Stand-in messenger at the winery

Shaluo stretched out her hand, and Xingzhao subconsciously avoided it, only to find that she seemed to have predicted her action, twisted and twisted her hand, and got the arrow.

"What do you want to do?" He exclaimed, only to find that the other party snapped the arrow into two pieces neatly.

The wooden arrow shafts were extremely fragile under Sha Luo's hands. She nodded to them, "Is that all right?"

"Ah, yes." Jousuke replied blankly, this arrow has been broken, so no one should be injured by it, right?Things can be over.

Silently putting the arrow into his pocket, Shaluo walked towards the door, "Then, goodbye, all substitute messengers."

Slamming the door handsomely, Shaluo suddenly realized—"Hey, did you forget something?" Xing Zhao followed her and pressed against the door, "I don't care where you are going, since you said you would If you take over my life, you have to show some attitude!"

"You're right," Sha Luo frowned and nodded, "Then..."

Before the other party could react, she bent down, climbed onto his big arm with one hand, punched him on the chin, and threw Xing Zhao out!

"Let me teach you one thing first." She smiled and pulled up the shock of the brain and the temporary paralysis. "The first priority of being a bodyguard is to be vigilant at all times."

She waved her hand to stop Josuke who wanted to come up, "Then, don't underestimate anyone."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xingzhao's mind is still a little buzzing, this woman must have practiced before!

"Hey, is this what you mean by being weak?" He asked back.

"Didn't you tell me to show some attitude?" Sha Luo puffed up her face. That's what Gin Jiu taught her back then, "And follow me, but you will encounter more dangerous situations?"

"It's not enough to just rely on the ability of a substitute," she pulled up Xingzhao, and exhaled softly in his ear, "Are you ready to lose your life at any time?"

"What on earth are you doing, Mafia?" With a snort, Xingzhao threw away Sharo's hand and stood up by himself, "I'm no longer afraid of death."

"But there are other benefits too." Shaluo pulled the shawl and walked in front, "For example, you get in touch with more people, and it's easier to find the ability you've been looking for, right?" Into the flesh of the cheek, "And vampires or something, I just found one not long ago."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Shaluo turned around, "I'll invite you to the hospital for a while... You should have suffered a concussion just now, don't hold on?"

"Also," she stopped, "don't you take a look back?"

"There's no need for that," Xingzhao ignored Yitai, who was crying loudly behind him, "I've already made my choice...then I won't regret it anymore. Brothers, let's end here."

"My muddy life will only drag that idiot down."

"Brother..." Sha Luo sighed without expression, "What a cruel brother."

"Hey, does it look good?" The nails were trimmed into a proper shape, with a light powder as the base color, a few black spots outlined fine patterns, and finally the silver powder transitioned into a three-dimensional sculpture. In Kishibe Rohan's eyes, It was the first time that his work was presented in this way, but the degree of completion far beyond imagination still gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

And after Shaluo shook her hand in front of his eyes, she turned the inside of her palm to herself, and her fingertips just touched a light source. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and could see a gap of about two to three millimeters between the nails and flesh.

It is a good place to use drugs. She wanted to do it when she saw the female killer in Bodo that day. Although she claims to be not a martial artist, it is necessary to have a heart... After all, whether it is Japan Either way, I'm afraid it will not be peaceful.

She rubbed the cover of her notebook and thought.

"Not bad, just keep this pose!" Lu Han had already picked up the sketchbook, "As expected of a work I designed! Now this expression is also great!"

Dinner was goulash with potatoes, poached broccoli and stewed eggs.

Ordinary food was arranged to look unpalatable. As the one with the short mouth, Shaluo didn't say much. To be honest, Luhan's cooking skills are not bad, at least better than those who can only heat instant food and cook curry. She is strong.Sharo bit her chopsticks, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't been to Tonio's restaurant yet.

"So what else should couples do?" After eating and drinking, both of them sat on their chairs and didn't want to move.

We've gone shopping together today, and as a person with the bug-like ability of "photographic memory", Shaluo doesn't want to mix up with a weird guy holding a sketchbook and staring at passers-by, even though they are arm in arm.

