Yokohama city god is very violent

When the night is quiet, the cool wind from the coast blows through the treetops on land, causing the leaves to move slightly and causing the rustling sound.

Not submerged in the darkness, the blue eyes that are still shining brightly reflect the sea, the tails of the eyes are raised, softly and smoothly outlining the graceful lines of the face, the long black hair is tied up with a hair tie, and the broken hair on the forehead is casually tied. Moving in the wind, her figure is tall and well-proportioned, like a brown coat wrapped around her body, and she is so beautiful under the light that she is not like ordinary people.

This is Ah Bin recovering his body temporarily with the divine power absorbed from Nakaya. When he came to a strange place, he didn't want to visit the local gods. Anyway, he was going to leave soon, but Sicily sent an invitation.

They met on the coast, the waves were beating against the coast, and the sound of the water flowed in their ears. The young and handsome Italian god approached him with a smile, and naturally spit out a romantic sentence from his mouth: "Oh, I am beautiful and handsome. God of the East, you on the coast are really incomparably beautiful, I have only seen you in this life."

A Bin: "... Oh." He spit out a syllable indifferently, but this did not affect Sicily's enthusiasm at all, as if in a drama, the singing sentence came out of his mouth: "When I look at your blue eyes, I It's like I've forgotten everything."

"Is something wrong?"

Sicily said with a smile: "I have also seen many oriental gods during the international god exchange. Although you are very petite, you are very delicate and domineering. I am very curious about you."

Ah Bin understood, it was because she was curious about him.

"Have you seen it now?"

Sicily closed her eyes halfway, and said affectionately: "I see, you have never let me down."

"Then I'm leaving." A Bin immediately turned around, Sicily was taken aback, stunned by his hasty operation, and wanted to stretch out his hand to stay, "Oriental God!"

"I'm leaving soon, see you by fate." A Bin waved his back to him.

Fortunately, this Sicilian god was very gracious and didn't make any moves to follow him. A Bin changed back to his original, childish appearance after he got far away from him.

In order not to arouse Zhongye's vigilance, Ah Bin secretly took away a little bit of divine power every time, and at the same time was reluctant to use a little bit of divine power in order to store the divine power.

After all, he doesn't like the feeling of losing his divine power.

The brown coat didn't fit well since it got smaller, and it hung loosely on his arm. A Bin didn't know where to take out his usual clothes, put them on skillfully, and tiptoed to throw the coat into the trash can." Destroy corpses and wipe out traces."

The lights on the side of the street were dim and dim, illuminating a small area. Under the dappled light, A Bin walked leisurely back to the hotel with his hands in his pockets. When he passed by a small alley, A Bin paused, his nose slightly raised. After sniffing, the smell of fresh blood filled the surroundings.

Out of curiosity, A Bin quietly leaned against the wall of the alley, and poked out a small head. His black and fluffy hair swayed with the movement, and was almost cut off by the flying knife that pierced through the air. He hurriedly backed away, A Bin He raised his eyes and saw his severed hair fluttering, disappearing into the night.

A Bin narrowed his eyes angrily, and did not hide anymore. He appeared in the alley, where the blood was thickest. His long hair covered his eyes, and the bloody smell around him created momentum for him.

Like a beast that can bite you even if you are seriously injured.

A Bin tilted his head, feeling that this young man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, then Ah Bin clenched his left fist and thumped his right palm, suddenly realizing: "It's you!"

Teenager with baby while buying ice cream!

The young man obviously didn't recognize him, and Ah Bin could notice the sharp eyes behind his golden hair, if the timid people were here, they would have been scared away.

No matter the hairstyle or the knife... A Bin judged that this person's aesthetics is worrying.

The wound was barely bandaged, but blood still leaked out through the snow-white bandage, gradually staining the bandage red, it seemed that the boy's thoughts were waiting for him to heal himself.

Is this boy a special person?Faster wound healing?

A Bin tilted his head, rummaged through his pocket, and found a bottle of medicine.

Seeing the vigilant look of the young man like a small animal, Ah Bin cheerfully knocked him out, and he got behind the young man with a knife and he succeeded.

He untied the bandage and sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, found a new bandage on the boy's body, wrapped it casually, and tied a beautiful bow at the end.

The comatose young man was lying quietly on the ground, his skin was exceptionally fair, and the pale golden mid-length hair made the young man exquisite and exquisite. The only fly in the ointment was that the excessively long hair blocked his eyes.

A Bin brushed his hair up on his forehead, exposing his facial features. The boy closed his eyes tightly, and A Bin didn't force it. When he thought that he was almost cut off by this seemingly quiet boy in front of him, he felt a little annoyed. What, with a smirk, took out the marker pen.

……

Belphegor was accidentally discovered by the other party when he was doing the task, and the bodyguards hired by the target surrounded him. He wanted to assassinate him at first, but one of them made him bleed. The blood of the noble royal family flowed out, and he couldn't help killing them all, although he was also injured.

I dragged my body and hid in an empty place. I thought I would go back after the wound healed, but I didn't expect to meet a strange child, and I seemed to be knocked out by that person.

When the sun shone on his body, Belphegor moved his fingers and woke up. He checked all parts of his body and found that the injuries he suffered last night had all recovered to their original state in just one night, which is incredible.

Belphegor was surprised for a while, thinking about the child and taking a bath while walking, and when he returned to Varian's castle, the guard's subordinates looked at him in horror.

Belphegor touched his face. Was it too embarrassing last night to scare them?

"xixixixi, what's wrong with my prince?" Regardless, the eyes of those people still made him very uncomfortable. It is very beautiful to raise a knife and want to create a few bloodstains on them.

At this time, Mamon happened to pass by, with his triangular mouth wide open, his usual calm expression was broken, and his fleshy fingers pointed at Belphegor: "Bell, you have changed your look. Although you have a weird aesthetic, this time..."

Belphegor finally noticed something was wrong. When he came to the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror, click—the mirror shattered.

Countless mirror fragments reflect Bell's "new look"

A Bin's prank, he drew a big turtle on his face with a marker, and Bell's expression was particularly ferocious at this time.

"It's best not to let me find you, or I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

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Word of Bell's new look spread throughout Varian.

A loud voice resounded throughout the entire castle: "You brat's brain is pumped again!"

"xixixixi, you all want to die."