Bizarre beater

Mr. Yunhe, who didn't know what he was doing, was lying on the roof looking at the stars in a romantic way after delivering fish porridge to his neighbors at night.

By the way, I checked my own data column.

Two new states have been updated.

[Occupation: Fortune Teller Legendary (Durability 65/99)]

The durability of the three orders received from the opening to the present is 9, 20, and 5 respectively, which seems to be divided into severity.

[Negative status: the curse of the lover card, the curse of the death card (you discarded the death card, the death wants you to be covered by the misfortune of death)]

Edogawa Ranpo returned the cards to him in the afternoon, and he casually gave them to Alice to play with.

It appears to have been judged discarded.

Party B Yunhe thought not too concerned.

He wasn't worried about his safety, after all, he had such a thick blood bar.

confidence.

The next day, Party B Yunhe originally planned to continue working in the divination house, but was invited to the Mafia headquarters by a group of people in black suits as soon as he arrived in Chinatown.

He met Maeda Taro in the chief's office.

The other party did not rest on the big soft bed as he wished, but was imprisoned here, unable to do anything.

When he came in, he received resentful eyes from the other party.

"What's the matter, sir?"

He thought about the five-star praise he hadn't received yet, and asked with concern.

The other party's voice was a little hysterical: "I was discovered. This is not what I imagined at all!"

"It's what you think when you want to be someone else, some people trust their instincts more than the truth."

Party B, Yunhe, felt it was strange not to be discovered. Not everyone can take the position of leader, and the subordinates naturally have to figure out who they are working for.

And he felt that even if Mori Ogai really became like this, the end would not be any better.

Profit is the direct pursuit of Mafia.

"I don't care about these... I don't want to stay here, let me go! No one can restrict my freedom!"

Maeda Taro's attitude seemed a little crazy.

"Anywhere you want to go?"

Yunhe didn't want to stay here, because he didn't understand, and it was easy to cause troublesome work.

The other party said that he was going to the casino.

Now only the squandering of money can assuage his uneasiness and fear.

"Can……"

The voice behind was swallowed by a loud bang.

Small missiles shattered the floor-to-ceiling windows and came towards them with sharp glass.

Yunhe: "Wow."

The expected sharp pain did not strike, and Maeda Taro, who fell on the ground, got up and sat on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him in shock.

The sunlight was refracted dazzlingly by the floating glass shards, and even the dust emitted fine light, covering the white-haired youth with splendor.

A missile capable of smashing blast-proof glass stopped in front of the man, spun and disintegrated.

Maeda Taro's eyes were stung by the light, but he couldn't look away.

Until the other party waved and piled everything on the ground, he said nonchalantly, "Let's go."

Only then did he feel the joy of escaping, but it was still difficult to stand up.

Party B Yunhe directly flew out of the breach with his collar in hand, stood in mid-air and waved to the security personnel who were chasing him, and then flew away.

On the other side, Fyodor received the news that "the target person is not injured, and flew away with the leader of the port mafia", and decided to temporarily give up dealing with the matter of Party B Yunhe.

In order to avoid attrition as much as possible, he ordered the follow-up personnel to be removed.

Also process traces.

Since there is no way to kill each other, let's be good neighbors first.

Mr. Tosi, who quickly made a new decision, got busy and didn't realize that the message he sent had quietly disappeared.

Waiting for the opponent is still a series of assassinations.

And Yunhe, the second party who was also unaware, put him in the air and took the opportunity to ask for praise.

"Mr. Maeda, protecting your life is not my business."

Maeda Taro glanced at the picture under the clouds, and immediately looked back at him, his legs trembling, his lips turned white: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, would you consider giving me a good review now?"

Yunhe looked at the other party's erratic eyes, knowing that this person wanted to manipulate him again, so he said eccentrically: "You have to know, even if you die now, no one will hold me accountable for you. After all, you have already passed away. Everything has been paid for.”

He felt that it was hard to accept that he had invested a lot in the early stage without getting five-star praise, and he didn't want to be angry anymore.

At this moment, the sound of the wind suddenly became obvious in Maeda Taro's ears, and the thin air at high altitude made it difficult for him to breathe and his chest was tight.

The difficult Party A chose to compromise.

Party B, who was in a good mood, went to buy a cup of milk tea to reward himself.

Then received a poisoning notice.

[Negative status: see the poisonous blood seal throat (deduct 5000 points of blood, and then lose 100 points of blood per second)]

He looked at his endless blood bar after unfolding it, and said, "Thank you for another drink."

Pushing the surprised tourist next to him into the surface, Party B Yunhe drank double milk tea alone, followed Maeda Taro to the casino under the name of the port mafia.

