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How did things get here?Conan was puzzled.

The luxurious ballroom was full of gunshots, the red velvet-like curtain collapsed to the ground, shards of glass and high heels discarded by the ladies all over the place. The screams accompanied the gunshots resounding through the sky.

The moment Zhongyuan Zhongye fought, Gin raised his hand decisively and followed his gestures, and bullets from the black organization smashed the huge palace chandelier in the center of the ballroom.

The palace lamp decorated with dozens of white crystals is enough to illuminate the entire ballroom.Its halo spreads from the inside to the outside layer by layer, and the center is the focus of the audience. Whether you pay attention to the men and women dancing on the dance floor or not, there will always be a part of your peripheral vision that will be unconsciously attracted there.

The most proud palace lamp of the cruise ship designer was shattered into fragments under the rain of bullets, like an umbrella spinning on a rainy day, throwing a deadly sharp knife to the screaming crowd.

It's not just the Black Organization and Port Mafia in the ballroom!The guests who were invited due to various reasons scolded the winery for cheating in their hearts, and searched for cover in a panic.

"Get down!" Conan's voice was drowned in the rain of bullets, his mind was full of "It's over, it's over, how many people are going to die, don't you Mafia know how to clear the field before fighting? Save the children—"

"Slap." A ball of molten iron wrapped in flames fell on the carpet, fragments of bullet casings and shiny crystal shavings could be vaguely seen in the turbid molten iron.

Balls of fire rolled down on the carpet, and they rushed to the most eye-catching ice cream iceberg on the edge of the banquet hall, and submerged themselves in the ice heroically.

This is the encounter between half of the bullets and fragments, and the other half of the sharp debris stayed in the air in a posture that violated the common sense of physics, and the whole body was shining with dazzling red light.

Gravity manipulation.

Xuejian Weizhi and Zhongyuan Zhong also shot to stop the chaos created by the black organization. After the rapid gunshots, the people in the ballroom basically ran away.

Conan originally wanted to stay and watch the battle and destroy his 17-year-old Three Views with great difficulty. Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even look at him and waved to his subordinates. The boy in the black suit picked up the worried brat and sent him back Maorilan's side.

It is not easy for Sanguan to not be broken into biscuit crumbs for so many years, why bother to involve himself in the world of monsters?

"It's just the two of us." Xuejian Weizhi smiled with two lovely shallow dimples on her lips.

The windows that were shattered during the gun battle revealed dark glass holes, and the sea breeze that swept the ballroom was like the wailing of evil spirits.

"En." Zhong Yuanzhong also simply responded.

The orange-haired young man's clothes billowed and rolled up in the wind, he was wearing an old-fashioned black hat, his hands were wrapped in black gloves, and he made a gesture of invitation to Mie Yukimi.

It's the gentlemen's way of letting her go first and men get bored in a fight.

No, it won't work like this.

The so-called battle is the sparks of strength and power, it is the enthusiasm to abandon all distracting thoughts and concerns, and give all belief, persistence, and passion to the opponent in the boiling white mist.

The second closest to death is the moment when love is the deepest. Zhizhi pours out her long-suppressed love in front of Zhongya Zhongyuan like a volcanic eruption, but he only treats her like this!

Zhizhi was angry, she was very angry.

It is no longer as simple as being rejected for "confession"!This incomprehensible guy tore the girl's serious love letter into pieces and threw them into the trash can in front of Zhizhi.

Still non-recyclable garbage!

"Are you underestimating me?" Seeing Weizhi, Xue was very sad, "I have tried so hard to express my desire, but you just dismissed me with a cold 'hmm'?"

Man, your name is vexatious.

"...Otherwise?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also confused, "What should I tell you?"

It's not like he didn't have a second-stage middle school. Whoever listened to a word of literature and art in the period before the opening of the dirty.

But Nakahara is too easy to be deceived by performance. In his eyes, Yukimi Mie is a pale-exquisite and beautiful girl like a doll, even if the tiger and wolf words she exposed today are enough to make Fukuzawa Yukichi dizzy and go to Osamu Dazai to settle accounts (Dazai Zhi: Injustice, Little Rabbit Zaizhi Injustice), Zhongyuan Zhong also inevitably has some gentlemanly demeanor.

Even though he is a member of a hostile organization, there is no need to hit too hard, just hit him casually, he thought so.

If Gojo Satoru was here, he wouldn't think so at all.

There is no such thing as a hand-holding battle, only the strong are entitled to show mercy to the weak.What Zhong Yuan Zhong also faces is not a girl who needs him to show his demeanor, but a heart addicted to fighting.

Such negligence is impossible to satisfy Xue Jianweizhi.

"I ignored your emotions." Xuejian Weizhi sighed, "I'm the only one who is excited. The high temperature is about to burn me, and Mr. Zhongya is still standing by and watching the joke."

"Will you help me only if I can't bear to beg you?" She said in a low voice.

Xuejian Weizhi's voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper, but it was still blown into Chuya Zhongya's ears by the sea wind.

He's numb.

"You, you!" The orange-haired young man's ears were red, and his blue eyes were at a loss.

"We haven't met three times including this time, right?" Zhongyuan Zhong also broke down, "Why on earth are you talking to me in the tone of a dissatisfied wife talking to her husband who can't be hard!"

Help, I swear on the chastity of mackerel, he and she are innocent!

