[Comprehensive + Fulian Thor] Liars and Juvenile Offenders

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly take out the money!"

The man said angrily, the sharp blade was extraordinarily dazzling in the night, not to mention that it was touching the slender neck of the girl opposite.

The girl who was robbed showed a panicked look, and stammered, "I, I only have a little money..."

"Stop fucking nonsense, take the money!" The masked man yelled, "Otherwise I will kill you right now!"

The threatened girl nodded quickly when she heard the words, tears were already in her eyes, she tremblingly reached into her schoolbag, and while trembling, she took out her wallet.

Relaxation and greed flashed in the man's eyes, and he was about to reach out to snatch it——

At this time, the girl who was so frightened that she couldn't stand still suddenly slammed her elbow on the man's arm, and took advantage of his arm's pain to loosen it, and snatched the dagger away!

Then, without pausing, she inserted the knife into the man's shoulder blade!

The man immediately let out a painful howl——

"Ah—damn—"

"Haha, another idiot fell for it!" The red-haired girl who was still terrified just now smiled triumphantly, wiped the blood splattered on her hand on the man's clothes, and then took him out of the man's pocket. wallet.

After finishing all this, she bent down, pulled off the veil from the man's face, and showed him a sweet smile.

"Don't rob anyone, don't rob me, be careful to lose your life."

As soon as the words fell, she turned around lightly.

Like an elf that haunts the night, it ran lightly into the darkness.

It had just rained in New York, and the streets had been washed exceptionally clean.

India Carlyle walked slowly down the street, barefoot, wading in the water.

She was wearing a tight black suspender dress, with her long bare legs in the still warm spring, and she was still holding her pair of red super high heels in her hand.

And the girl was holding a small saber in her free hand, walking along the road, scratching marks on the body of the car on the side of the road.

India pursed her bright red lips, humming a song expressionlessly, in a very good mood.

During this period of time, the slum area where her family was located was much quieter. Since that abnormal thunderstorm, there were very few gangsters who came to make trouble. I don't know if they were scared or died.

But this also saves her trouble, no longer has to worry about her mother who is drunk all day long being robbed of her money by others.

Thinking of this, India raised a very bright smile, stopped, and drew a big "asshole" on the old red pickup truck of the neighbor's house.

She paddled as she wished, while humming happily, thinking of the money she just robbed, she was in such a good mood that she didn't even care if her feet got a lot of muddy water.

Just after finishing this word, when India was about to go up the pipe to the second floor of her house, she suddenly straightened up vigilantly, sensing something was wrong in front of her.

The girl folded the knife and held it in her hand, and found that not far from her home, a human figure was vaguely outlined in the mist.

Those who appeared in the slums so late were either gangsters or perverted killers.

India stared at the man, and slowly ventured forward curiously.

The man in the fog is about 190 centimeters tall, not only wearing a well-fitting black suit, but also wearing a delicate dark green handmade scarf.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head to look at the girl.

Under the streetlight, he revealed an indescribably handsome face.

A broad forehead, a high bridge of the nose, and just the right corners of the slightly raised mouth, not to mention a pair of dark green eyes like jewels.

This is a very pleasing person no matter how you look at it.

He is also a person who is impossible to appear in the slums no matter how you say it.

India knew it all too well.

"Who are you?" She asked suspiciously and warily.

Compared with the other party, the girl's white feet stained with mud, her bare legs, and the heavy makeup that had been rubbed all over her face with her hands all made the two of them look like they were in heaven and earth.

"Atrium people?"

The man looked at India condescendingly, and after a long while, he only uttered such a word.

The girl was keenly aware of the disdain and arrogance in his tone, and couldn't help but stare. If it wasn't for the fact that she was nearly [-] centimeters shorter than the other party, she thought she could completely overwhelm him in arrogance.

"What do you mean, people from the atrium? It seems that you usually deal with non-atrium people," India sneered, and asked sarcastically, "are you an animal breeder or a veterinarian? Are you going to listen to them after a day's work?" Is there a concert?"

The man looked at the petite and arrogant girl in front of him, and a strange emotion flashed across his eyes.

"That's rude, maybe I should get rid of you?"

he said to himself.

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a bright light flash in front of him, and a sharp knife was already placed by his neck.

"Maybe I should get rid of you before you get rid of me?" India showed a bright smile, her jaw was slightly raised, her arc was arrogant, and she said triumphantly, "Sir, suddenly appearing in a place that doesn't suit you The ghetto of identity, do you have anything to explain to the aborigines here—me?”

However, the man with a handsome face in front of him didn't seem to care about this dangerous knife at all.

His eyes fell on a row of cars on the side of the road.

Those cars are already very dilapidated, and there are many bumps and impacts. Even in the eyes of many rich people, these cars are basically scrapped.

"Why did you scratch them?" the man asked suddenly.

India raised her eyebrows: "Drawing? You really care about a lot of things. How about I be happy? Does this have anything to do with you, or are you here to arrest me?"

The girl spoke very fast, asked a lot of questions, and was very rude.

