Lady's Melaleuca Vest [Comprehensive British and American]

"Get out of the way!"

Hearing an urgent cry in the haze, Yuan Chun opened his eyes in a jerk, and saw the bloody blade tearing the air and slashing down head-on.

The body moved subconsciously, she raised her hand, and the magic power gathered in the palm, seven layers of overlapping crimson petals bloomed one by one, holding the knife firmly like a shield.

The man wearing the weird red hood——should be a man according to his stature—was nimble like a cheetah, jumped down from the roof, and kicked Yuanchun's assailant hard into the ground.Amid the "beep" sound of bone shattering, he spun around, raised his leg and hit a super handsome knee, and flew out the person who rushed over to support him.

Although the poor cannon fodder was holding the gun, he didn't even have a chance to pull the trigger. He first hit the wall firmly, and then fell to the ground along the wall, convulsing twice and passed out.

This scene is full of smooth flow, not a fight at all, but an art. Yuanchun couldn't help but shouted "beautiful", and at the same time thanked her. In addition, the attacker was overturned and knocked unconscious.

The two exchanged courtesy in a tacit understanding, and within 5 minutes, they killed all the people surrounding them.

The alley suddenly became extremely quiet, and only the two standing people were left silently looking at each other from a safe distance.

"Thank you, do you know where this is?" Yuan Chun was the first to break the silence.

Before Yuanchun had a good fight, she didn't realize it. When the battle was over, the excitement subsided, and her rationality returned, she finally realized that something weird happened to her.

She probably, maybe, seemed to have lost her memory.

My mind is empty, I don't remember anything except my name.

I can't remember where this is, why I'm here, or what I'm going to do next.

Ordinary people suddenly lose their memory and find themselves in a strange place, they would panic to some extent, but Yuanchun was not nervous. She thought about it and thought that it should be the red hood that gave her a sense of security.

Look at this strong flesh | body, this vigorous skill, this cold hood, she is too familiar, after all, there are a bunch of this type at home... What's the matter?

As Yuanchun racked her brains to think, trying to catch the flash of inspiration, she heard Red Hood answer her question in a low voice: "Gotham."

Gotham?It's a name I haven't heard before, but the spirit vein feels very familiar... Wait, what is the spirit vein?

It seemed that key words were involved, and some specific explanations about Lingmai emerged in Yuan Chun's mind.

It turns out that I don't remember anything, but I just need specific words to trigger it.While thinking, she carefully read the newly emerged memories, trying to find more useful information.

It's a pity that the explanation about the spirit vein is very short. After reading it, I only know that the spirit vein is the blood of the planet, and the magic power track flowing from the earth.

Minamoto was going to ask Red Hood if he knew anything else about her, and he'd just saved his life by speaking out, at least with good intentions.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a muffled "bang". Yuanchun took a closer look, and was horrified to find that the red hood had fallen to the ground face down, motionless.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Brother, are you okay?!"

Yuanchun leaped over the "corpses" on the ground and rushed over. She first pressed the pulse of the red hood—it was still beating, and he was not dead. Then she turned him over and touched the cold and sticky liquid.

It's blood, I don't know how long it has been flowing, and it has soaked the T-shirt inside, but because the clothes are black, you can't find it without looking carefully.

Yuanchun took a deep breath, said "offended", pulled out the hem of the red hooded T-shirt from his pants, and carefully rolled it up, revealing the hideous knife wound on his abdomen.

The length of the wound was about 2 inches by visual inspection, not too long, but it was deep, and it should have injured internal organs.It is guessed that there are special blood | grooves and jagged ferocious patterns on the blade, so it caused further tearing to the wound when it was pulled | out |.

Yuanchun quickly threw a few healing spells on the red hood, the effect was immediate, the bleeding stopped quickly, and the wound was slowly healing, but the person did not wake up, and even developed a fever.

I don't know who is attacking them, and whether there are still pursuers. In short, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so we have to leave quickly.

Thinking of this, Yuanchun quickly searched all the "corpses" and found a pile of messy things, including but not limited to crushed marijuana | marijuana | leaves, stained shopping receipts, placed in a cigarette case bullets, and cash totaled $10.

...This is too poor!The corner of Yuanchun's mouth twitched, and he pinched the worn-out banknotes with his fingers in distaste, and looked at Lincoln's head with a serious expression.

