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Bridge bean sack, what's the situation with this weird line?

In my mind, the magical lines echoed. My spell is called love at first sight limited edition. It was a sudden love at first sight, which lasted about an hour.

Emphasis - the spell does not limit the species.

This is a very powerful control skill, but my indistinguishable technique, because of the face that combines all the advantages of my parents, has already made me go further and further on the road to death on the spot.

Sure enough, I am suitable for staying at home, watching other people's social death is very happy, but when I become myself, I just want to immigrate immediately...

Since I am the master of the spell, I am forced to keep a smile on my face and an mmp in my heart when the target of the spell is myself.

Staring at my gin with blatant eyes, goosebumps on my arms are about to come out for a walk.

Wait, this look, it's more like wanting to dissect me on the spot than falling in love!

Seeing the tall gin approaching me step by step, I had the foresight to leave the body automatically, and I couldn't help but flinch, please don't get me wrong that I'm afraid, I'm just worried that this man will die if he punches out.

So, this empty laboratory without any experimental equipment began to stage a silent pantomime, and the concluding statement was:

He chases, he flees, he cannot fly...

"What a wonderful setting at night."

emmmmm, such a line, is this black-clothed organization a bit abnormal, but during the activation of the spell, my mouth spontaneously played the script in my mouth while the 'object' was speaking:

"Ah~ yes~ all the sins and darkness can be covered by this charming night, just like my feelings for you, I can no longer suppress it at this moment."

Of course I said so, but I didn't stop, thanking myself for never giving up on exercising. At this moment, I really want to grow two more legs.

However, what I never expected was that the object of forced love actually learned to sit on the sidelines.

My forehead bumped against the button of the opponent's windbreaker. The cold buttons cooled my fiery heart a little bit, but the truth was that it didn't cool me down but poured some oil on me, completely burning me.

This made my inner desire to complain even more serious.

The technique can be ungrounded, but don't give me the ground!

For a long hour, I will definitely make a mistake, and it is a big mistake. I don't want the police station to cry behind bars...

And if this is the case, my dear editor will definitely visit me with half a room full of papers, and try to extend my sentence...

I was distracted, and seemed to arouse the interest of the organization member who had just met in front of me. He stretched out his slender fingers, raised my chin, and made my eyes meet the blue eyes that contained a hint of fanaticism. pupil.

Although I said no in my heart, my body was so honest that I couldn't help but move my chin forward and put my whole chin into the palm of the other party.

The warm palm carried a scalding temperature, and when the four eyes met, only Gin's thin lips parted slightly:

"Since you are so proactive, then..."

He lowered my chin, reached into his pocket and took out the mobile phone, then motioned for me to take out the mobile phone, my body was controlled by the excessive secretion of dopamine, and I naturally took it out of my pocket phone.

Exchange contacts?In my capacity as the author of many popular romance novels, I guessed the meaning behind the man's actions.

"your mailbox……"

I simply reported my email address neatly, while silently complaining in my heart that there are still people using email to chat these days, while typing the email number that Gin gave me on the screen with my fingers quickly.

Ding - ding - ding - ding -

The four message reminders on my face made me realize that maybe the situation was not as I expected. I lowered my head, suppressed the weird sweetness in my heart, opened the mailbox and clicked on the email.

"...You actually asked me to help you with the task...that's great..."

Tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloped by at high speed in my heart, leaving only a messy heart, and suddenly I was relieved...

My heart was so peaceful as if I had heard the Great Compassion Mantra [-] times. Even facing such a death scene, I even wanted to laugh a little, and then wept loudly...

It turns out that the clown is actually me...

At this moment, after I got my reply, I became very interested in the man with reddish ears. Of course, it was not the interest of love, but the interest of seeing new material books.

For the first time in my life, my heart was full of anxiety like an old mother, how can I save a cub who even looks like he is looking for a work partner when he is in love.

"Then let's go..."

Looking at the man who closed the door neatly and pulled himself out of the laboratory, then returned to the parking lot and placed himself in the co-pilot waiting for me to drive, a fascinated smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Thinking of the address of the first email I just glanced at, I remembered the seat belt, and then drove to the mission location in the precious antique car that the man regarded as his second wife.

Goodbye, my laboratory without a piece of equipment, and a lot of advice, my new material book.

The first mission ended quickly, and the intelligence department of a large international organization is still very powerful.

