On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

I don't know if she was really knocked down or fell down by herself. The blonde woman obviously has a bad temper, and her words and demeanor can't hide her impatience. It's just because she is good-looking, even the tails of her eyes are beautiful when she is angry, like an incarnation for A sprig of burning roses.

"Huh? What Pengci—" The woman who didn't intend to admit that she was Pengci had a very bad tone. When she raised her head and stared at her, the bright face that showed through the gap in her hair was full of aggressiveness, "I said you, Don't you plan to apologize when you bump into someone?"

Falling into the vortex of silence of being touched while walking on the road, before Shuangye could reply, the black-haired boy beside her just rightly embraced the arm she was touched just now, turned around and deliberately posed With an exaggerated worried expression, he said distressedly: "Little Shuangye, have you been hurt?!"

Frost Leaf: "..."

No matter how you look at it, it should be that the person who fell on the ground hurts more, right?

Sure enough, the rational nerve in the blond woman's brain, which was deliberately ignored, was snapped with a 'snap'. Seeing the gritted teeth, it seemed that she wanted to kill this annoying pair of dogs on the spot, but for some reason, this The murderous aura was suppressed by him abruptly at this moment.

"Tsk, it's really unlucky——" The woman covered the ankle with her palm, as if he couldn't get up because of the 'fall' just now, and after trying several times with trembling legs, he finally sat back on the ground helplessly He desperately asked the two people in front of him for help: "Hey, at least come here... give me a pull?"

The deep voice that is different from the usual female voice becomes harmless at this moment, and it is covered with a layer of magnetic temptation. This kind of alternative feeling seems to make any man in the world unbearable to refuse. his request.

It's just that the one who was tempted by him was not the man at the scene who only had female companions, but the girl who bumped into him just now.

Adhering to an aesthetically normal personality, Shuangye couldn't bear to see a beautiful woman fall to the ground without being moved, not to mention, she still had something to confirm at this moment.

After exchanging glances with Dazai's calm eyes, she gently broke free from the hand on her shoulder, and walked towards the woman step by step.

"Sorry, are you okay?"

After approaching, the delicate face of the blond woman can undoubtedly be observed more clearly, but it is not the femininity as imagined, and his bones are a little more heroic than the delicate beauty to embellish, making the appearance really The indistinguishable outline becomes more refined and beautiful in the ordinary sense.

Shuang Ye stopped in front of the woman, bent down and stretched out her palm towards him. With the angle of her body leaning, a few strands of smooth black hair just slipped from her shoulders, blocking the light that could have been seen through her side face. Dappled light.

When the woman put her hand on her palm without thinking, Shuang Ye, who finally understood through observation, lowered her silver eyes that blended into the shadows, and said softly, "Come with me."

At that moment, the other party's dark pupils that reflected her appearance suddenly contracted.

At this moment, the woman who was surprised and unsure of her identity was exposed by a word, no longer cared whether Shuangye was aware of her plan, and could only expose the dagger she hid in her coat as early as possible.

He saw a white light of the knife suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the tip of Duan Ren was drawn out by his other free hand in preparation, and stabbed straight at her face, Shuang Ye nimbly turned his head to avoid it. After seeing this sharp edge, his arm passed straight past her ear, bringing a sharp cold wind.

A contest among professional killers suddenly broke out in the narrow dark alley.

Due to the limited terrain and space, the two of them couldn't get too far apart in a short period of time, so they had to use close-up attacks one after another.

The dagger is obviously the weapon used by this strange killer halfway, his movements are fast and ruthless, and the dexterous snow blade is accompanied by his waving to get a pleasure as he wants, almost weaving a secret in just a few seconds. Airtight knife net.

The conditions of melee combat are obviously more favorable for unfamiliar killers who use melee weapons such as daggers, but this does not mean that Shuangye will be at a disadvantage because of this. Although his offensive is fast and intensive, there are still loopholes. Searching.

Avoiding his attack on his vital point, taking advantage of the opportunity when the other party cut the front end of the dagger towards his throat again, Frost Leaf tilted his head back almost close to the tip of the blade, dodging the attack, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab it precisely. He grabbed his wrist and exerted force along the direction of the ulna of the arm. The woman whose wrist was pinned frowned slightly in pain, but he quickly reacted, and with this force, he bent over and gave She round kicked.

