[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

A pistol|gun.

Loki never used a gun, and of course, the Second Prince of Asgard despised Atrium's weapons.Even for self-defense, An Qi felt that he would get her some magical gadgets.

The point is, Angie can't use a gun.

She couldn't even hold a dagger steadily, let alone a thermal weapon with recoil.Angie texted Loki after unwrapping the gift asking for a motive, but he hasn't replied to her yet.

Only two bullets...

The bullets removed from the magazine were just placed on the sofa in the study. An Qi lay on it, picked up one of them, looked at it thoughtfully for a moment, and then turned her wrist.

The metallic glowing bullet also turned a position, and then she unsurprisingly engraved extremely subtle symbols on the bottom of the casing.

Rune text.

Angie raised her lips.

This is a bit of Rocky's style.

I knew he wouldn't give her a simple Glock 18, after all, she didn't have a gun license, did she?

Bullets with magical runes printed on them, and the card Loki wrote told her, was for self-defense.

Two bullets can only be used twice.Which two people can cause harm to Angel?

She put the bullet down and raised her eyes.Hannibal Lecter's broad back came into Angie's eyes together with the photo of Francis Underwood's speech on the tablet he was holding.

Self-defense.

Angie leaned on her forearm, tilted her head, and her blond hair fell loose.

"Hannibal?"

She fiddled with the bullet in her hand, breaking the silence in the study.

They've just had breakfast, and it hasn't been half an hour yet.There is no work on weekends, and Hannibal Lecter will naturally not arm himself with a three-piece suit that cannot pick out any flaws. He only wears an ocher sweater, with his collarbone and neck exposed|exposed. As majestic as usual.

"how?"

"You don't like guns, do you?"

A question, but An Qi's tone was extremely certain.Hearing this, Hannibal just scrolled down the news page of the tablet: "A product invented for killing, I think you will get the same answer if you ask the same question to most people."

Angie chuckled, "You know what I mean."

Hannibal paused and turned his head.

She never had a direct exchange with him... about "hunting".For ten years, Angie has often woken up in the middle of the night to find that Hannibal was not home.She never asked where he was, let alone opened the tightly sealed basement of Lecter's house curiously.

But that doesn't mean Angie doesn't know why Hannibal Lecter is on her list.

"Technology has greatly changed our lives," Hannibal did not respond to Angie's words, and said paradoxically, "People have become accustomed to hiding behind convenient tools and behind guns."

His dark golden pupils were so calm that they were almost indifferent.

"One shot is enough to end the life of a deer in the forest, and it is neat. However, when we return triumphantly with our prey, we have gradually forgotten the meaning of touching the prey with our own hands. And I don't like to hide behind a gun and let tools help me do this process."

Angie blinked: "You still like to do it yourself, don't you?"

Hannibal: "Handpicked the ingredients to serve, yes."

Therefore, there are two bullets in the pistol presented by Loki.

The evil god may not know what Hannibal has done, but he knows that Angie Lecter has a full ten years to do it, but she has never acted. There is always her reason.

She was still lying on the sofa, spreading her palms.

The cold bullet lay in An Qi's palm.

"Thomas gave me two bullets."

"Then you have two more people to execute."

Hannibal's expression didn't change when he said this.

An Qi looked straight into his eyes, but there was still nothing in them.Without the armor he had when he was working, Hannibal not only dressed casually, but also had his meticulously combed hair scattered on his forehead.In the eyes of others, they may think that he is so kind, but An Qi doesn't think so.

Even if it is full of life, it doesn't mean that Hannibal will become non-threatening when he looks at her with his true face.

"Yes."

It's just that An Qi is not afraid.Her voice was sweet, as if she didn't realize the threat at all.

"I do have two more people to execute."

There was a moment of silence after the words fell to the ground, and finally Hannibal looked away.

He freed up a hand: "Come here, Angie."

Angie immediately smiled.

She put the two bullets into her pocket, nimbly got up from the sofa, and went straight to Hannibal's arms.The latter held the tablet in one hand and embraced the enthusiastic girl with the other.Angie sat on his lap, pillowing Hannibal's arm coquettishly.

Hannibal let her hug him tightly and said, "Are you going to execute him with that gun?"

Angie followed Hannibal's gaze, and there were still news reports about the general election on the tablet.

"Ah," she pushed Hannibal's wrist in dissatisfaction, trying to push the tablet out of his sight, "Don't be so disappointing, Hannibal. Don't watch the news at this time, look at me, look at me! "

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands and gently cupped his cheeks.

After such a disturbance, Angie simply blocked his sight completely with her body, and it was difficult for Hannibal to continue reading the news.He had no choice but to put down the machine and put his attention back on An Qi.

The four eyes are facing each other, so close to the point of interlacing breath.

Hannibal looked into Angie's gray eyes.

The emotions in her eyes are so easy to understand, and the clear pupils are full of undisguised desire.An Qi stared straight at him, her uncontrollable expectation almost broke through her soul and body, and rushed straight towards him.

