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Scene [-]: Inside the Abandoned Factory

This is a long-abandoned factory.The space is not high, but the interior is filled with a lot of things - guns of different lengths and ammunition of various colors, guns, guns, large and small guns, and some slightly old barrels... In short , It is simply a paradise for contraband.

The people inside are nestled in their respective corners, and most of them seem to be very idle—closed eyes and meditating, fiddled with the guns and weapons in their hands, or gathered together to chat... Of course, this calmness may be just an appearance—— ——If someone really broke in, the group of desperadoes here would not be in such a state.

But he has no interest in what other people are doing, just burying his head in self-concern, his slender fingers tapping the old typewriter in front of him rhythmically - the creaking noise every time a line is changed It sounds particularly harsh, and it almost makes the teeth feel a little sore.

But everyone seems to be used to it.Except that the red-haired man next door finally No. 20 poked his head over seven times, half-jokingly teasing: "Why, are you writing a letter to that cold and prickly object of yours again?"

He replied without raising his head, "Don't be jealous, she is a sweet and gentle lover like a rose."

"Really?" The red-haired man sneered, "But you just said last time that she never wrote back to you? Are you really in unrequited love?" His eyes rolled, "Besides, you never dared to To meet her face to face?"

After he finished typing a paragraph, he finally raised his head: "That's because I'm too attractive, I'm afraid that when he gets agitated, he can't help but shoot me down immediately—after all, I've been wandering outside for too long, and From time to time, I can't help but want to tease other prey."

"It looks like a tough rose." The red-haired man couldn't help laughing, "But ordinary people, I'm afraid they can't keep such a flashy heart like you for so long... you are a stunning beauty Big beauty? Is the waist thin? How about the breast shape? I really want to see her..."

"Slender waist and long legs, very attractive, but I'm afraid you won't want to see him in person." He looked playfully at the finally completed love letter in front of him, with a half-smile on his lips, "I know Is it? Beauty...sometimes is directly proportional to the level of cruelty."

After speaking, he didn't explain any more, got up, nodded briefly to the others in the corner, picked up the letter that was just completed on the table, and went out.

Scene [-]: The streets full of gunpowder

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, the flames were still alive, and the whole block was filled with the smell of dust.

He hid in a corner, looking in the direction of the abandoned factory in the distance, with his hands in the pockets of his light brown coat, still with that half-smile expression on his face.

The woman with exquisite make-up next to her pressed the newsboy cap on her head, and looked at the situation over there through the scope of the gun in her hand, before she couldn't help but raised her head: "All have been dealt with, none of them escaped... ...It is indeed a legendary fighting machine."

"Really, then we are going to withdraw too. I guess he will bring people over to search the surrounding area later." He looked at it for a while before he opened his mouth.

"Well. But... this time your identity may have been completely exposed. What you will face in the future is not just a frontal search. The people behind you will definitely come to seek revenge. "The woman reminded him.

"Isn't this kind of thing expected?" He smiled indifferently, "Besides, I'm looking forward to some interesting gifts coming to my door."

"Listen, you really want to be found by him quickly. As your behind-the-scenes partner, it's very difficult for me to do this."

"Just kidding, although I am passionate, I am not a qualified knight. I don't follow the traditional virtues of love, and I haven't reached the level of dying for love—not to mention that the object is a cruel beauty like him. He spread his hands, "You should know, I've always been quite life-saving... Before I've had enough fun, I won't send myself to those regular soldiers."

"Just remember." The woman looked at the expression on his face, the unfathomable blue eyes that were narrowed again under the dazzling blond hair, and sighed silently in her heart - looking at this look, probably , who is going to be unlucky.

The two figures quickly passed through the blockade and left the block.