No power, but immortal

Even Fyodor had to admit that getting along with Banzai was quite a comfortable thing.

Long live never puts the dignity that is very important to ordinary people in his eyes, as long as he thinks that he can make the process a little easier, he will do it, no matter what other people think.

"Can you walk by yourself?" Vive asked Fyodor if he needed his help.

"Mr. Long Live is still as considerate as ever." Fyodor didn't force himself, his physique has always been bad, especially the guys in the Supernatural Secret Service Division only maintained his most basic survival needs, so that he Now it's a little hard to just stand up.

"Then it's better to be respectful than obedient. This idiom should be used in this way."

Wanzai didn't stand up again, he turned around while kneeling on one knee, exposed his back, and motioned for him to come up. Since he had planned to cooperate for a while, Fyodor's situation was also affected by him. within consideration.

As a long-term employer, it is indeed difficult to be competent if the three views are different, but as a partner with short-term contact and little contact, Wanzai still welcomes Fyodor to join.

Long live is very obedient to Fyodor, like a fierce beast with its fangs closed, docile and loyal, but the object of his allegiance now is the devil who represents danger.

This is not a good thing for most people.

Fyodor was carried on his back by Banzai. He was quite familiar with this posture. Since he cooperated with Banzai, he didn’t need any means of transportation. Banzai was his mount, and he didn’t have to worry about the enemy’s attack when he stayed on his back. Before that, Fyodor had pierced Banzai's throat with a sharp blade in this position.

Although he failed to kill the person, he got a lot of information about Long Live's ability.

Since Feodor was already taller than Long live, this posture didn't even seem to be a little bit inconsistent.

"The hair has grown a bit longer." Fyodor observed very carefully, and was a little surprised to find the fact that Wanzai's hair had grown a bit longer.

Long live used to have short hair, but now part of it has grown to cover the neck: "I thought you would keep the same look forever."

Long live knows that Fyodor is implying that he can't kill him before, but it is impossible for him to admit that he is not a human being. Once he is found to be a puppet, he may not be pushed to the body by the hearts every minute.

The longer hair this time is also a body setting specially adjusted by Wanzai.

But at this time, talking too much may only be counterproductive, so Wanzai didn't say too much, just hummed.

"Is there anything else you want to do? Fyodor." Long live asked him, if not, he planned to take Fyodor away directly, and stay too long to give the port mafia people hope It's not good to come.

Although it wasn't impossible to beat him completely, it wouldn't do him any good if he really fought. The spiritual power consumed was enough to supply Sonia for a long time.

"It's nothing." Fyodor didn't make trouble at this juncture. The detention of the Supernatural Secret Service made him really have no idea of ​​continuing to make trouble. Even if the plan was basically prepared, he didn't plan to do anything today.

In fact, this is not bad, he also likes to watch his opponent's desperation, it will give him a sense of pleasure when the cat catches the mouse with confidence.

"Let's go, long live, long time no see, I have a lot to say to you."

He leaned on Wanzai's shoulder and talked to Wanzai with his ear close, deliberately keeping his voice at a level that could be heard.

People with a little IQ would not think that they will talk about good things that benefit the country and the people in the future. Just listening to the tone is preparing to study evil plans.

Banzai likes Fyodor's face very much, but he basically has no sense of reality in the puppet state, and he can't feel the heat that Fyodor inadvertently exhales in his ears, and there is no physiological redness at the base of his ears. .

But such a guy would say that he likes his face when asked, but this is not at all like the reaction he would have when he liked it.

Long live said he was very wronged by this, if it was replaced by the body before the relationship, stimulated by such a beauty, he would definitely not be able to resist kissing her a few times, it would still be completely irresponsible.

It's a pity that she only uses a puppet that has little sense of subtle touch.

On Scott's side, Long Live didn't intend to hide it anymore. He didn't use the elixir this time, which directly stimulated the remaining medicinal properties in his body, turning him from a human into a dog. Let the beauty sword hold him up. Walk.

It might not be too surprising if it was just a simple transformation into a dog. The key problem is that the dog that Scott turned into looked exactly like the one raised by Qianqiu's family.

Why so sure?At the beginning, Qianqiu even hugged a dog to scare him.

The whole thing went a little smoother with Scott's presence.

It's not that Wanzai never cared about Qianqiu's safety, or to put it another way, Qianqiu has always been within his monitoring range. If it wasn't for Fyodor's incident this time, they might have been kept in the dark.

