About the fact that I got the Six Eyes skill and became a 5t5 daughter

two worlds hair knife

The status of Dazai in the two worlds is different, and the email accounts they use are also quite different. Fei Jia obviously sent the email to the leader of this world.

Looking at the familiar number in the recipient column, I slowly sat back.

Seeing me enter the familiar autistic mode, Fei Jia was puzzled for a moment, then looked down at the phone, with a sudden enlightenment expression on his face.

"Sorry, I made a mistake just now."

He tapped his finger on the screen and said casually: "But this time, I will really send the photo to Gojo Satoru from another world."

The monitoring screen of Gojo Wu and the others in the tea room appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, as well as Gojo Wu and his number, this time Fei Jia was not mistaken.

In other words, maybe he made a deliberate mistake just now.

He wanted to make sure that I also cared about Gojo Satoru and the others from the other world.

Fei Jia said, "How is it? Do you want to come with me?"

If he doesn't leave, will he really send the photos he just took?

I silently held out my hands to him.

The corners of Fei Jia's mouth raised slightly, as if he had anticipated my reaction, he picked up the key in his hand and untied the chain for me.

With a bang, the iron chain restraining the mantra fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the mantra in my body quickly filled up.

My hands were free again, I moved my fingers, quickly clenched into fists and punched upwards.

The fist hit Fei Jia's cheek, Fei Jia tilted his head unsurprisingly, the edge of the fluffy hat brushed past my hand, he grabbed my wrist, and slightly hooked the boots under his feet.

The iron chain tied to my ankle was driven, and my body couldn't help but lean forward, and I fell to the ground.

Before my face hit the ground, Fedya quickly reached out and grabbed my clothes.

I looked up and gave him a sneer.

I said, "Look at your hands."

Fei Jia was startled, and turned his head to look at his hands.

The hand that was supposed to hold the phone was surrounded by a bright blue mantra, and his hand was already empty, but the mantra blinded his perception, and he never noticed it.

I raised my hand, picked up his cell phone and shook it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his purple eyes were extremely obscure in the dim room, and a vague unhappiness emerged from his face.

He said, "What if I hadn't caught you just now?"

Then fall to the ground, it's not a big deal.

I broke away from his hand, raised my eyebrows and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

Didn't you think this would happen when you threatened me with your phone just now?

Fei Jia didn't answer, but he looked even more unhappy.

I couldn't help showing him a big smile.

I said, "Then what if I——like this?"

I lifted his cell phone and slammed it on the ground.

With a bang, the phone fell to pieces on the ground, and the crystal shards of the screen splashed under our feet.

I lifted my foot and crushed the debris hard.

Let you threaten me with mobile phone emails!

I looked up at Fedya defiantly.

Fei Jia:

He frowned and said lightly, "Let's go."

He threw the remaining keys at my feet, I squatted down, and quickly untied the iron chain on my feet.

laugh.

Looking at his back, I laughed viciously behind him.

As if he felt it, he turned around quickly.

I quickly put away my smile and looked at him obediently.

His fingers moved slightly, and I looked at him defensively, but unexpectedly he raised his hand, tore off the cloak on his shoulders and threw it at me.

My eyes darkened, and a warm breath enveloped me. I quickly pulled down my cloak and looked at him with a frown.

He didn't say anything, his purple eyes looked at me calmly, then turned and opened the door in front of him.

Outside the door is a long black passage, like the basement used by Hong Kong gangsters to detain prisoners. I use my six eyes to sense that there are many closed rooms nearby, and some of them have horrible-looking instruments of torture hanging inside.

From this point of view, my room can be regarded as preferential treatment given to me by Osamu Dazai.

They actually locked me up cruelly.

Obviously they did nothing wrong, but I was still inexplicably disappointed and a little sour.

I couldn't help biting my lip.

Looking at Fei Jia who was leading the way ahead, I grabbed his cloak and wiped my damp hair.

The "book" is still in my pocket. It seems that Osamu Dazai and the others just locked me up and didn't search my body.

Following Fei Jia to the exit of the passage, a man in pure white clothes stood there quietly, with a tall hat on his head

Son, one eye covered by poker, the other burning darkly with madness.

He looked at us, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, showing a strange smile.

"I love doing things like helping people get their freedom back."

He held out his hand to me, but his eyes were fixed on Fedya without blinking.

Isn’t this Gogol, who defines emotion as brainwashing, thinking that killing Fei Jia, who is his best friend, will free him.

I glanced at Fei Jia quietly, as if I couldn't see the murderous intent in Gogol's eyes, he still said in a trusting tone like a friend: "Please."

As expected of you, Fei Jia, you have a strong mentality.

I held Gogol's hand, and after a while, my vision blurred, and he took me directly from the Ganghei Building to the underground parking lot where I changed cars last time.

Ivan, who was acting as the driver, was standing next to a black car and opened the door quickly when he saw me.

I got into the car, and the car drove out of Yokohama without hindrance. This time, it took less than half an hour, and I arrived at the monitoring room where Fei Jia brought me last time.

