The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

Eighth World 4

Zhou Bai walked through the warm but slightly dark corridor, his smooth black leather shoes beating rhythmically on the wooden floor, as if echoing some unknown melody.

There is a dark smell of violets in the air, faint and seemingly invisible.

While walking, Zhou Bai took out the handkerchief folded in his coat pocket, carefully and conscientiously wiped each finger from the base of the finger to the tip of the finger.There was no expression on the pale face, and the eyes between gray and blue were deep and cold, shining with a snow-like luster in the dim light.

He threw the slightly wrinkled handkerchief into the trash can at the door, then stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

The bright light shone on his face, Zhou Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he hadn't gotten used to the suddenly brighter light.

The smell of violets is getting stronger.

"Ciao." The magnetic and deep male voice sounded, with a slightly exotic accent, like a mellow red wine with a strong sense of layering, with an irresistible spiciness and charm.

—and danger.

Zhou Bai followed the voice, and saw that there was an extra figure in the supposedly empty office.

The man was leaning lazily and relaxed on his desk, his slender legs crossed, as if he was in his own territory comfortably.

A pair of violet eyes seem to contain gentle whirlpools, which can suck people's souls in when they look at each other, it is difficult to break free, and there is a faint sense of temptation and danger.

Zhou Bai quickly identified this person in his mind.

Samuel.

One of the most dangerous criminals in Steka Prison.The real name is unknown, the identity is unknown, and the strength is unknown.It is said that with his strength, he can escape from prison at any time, but he stayed there unexpectedly.

Samuel stared at the eyes of the young warden in front of him. Those blue-gray pupils were like inorganic glass beads, transparent and clear, but it was difficult to see the shade of emotion and spiritual reflection.It seemed that he was not surprised or curious about his arrival, only extraordinary indifference and calmness.

Samuel narrowed his eyes.

Long before the warden was transferred, he had passed the intelligence of his subordinates, and he thought he knew this person well.It's just a noble son with some idealism.Although the strength is good, but the mind is naive, that's why he was defeated in the family gang, and came here to take over the mess of this prison.

I thought I didn't need to care.

Until a few days ago, the warden specifically called Shen Chen away to talk—this person even played an important role in his grand plan.And Shen Chen's behavior after returning was also extremely weird.The plan that was thought to be safe and about to start was inexplicably accelerated.

This gave him a sense of out of control that the development of things was vaguely beyond his control.

Even then he shouldn't have come forward.

But his intuition told him that things might not be as simple as he imagined.

Just like the unknown undercurrent hidden under the seemingly clear lake, there is no clue on the surface of the water.

Now it seems that his intuition may be traceable.

Before he could speak next, he suddenly felt a sharp sound of wind in his ear, and the sharp sound of piercing through the air seemed to strike at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to capture with immense force.

Samir's pupils shrank, and he tilted his head according to his years of fighting intuition, and accurately avoided the blow.

The thick wooden table behind it cracked, creaking and groaning/groaning, and a deep and hideous crack spread to the rear on the hard floor. The cut surface was smooth and smooth, as if it had been cut by some invisible sharp blade. .

Samuel narrowed his eyes, his violet eyes getting darker.

He stroked his cheek lightly with his finger, only to see that his white fingertips were already stained with a little dark red blood.

The last time you got hurt...how many years ago?

He looked at Zhou Bai who was opposite him.

That indifferent and pale face was as unwavering as ever, and the non-gray and non-blue eyes were like the reflection of the ice on a mountain in the sun.The suit was neat and tidy, without the slightest trace of war, and the fingers with white gloves were holding it vaguely, and a faint air wave snaked down the index finger.

The other side was also looking back at him.

For some reason, Samuel read contempt and arrogance from those indifferent eyes.

"Article 4 of the Code: Do not trespass on the private space of senior officials." The voice was elegant and cold, with aristocratic reserve, but the threat in it was hard to underestimate.

Samuel looked at him steadfastly, the atmosphere in the air was so heavy that it almost turned into substance, and the emotions in his narrow eyes were unclear.

Suddenly, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

The tip of the dark red tongue slid across the white fingertips, sweeping away the remaining blood.The wound on his face hadn't yet condensed, with a touch of fresh blood oozing out, and his purple eyes were inexplicably coquettish.People can't help but think of a cold-blooded snake, spitting out a letter, swimming around and slowly approaching.

But almost instantly, he suppressed the killing and bloody aura all over his body, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was elegant and reserved, as if he was just a harmless kid from a rich family.

Samuel took out a pure white silk handkerchief from his breast pocket, and slowly wiped the blood on his side face, his eyelashes drooped peacefully, covering his long and narrow eyes.

Zhou Bai looked at him coldly.

Of course he knew this person.After all, Samuel can be regarded as a heavyweight character in the plot. He is both good and evil. He is not a villain, but he is by no means a good person. However, he plays an important role in the entire plot relying on his superb strength and skills. Role.

He was the behind-the-scenes man who had been using Shen Chen in the early stage, but it was his secret operation that made Shen Chen able to escape from prison successfully.

Zhou Bai didn't think that the changes he showed could attract Samuer's attention, and it was even less likely to attract him to go out in person.

But until now, it can only be expressed according to the character of the character itself.After all, Joe Riddle was completely unaware of the existence of Samuel.

Samuel carefully folded and put away the blood-stained handkerchief, and looked up at Zhou Bai, his dark purple eyes were like an abyss.He sighed meaningfully: "Air control ability..."

Immediately afterwards, as if he didn't expect Zhou Bai's answer, he lazily stood up straight and said, "Master Warden, my name is Samuel, please don't forget, and look forward to our next meeting." Meet."

After speaking, his figure fluctuated like a phantom floating on the water, and then slowly drifted into the air without a trace, disappearing without a trace like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

Zhou Bai was the only one left in the room again.

The table that should have been shattered stood in the distance as if it were brand new, and the deep cracks on the floor disappeared.Only the scent of faint violets remaining in the air can show the traces of someone's presence.

Zhou Bai: "..."

Is this gone? !

The boss of the original plot just came to say hello? !

The author has something to say: I suddenly found that the topic was harmonized...?a little confused

Thinking of a new name for the article, orz... heartbroken qvq