Hong Kong and black temporary workers

There were five children and three adults in the car.

Li Wangshu didn't have time to think.

For she had heard some discordant tone.

He could only rely on his physical instincts to use his abilities.Jian Guang waved along with the long sword.

A sword seals the throat.

The blood spattered on his face was warm.

"Sister Wang Shu—!"

She didn't have time to respond, she withdrew the long sword in her hand in the blink of an eye, and then surrounded the panicked cubs like an old hen.

"reject--!"

The air waves from the explosion, the scorching flames, the shards of glass, and the cries of children.

It's been many years, many years, and I haven't felt it.

Li Wangshu's ears buzzed from the shock.

There was an uninterrupted burning pain in the back, and the thick smoke choked into the nose and throat, bringing a burning pain.

It would be nice if it was outside.

It would be nice if it was raining.

It would be great if there were older brothers.

Is someone yelling outside?Li Wangshu's sanity was licked by the pain, and he was almost unconscious.who is it?Is it Odasaku?

Don't cry, Odasaku.

It's okay, it's okay.

The children are still alive and well.

"Sister Wang Shu, you are bleeding!"

"Are you okay?!"

"Let's get out, it's all fire—"

Surrounded and protected by an unknown territory, the children talked about their worries, although their voices were full of fear.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of the woman holding an umbrella in the misty rain thousands of miles away in the south of the Yangtze River. Every time she sat on the threshold and looked at the woman, the woman would hold her umbrella gracefully. An oil-paper umbrella turned his head slightly when he felt her gaze, with a hazy smile on his face.

Until the woman died, she still had such a moonlight smile, as if she had never been sad, and she had no fear of death.

But even so, she wanted to save this man.

Just like wanting to save these children now.

Just like wanting to save Odasaku who might have an accident.

Li Wangshu seemed to have regained his strength suddenly, struggling to straighten up from half kneeling.

She whispered, "Come and follow me."

She moved to the side with the children, and then kicked open the gap in the car that had been cut earlier.

It was difficult to get out of this burned out car with the child.

The firefighters who had just rushed outside were taken aback.

Li Wangshu coughed uncontrollably, glanced at the firefighters who were obviously trying to stop her, and said in a low voice, "Reject memory."

Immediately, she straightened her waist, took a few cubs, and walked out step by step. The blood on her body disappeared little by little, as if she had never been injured.

The sky suddenly thundered, and the clouds were overcast.

*********

Li Wangshu hailed a taxi and took the five children back to the tavern.

There seemed to be severe pain remaining all over his body.

It was raining outside, but it was not the light rain she had hoped for, but a torrential rain.But such heavy rain, in the absence of wind, is like small bullets hitting the car.

It hurts to hit someone, and an unexpected sense of isolation.

"Fugui." Li Wangshu settled the five cubs, and when he went downstairs, he saw the still graceful cat, which deftly avoided the explosion.

"Aren't you communicating with me in a real gesture?"

She squatted down and looked directly at the cat with complex meanings.

As a result, the figure of an adult male gradually broke away from the cat's body and appeared in front of her eyes.

"Ahh—it's a human." Li Wangshu looked up at the man who appeared, with a surprised tone, but showed no surprise. "Then it's really careless of me to show my refusal in front of you."

"I'm sorry. Miss Wang Shu." The man bowed slightly, "I'm sorry for using you."

Li Wangshu stood up straight, with his hands in his pockets, without a smile on his face, almost indifferent.

"Let me think about it, why?"

she said indifferently.

"Or please come and tell me?"

"Fugui" didn't respond at all, his manners were both elegant and calm, he said calmly, "The forces in Yokohama, three-point conception. Daytime belongs to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, night belongs to the Port Mafia, and dusk belongs to the Armed Detective Agency." .”

Li Wangshu raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "Oh, that's a good idea. So what? The armed detective agency is not strong enough, and the port mafia is not legal enough—is that so?"

"Fu Gui" raised the corners of his lips slightly, and praised, "Exactly. Therefore, in order to strengthen the armed detective agency, we must give the port mafia a special ability license."

"So Dazai and Odasaku are leaving, and I am helping." Li Wangshu laughed softly, fully understanding the meaning of "fugui".

She laughed from low to large, "Haven't you considered the possibility of me not making a move?"

"You'll do it, won't you?"

Li Wangshu was silent, then turned around, ready to go upstairs.

"If you want to know the stronghold of mimic, you might as well ask Edogawa Ranpo. I remember that you have a good relationship."

