"Can that guy really come here?" Sigang Muhang lazily leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand and gently flicked down the white queen who was close to him on the chessboard, "I declare in advance, I only wait until eleven o'clock. More Not even a minute."

"Mr. Shigaraki, are you worried about Ms. Oda?" The young man sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard calmly helped the trembling and rolling white queen up, and said with a smile, "Whether it is good intentions or malicious intentions, only Let the other party know clearly, so that the fun will not be lost."

"Worry... What disgusting joke are you talking about?" Sigang Muhang put his hands on the edge of the crude table, leaning forward slightly with an oppressive and threatening tone, "Break into our side, shameless and shameless!" People, aren't you a nasty fellow?"

"Well, that's right." Dostoevsky frowned helplessly, and held the knight's chess piece between his index and middle fingers, "Why did I have no trustworthy subordinates in Japan... Ah, if that's the case , Mr. Heiwu, your company, do you have the intention to change jobs?"

Did the sick Russians eat something bad?Sigang Muhang: "Do you want to die?"

"I don't have such a wish at the moment," the strange young man wearing a furry hat laughed out loud, "Until this world becomes completely [correct], I'm sorry I can't leave easily."

Dostoyevsky put the chess pieces in his hand on the black and white checkerboard, and made a cold, barely audible knocking sound; the young man's strange purple eyes slowly raised up: "At this point, I and the dead handle Mu Jun's will is the same, right?"

Sigang Mudiao sneered, unable to arouse the slightest interest in entanglement with this strange guy from a foreign country.

"Actually, Shigaraki-kun and Oda-san are very similar." Tuosi didn't care much about whether the other party responded to his words. He is a mighty 'king'...ah, it's enviable."

"Ha." Sigang Muhang pulled away a grim smile, casually raised his hand and pressed the edge of the chessboard, "Then I'll kindly remind you, to randomly choose chess pieces with your eyes closed, but you have to—pay·out·dai· price."

The collapse started from the part where the young master of the Enemy Alliance touched, and spread over half of it in an instant like a collapsed snow mountain; like a beast hiding in the night, it suddenly woke up and bit off half of the city with a single bite of anger.

"There are still 3 minutes." Shigangmu Diao withdrew his hand, leaving only a hand-sized chessboard and a few useless chess pieces to the uninvited guest, "Since you have the courage to go to the meeting alone, you should do it." Are you ready to go and never return?"

"...It was finally arranged." Tuosi sighed in disappointment, "Mr. Sigangmu is really difficult to get along with."

"This kind of ... boring thing." Sigang Mudiao looked at the iron door of the warehouse hidden in the darkness with a half-smile, "Also, I said you came here for a request, right? Standing in the corner without saying a word What kind of?"

In the abandoned warehouse, there was only one emergency light on above the broken table. The dead white light was very limited, faintly illuminating a very small area in the abandoned warehouse; the voice of the host fell, and the air was silent for a few seconds. The second guest came out of the darkness slowly.

"Although I really want to make it difficult for you," the smile on Sigang Mudiao's lips gradually widened, and the pale young man sitting on the chair raised half his face, and the red eyes reflected the quiet figure of the green-eyed girl, "but the opposite side This guy has indeed paid the rent."

The Russian youth built a bridge with his hands, lightly held his chin, and smiled: "So, Oda-san needs to persuade me now. Please sit down." Tosi politely invited the only chair left by the table .

The green-eyed little monster stood still by the table, took out a note from the pocket of the tracksuit, put it on the table and handed it to the dead handle wooden hanging; Oda Saki did not make a sound during the whole process, even breathing It's as light as a momentary illusion.

The girl took off the backpack on her right shoulder, held onto the edge of the table with one hand, and sat down quietly by Tuo Si's right hand.

"I was talking about Oda-san with Shigaraki-kun just now," said the young Russian with a handsome appearance and a tall nose that looks like a snow-capped mountain peak shining in the moonlight from the side, "Oda-san said, It should be the chosen [Queen], right?"

The queen with long reddish-brown hair calmly looked at Shang Tuosi with a smile.

"Don't you feel reconciled?" Tosi's voice was very slow, like an elegant violin, with a touch of the siren's treachery, "I think you have also noticed that you are being manipulated and pushed around." everything.

"Whether you enter Teiko, enter Xiongying, the Seven Kings, the Hero Committee, PortMafia, even your trusted head teacher, or lover? Standing behind him is the Aizawa clan named 'Old House'——

"Everyone is using you, trying to manipulate you as the [Rule].

"'Respect your choice' is just a joke. Whether it is intentional or not, everyone is whispering behind you, with one lie after another, to force you to follow the path they expect and become the 'king' in high positions. '."

Tosi looked at the silent little girl with pity, "It's so pitiful, Oda-san. The meaning of your life is to become a puppet of Greenwich in the end, for an inexplicable imposed task, doll-like power Struggling in the whirlpool.

"The first time, it was Mr. Momijikari, then Mrs. Oda; then the white tiger who hadn't learned to speak, then yourself, and now it's Oda Sakunosuke... who will be next? What a pity ...It's too much to look forward to, isn't it?"

