You are an ordinary person, how do you survive in the Shura field

"Huh? What do you mean me again?"

You looked at Shier who suddenly lost his composure, and found it extremely rare. It seems that you have indeed left him with a certain psychological shadow.

You asked amusedly: "Aren't you happy to send you money?"

Shir's face darkened.

You said: "This is the first time I've heard that your surname is Chanyuan."

The Chanyuan is one of the three imperial families, and its reputation in the magic circle is not very good, but you have seen their Zenyuan Maki in the hot spring hotel, she is a very beautiful and powerful girl, so your impression of the Zenyuan is not so bad .

Unexpectedly, as soon as you mentioned the Buddhist monastery, Shi Er's face changed: "Get lost!"

He said with a livid face, "I won't do the task!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the manager hurriedly stopped him: "Chanyuan?"

Yes, that's what his manager called him, and he didn't even respond much. Why can't you just call him that?

Did he think you deliberately humiliated him?

You are suddenly a little interested in what he experienced in the Chanyuan home.

You sat on the chair and called leisurely: "Wait—"

Shi Er paused in his leaving footsteps, and stared at you murderously.

The gray T-shirt on his body was pulled and crumpled by the agent, and his straight hair hangs down to half cover his dark eyes. He is desolate and fierce at the same time, making you feel like you met an unaccompanied big brother on a rainy day cat cat.

It is because he is too fierce that I want to bully him more.

Anyway, it's just scratched by him anyway, and you know he can't jump past you and rush into the rain.

——This feeling of doing whatever you want is really great!

You have an uncontrollable sense of excitement, and you say to him: "You must do this task."

Shi Er frowned, and you said: "If you don't do it, I will have your child killed immediately."

As soon as the words fell, the murderous aura on Shi Er's body skyrocketed.

After being touched against the scales, the bloodshot eyes that had not faded spread rapidly, and his eyes turned scarlet, which was especially terrifying in the dark underground bar.

The light cast his tall shadow onto the table in front of you, which turned out to be somewhat distorted.

The bone-piercing chill froze you, and your body seemed to be chopped into countless pieces under his bloodthirsty eyes.

You couldn't help but clutch your phone next to you.

Shi Er watched your movements, opened his lips and said with a sneer, "You kill me."

You raised your eyes to look at him, he seemed to have seen through your sternness, and said contemptuously: "You want to threaten me a second time in the same way?"

"You..." You seemed to be irritated by him, unlocking the phone with trembling fingers, "Kill...kill that child...!!"

Before you finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of your eyes, and suddenly there was a sound of wind, Shi Er rushed in front of you and knocked your phone away.

Your fingers tingle.

Shier yelled angrily: "Rescind your order!"

"..." You lowered your head.

The phone that he swept away fell to the ground with a clatter. What was displayed on the phone screen was not the call interface, but a screensaver of a big black cat napping in the corner.

Shi Er followed you for a look and was stunned on the spot.

His bloodshot pupils trembled violently, he looked at you in disbelief, the shock and annoyance of being deceived by you appeared on his face, and it became brilliant.

You laughed "hee", the laughter was full of complacency, and there was no fear at all.

"Mr. Shi Er, let me say it again, if I don't accept this task, I will really kill that child."

The manager looked at you in shock, and after a long time, he foolishly pulled Shir away, with a dazed expression on his face.

"We picked it up..." He looked at you unconsciously with caution, "When is the specific action time?"

"You decide for yourself, remember to report the progress of the task to me."

You picked up your phone and were about to leave, when you saw Shi Er who was shrouded in haze beside you, you seemed to suddenly remember it, and smiled: "By the way, Mr. Shi Er, I am very unhappy that you came out to pick up private work. "

"If there is a next time..." You bent your eyes meaningfully, and walked out of the bar with a smile in his eyes full of murderous intent and hatred.

So far, the relationship between you and Shier has completely dropped to freezing point.

The system is full of worries about this.

"What should I do? Now in the eyes of Shier, you are a big villain who threatens the life of a child. How can you do the task?"

"Don't worry," you sent a urging email to Shier's manager, Kong Shiyu, "it will be here soon."

"What's here?"

You smile without saying a word.

After a while, Kong Shiyu replied to you: "Operate at 06:30 in the evening. 06:30 is the time for the shift change of the prison guards. The prison guards who have just changed their guards will be more relaxed than usual after dinner."

"it is good."

You glanced at the time on your phone, it was three in the afternoon.

It's time for you to act too.

You picked an unremarkable car from the garage and drove to the public security prison.

The killer is locked in a public security prison, which is more remote than ordinary prisons for adults. As early as two or three kilometers away, there are few people coming. If the black organization wants to save people, it will find that it is more difficult than outside, so naturally they have to send stronger Only people who come can do it.

