This is another choice she made at the fork in the road, but Shuangye doesn't regret it.

Because of Fei Jia, she came into contact with "The Mouse of the Dead House" and became a character known to be inseparable from him in "The Five Decays of Heaven and Man".

[Book] is her bargaining chip for breaking away from the past. Although things have not progressed yet, she is trying to slowly say 'stop here' to all of this.

Compared with trashing her ex-boyfriend, she is more concerned about what her current boyfriend thinks.

Dazai said that he would be there right away, and after hanging up the phone, Shimoba went up to the second floor again, and found that the door of the warehouse was ajar.

She paused immediately, and then immediately pushed open the door, and found that the windows in the warehouse were wide open, and the cold wind was blowing in, and the two teenagers, a man and a woman who had stayed here before, had disappeared.

"...Could it be that Renhu heard what I just said on the phone with his hearing?"

Shuang Ye, who came to the window and looked down, pursed her lips a little, then stepped on the window frame, and jumped downstairs on the spot to look around.

I just told Dazai that I would let him come here to pick up the child, but the big cat disappeared later, and I couldn't justify it.

I saw Shuangye's heel knocking on the ground, and in an instant, a transparent rectangular subspace was born out of thin air at the position under her feet, pushing her whole body into the air.

Standing on a high place, it is obvious at a glance that someone is running fast in the small city block.According to the time of her call just now, the two of them could not run very far for the time being. After a short time, Shuangye clearly caught two fast-moving figures, one black and one white, in her vision.

Immediately, she moved her feet, and fabricated small three-dimensional subspaces out of thin air in front of her, walking in the mid-air like steps, walking straight towards the direction where the two escaped with the shortest straight line. OK.

To be honest, these two children are not very old, but they really look like fateful mandarin ducks who escaped under the pressure of the Mafia.

After searching for a few blocks, Shuangye finally stepped directly over the heads of the two, jumped on tiptoe at the end of the road they must pass, and landed lightly.

Seeing her figure appear in front of his eyes, Atsushi Nakajima's pupils shrank suddenly, and narrowed vertically into golden vertical pupils like cats.

"Little Jinghua! Run away, I will deal with it here!"

The silver-haired boy in an attacking posture shouted back, wanting to let people leave first, but the assassin girl who took out the short knife in her arms stubbornly ran up to the woman blocking the road in front of her.

"I do not go."

The snow-white blade hit the frosty leaf's transparent outer wall of the subspace with a 'dang', turning and reflecting the girl's cold and ruthless face, but unfortunately she couldn't go an inch further with her own strength.

But that was not her purpose.

Hearing a sharp wind from behind, Shuang Ye raised her palm to meet the huge humanoid supernatural body wielding a long knife without turning her head.

"Tsk... why does it feel like I have become a vicious villain who came to hunt down the fateful mandarin ducks." Shuang Ye narrowed her eyes slightly due to the wind and dust, and at this moment she quietly closed her five fingers behind her, the weapon of 'Yasha Baixue' It instantly shattered between her fingers.

Before she had time to say anything more, the tiger-formed Atsushi Nakajima's attack hit her face. With a white figure, strong limbs, and a swift attack without the slightest murderous aura, she was completely worthy of the legendary port mafia. Known as the 'White Death'.

But unfortunately, standing in front of him is also another "Reaper" who has already harvested countless souls with a sickle in his hand and has made great achievements in his hands.

The real 'death' is the tenderness bestowed by the god of death.

Everything in the world, turned into fangs, looks soft in the face of death.

Of course, life and death can only be decided in an instant.

I saw the dark tiger claws coming straight towards Shuangye's face, if she didn't dodge it, I'm afraid her head would be scratched by the big cat.But before the human tiger touched the frost leaf, it was blocked by a transparent outer wall of the subspace, and sparks flew everywhere in an instant.

This flaw is enough for Shuangye to kill people thousands of times, but she didn't do that.

"Why are you running?" Shuang Ye really couldn't understand this.

