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

"It has nothing to do with you." You replied bluntly.

The dangerous aura coming from him made you unable to stay calm, Shi Er seemed to have discovered your weakness, and raised his eyebrows a little triumphantly.

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me? Did you treat me as that person first?"

He clasped your hand up, grabbed your palm and squeezed it.

There are thin calluses on his fingertips, and the rough calluses rub against your soft palm, the tingling and itching sensations come at the same time, and your arms are involuntarily stiff.

Sensing your discomfort, he looks at you more playfully.

The straight hair hung down to your cheeks, poking your face like a needle point, and you couldn't help frowning.

Seeing the discomfort on your face, he became even more energetic, shaking his head slightly, letting the strands of hair sweep across your face, arousing a shiver.

A blush crept up your face uncontrollably.

Shi'er's eyes were drawn involuntarily, and he stayed on your reddish cheeks for a moment, his eyes went around the high bridge of the nose, and fell on your lips that were redder than your cheeks.

You see him swallow hard.

That fierce face suddenly enlarged in front of you, you clicked your tongue and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"

Shier was silent, as if someone had sucked the air around him, and his breathing became heavy and rough.

You said to him: "Since you know that I regard you as another person, you should be quiet and be his shadow."

There was a glint of sullenness in Shier's eyes, and he squeezed your fingers hard.

"Where do you have the confidence to say such a thing?"

With a sudden force on your wrist, you broke free from his restraint, and took out a pocket pistol from the back of your waist, and pressed the black muzzle against his forehead.

Your eyes are cold, "Of course it's because of this."

Shi Er's expression was colder than yours. He directly held the barrel of the gun, his strong fingers tightened, and the alloy forged gun barrel made a rattling sound, just like that he was pinched into a ball with his bare hands.

He grabbed the scrap iron and raised his eyebrows at you provocatively.

You lowered your face and slammed his hand open. The twisted alloy flew out of his hand and hit the wooden board next to it.

There was a crackling sound from the wooden boards, and there were strange noises from all over the place. When Shi Er looked up, his expression changed slightly. Part of the tiles on the ceiling and walls were sunken, exposing the black gun barrel.

The red dots aimed at came from all directions and pierced his body.

His expression suddenly became indescribable.

Decorate the room like this, how afraid are you of death?

You turned a blind eye to his strange eyes, shook your sore wrist, and clenched your fingers into fists. Shi Er reacted quickly and stood up. It flew towards him through the air.

He turned sideways immediately, and the bullet whizzed past him, piercing the floor beneath his feet.

The sound of bullets being loaded came from more gun barrels on the wall, Shier looked at those gun barrels vigilantly, and moved sideways cautiously, all the dark gun barrels turned accordingly, and the aimed red rays were like spotlights Following his figure, he couldn't get away.

He looks down at you stiffly.

You quickly jumped up from the bed, relying on him to throw a mouse, you didn't dare to make any moves, and kicked him to the ground.

The red dots focused on him swayed as he fell to the ground, and the dazzling red dots dazzled your eyes. You took a few steps forward and kicked his waist with your toes.

The freshly bandaged wound on your waist oozes blood, you look down at him, "If it was him, he wouldn't be so reckless."

As you said that, you smiled slightly, "Now you know, you will never be as good as him."

Shi Dun's eyes widened suddenly, his chest heaved violently, blood gushed out from his wound, and bloomed on the white bandage like blood-red waves.

He looked at you with dark flames burning in his eyes, and when you stepped on his waist, his body suddenly became stiff, and his abdominal muscles were as tight as an iron plate.

He grabbed your ankle all at once, and said in a deep voice, "You were the one who took care of me first."

"Then I didn't let you do anything." You whispered, "Let go!"

He didn't let go of you, but instead tightened his fingers a little bit, as if the melted iron was fixed on your feet.

His eyes are staring at you like a hungry wolf.

You frowned in displeasure: "Are you the boss or am I?"

He didn't even answer, but demanded forcefully: "Remove all the guns on the wall."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" You refused without thinking, "I won't withdraw."

"I won't do anything to you." Shir promised.

"I won't withdraw."

After finishing speaking, you stomped hard, and Shi Er lay on the ground, with red spots all over his body that had been aimed at by the gun, unable to move at all.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, he clenched his teeth and didn't want to make a sound. He just stared at you with ferocious eyes, like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage by you, full of cornered anger.