"Mr. Mystery, who maintains law and order, let me tell you, even if I rob this place, no one will come to arrest me."

She spoke nonchalantly, but did not let go of the knife.

Her hand is very steady, so that the knife will neither cut the opponent nor be easily dodged.

The man stared at the girl's face and didn't speak for a moment.

India raised the corners of her mouth, and turned her face to a delicate and perfect angle. Under the dim streetlight, although the girl's face was smeared with make-up, she was still bright and charming, especially the red hair that became the finishing touch.

She knew very well how to use her advantage, and also knew that on such a night, dangerous men would inevitably let their guard down on beautiful girls.

However, people always make mistakes.

When the man grasped the girl's hand holding the knife with a speed that cannot be calculated by human eyes, the severe pain instantly spread throughout her entire arm.

India couldn't help but want to scream.

But in an instant, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the painful cry, then raised her knee and hit the opponent's key point directly.

The predicted scene of the man falling down did not happen. The other party seemed to have never expected her to make this move, but after receiving the blow directly, he seemed to have nothing to do, and just slowly let go of the girl's arm.

"Damn it..." India staggered back two steps, leaned over to cover her knees, the pain like broken bones came violently, she pointed to the man's lower body and asked in disbelief, "You, who are you?" ? Are you a pervert! What strange things are you wearing!"

After a moment of silence, the man spoke again: "You are really rude."

He was still smiling, but there was a bit more cruelty in this smile. After finishing speaking, the man raised his hand and beat the girl out.

India first slammed heavily on the doorpost of the neighbor's house. The loud sound was particularly harsh at night, and then she fell to the ground without even humming, and just stopped moving.

The man's eyes are cold and calm. For him, it seems to be a very normal thing to wave a beautiful girl away.

He gracefully took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it carefully. After he wiped off all the cheap, pungent perfume smell from the girl's body on his fingers, the man chuckled.

"Ignorant ants," he did not hide the contempt in his tone, "I am your benevolent god, Loki."

……

And not long after the man disappeared, India, who fell to the ground with unknown life and death, suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were sharp and cold, how could she wake up after being knocked out?

The girl lay on the ground for a while, and began to struggle to get up slowly, but as soon as her palm touched the ground, the pain in her arm immediately came, and she grinned, almost unable to use her arms to support herself up.

"Damn it, this strange idiot, I'm just being rude, I'm being rude! Idiot!"

India cursed several times in a low voice, full of doubts about what he said: "You still say you are Loki? If you are Loki, then I am Odin!"

At such a critical moment just now, if she hadn't used her strength to see the direction and fell out, first avoiding sharp objects, and then taking off part of the momentum, then life and death are really uncertain now!

The girl thought, that strange man didn't show mercy at all, if he wanted, he could kill dozens or even hundreds of people like him.

Recalling the touch on the man's body, the pain on the knee made the girl frown again.

What the hell is that person that can't be hurt by ordinary people's attacks?

Thinking of this, India grabbed the small knife with a twisted blade that had fallen aside.

At the moment she was hit flying, she threw out the knife, and saw that the tip of the knife pierced the man below the chest. If there was no accident, he must have been stabbed, but now it seems that not only a trace of blood on the blade is No, it rolled the blade instead.

"I said why don't those bastards come here," India stood up while leaning on the fence of the neighbor's house, and India cursed viciously, "It turns out that a big man came to this poor place and scared them away!" , she inadvertently stretched the wound, hissed, "Damn, it hurts like hell!"

But after thinking about it, it's not surprising that anything appears in a place like New York, after all, Iron Man is still flying around in the sky.

Enduring the severe pain, India climbed up to the balcony on the second floor of her house not so neatly. She didn't care about the large abrasions on her legs and arms, so she took a cold shower first, and washed off the anger and mud all over her body. , the girl sat on her bed and carefully cleaned the wound with medical alcohol.

The pain made her think again of the man who called himself Loki.

"No matter how handsome he is, he's just a madman," India thought maliciously, "God is really fair. Although that person has great abilities, his brain is not good."

If I knew where he lived, his house would definitely be set on fire, and the girl would slander her viciously. Let's see if his handsome face can still show the same disdain and arrogance as today after being roasted.

Thinking of this, India suddenly laughed happily, temporarily forgetting the previous unhappiness.

Turning over, the girl kicked the alcohol bottle off the bed, climbed into the bed in a nightgown and lay down on her side.

She hugged the messy quilt and sniffed, the faint musty smell in the air lingered in her nostrils.The place where she lived was originally a balcony, but now a room is forcibly separated, causing wind to blow in winter, water to leak in rainy days, and the musty smell in the storage room under the balcony to come back upstairs.

India did not like this place very much, but she had nowhere else to go.

The girl sighed and decided to go to bed first.

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone next to the pillow suddenly flickered, and India saw that the text message came from a partner in the community service center.

"How about giving the supervisor some gifts tomorrow?"

how about it?

India looked at the news, a little interested. .

She didn't reply, but thought in her heart: Of course it's fine.

She likes to do things like giving people surprises.

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