My cubs are all blackened

The young man's embrace was too reassuring, and Dazai Osamu's trembling soon stopped. He silently closed his eyes, feeling the warmth in his embrace, and calmed down all his emotions.

He didn't reach out to hug Ye Lian back, nor did he resist the embrace, but just quietly stood there with his head down.

"Cough...cough."

The two hugged each other for an unknown amount of time, Ye Lian suddenly coughed dryly in a low voice, Dazai Zhi withdrew from his embrace, and what he saw was Ye Lian's pale face, showing a bit of tiredness.

The bullet that shot into his chest continued to aggravate Ye Lian's injuries. The outer suit jacket was already smeared with blood, which looked very scary. In addition, Ye Lian's body shook slightly, as if he had lost blood at any time. It's not surprising that you faint from too much.

"...Even if it's me, I can't bear this gun." Ye Lian helplessly curled up his lips, his dry lips were bloodless, and he stared straight at his wound with a gloomy expression Osamu Dazai, who was unknown, suddenly patted the other party's shoulder lightly, and put a finger to his mouth.

"Let me take a look again, my secret."

Osamu Dazai frowned slightly, not understanding the meaning of Ye Lian's words. He knew that it was the best chance to make another shot at this time or stop Ye Lian from asking for help, but the blow just now seemed to cost him a lot. For all his courage, his heart was weary and he had no intention of making any more plans.

Therefore, he just restrained his brows and eyes, and asked a little tiredly: "...Do you want to call a doctor?"

Calling the doctor would expose his plan to shoot a mafia cadre, and Osamu Dazai was so tired that he didn't want to continue even if the consequences were too much to bear.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lian shook his head, he slowly and carefully unbuttoned his chest, and took off the outermost suit to Osamu Dazai.Due to the excessive range of motion, his wound was extremely painful, but Ye Lian never showed any expression of pain, only the slight trembling of his eyebrows could show his patience.

Osamu Dazai took the gray suit, looked at the blood stains on it with a complicated expression, and then looked at Ye Lian who was only wearing a white shirt.

A hole had already been pierced through the pure white shirt, and the surrounding area was black and ugly. Judging from the amount of bleeding, Ye Lian's injury was very serious, and if the treatment was delayed, there might be dire consequences.

However, Ye Lian seemed to ignore him, and began to take off his shirt again, his chest was slightly opened, revealing a thin waist.

Ye Lian's body is just like the most perfect man's body, with well-proportioned muscles, a beautiful waistline, and a jade-like complexion, but the only one who can admire Dazai Osamu, his gaze only stays on the place on his chest that is obviously penetrated by bullets , no time to reach him.

After taking off his clothes, Ye Lian took a few quick breaths, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked down at his wound, his eyes didn't fluctuate, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and put two fingers together.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that his fingers seemed to touch the wound, Osamu Dazai asked especially puzzled.

Ye Lian only gave him a relaxed smile. In the next second, his finger was covered with a layer of blue sharp edge. The human scalp is numb.

Osamu Dazai, who was watching from the side, intuitively felt that the edge was very sharp, like a dagger that cuts iron like mud, or the kind that is wrapped in electric current all over its body.

Ye Lian used such two sharp fingers to cut open the skin near the wound, and took out the bullet.

During the operation, Ye Lian's face became even paler, and pain was evident on his face, but his fingers were still steady, and he almost only cut two cuts on his chest, and the operation ended.

But without the obstruction of the bullet, more and more blood began to overflow from the wound, and it flowed to the lower abdomen in a blink of an eye.

Ye Lian's palm straightened again, and this time, a gentle soft light came out from the palm again. The soft light warmed and nourished the horrible scars, and soon, all the wounds were healed, as if going back in time, and he recovered. His skin became fair, and even the glaring redness disappeared.

After doing all this, Ye Lian breathed a sigh of relief, tiredness appeared on his face, but his complexion was much better than before.

At this time, he smiled slightly at Osamu Dazai who was looking at him: "Okay, I have returned to the original."

Osamu Dazai stared at his chest in disbelief. If he read correctly, Ye Lian had used at least three abilities just now!

But how is it possible, doesn't a person have at most one ability!

"These are all your abilities?" He asked almost subconsciously.

But in the next moment, he regretted it a little, because it is impossible to tell others about this kind of private matter, let alone this multi-power user who has never been seen before or since.

"Yes." However, Ye Lian really told him frankly, and even pinched his chin and thought for a while: "It's time to tell you about my ability, and I will take you to a place this afternoon."

"But before that..." Ye Lian looked at the white shirt that was no longer visible, and smiled wryly: "I need to change clothes and rest for a while."

He didn't seem to care about being shot by Osamu Dazai just now.

Dazai also watched him quietly.

Osamu Dazai finally found that no matter how much he tried to study this man, he would only get more trapped in the maze.

His behavior is completely different from that of ordinary people. Osamu Dazai can't guess his thinking, his actions, or even the meaning of what he said.

Being by his side all the time... Does it mean to keep him imprisoned and make him a bird in a cage?

But why, Ye Lian was never angry with him, even if he was shot, he never blamed him.

If other intentions are ignored, Ye Lian is really kind to him, no one has ever been more gentle to him than Ye Lian.

His heart compromised unknowingly, as if he failed to kill Ye Lian this time.

Ah, it's so scary, it feels like I'm no longer myself.

Putting the suit jacket back on, even though his chest was wet, Ye Lian couldn't let his subordinates find out that he was injured. Thinking about it this way, it was a wise choice to drive everyone out before training, even if he was just afraid at first Osamu Dazai's bullets will accidentally injure others.

Ye Lian took off his hat and deliberately covered the bloodstains on his chest. After making sure that he would not be exposed, he opened the door of the training room and wanted to go out.

Osamu Dazai followed closely behind him. Ever since the hug ended, he kept a straight face, kept silent and did not speak.

But Ye Lian suddenly stretched out his long hand to the door frame, using his tall figure to block the door, preventing him from going out: "Where are you going?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at him, with deep blackness in his eyes.

Is it finally time to settle accounts with him? What will happen to him? Will he be shot through by bullets, or will he be locked in a cell and tortured?

A slight smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

That's good, don't let him have unrealistic fantasies, let him return to the darkness, this is the most reassuring way for him to treat him.

Just as Dazai Zhi was accepting the final trial indifferently, Ye Lian pointed to the target behind him with a smile, and reminded: "Go to training."

Osamu Dazai: "..." Huh? ? ?

Ye Lian: "The training in the morning is not over yet, this time we will switch to human-shaped target training. The three bullets you shot at me just now should target my eyebrows, lower abdomen and thighs."

"But it's a pity that your skills are not up to the mark, and every shot is a few millimeters off." Ye Lian shook his head regretfully: "This is not considered a teacher, and you have to go to training."

Dazai was stunned.

An unbelievable idea suddenly popped up in his heart, could it be that Ye Lian deliberately turned himself into sand instead of dodging bullets, just to measure the accuracy of his marksmanship? ?

This, this person is too perverted, don't you forget to train during that kind of crisis? !