Lincoln: Whether you like it or not.

Forget it, it's better than nothing, and I can buy a few hamburgers to fill my stomach.Yuanchun barely convinced himself.

Although there was a height difference between the two of them, Yuanchun easily picked up the red hood in the posture of a princess and walked out of the alley.

Very good, after fighting fiercely and knowing many types of magic tricks, I unlocked another piece of information about myself—great strength!

I have so many talents.

At this rate of development, the recovery of memory is just around the corner.

Turning the corner, Yuanchun saw a motorcycle that didn't fit in the dark and old alley not far away.

Red and black colors, smooth lines, full of mechanical sense of shape, revealing the atmosphere of "I am very expensive" from head to toe.It quietly stopped in the shadow of the wall, like a dormant beast.

Looking down at the red hood in his arms, and at the motorcycle, Yuanchun announced that they were a good match.

"Is this yours?" she asked.

Red Hood: "..." In a coma.

Yuanchun: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

The motorcycle was unlocked, Yuanchun put the red hood on, touched the front of the motorcycle fondly, happily straddled it, stepped on the accelerator, and amidst the roaring sound of the engine, "swish" out like an arrow off the string .

# # #

There were very few pedestrians on the street, and few shops were open on both sides of the road. At first, Yuanchun thought it was because it was getting late, but after being robbed three times in a row within 15 minutes, she suddenly realized.

It has nothing to do with time, it is simply that the folk customs of this city are too simple, and the people are too hospitable.

"Gotham is really scary." Yuanchun shook his empty wallet with emotion.

The gangster whose wallet was robbed: "..."

Are you scary?

"Why are you so poor?" Yuanchun complained dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing with a wallet when you have no money? A waste of my feelings."

The gangster dared not speak out: "..."

Listen, is this a human language?I have money and still use robbery?I stole the wallet from someone else, right?

"You are useless to me." Yuanchun said meaningfully, "And the last person who was useless to me..."

As she spoke, she looked at the red hood who was comatose on the motorcycle.

The red hood's clothes were soaked with blood, and there was an unusually strong sweet smell in the air, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The gangster shuddered and trembled, "Then, he is like this and you still take him..."

"He's handsome." Yuan Chun said confidently, "As for you..."

"If you have any requirements, just ask!" The gangster knelt down with a "plop" and begged, "Don't kill me, woooooo—"

"Look at what you said, I'm not a devil." Yuanchun smiled with his chin in his hand, "Are there any abandoned houses nearby?"

# # #

Red Hood opened his eyes, staring blankly at the stained ceiling.

The abdomen is still aching, but it is much better than before, and it is obvious that the wound has been properly treated without looking.

"You're awake." The brisk female voice moved from far to near, and a hamburger exuding a tempting aroma was handed to him, and the hand holding the hamburger was glowing white, "Do you want to eat?"

Perhaps it was because of his serious injury and just waking up, Red Hood reacted very slowly. It took him a long time before he took the hamburger and politely said thank you to Yuanchun.

"You're welcome." Yuan Chun dragged a broken chair and sat down in front of Jason, "Are you feeling better? Let's chat while eating."

Yuanchun recounted in detail what happened after Red Hood passed out.

"...Considering that neither of us may be a serious person, and there is a risk of getting into trouble if we go to a hotel, I first found a broken house that no one lives in to make a living. This is the specific situation." Yuan Chun bit his Coke straw , the voice sounded a bit vague, "I want to ask you something."

Red Hood's voice was hoarse and low: "Say."

"We've also had a fortune-telling friendship, so I won't go around in circles," Yuan Chun sighed, "It's like this, you might not believe it--I lost my memory, the earliest memory was a knife slashing me head-on, you let me Get out of the way and save me."

When the red hood heard the words, his eyes flickered slightly.

Yuanchun put down the Coke, clasped her hands on her knees, and leaned forward slightly to approach the red hood. She stared at him intently and said seriously: "Do you know me? What happened before? How did I lose my memory? "

The red hood looked at Genjun quietly, as if evaluating the truth of her words.

After a long silence, he finally made a decision, closed his eyes, and confessed softly: "Sorry, I don't know much about this..."

"Because I lost my memory too."