You park your car outside a sparsely populated gas station, and the not-so-spacious asphalt road opposite leads to the public security prison. You don’t look much, and go to the convenience store set up by the gas station to buy a bottle of water.

The air in the afternoon is sweltering, a lot of water seeps out of the bottle, and the bottle cap is slippery. When you twist it hard, the bottle cap pops out from between your fingers under your strong squeeze, and the mineral water flows out of the bottle mouth. Tilted out, splashing the young man next to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you hurriedly dropped the water bottle, and rushed forward to pat his clothes, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's cool." The young man with black curly hair grinned.

You shook his clothes with one hand, and while he was looking at your hand, you quietly took the walkie-talkie hidden at his waist with the other hand, glanced down, and you threw the walkie-talkie away. to the ground.

"You seem to have dropped something."

"Oh, this is just a toy." The young man picked up the walkie-talkie and asked casually, "What are you doing in such a remote place?"

"Travel, I didn't expect the navigation to malfunction, and I got lost nearby." You sighed, "I didn't eat anything today, and now I have no energy."

"Haha, I can see it." The young man smiled, pointed to the road ahead and said, "You drive forward from this road, and there will be an intersection in about ten minutes. Turn left at the intersection and you will see the town."

"Thank you."

You thank him excitedly and drive out of his sight, the big smile on your face returning to calm.

You drive the car into the woods behind the road, find the same walkie-talkie from the back seat, tune to the channel you just wrote down, and you hear the young man just now complaining about your rashness.

He is a police officer who is watching nearby. He has to report his safety to his companions every 10 minutes. After listening to it a few times, you probably understand what kind of code they are reporting.

Time skips to 05:30 and you hear the order over the intercom: "029, changing of the guard."

A car pulls up in front of a gas station, the young man you've seen gets in, and another gets out.

After the car drove away, you walked slowly along the direction of the car, and arrived outside the public security prison at six o'clock.

From time to time, you can hear the conversation of the police on the walkie-talkie. You wait patiently. When it is almost 06:30, Kong Shiyu sends you a message.

"I asked someone to disguise Shier Yi as a worker delivering beef to the prison. He has successfully sneaked into the prison."

"OK." You replied, "The disguise fee will also be reimbursed to you."

You pick up the walkie-talkie, and with the other hand you pull out the voice changer.

A steady report came from the intercom: "The employee who delivered the beef has left the cafeteria, and no abnormalities have been found."

"No!" You called out the voice of the young man you had contact with before, and shouted, "That employee is left-handed, this person is not!!"

"Are you sure?!"

There was an uproar on the other end of the walkie-talkie, and the police officers who had been waiting for a long time took action quickly without waiting for your answer.

You turn off the intercom and put it away with the voice changer.

Bang bang bang gunshots came from inside the prison, which became more and more intense.

The system said worriedly: "Shen Er won't die, will he?"

"No." You still have some confidence in Shier.

"But if you do this, won't Shier hate you even more?" the system wondered.

You say, "Just wait and see."

Soon, you saw chaos at the gate of the prison, and you immediately started your car to meet it.

Shi Er, who was covered in blood, kicked away two prison guards who were blocking him, and saw your car parked in front of him.

You open the car door, "Get in the car!"

Shir quickly got into the car.

The car left amidst the gunshots of the prison guards.

The police also sent cars to catch up, and you changed cars twice before getting rid of them.

You bring Shi'er back to the secret base. There are not many people in the base, and one of them is the waiter who took Shi'er's child away. Shi'er's eyes flashed, and you asked him: "Is the mission completed?"

Shi'er pulled his face and said not very happily: "It's done."

His face was a little pale, and his body was still dripping with blood. You took him to the room and found the medicine box from the cabinet.

You take out the medicine box, and you are surprised to find that Shier has taken off his T-shirt, he has torn off his disguise, and there are scratches all over his upper body, deep and shallow, but none of the bullets actually hit him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, wiped the blood on his body with a wet towel, noticed your eyes, and raised his head vigilantly.

"Why are you out of prison?"

"I'll give you the bottom line." You said, "In case your mission fails, I want to bring your body back."

Shir: "..."

He glared at you, lowered his head and began to deal with the injury.

You are also observing the injuries on his body. Most of the bruises are concentrated on the back. After he has dealt with the front, you actively take the alcohol in his hand and go around behind him.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't refuse.

The muscles on his back are not so prominent, but the firm texture can still be seen, the butterfly bone is obvious, the spine between the two sphenoid bones is slightly sunken, and the graceful lines extend from the back of the neck to his waist.

The black belt cinched around the trousers, blocking your view from looking down, all you could see was a small shadow where the spine sank into something that seemed to allow you to stick your fingers in.

