I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Here's the thing.

Kira Yoshikage glanced at his watch again.

——The tiger fugu that my father ordered from the Internet last week arrived today, and he has to hurry back.

If the job of cooking tiger fugu is entrusted to my father, then maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there will be news like [Father and son mistakenly cooked tiger fugu and died of poisoning at home]...news.

Just like the last time we met, Tang Zeanda still kept a certain distance from Kira Yoshikage.

But there is still a difference. It is not as far away as before, and he is still slowly approaching him when he speaks.

——Something must have changed, which caused his behavior to change.

Ji Liang Yoshikage looked at Tang Zeanda, no doubt impatient.

Let's not investigate why Tang Zeanda didn't die, but consider it from the perspective of a normal person-since he survived, why not hide in the gutter to survive and seek his own death?

The Killer Queen came out from behind Kira Yoshikage.

It had no joy or sorrow on its face as always, but raised its hand towards Tang Zeanda.

"boom!----"

The blue car was launched from the back of the killer queen's hand. Unlike the last quiet attack, it flew towards Tang Zeanda's heart with a smashing force.

"puff,"

Then, Zhi Tang Zeanda rushed out from behind.

Like nectar for a long time, this blood is still not enough to satisfy it.

The car turned the front of the car unhurriedly and roared at Tang Zeanda: "Give it to me! Look this way!"

Ji Liang Yoshikage looked at the big hole in Tang Zeanda's heart and raised his eyebrows slightly - 'It turns out that as long as the wound is big enough, you can really see the opposite scenery through the wound...'

Tang Zeanda fell to the ground with a bang.

that's it?

Kira Yoshikage stopped in place for a moment and walked towards Tang Zeanda.

It's a good thing that the incident went smoothly. Next, we only need to make Tang Zeanda's body disappear...

He crouched down beside Tang Zeanda - no!

The big hole that should have appeared in Tang Zeanda's heart disappeared, and was replaced by his complete sweater that had been worn to the point of blackness.

"Those who have suffered will have eternal salvation, just like me."

Tang Zeanda said so, opened his eyes, and the black "Grim Reaper" appeared from behind him and grabbed the killer queen's neck.

At this moment, Kira Yoshikage also experienced a strange and suffocating feeling.

"Surprise!~"

Tang Zeanda smiled and got up, looking at Ji Liang Yoshikage's sunken pinch marks in his eyes with contentment and satisfaction.

- Current time PM03:37:24

"I've done a lot of experiments and can perfectly ensure a certain degree of 'immortality'."

Tang Zeanda walked around Ji Liang Yoshikage, and the joy in his heart was beyond what he expected before.

His "Rock Red and Black" had the amazing ability to cut the "red" thread of life function.And now, although the clothes have disappointed him greatly, it has brought him a more secure mobility.

Just a little pain.

He raised his hand and rubbed the position of his heart. The previous sense of penetration had long since disappeared, but it still made his heart linger.

But that's okay!

Tang Zeanda smiled and looked at Ji Liang Yoshikage - the person who used to be invincible is now in his hands.

After killing Ji Liang Yoshikage, you can go back to the apartment to take a good bath, and find the most gorgeous clothes in the wardrobe that suit his temperament!

Falling down, just to remind him to conquer his fear.

——"Fear" named Yoshikage Kira!

'So...why? '

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand and rubbed his neck.

The feeling of suffocation still existed, but Tang Zeanda seemed to believe in his victory and did not increase his strength.

Complacency always has a price.

There was finally a murderous look in Kira Yoshihide's eyes - he really admired it, and Tang Zeanda made him feel tricky.

Perhaps the "withering heart attack" as the second bomb was not clean enough.

But...what about the first bomb?

The Killer Queen knew his intentions—it always knew his intentions.

It raised its hand to hold the hand of the black "Death", and the even strength could not make it force "Death" to let go.But it didn't matter - it put its hand on Reaper's shoulder - and pressed the button.

What disappeared with the black "death" was the suffocation it brought.