No power, but immortal

When Wanzai returned to Mirufiore, Fyodor had been waiting for him at his place for a long time.

"I thought you would last a little longer, how is it, how did you get along with your younger sister?" Fyodor put the tea that Fyodor had poured for Long Live in advance, still steaming, and placed it opposite him.

Inexplicably, Wan Sui has a sense of déjà vu that he is a husband cheating on the court.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't doubt you." Fyodor leaned against the back of the chair, and stretched out his hand to signal Wanzai to get closer.

"Know how I know... Well, I almost forgot that you can't not know, but do you want something like that?"

At the beginning, Fyodor asked Orihara Rinya to take the hair from Qianqiu’s body. It was used by Fyodor, and it was made into a crystal ball containing a villain by Fyodor. , the holder can perceive the general situation of the hair owner from the crystal ball.

If you want to rob it, you can definitely rob it, but now it is a cooperative relationship, and being stared at by Fyodor's beautiful eyes, Long Live stopped the idea of ​​​​robbing.

"You know how to make me happy, Banzai-kun."

"..." Isn't it just being stabbed, just stab it.

That stuff was like a ticking time bomb in Fyodor's hands.

Banzai walked in front of Fyodor, facing his half-smile eyes, half-knelt down without much hesitation.

He raised his head towards Fyodor, his dark eyes were like the abyss of hell, slowly closed, long live he exposed his deadly throat in front of Fyodor, this kind of statement may not be accurate, After all, it is impossible for Long Live to die from ordinary attacks.

Fyodor did not take the knife, but slowly raised his hand to strangle Wanzai's throat, but he didn't use any force, feeling the blood flow under his hand, and the smile on his face became more and more real. He liked this kind of will The feeling that Long Live's life is in his hands, even though he knows it's all just an illusion.

Because he was thinking, Fyodor didn't move for a while, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Aren't you considering getting stabbed? I won't do anything to you."

Based on the principle of equivalent exchange, he reminded that Wanzai's words interrupted his thoughts, and Fyodor's hand tightened to a degree that could make people feel suffocated and painful, but Wanzai did not show any impatient expression. He looked at Fyodor calmly, as if it wasn't him who was strangled.

The tension on the neck suddenly loosened, Fyodor suddenly messed with Long Live's hair like a rua dog, "It's just a joke, why would I want you to die?"

Fyodor is telling the truth. He is probably the last person in several organizations who doesn't want Long Live to die. As for the 'little joke' from time to time...that's just a personal hobby.

"Mr. Wansui must be very popular with women, and his sweet words are of a high standard."

In fact, Long Live is not only very popular with women, but he is also a sea king who can flirt with men and women. Although he has never made friends with men and women, he has many beautiful women, and all of them are great beauties. Refreshing.

It's a pity that those are all rich and precious flowers in the world, and they always lack some sense of freshness. In contrast, Wanzai prefers Fyodor's character and appearance.

The more dangerous it is, the more people want to get close.

"Lanzai...do you want to try it with me?"

Fyodor's smile is particularly alluring. He intentionally has a hint of seduction in his smile. He does not reject the contact with Wanzai. It is just a whim to say such words. If the alliance between them can be strengthened It's okay, but there was no reaction on Wansui's face.

However, Wansui Nerizhong was about to explode. He liked Fyodor's face at first, but now if he hadn't worried about having a big baby at home, he would have been shaken.

His inner hesitation was only for a moment, and the puppet still had a sense of distance when using it. The body had no entity, a bit like playing a vr game, and the face touch had no sense of reality.

"If it's just to strengthen the alliance relationship, it's not necessary."

Long live looked at Fyodor, his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

"I won't betray you, at least for now."

This was already an obvious refusal, but Fyodor obviously liked to challenge the limit of Wanzai, he suddenly got very close, and the hot breath he exhaled could almost spray on Wanzai's face, "I am so useless to Wanzai!" Attractive?"

The distance between the two narrowed to only about [-] centimeters, and Fyodor had to admit that among the people he met, Wanzai's appearance was definitely considered the top category, but because his usual aura was too terrifying, it was easy to This advantage has been overlooked.

He is obviously the most common black-haired and black-eyed person among Orientals, but he is so handsome that people can't take his eyes off when he notices his face. This kind of appearance is quite lethal to women, coupled with his strong physique that can be predicted by the naked eye , I think if he is a good boy, Wanzai must be quite popular with those rich ladies.

Even compared to his sister who is so beautiful that he is foul, he is not far behind.

