What if the lord is too popular

"You know you can't stop me."

"We the Mafia love nothing more than the indiscriminate killing of innocents."

"So how about this? Suppose I was injured half to death by you."

Chuya and Yamada gasped at the same time:

"What are you going to do (Xiao Yaozai)?"

There was a meaningful smile on Yaozai's lips.

Just before he could make any move, suddenly—

"Crash." The paper door was slammed open again, and even the frame of the door trembled violently.

A 20-year-old girl with a pale complexion ran in in a panic.

While running, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Help, a vampire has bitten you!"

"Suck, vampire?" Yamada blinked ignorantly.

[vampire].

Yaozai's expression froze when he heard the words, and the scene of the night before flashed into his mind.

He looked into Zhongyuan Zhongye's slightly narrowed pupils, and found the desired signal there:

[A truce, for now. ]

Yaozai smiled knowingly, moved in front of the girl in an instant, supported her trembling shoulders with both hands, and softened his tone:

"Can you tell me where the vampire you just mentioned is?"

The girl was obviously overly frightened, and it took her a long time to focus on his face.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from her smooth forehead, and she pointed out the door with lingering fear on her lips:

"Suck, the vampire is in the next street."

Yaozai frowned, a more ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

next street?

[Tsk, boss, why is there no one here today? ]

[I heard that some idol in the next street is recording a show, so they probably all went to join in the fun, right? ]

While thinking about it, more and more panicked faces poured into the izakaya.

The space that was spacious just a moment ago suddenly seemed cramped.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed through the crowd impatiently and rushed to Yaozai's side.

"Hey," he yelled gruffly, "can your teleport take me..."

Before the words were finished, the Mafia officer at the port felt his waist tighten.

He raised his head and bumped into a pair of violet eyes unprepared, but there was no gentle sparkle there, but a solemn and cold, inviolable majesty.

thump-

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a heartbeat, and his face felt a little hot for no reason.

To cover up his embarrassment, he cursed:

"Who told you to hug my uncle without saying a word?"

Yuya Ubuyashiki ignored him, and turned around to lock on Yamada from the crowd of moving figures.

"Yamada-kun, take care of yourself!"

wow-

A gust of autumn wind, the withered and yellow leaves fluttered to the ground, and fell silent at people's feet.

Yamada stared dumbfounded at the point where Yaoya could not be found for a long time:

"Huh? Oh, oh..."

[System, Nakahara Chuya, the target of the strategy, the current favorability: -50%]

Following the cries and screams, Yaozai and Zhongya got closer and closer to the source of the commotion.

Overturned stalls and mottled blood can be seen everywhere.

A 40-year-old strong man ran towards him, his vigorous muscles almost ripped out of his clothes.

In stark contrast, the man's lifelike panic and trembling legs.

"Ah, don't get in the way, damn it!"

While cursing, he knocked down the little girl at his feet who was blocking his progress without hesitation.

"Whoa whoa—"

The little girl thumped and sat on the ground, holding her bleeding knee and crying loudly.

"Xiaohua, where are you, Xiaohua?"

Not far away, the mother's urgent call can be faintly heard.

The staggering footsteps of the strong man were getting closer, Yaozai and Zhongye looked at each other, and tacitly avoided.

Seeing that the man was about to pass by the two without any risk, at this moment—

The Mafia officer at the port stretched out his long legs at the right time and tripped lightly.

"Ouch!"

The strong man let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground on the spot.

After a while, he got up awkwardly with his hands and feet, and stared at the red-haired young man with anger:

"Are you looking for death?"

Nakahara Chuya straightened his hat, squinted lazily, and—

Without further ado, he pulled out his gun neatly, with a fierce expression on his face:

"Huh? What did you say? Tell me again if you have the ability!"

"..."

The strong man's face turned pale, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound.

"roll."

Zhong Yuanzhong also bared his teeth.

"Central Plains Chuya!"

Names and surnames, shouting with hidden anger through the noisy crowd.

Nakaya raised his head, and a few steps away, Yoya Yashiki, who was wearing a kimono, was carefully handing the injured little girl into her mother's arms.

He curled his lips and ran up quickly.

"Ow-"

There seemed to be a roar of a wild beast passing by his ears, and Nakahara Nakaya followed the sound and looked behind Yoya Yashiki, his heart jumped into his throat instantly.

"Watch out!" he yelled, raising his voice.

"Beware!"

Accompanied by the voice, a bullet passed Yaozai's ear like lightning.

There was a soft puff sound, and the blood beads traced a small but perfect parabola in midair.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Behind Yaozai came a howling that seemed human but not human, it was strange but familiar.

His heart skipped a beat, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick to move the mother and daughter instantly.

In a relatively safe corner, Yaozai focused his eyes and finally saw the familiar blond hair of the "monster" lying on the ground.

The one who went mad in the crowd was—

"Lan Tangying?"

