Abilities Named Color Painting Collection

Lan Tang searched all the places in the house.

As expected, he found several bugs hidden under the carpet of the coffee table and behind the sofa.

It was not much different from what he expected.

Even though he had expected it, Lan Tang's mood became uncontrollably worse.

Lan Tang went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, let the hot water drench his shirt and trousers, stretched out his hand to brush his long black hair behind his head, and spoke calmly.

"You can come out."

The ceiling of the bathroom suddenly loosened, and a tightly-fitting ceiling was suddenly moved away, and a slender figure fell directly from above.

Gide stood up and looked at Lan Tang who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

"Someone is watching you."

Lan Tang raised his head, the remaining water droplets hung on his eyelashes, trembling, as if he was about to fall.

He looked at Gide over there, "I know, it's always been there."

This was something he had discovered a long time ago. If it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't been able to solve the people behind the scenes all this time, he would have dealt with those guys long ago.

Water dripped on Lan Tang's body, and the shirt stuck to his body, revealing a milky white color.

"You don't deal with it?"

"Those are just tool people. If they don't deal with the people behind them well, they will directly attack the tools and be noticed by the people behind them. The situation will only become more troublesome."

"It's best if you make your own arrangements."

Lan Tang looked at Gide.

Perhaps because of the small space on the ceiling, Gide is not wearing his own cloak now, but a pair of crisp trousers and a shirt, showing his solid and good figure to the fullest.

Unfortunately……

Lantang's gaze fell on the side of Gide's face.

The long white hair was stained with a little dust, which looked a little unsightly.

"You're here, have you found anything?"

"After you left in the morning, someone came in not long after. I didn't have direct contact with them." Gide's face was serious.

It was obviously the dangerous one, but Lan Tang's expression didn't change much. He nodded lightly, not minding revealing his situation.

"I knew from the beginning that someone was watching me, there were two groups before."

As he spoke, he raised two fingers and shook them leisurely.

"The first batch is the port Mafia. They want to know from me what happened on the day of the bombing on Saibo Street."

Lan Tang has an attitude of knowing everything about the things around him.

"

The second group, those people refused to face me. "

Gide fixed his eyes on Lan Tang's face, "Is there something wrong with your memory?"

Lan Tang raised his head and looked at Gide in front of him, without the slightest embarrassment that amnesia should have.

"My memory is messed up. It should be the sequelae of surviving the big bang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you about myself before. It wouldn't have been a long time before a mission was over."

Although he didn't know what his mission was at all, it would be strange if a transcendent appeared in Yokohama incognito without a purpose.

Moreover, the place where he was discovered was Leibo Street. As the only surviving person, even though Port Mafia said internally and externally that he was from Port Mafia, if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to use them to restore his memory Well, Lan Tang wouldn't jump into the wolf's den so easily.

Gide nodded, "It's good that you know. How are you going to deal with these people?"

"When the time comes, I will let you know."

Gide understood, and didn't ask him what he planned to do at this time.

"In short, if you need me to do something, tell me in advance."

"Your injury?"

"Although my ability is weaker, I am still a person with different abilities."

The words "supernatural power" represent that in addition to his ability that ordinary people do not have, it also represents his physical strength and recovery ability far beyond ordinary people.

"Then after I arrange the people behind them, we can start."

Lan Tang curled a strand of hair, and his face was wet by the water, showing a calm and unhurried demeanor.

His eyes fell on Gide's long, dusty hair.

"Do you want to take a shower? I can help you clean your hair."

"it is good."

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Lan Tang threw the wet clothes aside casually, making room for Gide.

If I remember correctly, there was a not-so-shallow stab wound on Gide's waist and abdomen. Even if the person with supernatural powers has a strong recovery ability, it won't heal so quickly.

So, still need help.

and……

It's time to test Gide's attitude towards him.

But why hasn't Gide come here yet?

"What are you doing?"

There were two balls of familiar fabric in Gide's hands. With his head down, he brushed his long silver-white hair aside, rubbed it quickly, and lathered it. "If clothes are not washed and hung up, they will wrinkle."

Lan Tang hesitated to speak, but he didn't say that he didn't plan to wear that shirt a second time.

Gide has washed him clean, he didn't waste other people's

Well-intentioned habits.

As for the shower... Anyway, the person hasn't come in yet, let him warm up first.

Raising his hand, Lan Tang pointed the shower at himself.

A moment later, Lan Tang was shivering from the cold wind.

He turned his head, and as expected, Gide had already returned.