You looked at him without fear, and even felt a little dark in your heart.

Wasn't she very arrogant just now, now you know it's uncomfortable to lie on the ground?

The clock on the wall was ticking, and the pointer jumped again and again.

There is no sign of relaxation on Shir's face, as if you don't withdraw the gun that threatens him, he can confront you like this forever.

The blood loss makes his palms become cold, and the fingers that imprison you seem to turn from a soldering iron to ice, clinging to your ankles to absorb warmth.

A cold sensation comes from your ankles, sending a pang of discomfort through your body.

You decide to break the stalemate.

Looking at Shier with a fierce face, you suddenly ask, "Why do you think in that direction?"

Shir asked, "What?"

"I don't have that kind of relationship with that person at all." You repeated, "Why do you think about that?"

Your performance is not obvious, and the only leaked content sounds normal to others, and it can be regarded as missing relatives and friends.

Ke Shier thought completely differently.

He thinks that you have an ulterior relationship with that person. Is he misunderstood, or is he trying to use this as an excuse to do something excessive to you?

As if thinking of the same problem as you, the fingers around your ankle suddenly loosened.

Shi Er seemed to be scalded by the temperature of your body, he quickly withdrew his hand, and because of the speed, his elbow hit the floor with a muffled thud.

The voice also seemed to hammer hard on his head, hammering his head into a blank.

The expression on his face was stagnant, his breathing became chaotic, and his heartbeat was chaotic.

After you pressed the switch in the room and the gun retracted back to the wall, he still didn't get up from the ground.

You glanced at him, and the moment he met your gaze, his eyes became more fierce, and an uncontrollable predatory desire emerged from his eyes.

You immediately look away and walk out of the room without looking back.

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You went to see the kid you brought from Shire's house.

When you found him, he was sitting quietly on the ground playing with building blocks, and the blocks were neatly stacked by him, turning them into a regular square.

There was no expression on his small face, even if he found you coming, he just glanced at you silently, then continued to turn his head and concentrate on his own business.

You squatted beside him, and with your fingers, you removed the bottom red block.

The square was not upside down, the child blinked in confusion, and followed your example and took away a building block below.

Still not falling, the child's eyes lit up, as if he thought it was more interesting to play this way, and he took away two more building blocks.

The lack of building blocks made the cube look precarious, and the child's expression became serious, and he stretched out his little hand cautiously.

Before he touched the building blocks, you suddenly raised the corners of your mouth, and you shot like lightning, smashing all the building blocks apart.

The cube collapsed in an instant, and the messy building blocks scattered all over the floor, leaving the child dumbfounded.

You reached out happily and poked his forehead with your finger.

His small body couldn't resist your strength at all, and was knocked to the ground by you.

"Woo..." He covered his forehead and looked at you aggrievedly.

You said solemnly: "This is helping Laozi pay off his debts."

"He didn't understand again."

Shir's voice came from behind.

You turn your head and see him striding forward, there is no abnormality left on his face, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, with a hint of mockery as usual.

"If you have something to say, it's better to tell him directly."

His original clothes can no longer be worn, and he is wearing your shirt. The white shirt is half draped over his shoulders, completely unable to cover his athletic figure.

You stepped on his waist just now, the oozing blood soaked the gauze, and part of the uncoagulated blood stained the shirt.

You can't help but say: "It's okay if you don't wear clothes?"

"If the boss likes to watch it, I don't have to wear it." Shi Er replied shamelessly.

You can't help but turn your head and glance at the child next to you. Fortunately, he can't understand. If he could understand, maybe he would announce on the spot that he would sever ties with Shier.

Shi Er coughed, sat down beside you, picked up the building blocks and built them again.

A standard square.

You thought he would be the kind of guy who picks up blocks and piles them up as he wants.

Opposite you, the child glanced at you vigilantly. Seeing that you hadn't moved, he carefully stretched out his hand and pulled a building block from underneath.

"I think you've misunderstood something."

You said to Shier: "Actually, I adopted you because of Miss Hatake."

Beside you, Shi'er's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly turned his head to look at you.

You asked him, "Do you know about Hatake's meeting?"