When the worst prediction in the bottom of my heart becomes reality, even Yoya Ubuyashiki can't help but lose his mind.

Just at this moment, a black shadow blocked his sight.

"Do me a favor." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the boy under his armpit to the ground without tenderness.

pat—

Coke?

sugar?

alone?

Home?

all?

reason?

The popsicle in the boy's hand, which he couldn't finish in time, fell to the ground and was trampled to pieces.

"Tsk." The young man frowned impatiently, and said in a vicious voice: "Send the mother and daughter behind you and this little bastard far away, don't get in the way..."

Chuya lowered his head and glanced at the little boy who was hugging his leg, rubbing his nose and tears on his pants, swallowing his saliva with a livid face, and forced to speak rudely in a civilized manner.

"Hurry up and take it away, my uncle is going to work."

Yaozai frowned: "You want to use the ability...?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him arrogantly:

"Of course. You don't think that as a cadre of Mafia, the majestic port, my ability is only to control some metals that plot against me?"

It was the dagger that he was trying to stab him just now.

Yuya Miyayashiki ignored his sarcasm and nodded straightforwardly:

"Well, take care of yourself. I'll be right back."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace with his two children and one big one.

"Hey, who wants you back?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also shouted into the air angrily, realizing that this was a useless effort.

In order to hide his embarrassment, he blushed and touched his nose: "Cut~"

The tone of voice is cadenced, the corners of the mouth are hooked into the smallest arc, and as soon as he turns around—

The hard golden hair swept across the side of his face unexpectedly, and Lan Tangying, who had regained consciousness, was close at hand.

[Itchy. ]

This is Zhongye's first reaction.

[So irritating. ]

This is the second reaction.

It was as if the dormant volcanoes in the chest were scrambling to burst forth lava.

"You're done."

The vampire noble said in a tone that was completely different from before, like a walking dead.

"Tsk."

Zhong Yuan also looked into his clouded blue eyes, took off his gloves and threw them on the ground without even looking at them.

Lan Tang raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was glittering with glittering and translucent ice flowers.

A thousandth of a second before Jian Bing shot towards the Central Plains, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, he spread his hands and took two steps back.

Then, rumble—

He could only hear the deafening vibration of the ground under Zhongya Zhongya's feet, like a huge gear in operation.

Under Lan Tangying's astonished gaze, it suddenly rose, and then rose again until it was no longer within reach.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood at the towering place, looking down proudly with his hands on his hips:

"Can you follow up if you have the ability?"

Even a vampire can't grow wings and fly into the sky, right?

thinking about-

"Crack" sounded softly.

Before Zhong Yuanzhong could react, the ground under his feet was frozen together with his legs.

This solid ice is like a maggot attached to the bone, spreading upwards in a destructive manner, crawling over the thigh in the blink of an eye, and marching towards the lower abdomen.

"Grass!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also cursed secretly, took out his gun and pointed it at his shiny black leather shoes without thinking.

boom!

The bullets shot out like arrows from the string, passing through the clear ice in an instant, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also raced against the clock to roll back one by one.

Freed from the constraints of gravity, Port Mafia Emissaries can jump higher than anyone else.

He stood in the sun, as if any filth couldn't get close to him.The black cloak was swaying gently. If someone who is not familiar with the world saw it, he might think it was a righteous messenger sent by heaven.

It is the incarnation of gods.

Zhongyuan Zhong also casually shook the remaining ice on his clothes, and looked down at Lantang from a condescending height.

"Hahaha, you want to trap this uncle with your little tricks?"

He wags his fingers defiantly, his legs dance restlessly in the air, his frown barely visible.

Lan Tangying, who was stranded on the "flat ground", smiled ghostly.

With a slight sound, the ice that Zhong Ye had managed to get rid of made a comeback.

This time it was even more ferocious and unstoppable, covering his whole body in just a few seconds, dragging him out of the air alive.

When the ice surface snaked under Zhongye's lips, Lan Tang snapped his fingers at the right time.

pat—

The blood-sucking aristocrat approached the Mafia cadre at the port arrogantly, grinning:

"Do you know why I can come up with you? Because—"

He looked contemptuously at Chuya Nakahara's feet:

"As long as you put a little ice on it, or something related, I can make him grow wildly infinitely."

Lan Tang said with a playful smile.

An ice flower jumped out of the palm, spinning and gradually turning into the shape of an arrow.

"I want to see you suffer because of him."

The vampire raised his chin, took a deep breath,

He raised his eyebrows with great interest, and his blue-gray eyes suddenly narrowed.

Flutter—

The ice arrow that had been brewing for a long time in his hand pierced through the air and was about to penetrate Zhongye's chest.

At the critical moment, Yoya Ubuyashiki appeared with a dagger.

pat—

The Frostbolt slammed into the reflective blade, and it fell apart without any suspense.

