What if the lord is too popular

"Erasing his memory?" Lan Tang said to Yaozai blankly, "I'll do it."

His voice was like frost, and even Jia Yuanxiao subconsciously avoided it.

tap tap —

The ghostly footsteps echoed, Lan Tang walked up to Yaozai and stared at him intently:

"Do you want to forget me?"

"I don't want to." Yaozai said without thinking.

The blond-haired young man smiled, fine lines rippling from his lips, and the cold mask was torn apart.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his smile, and raised his chin haughtily:

"That can't be helped."

[System: Raider Lan Tangying, current favorability: 35%]

Yaozai glanced at Jia Yuanxiao, nodded in agreement: "It looks like this."

The tone is not without regret.

[Xiao Tong, please tell me what happened later. ]

[Okay, as long as Mr. Ubuyashiki praises me a few words. ]

Yaozai couldn't help laughing, but the words just fell.

Lan Tang's palm gently covered his eyelids, Yaozai's eyelashes fluttered.

It turns out that the vampire's skin is not completely temperatureless.

After a flash of white light, Yaozai lost consciousness.

Lan Tangying hugged Yaozai's falling body and sent him to the bench in the rest area on the ground floor of Block B.

He stared at the sleeping man until Jiayuan urged:

"It's time to go, everyone is still waiting to celebrate the big sale of your new order."

Lan Tang frowned, even a star who was much-anticipated would quietly get tired of the spotlight.

"Aren't you going to wait for him to wake up and check if I've followed the rules?"

The word "Regulations" overflowing from Lantang's lips was very heavy, he stroked the swollen side face, and the resentment was vivid in his eyes.

"...Ying, I really didn't mean it." Jia Yuan was frustrated: "It's this man's blood..."

"Forget it, I don't want to hear it." Lan Tang walked towards Xiao and spread his hands.

Jiayuan was unclear, so: "What do you want?"

"Pen."

But his wish was doomed to fail.

The idol sneered: "Xiao, as my manager, you don't even have a pen. What if you meet a fan and want to sign it?"

"Didn't you say that you can't just sign it casually?"

"..." Lan Tang was at a loss for words, and turned his eyes angrily: "Young master has to write even if you don't have a notebook."

He turned around and walked back to Yaozai's side, knelt down and held Yaozai's intact left hand.

Then-

Closing his eyes nervously, he bit his fingertips cruelly.

"hiss-"

The young man gasped in pain.

Jia Yuan rushed over and saw Lan Tang carefully writing six big red characters.

[XXXXXX]

The air is filled with the blood of Lan Tang and the man, which is "the sweetest torture" for Jia Yuan.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he tugged at his bangs irritably.

"You can go now!"

"Ah."

Early autumn is getting cooler.

Lan Tang thought for a while, took off his coat and covered Yaozai, then approached his cousin, stretching out his injured finger magnanimously.

"Do you want it? Before it heals."

There was a mischievous gleam in the idol's eyes.

Xiao took a deep breath: "...Get lost." His expression was fierce: "I don't know what you mean by doing this, people don't even remember you!"

He strode away, although the back view was no different from running away.

Lan Tangying lagged behind, glanced lingeringly at the man on the bench, and belatedly realized that she didn't even know the man's name.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the future is long.

He folded his hands behind his head and smiled slightly: "I am willing."

The breeze blew, the leaves fell, and there was no one in the open space.

After a while, Yaozai woke up.

With the movement of standing up, the slipping thin jacket was quickly caught by his eyes and hands.

[The system is eager to try: Master Ubuyashiki, you just encountered a vampire.One of them is called Blue...]

"Lan Tangying, my target."

[System startled: Master Ubuyashiki, do you remember?No, I saw him cast a spell on you with my own eyes. ]

Yaozai turned a deaf ear to it, staring at the scarlet letter that had been solidified in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help laughing.

It says:

[I like Lan Tangying. ]

From the youth's coat, the faint fragrance is laurel.

Port Mafia Headquarters

The moonlight is bright, the crows are singing, it is quiet and noisy.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhong Yuanzhong in the corridor was also hurrying.

He was holding a glass bottle in his hand, and there were a few drops of dark red blood in it.

