Women's clothing boss unlimited repair knife

Turning up the stairs covered with exquisite red carpet, the bright chandeliers bloom layer by layer like flowers, casting charming and dazzling light and shadow.

The girl in a black and white maid outfit carried a silver tray with one hand through the bright corridor, and came to a door at the end of the corridor, raised her other hand, and lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in."

There was a unique voice in the room, bright and slightly magnetic, immature and slightly hoarse, like a teenager's voice, but it was difficult to simply distinguish the gender.

As the maid opened the door, the owner of the voice appeared in sight.

The man looked less than twenty, with a cold and beautiful face, wearing layers of gorgeous ball gowns, sitting gracefully by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window with great interest.

At first glance, no one would doubt his gender, they would definitely think that he was a woman, a young beauty.

But he is a man.

"Master, here is your breakfast today. Medium-rare steak and cappuccino with milk and honey."

As the maid spoke, she brought the plates and cups on the tray to the dining table covered with white lace tablecloth in front of the "boy", and then placed knives and forks next to the plates.

Likewise, the knives and forks were silver like the plates.

There was a piece of bloody steak on the plate, which looked very unappetizing.

However, the boy smiled happily at the maid: "Thank you, step back."

The bright and slightly magnetic voice sounds very comfortable, combined with his image of women's clothing, it will not give people the slightest sense of disobedience.

If you are not familiar with him, you will not be able to imagine that he is actually a man when chatting with him.

The maid nodded respectfully, took two steps back with the tray in her arms, then turned and left.

As soon as she closed the door, the smile on the boy's face disappeared, and even the elegance of his body disappeared. He leaned lazily on the chair, picked up the phone with one hand and glanced at it.

Just when he was looking at his phone, a text message appeared on the screen of his phone with a "ding", and unfolded before he clicked on it.

【you are human?Or a demon in human skin?Do you want to atone for your crime with death, or do you want to make atonement with life? 】

The boy glanced at it roughly, didn't take it seriously, and wanted to turn off the text message, but unexpectedly there was another "ding", and another text message unfolded on the screen of his mobile phone talking to himself.

[No matter how you choose, the gates of hell will open for you. 】

The teenager wanted to forcibly close the text message by clearing the background, but no matter how his finger swiped on the screen, the phone did not respond.

"Who hacked my phone?"

This is the boy's first reaction.

But then, noticing the content of the text message, he couldn't help but smile, and said his answer: "Am I a human or a demon? Interesting question. No matter what I am, no matter if I am guilty or not, I will not escape through death." .”

After he said that, the text message disappeared and his phone returned to normal.

He opened the text message in surprise, but couldn't find the two messages just now, as if everything that happened just now was his hallucination.

He didn't care, put down his phone, enjoyed his breakfast leisurely, then got up and left the room.

This is his residence.

He lived in a two-story villa with six rooms on each floor, mostly empty.

He has no parents, no wife, no children, and he exclusively occupies this villa that can accommodate an entire family.

But he has six maids.

When he opened the door, the maid who had been guarding the door nodded respectfully to him, and after getting his permission, she went into the room to help him pack up the empty dishes.

When he went downstairs, a maid was wiping the mysterious and antique wrought iron handrail of the stairs with a rag, and when she heard the sound, she immediately stopped her hands and nodded respectfully at him.

He came to the lobby on the first floor, and when he was about to go out, a maid came over and handed him a black document bag.

But he stretched out his hand and pushed it away: "No, I won't go to the company today."

Immediately afterwards, he handed the phone to the maid: "Help me check if there is any trace of hacking on my phone."

"Yes, master." The maid took the phone.

So the boy went out empty-handed.

The villa was built in the urban area, surrounded by a black wrought iron fence, and many green radishes were planted inside and outside, which were taken care of by the maids very luxuriantly.

Everyone around knew that there lived in this villa a young woman who liked to wear ball gowns as normal clothes, like a nobleman.

But no one knows what she does, only that she seldom goes out, and every time she goes out, there must be a special car to pick her up.

As soon as the boy went out, a maid pressed the car key in her hand, and there was a beep, and the lights of the black BMW flickered.

However, facing the car door opened by the maid, the boy shook his head: "No, I won't go to the company today, just go out for a walk."

While talking, he thought to himself, it's time to change the phone.

Remember going out and crossing the road and there is a mobile phone shop within 5 minutes?

The maid didn't say anything, and after nodding to the boy, she locked the car again, put away the car keys, and opened a black lace sun umbrella, covering most of the boy's body in the shadow.

This time, the boy didn't refuse, and let her hold an umbrella for him, leave the last wrought iron gate, and walk out of his villa completely.

But just as he took a step towards the road, planning to go to the opposite side, a car galloped towards him.

Instinctively, the young man retreated sharply, and was shocked to find that the entire time and space had slowed down.

His leaping body slowly fell to the ground.

The surrounding scenery gradually freezes and darkens.

Until you escape into the darkness where you can't see your fingers...

The boy wanted to speak, but couldn't speak at all.

Similarly, he couldn't control his body, so he could only let it fall to the ground slowly.

At that moment, he felt that his consciousness and body were in different time and space, and he could only watch the approaching car getting closer and closer to him at a slow speed, unable to do anything.

Fortunately, this long moment passed quickly, and the black thick-soled leather shoes on the boy's feet fell to the ground steadily, and at the same time he regained control over his body.

