Abilities Named Color Painting Collection

Violet's eyes looked at the person in front of her, full of bad taste.

Lan Tang clasped the table for a moment, then turned to one side and scrambled.

"Hey, you're cheating! Cheating!" Bai Lan protested loudly.

If you can take his words to heart, then? It's not Lan Tang, he turned his head, "Luanbu, what do you think is going on?"

Luanbu doesn't really want to talk about it.

But? It's a pity that it's not just him and Lantang Bailan here, the president is still watching.

He pouted, didn't procrastinate, just? Ready to speak.

"Okay!" Suddenly they parted, interrupting what Ranbu was about to say.

Luanbu stared wide-eyed, and subconsciously looked in his direction.

Bai Lan had an unhappy face, and then, like a machine gun, he quickly spit out his reason for coming.

"Actually, Mallarme felt that he couldn't come by himself so quickly, and he didn't feel at ease to let Mr. Rimbaud go back to Europe so soon, breaking his previous arrangement, so he arranged a pass in advance. I come to trouble the people around you and make you exhausted, my goal? I want to see what your plan is, if? I want to watch a good show up close!"

After finishing speaking, he sighed long, and spread it on the table like a salted fish that had lost his dream.

"Hey, it's really hard to be an ordinary God's perspective, really, why are you doing this to me?"

Saying that, Bai Lan's eyeballs lying on the table rolled and landed on Lan Tang.

"This friend of yours is an old fox-like existence. He doesn't believe in anyone except himself. I really doubt the truth of that sentence in his mouth. So, you'd better Be mentally prepared~"

Lan Tang closed his eyes, and nodded after a while.

His relatives have been wiped out, his friends...

Due to the reasons around him, he doesn't have many friends, and all of them have been concentrated in Yokohama.

"I see."

He has already mastered the old leader, indirectly controlled the power of the entire Mafia port, plus the important people around him now, Mori Ogai is inside the Mafia headquarters in the port, Zhong is also in the Armed Detective Agency, and Oda is also here .

And his team should not be enough for Mallarme to see him as a friend.

Something like arrogance cannot be hidden.

Like? Even if an elephant sees an ant, it doesn’t think it’s another elephant’s friend

same.

Therefore, for now, he only needs to make preparations and wait for Mallarme to come.

Even if Mallarme is coming, according to William, it should be about half a month later, and there is still time to make arrangements.

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But? It's a pity that Lan Tang still underestimated that person's despicableness.

In front of him, two strange women, one old and one young, appeared in front of him.

Their condition wasn't that good. The old one looked very weak, with loose eyesight and shortness of breath. It was obvious that she had fallen into a bad situation.

And another woman, with tears on her face, was lying on the old woman's body.

But there was nothing she could do.

No matter what, both of them had their hands cut behind their backs, their mouths were directly sealed, and they couldn't make a sound or make any movements.

The young woman saw the person standing at the entrance of the alley, she turned to Lan Tang and wailed for help.

Lan Tang frowned.

He looked left and right, but he didn't see who did this kind of thing.

"I'll go and have a look, you wait here for me." Lan Tang stepped forward a few steps, leaving a distance from Gide.

Standing behind Lan Tang, Gide slowly took out his gun.

He understands why Lan Tang did this?Even though Lan Tang doesn't seem to have much lethality among the two, in fact, he is the stronger one.

This is the self-confidence and protective heart of being a strong person.

He stared at Lan Tang's back in front of him, and the eagle above his head slowly circled.

"Shall I call an ambulance for you, or a police car?" Lan Tang didn't walk into the alley where the two women were, but stood at the entrance of the alley and took out his mobile phone.

The woman's eyes widened, as if she heard something unbelievable, she raised her head towards Lan Tang.

A pair of foggy eyes looked at Lan Tang.

Then, the next second.Gunshots rang out.

Lan Tang subconsciously took two steps forward and walked into the alley.

He raised his hand and covered his chest.

But in front of him, the two people who were lying on the ground slowly dissipated as if they had encountered the winter snow in spring.

He raised his hand covering his chest in a daze.

Red blood flowed down from between the fingers, with an obvious temperature that belonged to life.

The body also seemed to start to get cold.

Above the head, something seemed to be shaking.

Lan Tang raised his head.

In the afternoon, I also met the person who took care of him for three years, although there was no

What abilities, but no ambitions, the gentle and generous captain, and the few teammates in the port Mafia who are nothing more than just a mess, are hung above their heads.

There is water, falling from the sky.

"Let's go! Lan Tang, let's go!" The voice of shouting came from the mouth of the old captain.