"The yakuza that once ruled Shinjuku, whose president is called Hatake Yu, has been washed for many years, but still has a strong influence in both black and white."

"Miss Hatake is his only daughter, and Yuki Hatake is very strict with her. I finally persuaded her little sisters to take Miss Hatake to the club, but I didn't expect you to cut her beard halfway. "

You looked sideways at Shi Er and said with a smile, "So I want to see how attractive you really are."

Shi Er's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be brilliance in them. With a smile on his lips, he asked with a low smile, "Then did you see it?"

Your eyes swept over his face, his face was pale, but there was no sign of weakness on his face, the scar at the corner of his mouth gave him a bit of evil, and the sharp eyes were more dangerous than usual.

You avoided answering his question and said instead: "Xiong Hatake is preparing for a bidding exhibition recently, and there are very few people who can get an invitation letter for the exhibition. Your task is to get an invitation letter from Ms. Hatake .”

"The task is completed, and I will pay you the remaining [-] million in one go."

"[-] million?" Shier repeated the number, and laughed in a low voice. The laughter made you feel a little cold for no reason.

However, looking at his expression, it was no different from usual.

"That's it?" Shir asked.

You said "hmm".

Shi Er smacked his lips: "Okay, I'll get the invitation for you."

After getting his promise, you breathed a sigh of relief, "The exhibition will not start for several days, so you can stay here and recuperate."

Shi Er didn't refuse, you left the secret base and drove back to the clubhouse.

When rescuing Shier, the surveillance cameras of the police did not capture your face, but because the features of the silver hair were too obvious, they still sent someone to interrogate you.

Fortunately, you were prepared. You replaced the video of you in the clubhouse yesterday with today's video as an alibi. After watching it, the police did not suspect it.

Sending them off, it's almost time for business.

You sat on the sofa for a while, when the door of the lounge was suddenly opened.

Shir walked in.

Facing your suspicious eyes, he said as a matter of course: "Didn't you want an invitation letter, I'll give it to you tonight."

"It's not good to drink when you're injured."

Shi Er raised his eyebrows: "Caring about me?"

You said indifferently: "I'm afraid you will die here suddenly."

"Then you can rest assured, even if all the people in the world die, I will not die."

However, Shier's efficiency is indeed very high, and he got the invitation letter that night, not one, but two.

"I'll take a look too." He put all the invitations into his arms, "I'll give you yours when it's in place."

You didn't intend to refuse him to go with you, but you still pretended to be helpless.

On that day, you will go to the exhibition site together.

You take the show brochure and read it as you walk.

Shi Er followed you, looked around for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Will he accompany you to this kind of place?"

you:"…………"

This kind of boring comparison has been going on for several days. You were surprised when Shier asked for the first time, but now you are too lazy to respond.

You deftly shift the question: "Can you help me get a bottle of water over there?"

Shi Er didn't say anything, just turned and left.

The system sighed: "How can you let him know that you used him as a stand-in, how can you do this task?"

"Don't worry," you said to him, "isn't it good, look how clingy he is to me now."

In addition to the sudden question "Will he treat you like this", Shi Er has been really obedient and obedient these days, which perfectly fits the personality of the little boy who was adopted.

The system thought back for a while, and it seemed that not too long had passed from his initial aversion to you to the present obedience, and he couldn't help but be at a loss: "Why is this... I can't even understand it..."

why?

The smile on your face faded slightly, in fact, you have already faintly felt it.

You who said that it is impossible for you to be like Gojo Satoru... seem to be about to overturn.

But you can't figure out where the problem is.

Is it because you moved him by going to prison to save him?Or did you get his attention by not being gentle with the bandage?Or was it the adrenaline rush after a prison fight that made him temporarily smitten with you?

What you want is not impressive in this sense at all!

A hand suddenly rests on your shoulder.

Shier has often approached you silently like this these days.

He put his head close to your ear, with a smile in his voice, "Boss, I've taken a fancy to something."

"what?"

He held the mineral water bottle and pointed towards the corner from the mouth of the bottle.

In an unremarkable showcase, a palm-width broken knife is quietly placed on the silk.

Shi Er gently bit your ear, and asked you in a low and ambiguous voice: "It's something very important to me, will you buy it for me?"

you:

A "Okay, buy it!"

B "No, you buy it yourself."

C say something else