The door was unlocked, as if he was not at all worried that other people would find this place, and the monitoring screen was normally on, broadcasting every move in Yokohama.

The battle between the group and Hong Kong has stopped, and five black buildings stand quietly in the center of Yokohama. From the outside, it looks like nothing happened.

I couldn't help but sit in front of the console and adjust the monitoring to the front.

Just a few minutes before I woke up, a helicopter appeared over Yokohama and swaggered towards Hong Kong.

In front of the opened hatch, Fitzgerald's swollen face was revealed.

"Is it Osamu Dazai?"

He directly called out the name of the Hong Kong black leader, and raised his voice from above: "You should know what I want, right?

"Give me what I want—"

Before he finished speaking, the red supernatural light flew up like raindrops.

Nakahara Chuya held the bullet between his fingers and looked at the sky with a gloomy face.

Fitzgerald couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that we are not very popular."

Members of each group appeared behind him.

Then came the battle, the fierce battle.

The light of countless supernatural powers lit up, the figure was so fast that even the monitor could not catch it, and the conversations and shouts were endless——

Although both sides tacitly avoided the five landmark buildings, other areas were inevitably damaged. Fortunately, there were no ordinary people in those places.

Perhaps Osamu Dazai had rehearsed the emergence of the combination long ago, and the combination's offense was gradually declining, and Fitzgerald frowned.

Just as he was about to use his ability, a clown-like figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Fei Jia, who was brought by him, did not have the colored cloak that he often hung on his body, and his white clothes were particularly conspicuous.

He helped the hat that was a little crooked by the wind, and looked at the two people who stopped involuntarily, his purple eyes slightly curved.

He smiled and said, "Today's Yokohama is really lively."

"Fyodor." Osamu Dazai, who had been silently observing the group and didn't make a move, couldn't help but darken, "You actually came to die by yourself."

"Death? I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."

Fei Jia looked at Osamu Dazai with a smile on his face, and asked cheerfully, "Have you not checked your mailbox yet?"

Dazai frowned slightly.

Fei Jia reminded in a kind tone: "Check it out, maybe there will be surprises."

I couldn't help tightening my fingers, and Fei Jia's email was actually sent, to Osamu Dazai and the others.

He also provoked Osamu Dazai in front of them——

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at it, Dazai Osamu's face became a little ugly.

He asked in a deep voice, "What did you say to her?"

"I didn't say anything." Fei Jia seemed a little puzzled, looking at him with puzzled eyes, "What do you think I can say?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also beside him, and said a little impatiently: "Then why is she like this?!"

"Oh--"

Fedya drew out his voice, "You mean that."

"I said," he looked at Osamu Dazai and the others, the corners of his mouth raised with unprecedented joy, "you, plan to execute her."

"????"

I couldn't help but slapped the keyboard hard.

It's all about what! ! !

Dazai and the others would never believe such words, would they?

However, when I looked up, I saw Osamu Dazai's horrified expression appear on the screen that I paused. Under the soft dark hair, his iris-colored pupils suddenly constricted.

My heart seemed to sting as well, I pressed the space bar again, Osamu Dazai took a deep breath.

His expression calmed down again, and he asked Fei Jia, "Do you think Kui Yi will believe it?"

"Why not," Fei Jia said, "Fukuchi Sakurachi almost destroyed the world two years ago, and Okura Yeko was his accomplice—even if this kind of thing can be released, it's only natural that you will be disappointed with her, right? "

Okura Yeko was not an accomplice, but if it was really me at the age of 11, maybe I would have been tricked by Fei Jia.

Tricked into hijacking the plane, and then thought that he was hated by Dazai and the others, and was about to be executed by them...

Hearing Fei Jia's words, Atsushi Nakajima immediately turned around and ran towards Gang Hei.

Fedya said, "It's useless."

"I've taken her away."

"But now she's sad."

"I don't want to see you again."

Atsushi Nakajima's footsteps froze.

Kyoka, who was running back after him, stopped at a loss.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya had blank expressions on their faces.

The place was dead silent.

The atmosphere continued to sink with the hearts of the people, as if all the air had been sucked away, and everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.

Fei Jia turned his head leisurely and winked at Fitzgerald.

Fitzgerald raised his hand, and the group retreated silently.

The whistling sound of the helicopter blew over the people in Hong Kong, taking away all the heat. Those people looked livid, angry and helpless looking at the direction they left.

After provoking the port mafia, he was able to escape unscathed.

A strong chill rose, and I looked at the people who fell into silence on the screen, I only felt chills all over my body, and my body couldn't help but want to tremble.

Fei Jia: "..."

Who the hell am I working with...

"Hey, did you see that?"

Fei Jia's voice suddenly came from behind me, still with a chilling gentleness.

He smiled and asked, "Isn't their expression funny?"

I clenched my fingers and looked at him silently.

He said: "They will not come to you in a short time, which should be more beneficial to your plan."

As if standing in my position and thinking of me, the purple eyes are also exceptionally gentle, reflecting my extremely stiff expression.

As if even my fingers were frozen, my fingertips trembled uncontrollably, my eyes stared at him for a moment, and my eyes slowly moved down to his fragile neck.