Gide looked hesitantly at the bathroom filled with mist.

If I remember correctly, the bathroom was not like this just now, why did the temperature get so high all of a sudden?

"What are you waiting for, it's going to be cold in a while."

Lan Tang urged.

Only then did Gide walk over to enjoy the somewhat...too hot bathtub with Lan Tang.

Gide was as muscular as he looked.And Lan Tang looked much slender than his appearance.

Lan Tang's eyes lingered on Gide's body, and the wound on his abdomen was now slightly pink, apparently closed temporarily.

"You're recovering well, and I wanted to give you medicine."

"The more injuries there are, there must be some changes." For example, the wounds will heal faster than ordinary people with supernatural abilities.

but……

Feeling Lan Tang's hand on his shoulder, Gide looked at Lan Tang, "What?"

"Although your wound has healed...I'll wash your hair."

Gide followed Lan Tang's strength and sat in the bathtub, feeling the rubbing fingers above his head and the legs falling on both sides of his body, he couldn't help leaning his upper body forward.

This distance is too close.

However, his movements had just begun, when Lan Tang pressed his shoulders and pulled him back.

"Don't move around, your hair hasn't been washed yet."

Lan Tang rubbed the white hair on his hands, looking at Gide who was defenseless, showing his head and back in front of him, the golden light in his eyes flowed.

Gide, unexpectedly trusted him.

In this case, it should be okay to leave the next step to Gide.

However, the abilities of those people are far from the ability to threaten a transcendent.

After all, they are just a group of ordinary people without supernatural powers.

We must find the supernatural ability as soon as possible, otherwise, when those mercenaries are caught, it may be his death.

Sitting in the bathtub, Gide felt the warm water flowing down from the top of his head and the gentle fingers interspersed in his hair, slowly relaxing his body.

While rubbing the soft fingertips, Gide squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but focus on Lan Tang.

He had heard the rumors about Lan Tang before, and knew what Lan Tang had done and said.

He is self-willed and self-willed, and his life is flamboyant and enthusiastic.

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Like a flame in this gloomy world.Even just hearing about it can make people yearn for it.

But now, Rimbaud is right behind him, his fingers running through my hair, his leg against my side.

From an intention to a real person.

The originally flamboyant person has become the gentle and introverted person now, and I don't know what happened to him.

Just thinking about it is unbearable.

He couldn't help it, even if he was not only himself, but also a group of companions behind him who were willing to follow him.

However, I want to help him.

Even if, it's just a chance meeting.

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On the afternoon when he received the mission report from the adjutant, Rantang took Oda Sakunosuke to go out to perform the mission.

"Different blocks have different distribution of forces. Although we may not control this street, it is necessary to come here regularly. To understand their movements in time, we can know the activities of many other organizations in time."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded seriously.

He is only 15 years old this year, but he has already been in prison for a year and has just been released from prison.

Perhaps because of these experiences, Oda Sakunosuke's face is far more calm than his peers.

"So we have to be clear about the movements of everyone here." Oda Sakunosuke looked serious, and his tone was inexplicably good.

"We have to start with experience. The reason why all the people on the block still appear on the street is because life forces them to do so. When most people see the appearance of our port Mafia, they will take the initiative to avoid it. One more thing is worse than one less thing, but... if some people keep staring at us, there is a problem."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, motioned Rantang to stop, and pointed to the glass in front of him.

"Like that."

Lan Tang followed his gaze, and the person who deliberately downplayed his presence was one of the guys he was very familiar with in the past few years.

Rantang didn't expect that Oda Sakunosuke recognized his target so quickly.However, he couldn't be the one who did it.

"Yes, but write down his appearance and general characteristics, and leave it to the combatants. We are weak, low-level non-combatants."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Rantang, "Me too?"

Lan Tang nodded, "Yes, if you don't want to kill someone, then you will."

"it is good."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, followed Rantang's voice, and continued to observe the situation on the street.

Although I was a little concerned, but the senior said don't worry about it, so I probably don't care about it.

When I go back,

Lantang extracted the nearby surveillance and reported the photos and information of the surveillance.

"Did they have it before, or did they just discover it?" The personnel who received the information looked at the documents in their hands. The pictures captured from the surveillance were not clear enough, but they were enough for them to recognize the person's appearance.

"I'm not a combatant. If Sakunosuke Oda didn't find out, I guess I haven't noticed it yet. I don't know how long he has been following him."

The person sitting behind the table looked up at Lan Tang.

