Tutoring colleagues - doomed

The night had fallen, and the cold winter air invaded from the hole above the head. The documents placed on the desktop were blown up by the night wind, and some of them were sucked into the air. One hand stretched out and grabbed it in time.

"Really, I need to work in this damn weather..." Isaac smiled wryly, and continued to work hard on the computer screen.

Isaac is a very serious subordinate, able to fight and scold, friendly to colleagues, and decathlon.Tell him ten things, ten of them will be fulfilled very seriously, and even make up for the deficiencies, just like asking him to mend a bag with a hole in it, he not only mended it, but also sewed a lovely decorative flower on it .Before Lancelot left, he asked him to repair the hard drive and wait for his subordinates? Isaac naturally spared no effort to complete the task, but this task is a bit difficult to complete.

In addition, Isaac stayed here because of the hole in the top of his head.Although the Mirufiore members who entered the base have been cleaned up, the "entrance" of the base that has been pierced through a big hole really has to be guarded. It's better to let a cadre like him guard it. it is good.

"It's almost repaired, let someone hand it over to the leader." Isaac stretched his waist, "However, it needs to be checked again."

There is a lot of important information in this hard drive, and the leakage of it will cause serious problems. Of course, it is not just stored in it, but there are also many things that will cause a little trouble if lost.

Isaac glanced at the past ten lines, and suddenly, his eyes froze on a certain point on the screen.

"This is……?!"

An evil cold seeped from the depths of the bone marrow uncontrollably, as if his heart was being grabbed by someone.

Isaac turned sharply.

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In the cold white room like an operating room, a series of restless pacing echoed.There was only this man who was pacing back and forth in the huge room, without a waiter or entourage. This situation obviously made the man fall into panic.The cold white light shot down from above the head clearly reflected the cold sweat dripping from the man's forehead.

"What the hell is that damned blond devil trying to do... He even agreed to work together to swallow Peng Gelie, but he dared to fight against him... Did he think it would be so easy to climb to the first place? Damn it!"

Curses burst out from between the man's teeth, as if doing so could suppress the fear that was about to overflow.However, the next second, the man suddenly froze.

—Knock knock...

From behind the closed door, the sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor could be heard faintly.

Knock knock knock, from far to near, more and more clear.

The man subconsciously pressed his left chest.The vibrations under the palm became faster and faster, hurried and chaotic.

On the other side of the door, there was a light knock on the door first, and the man felt that those two knocks were on his heart.Then, a magnetic voice that can make people feel smiling even when there is no wave said:

"Excuse me, Mr. Marcus, may I come in?"

Damn it, he's already a prisoner, so why ask a fart!Pretending to be seen by his dead men? !

Naturally, the cursing in his heart couldn't really come out, the man swallowed his saliva, and forcefully responded: "Come in!"

The darkness separated to the left and right as if fearing the owner of the voice—no, this was his own illusion. In fact, the owner of the voice just took a step forward and walked into the room.The blond young man Shi Shiran walked in still had a gentle smile on his face, but in the eyes of the man who saw him doing something a few hours ago, that handsome face frightened him more than anything else.That inhuman appearance is reminiscent of a demon shrunk in a human body.

Lancelot Langrofes.

The blond young man glanced at him casually, "You don't seem to be looking well, why don't you take a rest?"

Take a break!In this case, if he can still rest, he will really burp!

Marcus took a step forward as if making up his mind, but remained silent, his whole body tensed to the point of being almost rigid.

Sensing a shadow of hesitation flitting across his forcedly serious face, Lancelot smiled.This smile fell into the eyes of Marcos, it was a naked mockery of his cowardice.

"...Lancelot Langrofes!" Marcus couldn't help roaring.

"What advice?" Lancelot still smiled gently.

Once he was irritated, Marcos relaxed, and he began to sternly accuse the other party: "You still have the face to ask me what advice?! Who gave you the courage to kill my subordinates?! You are trying to tear up A covenant between two families?!"

"Covenant? I haven't heard of such a thing. You shouldn't be hallucinating, right?"

"What did you say? Don't try to deny it! A total of 25 people, Mirufiore and Lang Luofei, who were present that day could hear clearly. You promised to provide convenience for Mirufiore and attack Peng Ge with us. Lie, this is undeniable evidence! Lang Luofusi turned his back on his word, do you think you can still hang around in this world in the future?"

"Let me correct a small mistake in your wording. I said 'certainly' convenience, and attacked Pongolie 'like' as you, not 'together'. Although there is a word difference, the meaning is very different Please don’t misremember what others said on purpose.”

