On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

Come and raise Hei Shizai! !Thinking this way in his heart, Zhong Ye's strength to suppress her inevitably slackened, Shuang Ye seized this opportunity, raised his leg and kicked at the most vulnerable part of his body, Zhong Ye, who has a male intuition, immediately moved towards him. Leaning back, he distanced himself from Shuangye.

"I'm sorry, one of my characteristics is that I'm too honest." Shuang Ye said quite brazenly, rubbing her wrists and stood up from the pit.

Zhong Ye: "..." If he believes you, he will change his name to Ye Zhong Yuan Zhong.

Although after such a bout of gags, the original serious atmosphere was shattered and could not be regained, but it did not mean that the battle between the two of them was officially over.Faced with Chuya's uneasy expression, Shimoba pulled out the two 'Silver Dancers' from the holster again, and aimed the gun at him.

With a bang, the 11.43mm caliber bullet unscrewed from the barrel shot in his direction without hesitation.

"Bullets are useless to me." Zhong Ye didn't even hide, letting the bullet hit him.

The bullet that had escaped from the metal shell hit Zhongya's coat with an indomitable momentum, but it couldn't go any further, because it was still in the air like a stop-motion animation.In the next second, the warhead was re-given by Chuya, turned around, and returned to Shuangye with a faster and stronger posture than before.

The ballistic trajectory, which is difficult to catch with the naked eye, is so fast that it almost tears the surrounding air.

"Not necessarily."

Shuang Ye turned her head to avoid the terrifying attack that went straight to the door. While her upper body fell back, the two guns staggered in mid-air, and quickly pulled the trigger several times at him.

Nakaya used gravity to neutralize the bullet as usual, and just as his impatience was about to rise to the peak, one of the shrapnel he blocked suddenly passed through his chest.

"What..." Zhong Ye widened his eyes and touched his chest in shock. The place was pierced by hard shrapnel, and blood mixed with minced meat spewed out in an instant, gradually flowing from his chest like a meandering stream. It flowed out from between the five fingers.

"You... bastard... the two bullets mixed in it were aimed at the same position back and forth."

The voice that was suppressed to the limit seemed to be squeezed out bit by bit between his clenched teeth, and Zhong Ye stared intently at the instigator who caused him this wound, his eyes were like scorching people being licked bright by the tongue of fire.

His ability is to manipulate the gravity factor, which can change the gravity of objects he touches.The moment the bullet hit him, he eliminated the gravity of that bullet.

What really hurt him was the 'second bullet' hidden in other bullets that he hadn't eliminated gravity.

Through the one whose gravity had been eliminated before, the second bullet was used as the propulsion force to hit the same position, causing the two overlapping bullets to penetrate into his body in an instant.

She was stronger than Chuuya imagined.

Knowing this fact, the fighting spirit filled in Zhongye's brain became more intense and high-pitched.The pain from the chest seems to have gone away from him. All he can feel now is the red liquid flowing in the blood vessels that continues to spread to the skin tissue, as if it is about to burn.

At this moment, he just wants to turn himself into a body that can only be driven by fighting.

However, just as Nakaya stepped on his feet and was about to rush towards the opponent, he suddenly heard a very disgusting voice at the scene, which made him stop the impulse like a sudden brake.

"If the bullet just now aimed at your heart, you would be dead now." The visitor reminded him of this fact in an unusually relaxed tone, but there was no worry about it in the words, on the contrary Would love to see a little more of this happening.

But after talking about it, he changed the subject again, and saw through another possibility from the extension of the branch line—"But maybe, after all, Chuya, you don't belong to the category that can be classified as 'normal human beings'."

"Dazai—how did you appear here?!" Chuya's head abruptly turned 90 degrees, looking at the person walking out from the corner.

It was a boy with disheveled black hair, his whole body and forehead were covered with bandages, and a suit jacket much larger than his body was draped over his shoulders. His footsteps melted into the lonely night wind, making him People feel that he will disappear into this world without any regrets in the next moment.

"Chuya, you have made such a big commotion, it's hard not to notice it, right?" Dazai replied perfunctorily, and by the way, he also gave a free message that would make him explode: "Actually, I've been here for a while Oh, but I didn't come out because it was very interesting to watch, but unfortunately I couldn't help seeing the funny expression you showed after being shot by Chuya later."

"You, this, bastard——" Chuya rewarded him with a roundabout kick on the spot, but Dazai narrowly avoided it by lowering his head.

"Okay, let me take a look... This is the lady who helped solve our Hong Kong black traitor, right?"

Putting Chuya's matter aside completely, Dazai took a few steps forward, the eye protruding from the bandage reflected Shimoba who was only a few steps away from him in front of him, and an emotionless expression slowly emerged towards her. Baoliang smiled.

"It's a very beautiful lady... I don't know if my sudden intervention has disturbed your interest?"

Shuangye didn't answer his question, but just quietly looked at this person——

It was the first time she had seen someone with such eyes.

The iris-colored eyes, which are equivalent to dead leaves, are filled with emptiness and silence. They look like cold winter nights and wilted branches. In his eyes, life is only reduced to a beautiful futility.

What is stored inside is barren and sparse wasteland, a tentative house for those who seek death. There is loneliness and numbness, but there is no vitality or anything that symbolizes beauty.

Covered the night, but darker than the night.

This is a pair of eyes that can make people cry.

...but it has nothing to do with oneself.