The slightly long black hair hangs on the side of his neck, and his Adam's apple rolls slightly with a chuckle, like falling beads, which is particularly destructive.

If I go up now and strangle him--if I kill him

I guess my expression now must be very similar to that of Gogol.

So Fei Jia didn't pay attention to me at all.

He smiled and said, "By the way, I have to tell you one more thing."

I looked up at him.

He said: "Email, I also sent it to people in another world."

The light and fluttering voice fell in my ears, like thunder.

I stood up abruptly from the chair, the blue mantra filled my palm, and I threw myself at Fei Jia recklessly.

Fei Jia retreated quickly, and the door of the monitoring room opened behind him. I saw Gogol, Fitzgerald and others standing outside the door.

As if he had received the notice in advance, Gogol grabbed Fei Jia's arm and led him to a distance.

"Little devil," Gogol said to me with a bright smile, "If you want to kill him, line up first."

His expression was mixed with madness and sickness. Not to be outdone, I looked back coldly, and the blue mantra quickly spread across my feet like frost.

"What are you doing?

Fitzgerald's figure suddenly appeared between us, a large shadow blocking my view.

He frowned dissatisfiedly: "Infighting?"

I stared at him indifferently.

He said: "Your plan will be implemented tomorrow, and you are still making trouble with people at this time..."

I'm not being mean.

No, tomorrow——

Obviously there are still a few days before my birthday.

Fedya said, "You have been in a coma for a long time."

I couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Fei Jia added, "You haven't heard from me all this time, and the people over there are very worried about you."

Don't say it as if it's for my own good. If you send the photo to the people over there, they will be more worried, okay?

My face turned cold again, and I looked at Fedya unmoved.

He took out a new mobile phone and threw it to me. The mobile phone had been unlocked in advance, and there was a video inside.

Gojo Satoru and the others are in the laboratory.

It seems that many days have passed, the laboratory has been searched by them, many things have been taken away, and some discarded items are left, because no one tidies up, the place is in a mess.

Gojo Satoru leaned on the table, folded his arms around his chest, his face was dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jia Ruozi stood beside him with an unlit cigarette in his hand.

She asked slowly, "Does You Tai know?"

"I don't know," Gojo Satoru said, "When he met Xiao Kuiyi in the United States, he just heard that she wanted to come back to find someone, so he bought her a plane ticket.

Naruto moved her finger slightly, twirling the cigarette in her hand, and said: "Bermode originally arranged a new residence for her, and she wanted to come back... Seeing her strong spell power, Yuta probably I didn't expect that she would be followed by someone just after getting off the plane, and this kind of thing would happen to her."

Gojo Satoru's expression turned cold slightly.

Jia Ruozi asked, "Do you want to tell Yuta?"

Gojo Satoru didn't speak.

Jiajin Nitzi seems to be talking to himself:

"Let's talk about it when she comes back."

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the table. The hand was covered with bandages, the arm was still thin, and the fingers were pale without a trace of blood.

Osamu Dazai seemed to have had enough rest while sitting on the ground, stood up and stretched, and said, "Are your birthday presents ready?"

The family was taken aback for a moment.

Osamu Dazai said, "It's almost her birthday, aren't you going to give her a gift?"

Listening to his tone, it seems that I am sure that I will go back.

Gojo Satoru said, "Fireworks."

"She seems to like fireworks very much. When the time comes, I will buy all the fireworks in Tokyo..."

There were some other people in the laboratory, and those people immediately looked sideways.

Seeing Gojo Satoru's serious expression, I couldn't help tightening my fingers.

No.

Don't do it.

until that day...

I will live up to your expectations...

I don't deserve you guys...

At this time, a ding-dong email notification sounded from the phone.

A photo was sent across the world to their phones.

In the photo, I am as desperate and helpless as a trapped animal, and the relaxed atmosphere just because of the birthday topic suddenly sank.

Everyone had sullen faces, looking at the phone with a murderous look in their eyes.

Gojo Satoru turned off the phone screen, squeezed his fist, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that we have to make preparations sooner."

His voice was cold, and his laughter radiated chills: "I want to see what I am doing in another world."

Osamu Dazai also laughed, an unprecedentedly bright smile.

He said in a brisk tone: "The other me is probably a waste."

"Even a child can't be protected well."

He was obviously smiling, but his face was full of kindness.

I couldn't help shaking.

A hand stretched out from the side, and Fei Jia quickly took my phone away. He looked down at me, his purple eyes were so close at hand, making people feel extraordinarily clear and gentle.

He whispered, "Are you really ready?"

I know what he's talking about, he's talking about going back in time, am I really ready to die?

Looking at the phone with the screen completely black, my heart sank slowly.

I said, "Ready."

Maybe I shouldn't have stayed, the mean me that took advantage of everyone.

Fei Jia's clear eyes seemed to darken.

After a while, he smiled nonchalantly, "That's good."

He touched my head rarely, smiled and said softly: "Then have a good rest tonight."

Tomorrow... will probably be very hard.