Hearing this, Atsushi Nakajima slowly returned to the bent half-human form, and straightened up bit by bit in front of her, but Tiger Claw never took a step back.

His pupils seemed to be burning with golden flames at this moment, and he stared at Shimoba intently: "I heard it upstairs, you and Mr. Dazai's phone call... It's good to block the chase for us, take it with you!" The treatment on the second floor is also good, you actually discussed it from the beginning, you want to take us back?!"

After all, the attack from the silver-haired boy suddenly became more violent like a desolate wind. His incomparably agitated mood seemed to be transmitted to every hair, muscle, and claw of his body. The tiger claws on the outer wall actually sunk into the space inch by inch with the naked eye, eventually causing the outer wall to completely rupture.

At that moment, Shuang Ye seemed to be caught by this scene.

That kind of feeling is very strange, the supernatural ability that belongs to the teenager is not just as simple as breaking through the living space she counts on, but deep down in her heart, there is a place that is strangely shaken by his emotions, and keeps sending out thousands of emotions. Bird-like vibes.

The tiger's claws brushed past her hair, while Shuangye resisted the tricky assassination attack of the young girl outside, while turning her head to avoid the young man's claws, even in a one-on-two match she did not show weakness.

But when Atsushi Nakajima attacked her again, he no longer encountered any obstacles.

Unexpectedly, Shuangye would withdraw from the space, he was stunned, so Shuangye grabbed his arm, and broke the arm bone with a light turn.

"Ahhh-"

The young man was ruthlessly thrown aside by Shuang Ye, so he had no choice but to cover his limp arm. Seeing this, Jing Hua immediately gathered beside him, "Dun, are you alright?"

But at this moment, they have no time to take care of their injuries, because Shuangye said something irrefutable to the two——

"But don't you want to go back to Hong Kong? If so, there is no need to escape, right?"

——You don’t want to survive at all, you just want to find a random place and keep running ecstatically, hoping to get rid of the nightmare entangled behind you.

The words that suddenly came to mind seemed to have shocked Atsuto Nakajima to the spot, unable to move.

He obviously knows better than anyone, and should have known it long ago.

I died on the day when I went back to the orphanage against Mr. Dazai's order and killed Mr. Dean by mistake. The whole world is just a huge cage. No matter where he escapes, he can't escape what that man brought him. shadows.

It was guilt, the shadow of guilt that made him wish he could die.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help stepping back under Izumi Jinghua's worried eyes, and kept waving his arms, as if he wanted to wave something away: "No, that's not the case, I didn't..."

And just as he backed away in a trance, he unexpectedly bumped into a man who appeared around the corner and was talking to the woman beside him with a smile.

"I heard that a new cake shop that you will like little Alice recently opened here. It's not far away... ah!"

The weak man in white clothes was knocked down by a young but strong boy, and immediately fell to the ground without any image, causing the female partner next to him to sneer mercilessly: "Really, Lin Taro, you were knocked down by a boy casually." , it must be too weak!"

"Little Alice, when you said this, give me a hand first..."

However, at this moment, Atsushi Nakajima has no time to care about the passers-by he bumped into, and he is still in the panic of discovering himself. Just when he was about to abandon everything and run away again, a voice came from outside the scene, It made the soles of his feet firmly nailed in place.

"That's enough, Dun-jun, let's stop here."

Not only Atsushi Nakajima, but even Izumi Kyoka froze their faces at this moment. The two of them looked back at the black-haired man who was leading his subordinates into the street like a clockwork lacking oil. youth.

"Mr.... Mr. Dazai..." The boy stammered out the name that deeply rooted him in fear, and bloody froth seemed to appear on his lips due to biting the words too hard.

"Do you want to disobey 'my order' again?"

Dazai came to Shimoba's side step by step, the sound of leather shoes hit Atsushi's heart like a wooden stake, and that understatement made him instantly think back to the past that he didn't want to mention.

The boy who had a nervous breakdown couldn't help but squatted down, hugged his arm tightly, and shouted in a daze: "No! I won't do it anymore! Please, Mr. Dazai, please order me like before! This I will never..."