Lancelot interrupted him, the smile deepening on his lips.

"Besides, 'London Roffees has turned his back on his promises, so he won't be able to survive in this world'? Are you kidding me? Or is it that the famous Marcus Ursey has turned into an honest and honest man? Turned back on his promises But it's a good trick our mafia always uses."

Marcus's face flushed red, of course he knew that this was lame, but he still wanted to say it.

"Huh...huh! I don't want to care about how you will die in the future, I just want to know how Lang Luo Feisi will remedy it! It's because you didn't kill the current village purple that we lost five teams and Four top illusion masters, and that monster, why don't you take a good look at him, all the subordinates I brought are dead! Now is the best time to defeat the Japanese defense line, and the monster is messed up! Look! See what you have done?!"

Lancelot stood there without changing his smile, listening quietly, and waited for Marcus to vent, before opening his mouth in a leisurely manner: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that Lancelot didn't say anything, Marcus became nervous instead, and after a while he said in disbelief, "...you, what did you say?"

"If you don't tell me the specific conditions, I don't know how to formulate an offensive strategy. However, I think as long as I can defeat Peng Gelie, you will have no objections. Of course, this is also my wish. I will fight for Secret Rufiore crushes Vongollie."

Lancelot narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flash of his eyes made Marcus sweat profusely in this not-so-warm room.

"As you said, now is the best time to defeat the Japanese defenses, whether it's Pengo Lie or Mirufiore."

Marcus couldn't figure out what he meant for several seconds, and then his mind was consumed by the monstrous anger.

It’s no wonder that Langluofusi attacked in an all-round way in Italy in the early stage, but he was defeated again and again when Peng Gelie counterattacked in the later stage. No wonder Langluofusi’s combat power in Japan was so small but so strong. That's the idea!

It is true to take down Peng Gelie, and it is true to provide convenience for Mirufiore, but first to help Mirufiore strengthen his strength, let them fight with Peng Gelie, and when they both lose, Lang Luofusi had already gnawed down the small one first, and then he could defeat the two big families in one fell swoop without any effort, and climbed to the apex of the mafia world!

"--asshole!!"

Marcus violently jumped up, and the spiked boxing ring that was burning with blue flames hit Lancelot violently in the face.However, before the attack carrying Marcus' furious fire reached Lancelot, it was scattered by a beam of red light, and Marcus himself was even more shocked by the moment he was pierced through his right chest. Overturned to the ground.

"I really don't understand why you all like to fight when you disagree. As a victim, I am very stressed."

As soon as the gentle voice that seemed to soothe the pain fell, a burst of severe pain exploded at the joint of Marcos' right leg, and there was even a cooing sound when the blood came out.

The leg is probably broken.But Marcus didn't shout out, he gritted his teeth, and stared at Lancelot in front of him—looking at him from top to bottom, with blood in his mouth, he kept hating: "I'm going to kill you! "

"It's not enough to just swear, at least you have to stand up and walk in front of me."

You are not as good as her——in the agony, Marcus seemed to hear the blond devil say so.

"Cough..." The deep part of his throat was filled with the taste of blood, and the pain oozing from his bones in his right chest gradually blurred Marcos' consciousness, but even so he still kept in mind the mission he shouldered.

"Don't...don't be kidding...you bastard..."

For Marcos, the most important thing is revenge against Pengo Lie, as long as this wish can be fulfilled, he doesn't care about anything else.However, this absolutely cannot be done by others—especially Lang Luo Feisi, who plotted against Mirufiore.

Only by his own hands...

"How can I make you..."

Marcus gritted his teeth and looked up at the blond young man a few steps away.

When Mirufiore was still in the Jesso family, Marcos had worked with Lancelot several times, so he more or less understood Lancelot's character.This demon is very flexible in mind, contrary to his usual attitude of indifference, he is a man with a deep understanding of the city, and it is impossible to guess what he is thinking.

However, such a person—even such a person must have his weaknesses.

A figure of a woman suddenly flashed through Marcos' mind.

"My fiancée won't give it to you. If you want it, I'll kill you." 』

The woman I met by chance at a banquet where there was a lot of wine, luxurious kimono with complicated patterns, a proud and awe-inspiring delicate face, and his fiancée who rarely appeared with Lancelot.

And this woman is here right now!

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Hoarse laughter filled the entire space, and Marcos laughed wildly with all his strength, regardless of the larger wound that was torn.