They had their hands cut behind their backs and were hung in the alley.

Everyone else seemed to be in a coma, except for the captain, who shouted something loudly at Lan Tang.

This is not right.

Why?Lan Tang turned his head.

The warm orange light of the setting sun fell on Gide's long silver hair.

He was still wearing the dusty cloak, and in the sky, which had been hovering over their heads since he had come back, the white bird alighted and stood on Gide's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Rimbaud, Mallarme promised that if? I kill you, he'll give us a chance to be rehabilitated and return home."

"sorry."

Lan Tang opened his eyes wide.

However, this is not right.

The captain obviously only met him in the afternoon. Although Gide was silent this time, he had been by his side all along. He didn't leave or make any move to contact other people directly.

If Gide wanted to kill him, he could have shot him when the former captain appeared and questioned him. Why now?

And why, is this the end?

"how dare you!"

Behind Lan Tang, in the narrow alley, there was a singing voice.

A well-dressed man came out of the alley quickly.

He was still holding a large handful of white roses in his hand, and when he saw the situation at the alley, he ran over with great strides.

The rose in his hand prevented him from touching Lan Tang, and Mallarme threw the white rose aside.

And the blood that had already fallen on the ground was still stained red with blood, forming a large area.

Mallarmé raised her hand, "What I want is that you can prove to me that Lan Tang is alive and well, instead of being attacked by you like now!"

Gide's red eyes now look very similar to the pool of blood on the ground.

"You didn't say that before. You said before that as long as I kill Lan Tang, you're willing to rehabilitate us!"

Does this sentence sound too familiar?

Lan Tang was pale, and was slowly placed on the ground by Malame, but he didn't speak.

Just looking at Gide over there with unbelievable eyes.

"You wanted to kill

me?It turns out that your team and your reputation are far better than our friendship, isn't it? "

Gide looked at Lantang here, and after a while, he nodded vigorously.

"Sorry, I can die, but the reputation of my teammates, I can't just give up for them so easily. I am their commander, and I am responsible for them."

Lan Tang closed his eyes.

"I see."

"Are you all right? Rimbaud, Rimbaud, what about the healing person you channeled before? Call him out to heal you!"

"I am your friend, I will not harm you, no, did you destroy him directly? Then, you open the space? Ah, you open the space now? Control the time inside? I will give you Call the emergency number, they are here, you will be fine soon!" Ma Lamei gently shook Lan Tang.

Lan Tang smiled, his lips were stained with blood.

"Is that so, what a pity, the price for my survival is to lose my supernatural power forever, so this is probably the last."

"Why, how could this be..." Mallarme had an expression of disbelief on her face.

He took a step back subconsciously, stepping on the blood-stained white rose behind.

Then look up.

"If I knew you really didn't have supernatural powers, why would I do so many things? What a waste, what a waste." Tears rolled down Mallarme's face.

"Since this is the case, then these teammates of yours have no need to live."

Mallarme raised his hand.

A spear in his hand? Slowly revealed.

Then, he stabbed fiercely towards the top of his head.

"Run! Lan Tang, run!" the captain shouted.

And then, but? The next second.

Blood gushes from his throat.Words that blocked his utterance.

"Noisy." Mallarme wiped away the teardrops on his face with a handkerchief, and his face was full of indifference.

He took a step back, avoiding the blood that fell from the sky, and then looked at Lan Tang who was already lying on the ground with a white rose next to his head, and suddenly laughed again.

"Ah, it's so beautiful, Lan Tang."

"Look, blood, roses, red and black, life and death, the story being staged? Just like you, how beautiful." Mallarme's eyes are psychedelic, and the words he speaks seem to be reciting poetry generally.

He spread his arms out.look up to the sky.

"Think about it, this is the world? There can only be one unique

Wonderful scenery, my heart aches for it.But?, don't worry, I will remember this wonderful scenery, check it from time to time, and watch it from time to time. "

As he spoke, he pursed his lips and showed a smile that was not aristocratic.

"Come on, see what I have prepared for you, grand death."

Above the arms, a row of spears appeared silently, piercing through the few people above who were swaying quietly.

There was a sound like a needle piercing a water polo.

And at this? At the same time, directly above Lantang, a huge, gorgeous and delicate scepter appeared.

Mallarmé stood in the alley.

"How beautiful, Lan Tang, look how beautiful you are now. Before I came here, I searched for so many items, and finally, I settled on the Pope's scepter.

Beautiful, refined, elegant, with a touch of history, it is a symbol of power and status.