Resplendent and resplendent, luxurious and luxurious.

It is also very noisy, full of violence and irrational taste.

The young people drinking milk tea seem to be out of interest and out of place here.

Those who were traveling with him had already excitedly joined the group of gamblers.

The staff responsible for guiding came up: "Sir, is there anything you want to try?"

"Give me a deck of cards, and a single table."

He showed the token from the Mafia Headquarters, and immediately received VIP treatment. In a quieter corner, he learned how to shuffle cards from the best croupiers.

The croupier is a handsome young man wearing a mask, with long and bony fair hands, and the way he shuffles the cards is pleasing to the eye.

The action is also very fast.

In order for Party B Yunhe to be able to control the endowed superpower, the system sets his "state" to match his self-awareness.

So from the outside, he is a thin young man who doesn't exercise often and is a little slow.

And when he wanted to see the movement of the opponent's hand clearly, the movement would become very slow.

Not only that, he was keenly aware of sounds, smells and even the flow of air.

and so……

The young man who was lazily lying on the table a moment ago stood up instantly, grabbed the hand of the croupier opposite him and threw him aside.

The bullets fired silently passed through where the two of them were originally, and drilled into the wall beside them.

Sirens sounded and trained security personnel arrived and brought the others under control.

The croupier who realized what happened thanked Party B Yunhe gratefully.

But the other party just took the poker cards from his hand, and under the protection of everyone, started the order of geography cards one by one.

It seems that vigilance has been let down.

"Do you want to try to scramble a brand new deck of cards? I have a quick way to restore them as new." Luckily, the croupier who was rescued said softly, reaching out to take away the cards and continue to demonstrate to him.

The young man grabbed his wrist again.

This time he was smashed into the table, the table was split in two, the machine inside was damaged, and the electric lights flickered with sparks.

Party B Yunhe looked at him quietly, showing no emotion.

In fact, he had neither the anger of being assassinated nor the hesitation to kill.

If I had to describe his state of mind at the moment, it was probably the way Party A asked him to change the black fonts to gray and black in the previous life.

I don't like it, but it's not totally unacceptable.

At least not colorful black.

At least not his boss told him to kill.

When he turned around, an ace of hearts sank deep into the croupier's throat, and then fell to the ground.

The Ace of Hearts is new and of good quality, the blood is just on the surface.

After Maeda Taro heard that someone had shot here, he quickly identified himself as the "leader" and received the best protection, and the captured prisoners were also brought to him.

When Yunhe, the second party, passed by, the prisoner kept confessing that he had no money to pay his gambling debts, and he did so because of his infatuation.

The man looked sallow and thin, with dark circles, fine bloodshot eyes, protruding eyeballs, and a very bad mental state.

The clothes are very old, and I can't find a piece of jewelry all over my body.

It fit his description of himself.

"I can't forgive you for Mr. Yunhe, here, he is here now, you can go and beg him."

Maeda Taro smiled viciously, as if waiting for a good show.

The prisoner moved his knees on the clean floor, humbly and excitedly moved towards Party B's Yunhe, put his head on the floor, and begged, "Please forgive me."

Party B's Yunhe kicked him three meters away.

The prisoner didn't even have time to cry out in pain, but a small gun filled with special bullets made a screeching sound against the floor.

"It looks like I've provoked a mouse."

Under Maeda Taro's shrinking gaze, the young man pulled his lips and revealed a very aggressive smile.

Fyodor finally finished dealing with the traces of the Internet hirelings, put on a little disguise, and prepared to go out to see the situation.

However, less than 10 minutes after leaving Leibo Street, he was frantically hunted down.

It is more dangerous and purposeful than yesterday's situation.

It took him a lot of effort and lost a lot of people to get rid of the nearest group of pursuers, preventing them from discovering the direction in which he was running.

Fyodor flopped onto the neighbor's balcony again in embarrassment.

The sun slowly set in the west, telling him the sad truth of "almost nothing done today".

Mr. Demon, who is not in good health, tightly grasped the railing of the balcony, expressionless.

"Hey, Mr. Tosi, why did you come to my balcony? Are you curious about what vegetables I plan to grow?"

When another person's voice sounded, he quickly put on a smile again, turned to the owner and said, "Should it be vegetables or something?"

"Yeah, I'm going to plant some cabbages."

Party B Yunhe, who was assassinated all day and surrounded by various "accidents", lifted the wet cloth in the shade to watch the seedlings grow, and gradually regained the simplicity of life.

The two who had caused a lot of trouble for each other before looked at each other plainly, and smiled plainly, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Party B Yunhe walked over and prepared to be like the neighbor Mr., leaning on the railing to be a literary youth, who knew that he had just climbed up...

The railing is broken.