Yes, Luhan draws with a pen in his mouth.

"I don't know..." Sha Luo raised her legs up on the chair, and today's high-heeled shoes are a bit worn out, "How do you feel, do you feel like you're in love?"

She thinks there shouldn't be. They traveled all day today, and none of the shop assistants even praised them as a good match. You must know that when she and Toru Amuro were in Hakata, passers-by asked if they were a couple.

"It's hard to say," Lu Wan rubbed his chin, "Maybe it's the feeling of being in love, maybe it's not, right," he clapped his hands, "Let's go for a walk!"

"Just like in film and television works, under the cover of night, maybe I will fall in love with you..."

"You mean you have to be unable to see my face clearly to fall in love with me, bastard!" Sha Luo gestured with a gun with his hand, threatening viciously.

"Of course." Lu Ban didn't look at her, and found a bunker with her, and hid behind and said, "After all, I feel a terrible headache when I see your face. An ant is crawling on me!"

If it wasn't for her good spirit of contract, she should have used the shoulder throw to teach Lu Ban what it means to respect girls, Sha Luo thought so when walking in the night.

She had already changed into a denim casual outfit with canvas shoes, which was simple and comfortable.

And Kishibe Rohan is also wearing denim clothes—it just has a few more big holes than hers.

Today there is no moon, only the sky is full of stars, with not much light shining, so the night is extraordinarily dark. If Luhan's earrings are not too bright, Shaluo might not even be able to find him.

The two walked side by side, their footsteps staggered and intertwined, the shadows behind them grew longer and shorter, and there were occasional cicadas in their ears, but the atmosphere was still gradually becoming ambiguous in the quiet.

"By the way," they unknowingly walked to a small cubicle made of glass and steel frames. Lu Han frowned and asked, "Are you an adult?"

"Yes." Sara folded her arms.

But Lu Ban did not choose what couples often do at night, but took out a square cardboard box from his pocket, shook it, "Then, have you tried this?"

Sha Luo took it, and the familiar smell lingered on the tip of her nose, making her in a trance for a moment.

It's a cigarette, and it's the kind gin usually smokes.

"Have you tried it?" she asked, a little provocatively.

"No," Lu Ban shrugged, "Generally speaking, there is no need for cigarettes in the manga."

As soon as he blinked, Shaluo knew what he was going to say next——

"But what you want to draw is not an ordinary shounen manga, right?" "But what I want to draw is not an ordinary shounen manga."

The two looked at each other and smiled, which was almost the most harmonious scene since they met.

Then they walked into the smoking room prepared for smokers.

Sha Luo walked in first, and the lingering smell of smoke made her frown slightly, but she quickly adapted to this environment after being with gin all year round.

Turning around, Lu Ban had already walked in, and the space suddenly seemed much cramped. Apparently, a small town like Duwang Town didn't fully consider the needs of smokers.

There was also no light in the compartment. Sharo could only hear a click, then a flame burst out and a long and thin cigarette was lit. In the brief light, Lu Han's face was exceptionally clear, and the lines of his face were also set off by the heavy shadows. Like a cut art.

But soon there were only sparks left, and there was a wisp of green smoke floating up. Shaluo twitched his nose, as if he had already smelled a heavier smell, composed of smoke, spirits, gunpowder and rust.

It was the smell of gin. Once Sha Luo's body was cold due to excessive blood loss, he threw his coat on her head.

The smell of cologne on the surface dissipated, and the breath below surged up. Drowsy, Sha Luo dragged her feet to keep up with him, and she didn't dare to fall.

"You first, or me first?" Lu Ban's words pulled Sha Luo out of the chilling memory. Sha Luo groped and found his hand, "I." She walked along the hand that was much older than herself. Hand down, the warm skin made her unable to bear a little more heat.

She touched the cigarette.

She wanted to take it off, but she didn't twitch for a while, "Luhan?" She was puzzled.

He let go, and Sharo was able to take down the lit cigarette.

Recalling the appearance of gin in her memory, she shook, and the white soot was like falling snow, rustling down.