I use this to take your life, so beautiful, you will agree, right? "

Mallarme's eyes shone with obsession.He stared at the person who seemed to be dead, lying quietly in a pool of blood.

Looking at the blood-stained long hair, he showed an obsessed expression.

And the next second.

"Okay."

Cool fingers landed on Mallarmé's neck.

Lan Tang's voice came from behind his ears.

A smile froze on his face.

"Are you happy? The play I prepared for you." Lan Tang asked Mallarmé.

The widened eyes turned to the face of the person next to him.

The figure that should have fallen on the ground and connected itself with the flowers with blood melted slowly in front of Mallarmé like ice and snow.

And behind him, Lan Tang's fingertips lightly clasped his Adam's apple, "Don't you look up, your previous masterpiece?"

The scene that was originally like a sacrifice has completely changed its appearance now.

The golden shimmer will be surrounded by several hanging people. They are sitting on the golden plane, with blank expressions on their faces, as if they can't see their surroundings, and they are looking around blankly.

And at the same time, soft laughter came from the direction of the alley.

The eagle that landed on Gide's body twisted and twisted in front of him, and landed lightly on the ground.

The man with long indigo blue hair let out a sigh, and the trident in his hand hit the ground.

"When you wanted to use other people's hands to destroy your traces in the Estoraneo family, didn't you think that you would be chased by the victim?"

He is obviously a European, but his facial contours are much softer.

The slender man who was comparable to Lantang gave a strange smile to Ma Lameilou.

"Kufufufufufu, first time meeting, I am Liudaokuo, you should have heard? I, the real behind-the-scenes boss of the Estoraneo family, Mr. Stefan Mallarmé."

"Are you still alive?" Mallarme showed an expression of disbelief.

"Yes." Lan Tang sighed in his ear.

"You don't think that people who are driven by your interests really care about those things." Lan Tang asked.

His knuckles clasped Mallarme's Adam's apple.

"I've always used calculations to deal with others, and now I'm being calculated for the first time, how do you feel?"

Lan Tang asked.

"Is this a gift from you? I like it very much."

Mallarme stretched out her hand, intending to grab Lan Tang's wrist.

"Don't move, or I will read you now."

Mallarme's hand stopped.

He looked at the person in front of him, "We are friends, Lan Tang, don't you always know what kind of person I am? I just couldn't help it because this scene was so beautiful. Look, You were almost dead just now, so I need your emotions to color the whole picture, to make the whole scene more perfect, more perfect? ​​In this way, you? Can always live in my memory. In the most beautiful way? Mode."

"No need to talk nonsense, let's say something useful." Lan Tang smiled.

"Isn't it better to die beautifully than to live dirty! Isn't this your idea? I accept it, and I will give you the grandest scene according to your idea. Isn't this the ending you want Is it?" Mallarme shouted loudly, as if betrayed.

The air became quiet for a moment.

"Really?" The muzzle, still warm, pressed against Mallarmé's temple.

"Guess, I believe this or not?" Gide looked at him with red eyes, which were obviously warm in tone, but Malarme's whole body was cold.

"Rimbaud, Rimbaud, Rimbaud, tell me, are you really unwilling to believe me? I have been your friend for a long time. If it wasn't for me, you would have died a long time ago, Knights Templar How can you keep a threat like you in the world, because? I have been trying to use?various?methods?methods to ensure that you can survive... It is your recent actions that are too big and have attracted the Templars Attention, I have no choice but to let other people do it to you!"

"Really?" Lan Tang backhanded an invisible object

Holding the body in his hand, he twirled half a circle lightly on his fingertips, and touched Mallarmé's temple.

"Guess, in my space? Can I see these little tricks of yours? Can I notice them? Will I become angry because of this and kill you regardless?"

How could this be so?.

How could this be so??

Lan Tang could feel that a layer of goosebumps appeared on Ma Malamy's body, and the trembling was also transmitted from his body.

His pathetic, despicable, and hateful friend, in order to survive, shouted out his biggest hole card.

"You don't want to know, why did Verlaine attack you? He was also forced!"

He gasped loudly, expecting only a reaction from the people around him.

"Verlaine?"

He heard Lan Tang's voice.

"who is it."

The author has something to say: Gide's repeated mention of Mallarme to restore their reputation is actually a reminder to Lantang.

He told Lan Tang about this matter, he didn't believe in Mallarme, but there must be some reason for his sudden behavior, so Lan Tang acted according to Gide's intention.

When the skeletal eagle landed on Gide's shoulder, the illusion had already begun