About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

"That's really a coincidence. Anyway, let's get out of here—"

"Where are you going~?"

Just as Orson and Zaolu walked to the entrance of the alley, a female voice with a slightly mischievous and mocking tone came from behind.

"Although those people are pure idiots, I will lose face if I get killed like this. Everyone take a step back, how about letting me kill you obediently?"

When the new killer appeared, Zao Lu was a little worried and afraid, while Orson stood in front of her with a calm attitude.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me here, and let you see how professional security guards are able to stay calm--surprise, surprise... aba aba"

Before Orson could finish pretending B, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he couldn't even speak.

——The speed of pulling the hips is too fast!

Zao Lu on the side complained loudly in his heart, and at the same time became even more flustered by Orson's reaction.

What on earth did this young man see to become so surprised?

For Orson, what he saw at this time was indeed completely beyond expectations.

he saw...

A big cockroach with highlights.

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Orson's eyes were wide open, and he stared at the Sarkaz mercenary woman in front of him with a look of "I hate Nabaca!"

"Huh? So I'm already so famous? Well, thank you for your attention, so in return, let me use this bomb instead of my autograph~"

Known as "W", he has a lot of roles in the Tomorrow's Ark game. The fun man who jumped repeatedly between Rhodes Island and the integrated movement, smirked and threw a bomb at Orson without hesitation.

"In fact, I want to touch those two whiskers on your head more than signing my name—the rest"

The black shadow stretched in front of Orson, and after being tuned, its hardness rose to the level of steel.

"KABOOM!"

The loud noise and deflagration exploded directly on the faces of Orson and Zaolu, but they were blocked and offset by the rest.

——Which plane is the plot now?

While protecting Zao Lu from being involved in the explosion range, Orson thought about the situation he was in at this time.

First of all, Orson is sure that there is absolutely no such plot in the original work. Zaolu's assassination is outrageous enough. The assassin is still W?From the perspective of subsequent plot development, this is simply unreasonable.

What are the variables causing all this?If it is because of my existence that the event changed...then the "direct reason" for this situation is that the integration movement has not become a radical group in the game?

There are many doubts, and the current situation does not allow Orson to think carefully.

"boom--!!"

"Well!"

Zao Lu uttered a short mournful cry, and these violent explosions made the eardrums tingle a little.

"Tsk... In short, get out of here first and follow me closely."

Orson dragged Zao Lu to escape from the alley, and had to use rest symbols to block the explosion along the way, and even had to rely on tuning the blast wave itself to reduce the damage received.

It is impossible for me to let Zaolu be killed by W here, but it is even more impossible to kill W.So the only thing Orson can do is run away.

But Orson, who had just come to Qiecheng, and Zaolu, who seldom wandered around the city, didn't know. Their escape route at this time was also planned by W's exquisite blasting——

"Damn it, it's tricked"

When the two found an abandoned stadium waiting to be demolished, surrounded by deep pits that had been dug in advance to collect debris from the ruins, Orson realized that W deliberately forced them here .

"Although I don't know what your origin stone skill is, little brother, as long as you have enough explosives to blow up half of the stadium and attack from multiple angles, you won't be able to escape with such ease~?"

W's voice was heard far away, and Orson had to admit at this moment that he didn't feel any pleasure from Chef W at all, only irritability and annoyance.

Thinking about it carefully, the pool of W sank back then, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

The clay figurine still had a bit of anger, not to mention a guy like Orson who didn't have a good temper.After being chased by W and blasted all the way, Orson was already full of fire waiting to vent.

"Natalia, you hide here. I'll deal with that guy, you just stay here and don't move around."

"Well, are you okay?"

Zao Lu looked at Orson's 'back view' with some concern.

"Big man, cute big tits."

Orson shook the old stalk that had become the tears of the times, and then walked towards the only entrance where W was.

"Hey! Sarkaz mercenary over there, I don't know how many bombs you planted, but can you listen to me—"

boom! ! !

Orson tried to talk to W while giving a French military salute, but the result was that he was covered in a howitzer before he finished speaking, and he could barely stop him with a rest.