Li Wangshu waved his hands back casually, "Wait for me to change into a formal dress. It's a terrible idea to let the mafia let you go."

The sky cleared up, and the setting sun was slightly peeking out from the dark clouds that had not yet dissipated.

*********

Li Wangshu put on his sand-colored long trench coat, a white shirt with lace, a black A-line skirt and long black boots, looking very imposing.

At this time, she took out her mobile phone, only to find that the mobile phone in the Do Not Disturb state of the game had been dialed into countless calls belonging to the same strange number.

"who is it……?"

She flicked her phone and thought of some bandage bastard.

She thought for a while and sent the message.

Where is Odasaku located?

Soon, she received an extremely short reply.

Li Wangshu took a deep breath, walked down the stairs, and walked past "Fu Gui" who still maintained a human form.

"Take care of those children. Be rich."

"Fu Gui" smiled silently, which was regarded as an answer.

*********

When she rushed to the stronghold, the information of mimic had been sent to her mobile phone without revealing anything.

A supernatural organization in Europe.

Intervening will probably cause trouble to the Li family.

But, but, sometimes the body moves before the mind.

Especially when saving lives.

*********

During the battle, Odasaku couldn't help but think of the video that Li Wangshu once wanted to show him, but changed his mind temporarily not to show him.

What exactly did you talk about?

That kid must have been a killer once, too?I'm also looking for support.

She seems to have found a lot of things, which is really enviable.

But he is not bad, he actually has a little hazy direction for the ending of that novel, which is a pity.If only a little more time--

It will probably have a good ending.

Odasaku pushed open the last gate of the mimic stronghold.

*********

Facing Mori Ogai, Dazai released his last chip.

Or it's not a bargaining chip at all.

"Li Wangshu will save Odazuo."

He took a deep breath and said in a steady voice, "Isn't the leader curious about her identity?"

The two looked at each other, their gazes were similarly dull, a filthy pure darkness.

You can get more of what you want.

Dazai said so with his eyes.

Mori Ogai evoked a sneer without warmth, "Really. It's the little girl who just sent a text message."

Dazai pursed his lips slightly.

"But since that's the case, she will definitely come to me."

Dazai clenched his fist slightly, then let it go.

He realized that he really, completely lost a city.

*********

When Li Wangshu stepped into the mimic's stronghold, corpses that hadn't completely lost their temperature, blood that hadn't completely dried up, and the smell of gunpowder smoke that hadn't completely dissipated were still noticeably permeating the land.

It is not so much a fierce battle as it is a unilateral massacre.

Odasaku murdered?

Odasaku killed——?

Not good.This is really a big deal.

Li Wangshu quickened his pace, wearing high-heeled shoes with stilettos, but he was as agile as walking on flat shoes.

The oak door of this bungalow was wide open, and there were no more gunshots inside.

To Li Wangshu, this was an extremely bad signal.

This means that the battle inside is over, and it also means that Odasaku may have-

She rushed into it, and immediately saw Dazai kneeling inside and the red-haired young man in his arms.

It's Odasaku.

As if alive.

It's too late this time.

This time, no important person will die in front of her eyes, and there is nothing she can do about it.

"Oda Zuo!" Li Wangshu yelled, "Don't tell the funeral!"

She pushed away the already lifeless Dazai, and picked up Odasaku.

in time i could--

"Reject—death!"

Dazai returned to his rationality by these words, and his eyes, which were not covered by bandages, looked straight at the contact point where the two of them suddenly glowed with white light.

Li Wangshu actually wanted to tell him that his eyes were fine.

But she has no energy left.

The greater the impact of the rejection on the future, the greater the effort.

The more she exerted her strength, the more sickly blush was stained on her face, and the scarlet liquid full of rust smell flowed out of her nose and lips uncontrollably, looking a little scary.

"Wake up—"

She suddenly yelled, her voice hoarse.

"Odasaku——!"

The man's breath, which was so weak that it was about to disappear, suddenly became healthy.

The author has something to say: Since Net Speed ​​has chosen to save Oda Tsukuru, he is already prepared that Dazai will tell Chief Mori her information.

In the same way, so is Dazai, he knows that the speed of the Internet is already a tacit consent.

No one has paid attention to the strangeness of the supernatural power of the Internet speed before. Is it because the bad author is too inconspicuous?

There are two kinds of superpowers for the speed of the network, the reason is temporarily in the confidential stage, the information can be released, and one is the original supernatural power.

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