Lancelot stared at him, "Excuse me, what are you laughing at at this moment?"

Marcus stopped laughing and stood up with his good left foot supporting his body. He looked straight at Lancelot. Although he was looking up, his eyes seemed to be looking down at him.

"You never thought of it. As early as when I entered the base, I had already activated my box weapons, and let them hide in every corner of the base, waiting for my orders. You are not the only one who thinks of betrayal, I also think of it, It's just not as fast as you."

"Packet weapons..." Lancelot paused, lowered his head and looked at Marcus calmly, "You can escape the monitoring of monitors and guards, and spread all over the base. Your box weapons must be extremely large. Many, small animals. This is an advantage, but also a disadvantage. Even if they are really ubiquitous, how much damage can such a small box weapon have?"

Marcus laughed mockingly, "Lethality is not only measured by attack power. Although my box weapon cannot kill the enemy quickly, it is useful in other ways."

"……for example?"

"For example, using neurotoxins to control the enemy and kill a woman who is powerless." Staring into Lancelot's eyes, Marcus smiled maliciously, "For example, that woman was killed You used drugs to deprive Murashi Kazuya, your fiancee."

--puff.

Marcus made a strange sound from his throat.He lowered his head to see what happened, but when he moved, he found that his vision was a bit strange. What he saw was a wall, but he could feel the soft touch of the suit fabric on his cheek.Then, countless bloody raindrops fell from the sky, wetting his face.

raindrop……?

The rainwater slid into his mouth, and his mouth was filled with the taste of rust.

It turned out...it was his blood...

"No one dared to use her to threaten me. No."

This was the last whisper Marcos heard before consciousness faded away forever.

Marcus made a strange noise, as if mocking Lancelot.

Even if he has no throat.

Oh, it's too late...

Lancelot watched the separation of Marcus's body, just like a human being watching an ant, without emotion.Seeing that he was completely dead, he said lightly:

"—even in hypothetical situations that could never be realized."

The door was opened again, and Isaac who was holding Yiya appeared on the other side of the door.

Lancelot turned his head, and when he saw the two people outside the door, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, and then he showed Yiya a bright smile that was completely different from the ruthless one just now.

Lancelot walked over quickly, took Yiya in his arms, and gently rocked it from side to side like coaxing a child, "Are you scared? I know Missy is very strong, but your fiancé, I am very strong." Fragile, when I heard that Marcus said he was going to kill you, my heart almost broke. Fortunately, Isaac was smart enough to bring you out in time."

The woman in kimono who couldn't turn her head to avoid it could only forcefully let him rub her cheeks non-stop. I wonder if she was numb enough to give up. Although she kept frowning, there was no obvious anger in her eyes.

"It's so sad. Missy won't open her mouth to act like a baby or something? Or..."

Lancelot stopped his dawdling movements, and turned his forehead to Yiya's. His gray eyes stared deeply into Yiya's eyes as if he wanted to look into Yiya's heart.

"You don't want to talk to me anymore?"

The deep voice was played very lightly, it was light and gentle in the ears, but it made people feel unusually dignified.

Yiya didn't escape his gaze, and an astonishing brilliance suddenly burst out from his black eyes, but disappeared without a trace in the next instant, returning to calmness like stagnant water.

Lancelot hugged her slowly, and whispered softly close to her ear, just like they used to get along every day, but the words he said were so cruel that people couldn't answer them.

"Hey, Yiya, what do you think the 11 years between us are? Even if you and Tomogi have known each other before, but you have only been together for a few days, how come she has become the most important person in your heart What about getting angry and abandoning me because of her, I don’t know how many times this kind of thing has happened, although I have learned not to mind, but I just don’t understand, it would be good if I walked with me at that time.”

After hearing his words, Yiya began to tremble slightly, but there was still no movement in her eyes, as if the trembling was just an illusion caused by Lancelot's shaking.

"You said 'trust me', why do you believe me? You see, I betrayed you immediately after you said 'trust me' and hurt your most important person. Why do you believe me like this Or, do you believe that even if I betray you and hurt you, you can forgive me?"

The trembling of Yiya's body became more and more obvious, and her right hand, which was hanging weakly by her side, twitched a few times, as if she wanted to lift it up to touch Lancelot, and her eyes also began to show a faint complex expression.

"However, it doesn't matter to say these now."

This sentence successfully made Yiya's eyes widen.