"Isn't Chuya-kun a mafia cadre at the dignified port? That's all he has?"

Yuya Ubuyashiki asked without looking back.

"What are you doing! Can't you make a mistake in your performance?" Nakahara Chuya said angrily, turned his face away and stopped talking.

[System: Nakahara Chuya, the target of the attack, current favorability: 10%]

There was a trace of suspicion in Yaozai's eyes.

[Xiao Tong, can I use "Scriptwriter"? ]

In fact, even the current situation that is particularly unfavorable to Yuya Ubuyashiki can be easily saved by using abilities.

[The system is silent for a moment, and the tone is so cheerful that it has nothing to do with it: No way, Mr. Ubuyashiki, the script writer can only use it when the level is opened~]

As soon as these words came out, Yaozai was stunned.

So what are the necessary conditions to enter the third level?

Is there any key person who has not appeared?

Obviously, now is not a good time to think about these things.

Yaozai restrained his mind and looked at Lan Tangying opposite.

His difficult situation reached its peak.

Not that life is at risk, but—

Lan Tangying in front of him is the target of the attack.

The port Mafia cadre behind him is also the target of the attack.

He didn't know how to choose for a while.

Is there any way to... kill two birds with one stone?

The pleasant smell of laurel is still lingering on the tip of the nose, but the owner of the fragrance has become a demon who has lost his mind.

"I thought you would abandon him. Speaking of which, what's your name? I forgot to ask last time."

Lan Tang smiled triumphantly, the killing intent in his eyes miraculously faded when he saw Yaozai.

"How did you find me? Because of the smell of blood?"

Yaozai caressed the wound on his earlobe, thoughtfully.

"You forgot?" The blood-sucking noble looked dissatisfied: "Didn't you voluntarily let me suck blood last night?"

"What! You..."

[System: Nakahara Chuya, the target of the attack, current favorability: 0%]

Yaozai sighed, thinking of another acquaintance for no reason.

He shrugged. "Really? Sorry I don't remember."

Yoya said this on purpose because—

"Impossible! I didn't delete your memory of me at all."

At the moment when Lan Tangying categorically denied it, Yaozai quickly glanced behind him.

Thanks to the direct sunlight, more than half of the ice on Zhongya's body melted.

very good.

Yuya Miyayashiki smiled, and—

Grabbing Lan Tangying's sleeve by surprise, his teleportation can be achieved smoothly with only five seconds of physical contact with the subject.

five.

"Mr. Zhongye." Yaozai looked back, the eyes of Violet were sparkling.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

He looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I don't have the confidence to defeat Lan Tang, so I can only—"

Four.

[Keep him away from you. ]

As a cadre of the port mafia, Zhongyuan Zhongye shouldn't be limited to this level.

A breeze blows.

three.

Yaozai looked at Lan Tangying, the murderous intent in Lan Tangying's eyes dissipated for no apparent reason, replaced by desire for him.

A thirst for his blood, to be precise.

Yuya Miyayashiki's lips moved, and he said a few words silently:

[I like Lan Tangying. ]

The blood-sucking noble opened his eyes wide and froze for a moment, and grabbed his finger instead.

two.

[System: Raider Lan Tangying, current favorability: 50%]

[System: Nakahara Chuya, the target of the attack, current favorability: 30%]

One.

Ubuyashiki Yoya closed his eyes and held his breath.

Immediately afterwards, a roar came from behind him.

"unnecessary!"

Immediately, there was a loud bang.

Before Yaozai could react, loess filled the air, flying sand and rocks.

The weightlessness came suddenly, an instinctive scream stuck in his throat.

His body fell rapidly, and he didn't even have the strength to move instantly.

critical moment—

The coolness penetrated the gray mist and swept Yaozai's whole body.

He felt that he was wrapped in a layer of ice, and his speed slowed down significantly, and he could even vaguely see the approaching ground.

but-

The ice that Lan Tangying hastily made was not strong enough and could easily be pierced by sharp stones.

click-

Yuya Ubuyashiki fell heavily to the ground, and a second before losing consciousness, he seemed to see a slender figure approaching.

He passed out.

After a long time, Yoya Ubuyashiki slowly regained consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he trembled uncontrollably.

He looked around, the environment here was dark and strange, and the cold was threatening.

Yaoya moved, and was surprised to find that his hands and feet were tied.

tap tap —

Ghostly footsteps approached.

The tall and straight man showed his true face.

He bent down, his pale sunken cheeks matched with jet-black hair reminded Yaoya of an all-too-familiar creature—

vampire.

The other party's cold fingers caressed his cheek lovingly, and said in an unusually intimate tone:

"Long time no see, Ubuyashiki-sensei."

Yaoya's voice was hoarse from inhaling dust, he frowned:

"Who are you?"

The author has something to say: the liver is not moving, and the essay will be edited tomorrow.