Frost Leaf looked away, and looked around at the enemies that gradually gathered around her, surrounding her in the center.

Has it really turned into the current situation...

She sighed imperceptibly.

After repeated delays, the reinforcements from Mafia, the port that was aware of the movement, arrived smoothly. There is nothing worse than this.

And as long as there is the cool hat gentleman who fights with her, there is no way to escape this encirclement easily, and the hope of leaving becomes really slim in the in-depth study.In this case, unless she can find a breakthrough that can hold everyone back.

And this breakthrough has already appeared.

Frost Leaf refocused her eyes on the black-haired boy covered in bandages, and very rarely, the corners of her lips slightly raised a slight arc that seemed to be almost nothing.

"You came just in time." Shuang Ye responded to his previous question in a good mood.

——It's more than not disturbing, it's better to say that it just happened to be in his arms.

As soon as Shuang Ye's words fell, the piano wire thrown out of his cuff bound him tightly in an instant.

"Huh?" Dazai showed a slightly surprised expression because of this change. Immediately, he seemed to realize the meaning it represented, blinked curiously, and reflected from the dead pool of water as if he had got an interesting toy. , incredible feelings.

"Take advantage of the beautiful moonlight tonight, come and make an appointment with me."

At this time, Shuangye still didn't know that what she had kidnapped was a troublemaker even bigger than Linyi. She was determined to break through the siege, holding one end of the piano wire in her hand, pulling past this freshly baked hostage and heading straight to the crowd. rushed outside.

This accident only happened in a short moment. When the men in suits guarding the opposite saw her rushing in their direction, they immediately pulled out their pistols nervously. The guns were aimed at her, but Shuangye was rubbing against them. The moment she passed by, several silver lights fluttered from her fingers, and before they had time to focus on aiming, the barrels of the guns were all thrown into the air without exception.

"what?!"

Seeing this, the others immediately added bullets behind them, and fired at the girl's back at the same level.

The rain of metal bullets protruding from the muzzle of the submachine gun resounded in the night sky wrapped in flames, creating a terrifying momentum like endless purgatory, but the effect was very weak, and it was impossible to stop the opponent's footsteps at all. She just let her take their immediate boss away like flying a kite.

"Hey, don't shoot anymore!" Zhong Ye suddenly stopped.

Only then did the subordinates realize that their attack might accidentally injure Dazai, so they had no choice but to obey the order and resignedly put down the guns in their hands.

"Master Chuya, what should we do next?"

One of the two people who could speak at the scene was injured and the other was taken away, causing the subordinates of the two to fall into a stalemate for a while, looking at each other and not knowing what to do.

Nakaya's innermost white underwear was quietly stained red with blood, but he didn't care about the wound, and just watched the direction in which Dazai and the two escaped with a cloudy expression.

After a moment of silence, Zhongya let out a 'tsk', pressed down the brim of his hat and ordered to his subordinates: "Report to Boss what happened tonight first."

As he spoke, he took out his flip phone and made a call. At the same time, he raised his hand and made a gesture of keeping quiet with his subordinates, signaling them not to act rashly for the time being.

"Then... what about Dazai-sama?" While waiting for the call to be connected, someone still couldn't help asking cautiously.

"Dazai?" Chuya rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and made a cold declaration rather unloved by his colleagues: "Oh, let him die."

Just in time to go back and open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

Looking at the entire Warehouse Street, it is as quiet as a forgotten grave.

Walking in the lonely scene everywhere, Shuang Ye's figure turned into a white ghost, and got into an old warehouse with a slightly smaller layout without sound.

Although the metaphor is 'ghost', it may be more appropriate to say 'Death', because she came here tonight to do the work of harvesting death.

The four sides of the old warehouse are dark gray cement walls, and scrapped machine parts are piled up in the corners, exuding a pungent and unpleasant smell of engine oil.

Frost Leaf nimbly jumped on several iron boxes, and the moment she was suspended in the air at the highest point, the piano wire thrown from her wrist wrapped around the ceiling beams with great precision. With the help of the strength from the supporting point, she An upside-down in the air and it landed on top.

The hem of the windbreaker fell down lightly in response to gravity, like a dead leaf falling to the ground, without splashing a speck of dust during the whole process.

If anyone here noticed what she did next, it might be a surprise—because she lay directly on the piano wire she had wrapped between two beams.

The author has something to say: 港黑818: #On how the woman who dated Mr. Chuya during the day and brought Mr. Dazai back to her dormitory at night got rid of both blacks#（bushi）

In the group, there is a cute little Zhongye fan who wrote us a car of Zhongye x Shuangye in more than 3000 words yesterday (covering her face), so I promised her that there will be more changes today, yes, just feed the pigeons Long comments will give feedback, if there will be in the future (Humble.pg)

But I’m all _(:з」∠)_ and I’ll post it at night, everyone!

Ah yes, there is one last thing to say, because I reply to too many orz comments every day, and now I can only reply one by one verification code in the mobile app (jj persecutes me), so sometimes I reply slowly or miss a few comments. Blame me hey hey hey, I'm actually very happy to see everyone leaving comments for me, it's great to be able to talk to you in the spare time of writing, love you guys!

Thank you for feeding the pigeons sugar!Shoot you guys!

↓Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw [Grenade]: 1 Huahua;

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Mine]: Little Rourou, Spicy Ribs, Dragon 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of Su Muqiu; 1 bottle of Wanzi Acridine, ACE, and Yundingzhiding;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!