Shuangye had no choice but to let go of his wrist and retreat, that long leg wearing red butterfly high-heeled shoes slashed across the air in front of her so fiercely, the moment the other party's skirt fluttered, the flow of time in the whole world seemed to slow down When she got down, Shuangye had to pause slightly because of the picture in front of her.

"...Are you a man?" Accidentally, through the bottom of her skirt, she knew that the other party's physiological structure was different from that of a woman. Shuang Ye followed the movement of lowering her head to dodge the attack, and her voice could not help but be tinged with a bit of indescribable complexity.

However, when she realized that Shuangye had seen her own killing, the opponent's attack became more fierce and ruthless in an instant. The face of the female clothing boss was so dark that it could drip, and the next second he stabbed the short dagger in her abdomen again.

"What are you doing, haven't you seen men wearing women's clothing?!"

"...Probably the first time I've seen you dressed so beautifully."

Shuangye replied quite sincerely, but the other party obviously saw her flamboyant nature at a glance, and after a little startle, she attacked again, raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "You are quite discerning , if it wasn't for the mission, I might be willing to make friends with you."

It's a pity that Shuangye hasn't accepted his invitation yet. Dazai, who had withdrawn from the battle circle before the two started fighting, was the first to be unable to stand the flirtatious scene, and took a few steps forward slowly to show his presence: "Little Shuangye will Make friends with you, she belongs to me."

Even in the midst of fierce battles, Dazai still strolled leisurely as if walking in the back garden. If this appearance fell into the eyes of unsuspecting others, they would probably think that he was no different from committing suicide.

However, Shuangye just took the time to glance at him, and did not stop him from approaching, after all—it was time to end this battle.

Regardless of the gender of the killer in front of him is male or female, Shuangye will not waver in her determination to knock him down.

At the moment when the edge of the dagger hit her face again, Shuang Ye's figure dodged to the front, dodged the attack, and caught his right arm turning the knob until the tip of his elbow was upward, taking advantage of the When the opponent wanted to repeat the same trick as last time, Shuangye didn't let go of the strength in his hand, but stepped forward with a left step and went around behind him, kicking his knee joint.

The big man in women's clothing who lost his center of gravity immediately fell to the ground, with Shuang Ye supporting his lower back with his knees, and his head was firmly pressed to the ground.

It was clear that she was a young girl who was on par with her in stature, but the young man who was crushed on the ground felt as if he was crushed by a huge rock, and the force from his lower back was so sharp that it made him cry out in pain.

Just as he was struggling to shift his head in the girl's hands, trying to see her movements clearly, he noticed that she raised her hand smoothly and lifted the hem of the boy's coat who was walking beside her, and took out the handbag that had been stored in advance. guns on him.

I saw Shuangye's arm drawing an elegant arc in the air, and the dark barrel of the gun was aimed at his temple. At the same time, her cold voice was transmitted into his ears.

"Are you the killer sent by Hua Jiuhui to deal with us?"

After much deliberation, this explanation is the only one that would assassinate them at this juncture is the most reasonable, and Dazai casually took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up the pink wallet that the blond killer inadvertently left behind.

"Obviously, probably... the negotiation broke down." Dazai was not surprised by this result. After all, the Huajiuhui, an organization in Hakata, is not a weak organization. Without a deep understanding, hearing his too young voice will naturally arouse contempt and suspicion.

It's just a pity that things will eventually develop in a more troublesome direction.

"Bodo is really a good city with simple folk customs. Professional killers like you are probably common. According to this skill and favorable terrain, if there is no Xiaoshuangye, maybe it is really possible for you to succeed. .”

Zhan Wuzha Dazai has a clear understanding of his own strength, but he still speaks in a tone of ease this time, because he is now standing on the side of the apex of victory, so he naturally has the confidence to speak like this.Looking through the contents of the wallet, Dazai seemed to have gotten some interesting information.

"Lin...Lin Xianming? You are Chinese." Putting his ID card back to its original place, Dazai found out an old photo from a hidden place. After a little deduction, he pinched his chin and asked: "Is this your sister?"