But the surrounding environment was also completely dark, except for himself, the boy could no longer feel any aura, whether it was the maid holding the umbrella for him, or the speeding car.

Everything disappeared into darkness.

"Who?"

The teenager feels like he is being attacked.

And this kind of attack is obviously not something that humans can do.

No one responded to him, but the surrounding scenery brightened again.

He looked around, it was a completely unfamiliar environment.

The sun here is not warm, even a little cold.

There is no car coming and going, only the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind, and the unique fishy smell of the soil.

The young man looked at the stone wall made of rough stones in front of him, and remained silent.

He looked down at the uneven and weedy land on the ground, and continued to remain silent.

Is it teleportation?

It's too much to send him to such a dirty place!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Suddenly, a woman's scream came from not far away.

Hearing the scream, the boy froze for a moment, then almost instinctively ran towards the place where the sound came from.

While running, I thought—is there anyone else here besides him?Was it someone who was here originally, or was he sent here like him?

At the same time, I looked around - there are stone walls higher than people everywhere, some are closed, and some have a crack that can lead to other places, it looks like...

maze?

It's still an abandoned maze.

Otherwise, these weeds on the ground that can scrape the calves should be dealt with anyway.

The boy turned around in the direction of the scream, and smelled a strong smell of blood when he walked around the last wall.

Yet he didn't even frown.

It wasn't until he walked around the last wall and saw the scene in front of him clearly that he showed a somewhat surprised expression.

There is a tree in front of you.

But can it be called a tree?

Its branches are like brown vines, dancing in the air as if alive.

One of the "twigs" wraps around a woman's ankle, hanging her upside down in the air.

The woman was wearing a white shirt and a black suit. Because she was hung upside down, the unbuttoned suit was opened and turned down, revealing a blood-stained shirt.

With her eyes closed, she swayed in the air weakly, apparently unconscious.

The glasses on the ground should belong to her, and they have been crushed.

"What..." the boy complained in a low voice, approaching the tree without any sense of danger.

The tree immediately sensed it, and countless vine-like branches nimbly attacked the boy.

The boy dodged.

Not only did he dodge sideways at an unbelievable speed, but he also jumped up lightly, stepped on the vine, used a front flip, and flew towards the woman. When he passed by, he quickly grabbed her foot The branch, pinch it hard!

With a "click", the branch hangs limply like a crushed bone, and the woman's body falls free from the shackles, and is about to hit the ground.

However, just before she collided with the ground, the boy managed to grab her leg and lift her up, while supporting her back with his other hand.

The next moment, the boy landed firmly on the ground with the woman in his arms.

Of course he was not idle after landing, and immediately ran a distance away from the tree demon, and then took the time to sniff the woman.

"He's still alive." The young man was surprised, "But he was seriously injured..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Dryad rose from the ground and "ran" towards the two of them.

juvenile:? ? ?

It doesn't matter if this thing can attack people, why did it run away?

It's not that the boy didn't have a weapon on him... it should be considered a weapon.

But it's definitely inconvenient to take it out with someone in your arms now.

Just as he was about to continue running, suddenly, a black shadow passed him by, and then, there was a loud "bang"!

"Wow!" The boy instinctively dodged to the side, then put his arm around the woman's waist with one hand, and rubbed his almost deaf ears with the other hand.

Subconsciously turned around to look, only to see that it was a man in black, pointing a gun at the tree demon.

The loud noise just now was indeed a gunshot...

wait, gun? !

Doesn't China ban guns?

Wait, is this still China?

When the young man was debating whether he could fly back to China without a passport, the man holding the gun spoke without looking back, with a deep and slightly hoarse magnetic voice: "Leave her alone and run! How far can you run?" How far!"

"How can this be done?" The boy hugged the woman again, "She's still alive..."

"Give it to me!" the man said, and fired another shot at the weird plant. After scaring it back half a step, he turned around and snatched the woman from the boy's hand and ran away from the plant.

The boy was surprised, and quickly followed him.

Surprised, not because of his decisive and domineering behavior.

Rather... he is a bit handsome.

The moment the man turned his head, the teenager saw his face clearly, it was a face much younger than he imagined.

When I first heard his mature voice, I thought it was an uncle, but I didn't expect him to be so young, probably around twenty.

The point is, the facial features are quite delicate.

Narrow and firm eyes, thin but blood-colored lips, and a cold white complexion.

Everything on the man's face was impeccable, as if he came out of a cartoon.

The two ran wildly until they could no longer hear the sound of the plant, and then stopped to adjust their breathing.

In fact, the boy's breathing was not messed up at all, but in order not to be noticed, he still pretended to be panting: "Okay, it seems, didn't catch up?"

The man put the woman in his arms almost rudely on the ground, gasped for breath and did not speak.

"Who are you? Here, where is it?" The boy continued to ask, pretending to be panting.

"Gu Xichen." The man gave his name without hesitation, and then asked, "Who are you?"

When he said this, he was no longer panting, and his breathing adjusted quickly.

The young man also put away his acting skills just right, and then thought of the manga he was chasing recently, the male lead had Yan in his name.

"Coincidentally, my surname is also Gu, so call me Gu Yan."

作者有话要说：感谢你家串串锅投掷的地雷×1，投掷时间：2021-07-0317：16：28