After all, no one would have imagined that the weak and harmless puppy is actually the little boss who caused trouble just a few days ago.

Before Bai Tianlu visited Jia to give away the dog, Dazai originally thought it was taking care of the children of the family, but now it seems that he was just entrusted by others.

Long live did not step on the sword this time, it is more cool to fly over the wall when the distance is relatively close, he stepped on the airflow as a support, and after withdrawing a hundred meters, the shadow dispersed, and even the beauty sword floating beside him disappeared without a trace.

Ango Sakaguchi's face was a bit unreconcilable. After all, if Wanzai didn't make a move, they would control Fyodor very tightly, and even allocated more than a dozen bullets to deal with the superhuman, although it was impossible to stop it 100% Success, but there is still a high probability, at least it won't be like now, where you can only watch Long live pick people up.

"Well, think about it, at least we know a lot of new information, don't we?" Osamu Dazai looked at the direction in which several people disappeared, he was used to this situation.

If Fyodor had not broken up with Wanzai, they would not have been able to catch anyone.

In Dazai's eyes, Fyodor is a very strong opponent. Intellectually, even he can't guarantee that he can beat him. The only weakness is probably his weak body. As long as he can fight in close combat, he can probably suppress it.

But Wanzai's existence perfectly made up for his shortcomings, and Wanzai in a cooperative state would never give other people a chance to get close to that man.

In a short period of time, it is almost impossible to capture Fyodor again.

On the other side, because of his speed, Wanzai came to his temporary residence with Fyodor on his back in just 5 minutes.

He wasn't worried that this place had been discovered, and those people in Yokohama would never come to disturb him unless they had already planned to launch a general attack.

This time, Wanzai chose a mountain house, which was located in a remote location. He paid [-] yen to rent it for two months, and all the formalities were followed. When the time comes to fight, Wanzai does not intend to fight in the house.

Even if it is a character who kills without blinking an eye, Wanzai is also very public-spirited.

Fyodor's situation is not very good, because being carried on his back, Wanzai can feel his body temperature is higher than that of normal people.

No wonder Fyodor wanted to escape from prison early, and he might fall down after a while. Presumably, the Ability and Secret Service Division is also happy to see the success of maintaining the weak state of the devil.

Long live put him on the bed in the attic, surrounded by enchantments, so there is no need to worry about his old employer being assassinated when he wakes up.

Fyodor obviously had a severe fever, but on the surface he looked like a normal person, leaning against the head of the bed and playing with Scott dog with ease.

If Wan Sui hadn't noticed his absent-minded eyes and his usual understanding of him, he might have been able to deceive him.

He went downstairs and came up after a while, holding a tray full of food and antipyretics in his hand.

In less than 10 minutes, Fyodor had changed into the pajamas on the bed, and picked up the bread without saying anything. Take the medicine with warm water.

Eating too much food suddenly under long-term hunger is not good for the body.

The things Fyodor used before, except for the tube of toothpaste squeezed from the middle, were all put into the space ring by Wanzai, and they were sorted out before that, so there was no need to repurchase things.

"I heard that Mr. Long Live used your sister to save me?"

He was in prison, but Fyodor knew no less than the others, and he chatted with Banzai in a chatty tone.

"No."

Long live denied it categorically, and he didn't know why his behavior of transferring power was understood by the hearts like this.

But because of the villain's buff, the more he denies it, the more certain the result will be in the eyes of others.

"Hahaha, long live your lying skills have regressed a lot, but your level of joking has improved." Fyodor yawned sleepily. Antipyretics usually contain sleeping ingredients, which is normal.

He had been suppressing sleepiness before, but here he didn't have to worry about safety issues, because even if Long live wanted to kill him, he would not choose when he was weakest, but would provide him with protection instead.

Hooray for no kidding:  …

Why doesn't anyone believe him every time he tells the truth?

On the contrary, if you are so angry that you say something harsh, it will be regarded as the truth. This is enough to confuse human beings!

One by one, sick and dishonest.

Banzai reluctantly took the dog away from Fyodor's arms, and with all his strength, pressed him on the bed and wrapped him tightly in the quilt.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

It's getting dark, and the main body should wake up. It's just right for the puppet to hang up in the safest attic.

Fyodor glanced lightly at Wanzai who was sitting by the bed, the emotion in his eyes was hard to discern, and finally he burst out laughing.

"See you tomorrow."