The young man with a slow tone stretched out his right hand to Oda Saki, his slender fingers looked like shining jade under the emergency light: "Great help is the most expensive thing, so please feel free to ask me for help, you are welcome."

The green-eyed little beast looked at him emotionlessly, the light in its eyes flickering.As if a century had passed, and it seemed that it was just a nap, Oda Saki stretched out his left hand and gently placed it on Tuo Si's wide and white palm.

The Russian youth curved a handsome smile: "Welcome, Oda——"

"Crack." Tosi's calm words came to an abrupt end.

Oda Saki: "Excuse me, is there anything else? I'm in a hurry." The green-eyed girl's expression didn't change much, only her originally clear voice became a little rough and hoarse, and even her words were always warm and polite— —

It was impossible to see that she had just smashed Dostoevsky's finger bones with a blow.The art-like fingers twisted in a strange posture under the fist of visiting JK, and even the wooden tabletop at the bottom spread like a spider web of cracks.

Well done Saki Oda!

Sigang Muhang let out a deep breath, almost unable to restrain the corners of his mouth that gloated wildly; the young leader of the enemy alliance covered his lips with his hands and coughed twice, trying to suppress his laughter: "The black mist has arrived .outside the door."

"Thank you." Oda Saki pulled the strap of the backpack to his shoulders and assured seriously, "I won't abuse the employees."

Hahahahaha!For the sake of letting me watch such a good show, I have to forgive you even if you abused the employees!Sihanmu Diao is polite: "You're welcome. Do whatever you want."

The girl with emerald eyes didn't refuse any more, she nodded in a gesture, and left with her schoolbag on her back without looking back.

From sending out invitations that look like pyramid schemes, to being punched by a violent JK to forge their finger bones, the young people from cold Russia have maintained a calm, even gentle demeanor.

Dosi did not look at the target of the trip who got up and left, but quietly looked down at the palm of his right hand lying on the table; the severe pain of broken finger bones spread from the fingertips to the wrist, and climbed up the forearm, elbow, shoulder , until the brain.

The foreign youth whose appearance also tended to be thin and thin in Japan was silent for a while, and sighed softly.

"The enemy alliance doesn't care about healing members." Shigaraki couldn't hide his schadenfreude, "Should I call you an emergency call? Can you hold on?" Say it again, good job Oda Saki!

Even if the League of Conscious Enemies and the Rats of the House of Death are both villains, the two sides even joined forces to engage in a wave of incidents.But the villain also has the villain's alliance preference. The hard-working villain like Sigang Muhang looks down on the conspiracy and brainpower like Dostoevsky.

By the way, regardless of his standpoint, he actually admires Bakugou and Oda Saki, and he is probably the type who can be tough but not forceful.

"Why?" Tosi moved his fingertips masochistically, carefully smacking the sobriety and calmness brought about by the pain. The young man held his wrist and sighed quietly, "Why, do I always dislike young girls?"

You are not popular with young boys either.Sikuangoki smiled, and his heart fell to the ground: so hurry up and try your luck with the old man.

On the other side, Oda Saki, who was in a hurry, saw Mr. Kurogiri, a temporary employee, outside the abandoned warehouse as promised.

The gentleman who worked so hard to manage the enemy alliance bowed silently to the girl with emerald eyes, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Diao has clearly informed me. Please hold my hand."

Oda Saki pulled the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, bowed her head upright in return, and then held the other's hand: "It's an expedient measure. Thank you for your hard work."

Black Mist shook his head and reminded: "Because the connection is not established in two directions, I can only send you to Yokohama one-way; I can't do anything about the rest."

The green-eyed girl nodded, and repeated in a low voice but firmly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Hei Wu looked at the little girl in front of him, at her thin shoulders and soft cheeks in the night, and recalled how Oda Saki came to the bar for an interview a year ago, and how he secretly touched the bag of tea that was given to Diao Jun. People can't laugh or cry babychuchu moisturizing cream——

Hei Wu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he was speechless in the end.

The black smoke deeper than the night gradually engulfed Oda Saki. She was sure that her feet were still standing on the ground, but her brain could not help receiving the weightlessness of falling from a high altitude; Undoubtedly uncomfortable.

The green-eyed little beast slowly clenched the only temperature in his hand that could be confirmed, and at the same time unzipped the zipper of the schoolbag behind him with one hand.

In the boundless black mist, a circular area began to solidify, forming a black-purple vortex.Hei Mist, who could no longer see the concrete form, let go of the little girl in his hand, gently pushed her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Go."

Heaven or hell doesn't matter.

Even if you are forced, or feel sad to the point of crying...

To become, more courageous.

"Thank you." The green-eyed girl thanked her, and pulled out her only luggage from her schoolbag—a Japanese sword with a blade and a scabbard cut off in two-thirds of the way, "After that, it's my business." gone."

The lonely cub shook off the scabbard, and rushed out of the vortex-like maze with a short body!

The author has something to say: Fyodor Dostoevsky (drinking tea): Today is also a day when MLM failed.

There is another update tonight, it’s too stuck, I’m so sad, this paragraph is really hard to write

I don't want to write anymore, I just want to write happy family, sweet love and love 1551

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