"That black thing is really annoying, is it your Originium skill?"

W threw the bullet casings out of the gun, and then laughed at Orson's distressed look.

"Almost, always...listen to what I have to say, can we have a truce today? I don't want to fight you for some reason, but the white bear girl over there is also related to me."

Veins popped up on Orson's forehead. While suppressing his anger, he continued to try to reason with W.

"Hmm... of course you can~"

W put a finger on his chin, pretending to be thinking, and then smiled to say yes.

"Can?"

"That's right, just let me fry you into minced meat and take that kid's head away."

W grinned cruelly as he reloaded the howitzer and pulled the trigger on Orson.

"……Fine."

Orson commanded the rest symbol to cut off the grenade whose fuze hadn't exploded in mid-air, and then ordered the rest symbol to return to his shadow.

"That means the transaction was successful? I'll take your life."

W took out the remote control with a smile on his face, and at the same time lightly threw a C4 at Orson.

C4 flashing red flew towards Orson with a not-so-fast parabola, but this time the pitch-black invisible thing did not appear.

"I mean, there's nothing to talk about—[Curtain call]"

Orson put his fingers to his lips in a silent gesture.

The next second—the violent explosion that W originally imagined, which could be misunderstood as the demolition of an abandoned building, did not come out.

The bomb thrown at Orson did not explode, and the large-yield landmine buried at his feet also did not explode.

"……what have you done?"

The smile on W's face became less natural and more relaxed.

"..."

Orson didn't respond, this male teenager who belonged to the "talkative" category in W's first impression, became silent at this time.

——Is this effect also that guy's Originium skill?That being the case... so fast!

"Well--!?"

One second before W was trying to reload her howitzer, but the next second Orson had arrived in front of W, and the dagger drawn out from nowhere pierced her palm holding the trigger mercilessly.

The explosive power of this young boy's body is much more terrifying than it looks on the outside, and the acceleration process of the other party has even somewhat violated the limitations of the human body structure.

"You bastard...!"

W drew out the dagger at his waist with his left hand, but before he had time to get into position, his left hand was elbowed away by Orson, and at the same time his whole body was crushed to the ground by Orson.

"Sha-puchi!"

"Ugh!!"

Orson pulled the dagger from the palm of his right hand, and immediately put it on W's throat.

"You guy...were you just pretending?"

W questioned Orson, but the latter still didn't say a word, just staring at himself with those dark pupils.

A heartfelt chill gushed out from W's heart, and the silent guy in front of him was like a silent god of death.

The concept of "death" is clearly engraved in W's mind, and now she only hopes that the other party can give herself a good time.

But Orson didn't plunge the dagger into W's throat, and he finally recovered his voice:

"Wow! This guy is so strong! Si Guoyi! I'm bleeding all over the floor! I can't beat it! Teammates, teammates, save me!!"

"...??"

W looked at Orson yelling these unclear words with a dazed expression, while Orson retracted the dagger, got up and rubbed his throat.

"That's it for today, okay? Don't make me say it a second time."

Orson kicked the remote control next to W into the pit next to him, and then left.But this time W did not continue to hunt down.

After temporarily eliminating the unexpected assassin, Orson rediscovered Zao Lu who had been hiding.

"Student Orson!"

"Student...? Uh, anyway, I can't beat that mercenary, so I can barely hold her back, so hurry up and find something to get out of here now."

"okay……"

Although Zao Lu always felt that something was weird, it was better to run away now, so don't ask why this person who suddenly appeared looked distressed.

As for Orson, the reason for his uncomfortable face is also very simple:

——When I first met W, I got along well with her, and even kicked her detonator. If you look at it according to the favorability, this is probably a negative 100 favorability at the beginning.

Meanwhile, W on the other side.

"...the wound was lighter than expected"

W wrapped the palm of his right hand with a bandage, and the dagger seemed to have changed some of its physical characteristics when it penetrated his palm, leaving only an extremely fine wound that had even stopped bleeding due to the high temperature.

Boom! !