Ozaki Momiji has a graceful figure and welcomes:

"You've worked so hard, why don't you wipe your face off?" She took out a pink silk handkerchief from her bosom.

Chuya declined with a tense expression: "I don't need Sister Hongye, it's not good if it gets dirty. Where's the Boss?"

The red leaves lowered their eyes, and the thick eyelashes cast mottled light and shadow.

"Boss should be in the basement right now."

Zhong Yuan pulled his hat impatiently: "Going to the basement in the middle of the night again? What's there?"

Li Yuan, who lost his mind, was locked in the office of the head of Mafia at the port, and non-designated people were not allowed to enter.

Even more mysterious than the office is the legendary basement.

No one knows what's hidden inside, it's Mori Ogai's secret base alone.

As the saying goes, there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

Ozaki Momiji approached Chuya mysteriously:

"Perhaps, it's the canary raised by the leader."

"Canary?" Zhong Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief: "I didn't know that Boss also likes raising birds."

Koyo Ozaki glared at the younger generation angrily: "This is a metaphor, actually..."

"Wait, Sister Hongye," Zhong Ye was enlightened, "You mean the leader is hiding people in the basement?"

Zhong also remembered that Hongye said "canaries in captivity", and many vivid pictures inevitably appeared in his mind.

His face was flushed in an instant, his body was limp, and he could hardly hold the bottle in his hand.

"So the boss was furious last month, did he quarrel with the other party?"

Hongye shrugged, hesitated to speak.

At this moment-

"Mr. Zhongye and Mr. Hongye, what are you two talking about?"

A voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile floated from behind.

Hongye was startled, she had seen a lot after all, she was not afraid of danger, she turned around and said with a smile:

"The slave family is also discussing whether to put a few in the club—"

[Canary. ]

Nakahara Chuya's heart skipped a beat, and he peeked at her, secretly admiring Ozaki Koyo even more.

"Oh," Sen Ouwai stood with his hands covered: "Don't accept minors, lest another teacher come to the door."

Hongye covered her lips and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, not every teacher is as full of sense of justice as your former colleagues." She ignored Mori Ogai's increasingly gloomy face: "Speaking of which, it's been two years .”

Hearing this, Mori Owai's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body felt cold.

He turned to Central Plains Chuya:

"Mr. Zhongye, is the mission not going well?"

Even if Zhong Ye's appearance is not in a state of embarrassment, it is definitely not his usual ease.

Sen noticed the glass bottle his subordinate was holding, and thought about it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also immediately knelt down on one knee, his low tone revealing his unwillingness:

"Boss, I met a vampire tonight near the place where Liyuan was attacked."

Mori & Hongye were surprised: "Vampire?"

Zhong Ye nodded: "I had the upper hand in the battle, but—"

[As soon as that guy drank the blood in this glass bottle, his power increased greatly, and I let him run away due to my negligence. ]

"Please punish the boss." Zhong also said dejectedly.

Mori Ogai bent down to help his subordinate: "Can you show me the glass bottle?"

Zhong Yuan handed over the glass bottle, his sleeves receded, revealing the shocking scratches on his arms.

"Did it happen by the vampire?" Mori Ogai frowned.

Hongye reprimanded with concern: "Chuya, why didn't you say you were injured? You have to deal with it quickly, don't be like Liyuan..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also covered the wound without changing his face: "I have known about Sister Hongye, last time Liyuan's subordinates were also scratched, nothing happened."

talking-

"Clap."

The sudden debris splashed all over the place.

Nakahara Chuya and Ozaki Koyo looked at each other and followed the prestige.

The bright moon in the sky is covered by dark clouds.

In front of him, half of Mori Ogai's face was hidden in the shadows, and his long and narrow eyes were full of stormy waves.

"Mr. Zhongye, I hope you will bring the owner of this bottle of blood samples to me as soon as possible."

The man's right palm was inlaid with shattered glass, and the blood dripping still did not prevent him from pinching the silver-white name sticker tightly.

Central Plains also vaguely saw the above name.

[Yuzai Ubuyashiki. ]

The author has something to say: Personally, I think the name "Sister Hongye" is a bit old, so I changed it.