Noticing that his most important thing was being held in his hands, the killer named Lin suddenly changed his expression, and lowered his voice and shouted: "Hey, don't touch my things—"

"You seem to have made a mistake. Now you have no room to make demands."

Dazai didn't pay attention to Lin's threat at all. After getting the information he wanted, he threw the wallet in front of Lin as if he was tired of playing with toys.

"However, I'm not very interested in your affairs. Whether you have a miserable life experience, or have elderly parents at home, or your sister is waiting for you to go back, it has nothing to do with me."

Following Dazai's continuous utterances, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Shimoba didn't want to listen to his talk about playing hostages anymore, and asked the key question directly: "This killer, what do you plan to do?"

However, Dazai just glanced at the people on the ground. Under his sharp eyes, he seemed to be discussing an insignificant matter, like dusting off his coat. His eyes darkened, and he said softly: " Kill him, we can't let him send the information back."

After these words came out, Lin's back became tense in an instant.

Only then did he realize that the nature of the young man in front of him might be more troublesome than he had imagined. There was a smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes couldn't reveal the slightest hint of a smile. What came out of his lips was not a few words, but sharp swords hanging above his neck. As long as the girl behind him caught one of them, he would be able to cut his throat smoothly.

The faint smell of gunpowder smoke that had been left on the muzzle of the gun gradually transitioned to Lin's nose, seeping into the cold thin sweat unconsciously on his forehead - there is no doubt that this gun is a death scythe that has harvested countless souls.

His gaze passed over the boy's face that seemed to be smiling but not a smiling face, then fell to his wallet on the ground, and finally fixed quietly on the photo on the surface of the dropped wallet.

He was not afraid of the threat of death, but at this moment, he stared at the childish young girl in the photo with his eyes wide open, but a certain belief in his heart kept climbing to his heart, making a deafening beating sound.

Qiaomei...

He hasn't gone back to see her for the last time——

He must not die here.

At this moment, after hearing Dazai's words, Shimoba didn't listen to Dazai's words in time, but observed the surrounding environment in front of and behind the dark alley while remaining silent. Even if her hands were stained with blood, it was no longer an unfamiliar experience, she still had to consider killing people in the street Is it safe.

Sensing the hesitation in her hand, Lin seemed to have found a glimmer of life from it—since she was able to think independently and did not immediately obey the other party's orders, it meant that she undoubtedly had a certain status between the two of them. and the right to speak.

Lin's long, silky golden hair was dragged on the dirty concrete floor, and was already stained with a little dusty dust, but he was not in the mood to take care of his hair at the moment.

Glancing hard at the annoying guy in front of him who regarded his life as nothing, he tentatively turned around with Shuangye's acquiescence, and faced her face, even though she held the gun against her again I'm not afraid to cut my own chin.

"Hey...don't kill me, I can tell you the information of the Huajiuhui." Lin, who put his bargaining chips on the bright side, didn't know if his method would be useful to her, but this meeting still gritted its teeth and took risks. Try it, and slowly show a beautiful smile to the girl who is pressing on him, "And don't you think it's a waste of my face to kill me?"

Just when Shuangye felt confused because of his beauty trick, he heard him say: "I'm cuter than the guy next to you, right? He doesn't know how to dress up like me, does he?"

Frost Leaf: "..."

Are the current women's bigwigs working so hard in order to survive?

However, inexplicably, she subconsciously felt that hairs started to grow on her back. As expected, the sticky bandage spirit beside her gradually restrained her smile because of his provocative words. Deathly silence.

After a while, Dazai looked at Shimoba's face which was shaking a bit, and pursed his lips as if dissatisfied.

"If Xiao Shuangye likes it, I can also dress up as a woman. I'm definitely prettier than him!"

He was answered by a long silence, and after an unknown period of time, the girl's voice was heard belatedly.

"...This is a bit exciting." Mingren Shuangye, who had already made up his mind about women's clothing, nodded to him straight away without saying a word, "But I like it."

The author has something to say: Shuang Ye: Actually, I think Zhongye's women's clothing will be more interesting.

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