If you fight, fight well, what are you talking about, Mafia doesn't want to lose face?

At this moment, Zhong Yuan also recalled the pain of being manipulated by the radio system.

If the channel doesn't match, it's useless to say anything.Let Xuejian Weizhi say a few more words, the next scumbag who abandons his wife and son and betrays his lust is himself.

"Okay, okay." Yukimi Mie said tolerantly, "Don't worry, I'll get you excited. Maybe I'm not Chuya-kun's type, but I'm completely sure that you can satisfy me. "

"I won't let you go," her pupils stood up excitedly, like a big cat hunting in the dark, "Let's play together."

The flame trailed like a meteor, attacking Zhongye in the Central Plains in the blink of an eye.The blowing hot wind abruptly evaporated the air in the nasal cavity, and the short-term suffocation made Chuya Nakahara's movements stagnate for a moment.

"Bang!" The flying table resisted the blow for him, and the red light surrounded Zhongyuan Zhongya with crushed stones. He snapped his fingers, and the stones rushed towards Yukimi Mie.

With a crash, the torrent of flames devoured the gravel, as if a branch was dropped in a swamp without any ups and downs.

The moment the flame blocked his view, Nakahara Chuya's figure appeared behind Yukimi Mie.

He was extremely skilled, and the palm that locked his throat was about to firmly grasp the girl's neck, when his wrist suddenly felt a pain.

"Isn't this very enthusiastic?" Xue Jian Weizhi's hand grabbed Zhongyuan Zhongye's wrist with lightning speed. Her strength control surprised Zhongyuan Zhongye, who had studied gymnastics for many years, and he kicked up. The leg was also pulled back by Yukimi Mie's hook.

They got very close for a short time, so close that they could clearly see the girl's bright eyes in the middle of the Central Plains.

There was joy, joy, and peaceful lucidity in her eyes.

"A little more." Xuejian Weizhi whispered softly, "I know you have more than that."

"Don't you want to have a deeper understanding with me?" Her breath touched Nakahara Chuya's earlobe, which was as hot as fire, "I have something very good to show you."

"Didn't your guardian teach you to pay attention to your wording when chatting with the opposite sex?" Nakahara Naka also snapped his fingers, and the red light of gravity just climbed Yukimi Mie's arm before being counterattacked by the spring of flames.

He took the opportunity to break free from the girl's grip, and punched out!

"No." Seeing that Weizhi tilted her head to avoid the blow, the ball of fire flew from her palm into the air, split into countless sharp arrows and pierced through the air, "The president didn't teach me, when I talk to the president, Of course not, he is my elder."

How can you say nasty words to the elders!Are the branches floating or are there not enough reviews written?

"Where's mackerel? When you fight Dazai Osamu—oh, you don't fight him." Nakahara also reacted, with Yukimi Mie's fighting style, Dazai Osamu would have died long ago.

In the same way, Wujo Satoru, as a teacher, was also assigned to the elders.Moreover, Wutiaowu wouldn't be pushy like Zhongyuan Zhongye. If Zhizhi wanted to fight him, he would definitely be happy to make a move.

Only Zhongye in the Central Plains was not an elder, and he was not straightforward enough, procrastinating and procrastinating to make Zhizhi angry.The excitement of being provoked has nowhere to be released, and can only be turned into crazy output of language.

"What do you want to show me?" Nakahara Nakaya caught a glimpse of the sharp knife light from the corner of his eye, and rolled on the dining table to split the attack range.

Yukimi Mie, who pulled out a dagger from under her skirt as if nothing had happened, smiled, and she stretched out her hand and pulled the collar around her neck, as if it was a little uncomfortable and wanted to breathe.

"Your glove, my choker." She tapped Chuya Nakahara with the tip of the dagger, "Why, isn't it time for you to take it off?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the leather gloves covering his hands: "It seems that Dazai guy told you a lot. Didn't you also save a trick?"

"That's right." Xuejian Weizhi tugged at the collar on her neck again, and she twisted the hand holding the dagger, "But, in the story of a young man, the first move is bound to lose. First use the big move The one always loses, and I don't like that omen very much."

"That's it." She clapped her hands, "Let's take it off together, how fair."

"...Don't." Zhong Yuanzhong also gave up correcting her language addiction, he raised his eyebrows, "At least for now, I don't think it is necessary."

"Very good, very good." Xuejian Weizhi was not angry, on the contrary, she seemed quite happy.

"I'm glad you're finally excited too," she said with a smile. "As a reward, let me do the opening show."

The sharp blade of the dagger shone coldly, and Xue Jian Weizhi held it carelessly, drawing a deep long mark on the back of his hand.

One drop, two drops, the blood dripped down the girl's pale knuckles to the ground.

Shila-

The flaming magma gushing out of hell spread across the cracked ground, and the shocking red colors on the floor, walls, and ceiling were like countless undulating and breathing veins.

Taking the place where Yukimi Mie was standing as the center, the whole cruise ship seemed to become a living heart, beating up and down.Hot white mist surged up, and blood-colored raindrops sprayed down, drenching people's hair and clothes.

"My domain is the type of instant kill." Xue Jian Weizhi licked the blood flowing on the back of her hand, and she shook her hand casually.

"Before it takes shape, Mr. Chuya, you still have half a second to make a decision."