Mo Yimian lowered her eyes, and the corners of her always frivolous lips were slightly tightened at this moment.

——She is just a child who is less than ten years old.

The doctor who was lowering his head and manipulating the instrument did not notice that the girl who should still be in a coma had slightly opened her eyes.Her pupils that were supposed to be clear turned into a cloud of darkness.

His eyes were dark, with a lifeless gloom.