The specific process is as follows:

Gin opened the door, pulled his gun from under his windbreaker, grinned like a shark, and fired, then I closed the door, he strode forward, I followed, and finally back to the parking spot to get in the car, I In the driver's seat, he is the co-pilot, heading to the next destination.

This set of tasks seems to flow like clouds and flowing water, and I am not like the other party's partner in love at all, but more like a tool person without feelings.

Silently lighting candles for Gin's future partner, and doing the junior job as a partner, it can only be said to be excellent.

"That's your ability."

An hour passed quickly, the temple was pressed against the gun, I looked at the busy road ahead, and said calmly:

"Well, it's a very useless garbage ability, but thanks to its blessing, the novels I write are very real."

Of course, surgery is not a convenient and fast ability like supernatural power, but will I expose this to the black organization?Wouldn't it be good at all?If it weren't for the fact that this organization is so dishonest, the laboratory doesn't even have a single instrument, and I wouldn't have exposed it at all...

Although I know that I must have missed some steps in the middle, but I can't be wrong, it's all the black-clothed organization that is making a fuss, I firmly believe.

"Extraordinary ability..."

Gin's gun was firmly attached to my temple this time, am I panicking?I don't panic at all, mastering the core technology of the art world - the reversal art, I have no fear at all.

If this man really shoots, then the ending waiting for him is my exclusive little black room.

Dear, have you ever experienced the days when all the time in the legendary life is spent in love, eating, and sleeping?

If not, then you can live the life of a master of time management under my care, which is definitely the ultimate nerd player with sixteen games, three mobile phones, one computer, one tablet, and one VR every day. , have to come both troubles and happiness.

"Boss, do you know your ability?"

The hand holding the gun didn't even shake, and the gunpowder that took a person's life in front of another hotel just now was still warm, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was like a good perfume, which made the air smudged. Some nervous.

At a red light, I stopped the car steadily, stretched out my hand to hold the muzzle of the gun, then moved away, and then looked sideways at the solemn face of gin. The man's body seemed to remember the passionate love not long ago. After touching it, I naturally let go of the high-lifting movement, and I tilted my head, pretending to be mysterious and saying:

"you guess?"

Under the sunlight, the cyan pupils seem to be able to make people see all the emotions in the other person's eyes. However, this is impossible for people in the other world. The trials of life and death have long forced a person to learn to hide this skill.

A sharp dagger appeared in the man's left hand. The target was clearly my neck.

"It's really not good..."

When the silver light was about to kiss my neck in the air, I stretched out my hand and lightly touched the wrist holding the knife. Then, with a click, the man's wrist fell down powerlessly. The horn of battle hadn't sounded yet. There seems to be a sign of the end.

"Didn't your boss tell you about me?"

I looked at the knife that was transferred to my hand, and let it rotate slightly at the fingertips. The silver blade received the golden light, blurring the sharp edge.

I admired the brilliance of this good knife, and then looked at Qin Jiu, who didn't act rashly because he didn't know his own strength, feeling a little lost in his heart, and couldn't shut himself up properly.

That's right, the previous gun can be said to be anger after being fooled by supernatural powers, and the knife with low lethality can be said to be a small temptation. One of the trump cards is impossible not to understand.

"Pengley Balian was the former Yunshou, and also the long-distance instructor of Pengele's scientific research department."

A mint-like refreshing voice resounded in the small space inside the car. I looked at the reflection in the other person's eyes. I, wearing glasses and looking like a gentle scum, suddenly woke up from the sequelae of the operation...

Without changing my face or beating my heart, I let go of the hand that was pinching Qin Jiu's right wrist holding the gun. Thinking about the state of being aroused by the sense of crisis in my bones, I felt very foolish.

Today I really am Mercury retrograde, right?

"Now that you know it, you should know it too. To put it nicely, I am cooperating with your organization, but to put it badly, it is poverty alleviation..."

Damn, shit, this line will definitely be blacklisted by this material book. I suddenly remembered my unfinished novel. I thought I had written half of it before. Since I didn’t write down the text in various aspects, I remembered the editor’s notify:

Two days later, if we couldn't produce the manuscript, we would die together.

I took a deep breath, and decided that I should use this first novel to make up the number compared to the mystery novel that has no inspiration for the time being.

"However, I appreciate you very much."

Seeing the man in the co-pilot suddenly tense, the little devil in my heart danced wildly, I decided to be Gin's partner, take a closer look, my dear mafia straight male model worker material book.