However, Dazai didn't finish listening to his chaotic chatter, and directly turned his gaze to the silent girl standing beside Atsushi with her elbows folded. This gaze was like a continuation of a nightmare, successfully making her shrouded in a huge dark cage, Pupil constriction.

"Xiao Jinghua, what about you?"

Facing him, Quan Jinghua didn't know what kind of psychological pressure she was under at this moment, but instead of her bravery when facing the enemy, she shrank timidly here, "I...I..."

She dared not say no, or that she wanted to leave.

But Dazai took the initiative to give her a perfect choice: "Listen, if you want to leave Hong Kong, I will not hold grudges against you. I can agree to arrange for my subordinates not to hunt you down, and at the same time, I will give you a lot of worries How about rich money for food and clothing, allowing you to live in a 'bright' world?"

It stands to reason that this should have been the life she dreamed of chasing.

But silence lay across this space for a long time.

In the end, what was heard was Jinghua moving her dry lips and making a hoarse voice: "No... I won't leave, I will... stay by Dun's side, and I won't go anywhere."

Dazai seemed to have expected this result long ago, there was no wave in his calm right eye, he just waved his palm at his subordinates and gave instructions: "Since you have decided not to leave, I will not force you."

When he said this, his eyes gradually darkened, but the corners of his lips raised slightly instead, allowing his voice to add a bit of coldness: "Then go to the torture room with Dun Jun to find Hongye, I think Hongye should I'm worried about you too."

Not knowing that this sentence triggered a certain place of fear in her heart, Jinghua suddenly raised her head, and her expression was shaken violently.

But she couldn't say any powerless words, and in the next second, she was held by the arms of the black suits who were also Hong Kong black personnel, and she evacuated the open space together with the absent-minded Dun.

"Torture room... Are you planning to let them be punished?"

It wasn't until seeing her boyfriend clean up the scene that Shimoba turned her head to look at Dazai who was holding her arm the whole time while explaining the affairs as the leader.

"I thought your first sentence would ask me how I came here in such a timely manner." Without the presence of extra subordinates, Dazai was finally able to take off the identity of the leader, half tired and half coquettishly rubbing his head against her With a brow on his forehead, he explained in a natural tone: "Leave aside their attempted defection, they should be punished just for offending me."

"Offend you?" Shuangye recalled the scene that happened just now, trying to find evidence from it to gain a foothold.

And Dazai told her the answer directly.

"Shooting at you is the biggest 'offend' in itself."

The dark-haired young man's kite eyes were slightly rippling, relying on his height, he lightly tapped her nose with his fingertips, reminding him: "You should have the awareness of the leader's wife, little Shuangye."

"...All right." Shuang Ye looked up at him for a long time, and then took off his troublesome fingers.

It's not here to refute his point of view.

But at this moment, the sudden applause from one side interrupted their present tenderness.

"You are really good at controlling people. It seems that you are really suitable for this position, Dazai-kun."

The man who had been hiding in his girlfriend's arms to cover his face from the beginning to the end, stepped out at this moment, revealing his true face.

He is a middle-aged man in white clothes who can be seen everywhere, unshaven and unkempt.

The moment he recognized his face, Dazai couldn't help smiling and closed his eyes slightly, and said politely without much smile in his eyes: "It's you, long time no see, Mr. Mori."

"Why, you actually know each other?" Seeing what he said, Shuang Ye could not help but glance at the man in white.

Mori Ogai also saw her face clearly at this time, and raised his slender eyebrows immediately, and his mysterious purple eyes seemed to be slightly aroused by this.

"It seems that the rumor that you, Dazai, found a lover is true..." he said, he put his arms around Alice, who was almost the same size as him, and said with emotion, "It's a good one." Where's the woman?"

In the next second, the smile on Dazai's lips disappeared.

He turned his back blankly, opened his expensive black coat, but its advantage was that it was airtight, and covered his girlfriend's head in it extremely meanly.

"Don't look at Xiaoshuangye, it will hurt your eyes."

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