"!!!"

Banzai grabbed his collar and pushed him back. Fyodor was slightly surprised, but he leaned against the backrest and looked at Banzai with a calm gaze.

"Are you ready? Prepare to be killed by me."

Long live didn't hate Fyodor being close to him, but it was precisely because he didn't hate that he showed such decisive rejection.

Only Fyodor could make a beast who practiced Ruthless Dao fall in love with him.

"Fyodor."

"?"

"I don't want to kill you."

"..."

Fyodor understood what Banzai meant, and everything that happened was under his control, except Banzai's current reaction.

He finds it very interesting, and the more challenging things are, the more he wants to try them.

Fyodor showed an innocent smile, and the hand that Wanzai covered his collar was no different from what he imagined, with distinct joints and a layer of thin calluses from sword practice on the palm.

That hand was almost perfect, and Fyodor raised Banzai's fingers in front of his face, and kissed his fingertips while looking into Banzai's eyes.

"If it was killed by Banzai-kun...it's not bad."

Long live did not avoid Fyodor's sight, and his eyes had never shown any emotion, including this time.

It seemed that what Fyodor was kissing was not his fingers.

But in fact, it is true, Qianqiu in the inside has almost no sense of the puppet's body's touch, watching Fyodor has a sense of sight that he is playing a vr love game, and the clarity and freedom are super high. The tall kind.

Theoretically speaking, the existence of Long Live is a remote control doll of Qianqiu. Although it is related to the main body, it always makes Qianqiu feel unreal.

Long live the characters that the puppets befriended, never seeing them as real people.

As long as he maintains his own personality, it is enough to treat it as a perfect role-playing game.

So Long Live let Fyodor approach and kiss his lips again, and the main body watched all this happen from the perspective of God, and executed according to the instructions calculated by Yujian that Long Live would not collapse.

Pushing away and pandering are not things that Wanzai will do. At this time, Wanzai, who was set in a managed state by the main body, remained motionless, like a humanoid puppet, and those black eyes seemed to have cut through Fyodor's essence.

Fyodor suddenly lost interest, even though Wanzai's lips were soft and incompatible with the coldness he showed, it felt good except that there was no response after kissing him, he hooked Wanzai's lips with some lust The tip of the tongue ended the kiss without the slightest love on both sides.

He took out the promised crystal ball from his pocket and threw it into Banzai's hands.

"so boring."

Fyodor complained, as if he was really bored with the game.

Banzai who got what he wanted stood up, put the crystal ball into the ring, sat on the chair opposite Fyodor, and sipped his tea with downcast eyes.

The black tea has reached the temperature just enough to enter the mouth. Milk and sugar are added in it, and the taste is sweet.

Long live prefers to be a bit heavier for any taste, his sense of taste is not obvious, only the strong five flavors can make the body perceive a little bit, otherwise it is like drinking plain water.

He usually puts a lot of sugar on purpose when drinking black tea, but Fyodor didn't expect this to be noticed.

It is almost a perfect love partner, but it is a pity that Long Live has not forgotten the fact that their three views do not match.

It's okay to be a friend, but let's go further.

The little black rabbit at home is also very fragrant, and it is not difficult to abduct it to the bed, so why challenge the hard mode?It's not true love, and even if it's a challenge because the senses are not connected... the effect is not as good as playing with little butter.

"By the way, long live, Bai Lan wants you to go find him alone, it seems that there is some task for you."

Fyodor was playing with a ring that he did not know where he got it, and ignited the flames of death energy from time to time. After mastering the skills, this kind of flame is quite simple to use, but after all, it needs the help of external objects. It is convenient, and there are talents in the flame of death, and those without talents are still rubbish even if they master it.

But the number of people with supernatural powers is small. For the mafia, using the flame of death is enough. troublesome organization.

"It has something to do with Pengo Lie. I think Mr. Long Live has already thought about it."

Long live actually has no idea. Although he can figure out the follow-up, he doesn't understand the specific plan. After all, the IQ of the ontology is flawed.

"But don't act on your own if you have ideas, Pengo Li's boss will tell you what to do."

Dozing off and handing the pillow, this way of arranging everything clearly is the essential reason why Wanzai chooses to follow Fyodor, at least without using his brain.

Hooray, enough of dead brain cells is enough.

As for the purpose of Bai Lan looking for her this time, Long Live has already figured it out.

In addition to trying to instigate rebellion, there is only one task left——

Assassinate Sawada Tsunayoshi, the leader of the tenth generation of Pengelie.