Under Yiya's stunned gaze, Lancelot smiled, revealing a hint of deeply buried sadness in the brightness.

"I once thought about killing you, but I still can't do it. I really fell on you... If I really want to kill you, I can't do it anyway. But, you always You can harden your heart to hurt me."

A soft kiss landed on the forehead, Yiya's lips moved, but still no sound came out.

……don't want.

"Do you remember what I said the night I left? I said, when you turn around again, I will definitely disappear from your eyes. There is still time for you to regret it. However, you did not regret it at that time. So... ..."

Yiya's eyes widened even wider, with an inextinguishable anger burning inside.

……don't want.

"I'm really going to disappear."

Lancelot's smiling face was blurred, and tears poured out of the lacrimal gland uncontrollably, before they condensed in the eye sockets before they slid down.

……don't want.

"Although I have imagined this incident countless times in my mind, I never thought that it would feel like this...so sad...I can't see you again, I can't be with you anymore..."

Yiya slowly grabbed the collar of Lancelot's suit with his left hand.The blond young man who was kissing her cheek didn't seem to notice, so she slowly stretched out her right hand to him again.

……don't want.

"Goodbye, Yiya."

The lips touched lightly. This was a kiss that was more gentle and painful than any previous kiss. It was soft and bloody like the broken feathers that fell due to moulting.

The right hand that suddenly sprouted a sharp armor blade pierced Lancelot's heart accurately.

"——Don't ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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"...Ugh!"

Tougiri, who was running towards the shopping street, suddenly clutched his chest, staggered and almost fell to the ground.The boy following her also stopped and walked to her side.

"what happened to you?"

After finally recovering from the sharp pain in her chest, Tomogi straightened her body, and was about to explain the strange phenomenon that happened to her, but was stunned the moment she turned her head.

"I just want to ask you, why are you crying?"

"Crying?" Fran touched his face, and his hands were indeed covered with water marks, but he looked at him as if he couldn't figure out why he was crying, and he didn't even know when he cried.

Fran tilted his head, without thinking too much, his eyes shifted from his fingers to Togagi's face, "You cried too."

"What?" Shiwu was really surprised, and then thought of the sharp pain in his chest just now, and asked quickly, "Did you feel a sudden pain in your chest just now?"

"If you said it was before you stopped, then it wasn't."

That is to say, after stopping.

Ten Wuji was confused, "What the hell is going on? Obviously nothing happened, but why are the two of us—"

The words stopped abruptly.

—Just the two of us?

Isn't it just the "spiritual connection" that can make her and Fran have the same reaction at the same time? !

The so-called spiritual connection, after use, is similar to the spiritual communicator in fantasy novels, allowing limited people to share information simultaneously. Naturally, there must be a spiritual person as a link point and transfer station. In short, it is a simple application version of spiritual sharing.

This is the case with Tomogi and Fran, and it is the spiritual power of Tomogi that serves as the link. If they want to sense the information of an unknown person at the same time, at least the other party must have the same spiritual power as Tomogi—and At this point, the other party is obviously satisfied.

"Impossible... It's not so easy to get spiritual power from the same source. Even the mental fluctuations of twin sisters are hard to be the same, let alone two people who are completely different..."

Tomogi's expression suddenly froze.

"No, no way..."

Fran noticed it immediately, "Who do you think of?"

Ten Wu did not answer, but the tentacles of mental power quickly tracked backwards along the remaining traces of the other party.After a while, Shiwu suddenly froze all over, with a complex look of shock, disbelief, and anxiety clearly showing on his face.In the next second, she rushed away from the ground, faster than when she was on her way just now.

"Hey! What the hell happened?!"

Ignoring the call from behind, Shiwu bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to stop under her feet.The right hand caresses the heart, where magma-like hot emotions are constantly churning, pain, mourning, anger and...fear.

fear.

"That guy...how dare..." Shiwu was almost driven crazy by those intense emotions, and even hurried on his way desperately.

The scene she saw just now made her understand everything.

In that cage-like white room, the woman standing quietly with her smooth long brown hair fluttering leisurely, had the face of her very familiar sister.However, those black eyes were as devoid of human emotion as glass beads.

At her feet, the blond young man fell to the ground, a pool of dark red was slowly expanding on the white suit on the left chest.And it was her right hand that also had blood flowing from the same person.

I can't believe it.

Yi Ya would——

Kill Lancelot.

The author has something to say: Falling in love and killing each other...

Why did I write that Lan Zha was so happy to be stabbed? o(╯□╰)o