The marks left by the bullet scratches on his body are like the works of a calligrapher who waved his hands at will. The messy strokes with strange rules cover his back. You don't feel terrible, but you can feel it Heart-pounding wild beauty.

You didn't move for a long time, Shi Er turned his head and gave you a sideways glance.

You smiled at him, tilted your palm, and a large bottle of alcohol poured directly from the back of his neck, sizzling onto the wound, as if to burn his entire back.

Shi Er gasped with a "hiss" and was about to bounce off the bed.

You hold him down, "Don't move!"

"You have a grudge against me?" He asked breathlessly.

"I'll keep you if I have a grudge?" You wiped off the blood oozing from his wound again with a towel.

The pungent smell of alcohol made you frown, you quickly wiped the alcohol off his back, picked up the ointment and applied it to him.

He was very quiet throughout the whole process, and he didn't know if he suddenly became obedient or just didn't bother to talk to you.

Finally, you help him bandage the wound with gauze.

The gauze wrapped around his back to his chest, he raised his hands, and the moment you wrapped the gauze around him, you suddenly had the illusion that you were embracing him.

Your movements suddenly slowed down a bit.

"You know, I've never cleaned someone's wound so seriously before."

You ask him: "Isn't it too much for you to call me the boss?"

Shi Er asked, "Isn't he too?"

"Huh?" You were startled.

"The other person you see through me." Shi'er turned his head to look at you, his long and narrow eyes were extremely sharp, as if trying to penetrate your thoughts thoroughly.

You were silent and didn't speak.

He knows, even if you don't admit it, it's just a few more quibbles for him, and he won't believe it at all.

The gauze was wrapped round and round around his chest until the scars were completely covered. You cut it off with scissors, leaving the waist part. Shi Er pressed your hand, "I will do it myself."

He pulled out a length of gauze and wrapped it skillfully around his waist, "Tell me who he is."

"Someone better than you." You said.

The corner of Shi'er's mouth twitched, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Continue talking."

You're not sure if he remembers about Osamu Dazai's dungeon, so you can only vaguely pick out some words of praise, some actions are so fast that you can't find it, your brain is very good, your speech is good... how excellent you can praise it.

After all, it is Bai Yueguang, so what if it is not excellent.

In short, your Bai Yueguang has no shortcomings, even if he is a little bit down and poor, it is a noble expression of his unwillingness to go with the world.

You boast about the future Shier endlessly, to the point of running out of words, and the Shier in front of you has also bandaged the wound on his waist.

He keeps his head down, and when he throws away the scissors and "tears" the gauze into two pieces, you realize that his face is even uglier than when you provoked him.

He raised his head and looked at you with dark eyes: "Is he really that much better than me?"

You saw the strong unwillingness in his eyes, and the annoyance of being compared by another person made his face more gloomy.

You replied naturally: "You are not as good as him at all."

"Heh." Shier laughed shortly.

"I have been compared and compared since I was born, and I am always the one who loses."

"From small to large."

The corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc: "But those who use me to set off their excellence, I have at least seen their appearance and know who they are..."

He paused, looking at you with fixed eyes: "This is the first time that I lost to someone I've never met before."

"So what?" you ask him.

The smile on Shi Er's face widened a bit, a chill suddenly shot up in your heart, and you quickly got up.

At this moment, your vision blurred, and the feeling of weightlessness suddenly spread throughout your body. Shi Er forcibly grabbed you back and pushed you down on the bed.

His strong body presses you down, the desire to win and lose in those eyes is like dynamite being ignited, and the sudden outburst of emotion is enough to destroy everything.

"How about it?"

The sarcasm in his words became more and more obvious, "Of course I'm not reconciled."

There is a soft mattress under you, and his body that is pressing down on you is like a heavy stone, no matter how much you struggle, you cannot shake it.

You can't help but take a deep breath, Shier is not a little wild cat at the mercy of others, but a ferocious jackal, tiger and leopard.

You didn't underestimate his danger, you just stepped into his minefield rashly before you realized it, and became the prey he strictly guarded against.

If he really grew up in that environment, you shouldn't have let him find out about the double so early.

Noticing your flinching eyes, Shi'er put your hands on your head, bent down and looked at you quietly.

"I haven't competed with that person yet, how can you judge my win or lose at will." He narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "Boss, you are really the most incompetent referee I have ever seen."

He was very close to you, with most of his body weight on your body, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed onto your cheeks, and you bit your lips nervously.

This small movement made his eyes focus, his breathing was slightly disordered, and the way he looked at you changed little by little.

You frowned slightly, he licked his lips, and the tip of his tongue brushed over the scar on the corner of his lips, leaving a dangerous arc, "Tell me, will he treat you like I am now?"

you:

A: "Yes."

B "No."

C "It has nothing to do with you."

D say something else