I'm not a drama god

No one answered in the tavern.

These dozen killers from all over the world began to breathe heavily, not only because of the smell of blood on Nie Yu who had killed countless people, but also because of those indifferent and extremely oppressive eyes, like The wolf king walking in the wilderness was covered in blood and full of murderous intent.

After an unknown amount of time, the bartender behind the bar slowly spoke:

"……do not know."

Hearing this answer, Nie Yu's eyes narrowed unconsciously. He carried the shotgun on his back, walked to the bar amidst the creaking of the floor, and said in a deep voice:

"Vulture, where are the people I asked you to keep an eye on her?"

The bartender didn't speak, and silently turned on his phone. A piece of news popped up in front of Nie Yu's eyes.

"At three o'clock this afternoon, a major traffic accident occurred on the Loujiang Expressway. A tram collided with a petrol truck at high speed, and simultaneously ignited and fell off the expressway. No one survived; the body of another car was completely shattered, and it was suspected that a very strong impact occurred. As a result, two people in the car were crushed to death;

A third car parked on the side of the road, with double flashers on, found the bodies of two men who had been shot...

According to police investigation, all the surveillance cameras on this section of the road were damaged at the same time, and no video footage of the incident was found. They are currently working hard to restore the scene...

At the same time, the police revealed that the vast majority of the victims this time were wanted fugitives, so the possibility of vendetta cannot be ruled out... reporters from the front will continue to report for you..."

As Vulture pressed the lock screen, only Nie Yu's cold face remained on the dark screen, his brows knitted tightly together.

"...It's the man in brown clothes." Nie Yu seemed to have recalled something, and there was anger in his eyes. "He can affect the electronic equipment around him, so it must be him! He is indeed targeting Su Zhiwei. .”

"He should have extraordinary power just like you." The vulture placed the cleaned wine glass on the bar, poured the whiskey on hand into it, and said slowly,

"If that's the case, no matter how many killers you find, they won't be able to stop him... you can only take action yourself."

"Of course I will kill him with my own hands."

"But now we don't even know where they are hiding..."

Nie Yu sneered and drank all the whiskey in the glass. At the same time, he hit the bar hard, and the terrifying force crushed the glass into crumbs all over the table.

Under the nervous and almost suffocating gazes of everyone, he picked up the shotgun and walked calmly outside the tavern.

"Send me the location of the car accident...the prey I'm targeting will never escape."

……

early morning.

Chen Ling slowly opened her eyes on the roof of the museum.

"Is it dawn yet..." Chen Ling stood up and scanned the distant horizon. After confirming that there was no foreign object approaching within the field of vision, she jumped down from the roof like a butterfly.

Chen Ling wasn't sleepy at all, and due to the sense of voyeurism, he didn't even step into the museum last night. Although he wasn't so wary of Xiao Chunping, he couldn't trust her, and he was on her territory without any defense. Rest is naturally impossible.

Staying on the roof not only prevents the sense of prying eyes, but also makes it easier for him to observe the surrounding situation at any time and prevent Nie Yu from making a surprise attack at night. This is Chen Ling's best choice.

at the same time.

In the corridor, an energetic young man was looking at the reflection in the window, carefully fiddling with his bangs, as if he was not satisfied with anything and wanted to weld them all to his head one by one.

The next moment, he felt his eyes blurred as a brown-clothed figure blew past the window like the wind and landed silently on the corridor.

"Fuck!!"

Yao Qing was startled by the sudden figure, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

When he saw that it was Chen Ling, he couldn't help but complain: "No, where did you leave this COS Spider-Man so early in the morning? Where did you come from?!"

"Roof." Chen Ling replied calmly.

"...I've prepared a bed for you but if you don't want to sleep on it, why are you going to the roof?"

"The view from the roof is good, so I can monitor the surroundings at any time to see if any enemies are approaching."

"..."

Yao Qing suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he silently bowed to Chen Ling and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I was the one who was rude."

As Yao Qing's attitude turned 180 degrees, Chen Ling's brows rose slightly... Looking at the "simple" male college student in front of him who corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong, Chen Ling couldn't help but recall his own youth. I felt a little sad.

Chen Ling's gaze fell to the side, and she saw a carefully prepared breakfast still steaming on the windowsill next to the corridor.

Not only are soy milk, fried eggs, sausages, and toast all available, combining Chinese and Western styles, but there is also a cute smiley face squeezed out of ketchup on the toast... Just when Chen Ling was about to look away, she suddenly let out a light sigh, A pair of "fiery eyes" lock onto the corner of the dinner plate...

On the edge of the soy milk bowl, where almost no one would notice, there is a "??" lightly drawn with a pencil.

The lines of this love are too light, just like the ignorant and young love of a young man. He wants to hide it, but he is unwilling to do so. He can only silently leave love in an inconspicuous corner, praying that one day Discovered by "her".

Chen Ling's eyes gradually became subtle, and Yao Qing exclaimed, holding the breakfast plates in her arms, fearing that Chen Ling would eat them first.

"This...this is not for you!"

"..." Chen Ling said helplessly, "I didn't say I wanted to eat, either?"

Yao Qing still stared at him, his eyes full of vigilance, but thinking that Chen Ling had guarded them all night yesterday, his expression became hesitant again...

"If you want to eat... um... I'll make it for you later. Anyway, this is not for you!"

Chen Ling was too lazy to tell him more and waved her hand.

"let's go."

Yao Qing carried the dinner plate and walked towards Su Zhiwei's room, but after walking for a while, he couldn't help but stop, straightened his hair in front of the window, and then moved on...

"You're going the wrong way." Seeing this, Chen Ling couldn't help but remind her.

"what?"

"Your sister Zhiwei got up before dawn, an hour earlier than you." Chen Ling pointed to the direction of the yard, "She practices over there."

Yao Qing was stunned for a long time, then hurriedly walked to the yard with the dinner plate in his arms. After pushing open the central glass door, a figure under the willow tree came into view.

In the courtyard full of spring scenery, Su Zhiwei was wearing a white training uniform and stood gracefully in front of the swaying willow branches. Her hands were like a gentle flowing stream, held in front of her like a semicircle.

Her steps are steady and light. Sometimes she turns her hands into palms, sometimes she clenches them into fists. Her tied black hair sways gently in the wind with the young willows, showing a balance of strength and softness.

Su Zhiwei was completely immersed in this boxing technique and didn't even notice Yao Qing's arrival. Beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As her hands stirred, gusts of breeze blew up from under her body...