Lan Tang stood behind the other party's desk, lowered his head slightly, the melancholy between his brows made him look inexplicably weak.

If you grow so tall, you still can't fight?A little bit of unhappiness caused by being oppressed by 191's height dissipated in an instant. The man put the documents on the table and put his hands together, "I see, we will deal with the next thing."

Lan Tang lowered his head and looked at the corner of the table, "Then I will trouble you."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Gide's men have already dealt with the guy who controls these tool people over there.The efficiency of port Mafia, don't let him down.

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That night, above the banquet.

A well-dressed nobleman was whispering something to his female companion when a cell phone rang suddenly.

He smiled slightly, and looked down at his phone.

After a while, he said sorry softly to his female companion, and turned to leave.

Walking to the terrace, he answered the phone.

"What happened to my company? Why did the stock price drop so much all of a sudden?"

"It's like this, Viscount, it seems that there is something wrong with the system..."

"What happened to the mine?"

"It seems that there has been a landslide, so it is temporarily unable to produce, and we need to send people to clean up and rescue..."

"Clean up what! Don't you need money for rescue? Let the workers continue to work! I will find you tomorrow for other things, what? Power outage? Lost system data!?"

An angry expression appeared on the Viscount's handsome face, "It's such a big mess, are you telling me now that I raised you for nothing!? What's more, where do you think I am now? This is where you will live for the rest of your life. A transcendent banquet that you don’t even have the right to hear about! Do you know what you’re disturbing!”

……

After a moment.

The Viscount wiped away the marks left by his anger just now with a handkerchief, with a polite and hypocritical smile on his face, "Sorry, my dear lady, I still have something to do, so I have to leave first."

"Hey, but..." The banquet has just begun?A look of astonishment appeared on the girl's face.

Not everyone can come to the transcendent's banquet. The viscount begged her for a few days to come here before she brought him here.Why are you leaving so soon?

Before she could stop him, the Viscount had already left quickly.

Perhaps because he was too anxious, when he turned his head to say goodbye to his female companion, he bumped his head into someone else's body.

The person who was hit didn't respond, but he, the person who hit the person, shook.

Seeing that he was about to fall, the person who was bumped by him just now turned around and reached out his hand to him.

"It's alright."

His long silver hair swayed with his movements, and a pair of blue eyes looked at the person in front of him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Verlaine, hug, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The viscount's already anxious expression became even more flustered after he saw the face of the person opposite him clearly.

"It's okay." Verlaine withdrew his hand, "It's not okay to be rash at the banquet, but if you're in such a hurry, there must be something to do. I won't bother you."

"Then, thank you..." After saying that, the Viscount lowered his head, apologized a few times, and ran away quickly.

Verlaine stood where he was, frowning slightly, looking at the back of the person leaving over there.

"What's wrong?" Mallarme noticed the situation here and walked over slowly.

Verlaine turned his head, "It's nothing, I just think his attitude is a bit strange."

Different from other transcendents, Verlaine, as the only transcendent among the artificial humans, has a high reputation. There were quite a few people who deliberately bumped into him at the banquet before, trying to attract his attention.

But after this person bumped into him, instead of taking the opportunity to talk to him, he became even more flustered and ran away in a hurry.

Such a situation is unusual.

Mallarme's eyes were fixed on the back of the figure who had gone out, and she reached out and patted Verlaine's shoulder.

"Such a beautiful banquet, why bother with an insignificant person, let's go, I will show you my new friend."

Verlaine stared in that direction for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, "Let's go."

Just an insignificant person.

Maybe he's just being overwhelmed.

Mallarme watched Verlaine turn around and walked into the crowd, and turned his gaze to the direction of the door.

The ornate carved gate has been slowly closed, and the departure of a small viscount cannot cause any hindrance to the banquet.

However, Mallarme knew why this man would avoid Verlaine so much.

He's the one responsible for staring at an amnesiac Arthur Rimbaud.

Waving, an attendant from the banquet came over.

"At your service, my lord."

Mallarme's voice was gentle, "Go and find out what happened to the Viscount who just left."

The servant bowed his head respectfully. "As you wish."

After a while, Mallarme turned around, followed Verlaine's pace, and blended into the harmonious atmosphere of the banquet.

Under the bright and blurred lights, Ma Lamei smiled and took a sip of the wine. Under the smile, there was an indifference and coldness.

Either way, since you've already left here, don't come back, right?There is no place for you here, Arthur Rimbaud.