"Angie."

He spoke in a low voice.

"I am looking at you."

The girl sitting in his arms showed a satisfied smile, and she kissed him.

The sweet taste enveloped Hannibal and subtly changed.There is always a faint sweetness on An Qi's body, which was only vague at first, and gradually became substantial when she kissed him for the first time.

But now, her breath is more and more alluring, as if addictive chemicals have been added to simple fructose, once you taste it, you can't give it up.

Angie is also extremely enthusiastic, almost to the point of greed.

Hannibal supported her, his broad hands resting on the back of Angie's neck.It is not only pulling her closer but also controlling the eager girl, preventing her from being breathless in the rapid breathing and continuous kisses.

But one kiss after another could no longer satisfy An Qi.

Her hand reached out to Hannibal's chest, through the wool, Angie's slender fingers rubbed back and forth along the muscles of his chest, then all the way down, across the abdomen, and then—

Hannibal grabbed Angie's hand.

"No, kid," he warned, ending their kiss.

Angie made a discouraged sound.

"Why?" After being rejected again, she didn't continue to pester her, she just grabbed Hannibal's skirt and said aggrievedly, "You promised me to treat me as a human, obviously, obviously..."

Her face was red, and her voice suddenly became extremely quiet.

"Obviously you are willing to kiss me, but you are not willing to make it to the end?"

"I do not want to hurt you."

"It doesn't hurt me! I'm not a kid who doesn't know anything anymore, Hannibal. You even covered my legs yourself at the Red Dragon's house, I know—"

"—Angie."

There was a hint of danger in his mellow voice.

But even so, Hannibal Lecter still had no expression on his face.He stared closely at An Qi's eyes and repeated: "I don't want to hurt you."

An Qi shuddered and immediately understood what he meant.

The long-lost sense of trembling woke her up from her stupor, and An Qi instinctively wanted to break away from Hannibal's embrace and distance himself from him, but Hannibal reacted faster than her.

He held her waist gently but unquestionably, blocking An Qi's way.Hannibal held her firmly in his lap, and even freed his hand to brush Angie's hair that was blocking his view.

"Don't worry, my boy," he said. "I want you to think everything over before you act."

Casually, it seemed that she was just telling Angie how to make biscuits.

Then Hannibal solemnly and pamperingly kissed Angie on the forehead, and let go of her as if nothing had happened; "Go to the living room, after I finish reading the news, it's time for you to practice the piano."

Hannibal knew.

Not only knew, but also guessed this step.

Yeah, how could he not?As she said, it was he who opened the locked door of Red Dragon himself, removed the handcuffs that bound her, then took off his coat and covered her naked legs.

The night since Lecter's mansion disappeared was enough for him to guess everything.

An Qi walked into the living room and sat in front of the piano, the chill just now still lingered in her heart.

Hannibal was warning himself.

As long as Angie doesn't do anything, Hannibal will act as if nothing happened - for a seasoned and ruthless hunter, this is the biggest concession he can make.

Can you not do it?

She lifted the cover of the piano, looked at the black and white keys, and lowered her eyes without saying a word.

Angie Lecter is not so hard-hearted that she is completely indifferent. Hannibal Lecter has taken care of her for ten years. It can be said that he has done his best.A beast takes a fragile cub under its wings, heals her of every heart disease he can, raises her, protects her, loves her as much as he can, and gives her everything he can.

But Angie will never forget what the beast fed her to grow up.

Hannibal was right, she should have thought about it.

An Qi withdrew her thoughts, boredly took out her mobile phone after waiting, and found a new text message that she hadn't checked.

It was an unfamiliar number, An Qi clicked on the text message, and there was only one sentence.

[I'll be visiting tomorrow evening. ]

She was taken aback for a moment, and then realized where the information came from.

Francis Underwood took the initiative to contact her, fearing that there would be progress or trouble in "finding Loki".An Qi looked at the screen and curled her lips indifferently.

Two bullets, one she still knows who to aim the gun at, doesn't she?

The author has something to say: ah, a girl asked Kinoshita if he was a little older, so I asked for everyone's opinions, does anyone want to get in the president's car, otherwise I will pull the light.But in fact, Uncle Kinoshita’s Uncle Kevin is about the same age as your Uncle Maizi 2333. I don’t care. Ben Jianghua’s ex-boyfriend is a domineering bald wolf god who has lived for thousands of years. Now her boyfriend is the strongest sniper in the galaxy with an exoskeleton all over his body. Hand, there is no car in this world that I can't drive!

But having said that... When I was writing Chaoying colleagues, I didn’t want to drive Captain Su, and I don’t want to drive now, why am I so motivated when I’m a villain? _(:з」∠)_(.

By the way about Mason Vijay, he is the only one in the Hannibal series who survived the doctor who cut off his face and fed it to the dogs.In this article, he is just a trick, don't care what he did, just push the plot later.

Thanks to the president Xie Mei for smiling, Scorpion:D for the overlord ticket, Guji Guji for the nutrient solution, I love you ww!