On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

Someone set foot on her isolated island.

The moment the mind clearly formed this cognition, the flow of time on this island stopped.

The waves stopped swaying, the seagulls were frozen in the air, and even the sound of the wind in my ears was still, everything was like a frame dropped in front of the screen.

It wasn't until the scarlet ominous color covered the sky again, and the desolate scenery that looked like a dead thing fell into his eyes, that Shuangye regained a short-term consciousness, recalling the past that was completely sealed in the box.

The last time someone touched his body was when he was five years old in the orphanage, when the director grabbed the back of his neck and forced him to the floor, trying to drive a nail into the back of his hand with a hammer.

I don't remember what mistakes I made at that time, or maybe even the reasons for the mistakes were fabricated out of thin air, just to satisfy the selfish desire of adults to abuse.

The only thing she remembered was the unusually cold floor for her as a child, and the thick and rotten smell from the dirty floor that she could smell from her nose.Those dirts are caused by bloodstains that haven't been cleaned for many years. Whenever I think of the cruel punishments that have been experienced on that bloodstain, I feel nauseated.

But in the end, of course, the back of Shuangye's hand was not pierced, because it was at that time that she awakened her abilities.

Otherwise, with such a nail, her hands would be useless, and it would not be her turn to be a big shot in the killer world now.

The days after the awakening of the supernatural powers were actually not that good. When he realized that she still had value for use, the dean sold her to an institution that specialized in cultivating killing tools.

The days of living in institutions are dark gray.

In addition to basic fighting skills courses, there are also special research topics for supernatural abilities.

In order to test the strength of her powers, Frost Leaf was thrown from a height of 3 kilometers by the trainer, or thrown into the deep sea without even giving her an oxygen cylinder, and she was even made to bear the bomb alone in the room. Increase the explosive impact of the amount of explosives.

Her companions at the same time scolded her as a hopelessly obedient dog. No one could kill her, but she accepted the training arrangements for so many years in such a law-abiding manner, begging for mercy at the trainer every day.

It can be seen from this that the relationship between her and the partners who were trained at the same time is not very good, and it can even be said to be very poor.

After all, everyone is suffering in the hell of pain, and only she can avoid it all because of a useful ability.

Once there is such a slight imbalance in my heart, this darkness and extremeness will soon be infinitely magnified in the negative emotions, contagious like a virus, until it engulfs my emotions and rationality to maintain ordinary people's conscience.

Although Shuangye didn't like this group of partners who excluded and brutalized her, but I have to say that they were right.

There, no one can penetrate her protective powers, touch her, kill her.

Inhabiting her space, she is invincible.

It only took one night for Shuangye to successfully wipe out the entire organization, all thanks to her being a gifted killing tool.

The days after parting ways with the contemporaries who agreed to never get in touch with each other are also very clear. She has lived a life of accepting the commission of others to kill specific targets in order to get money rewards, like a muddy stray dog ​​in the street , living in the dark until now.

Shuang Ye originally thought that she would just maintain the status quo until the end, but she didn't expect to be broken by an unexpected man now.

There was an alarm bell in her head, and the entire upside-down field of vision was filled with strange interlaced red and white. When Shuangye realized it, she had cut the black-haired boy's arm backwards, and smashed him deep into the ground without mercy.During the period, there was a slight bone dislocation sound from the other party, probably because the arm was dislocated.

"It really hurts..." Dazai inadvertently groaned like a wounded animal.Only in this case can she clearly realize that what she is facing is a 16-year-old boy, not a human body that has lost its soul and only has basic mobility.

In the usual Shuangye, maybe she would still feel sorry for a handsome guy like him, but forgive her for not being able to take care of her so much now.Because the protective mechanism of the supernatural ability was suddenly lifted, Shuangye's actions revealed a subtle tension, reflecting his silver eyes like the undulating tides on the sea, shimmering with a little bit of surprise and uncertainty.

On the other hand, the young man who was suppressed by her on the ground and screamed in pain was very calm. The half of his side face protruding from the pile of gravel showed an expression of indifference, as if the broken arm belonged to someone else, and his soul And perception has long been separated from this body.

The iris eye protruding from under the messy black hair was quietly watching Shuangye, as if he had sensed some secret from her, he suddenly smiled sullenly.

"Could it be that I am the first person who has the honor to touch you?"

"You..." There was a wave of displeasure in Shuang Ye's eyes, and just as he was about to say something to him, there was a rapid gunshot in the air.

With a 'bang', it sank into the distracted Frost Leaf's shoulder.

In an instant, the bloody rose hidden in her body splattered petals from the gunshot wound, and sprinkled in the night sky that was about to dawn.

Shimoba's face suddenly turned pale due to blood loss and pain, she quickly covered her shoulders, rolled to the side and away from Dazai's direction.Almost when her back heel was ten centimeters away from the opponent, the rain of bullets aimed at her.

The ground shattered by the bullets screamed in agony, and the dust splashed from the mud was flying everywhere. In the center of such a terrifying bullet rain, I am afraid that no normal person has the confidence to say that he can survive.

But Shuangye is an exception to that one-in-a-million.

"Your ability can 'eliminate' other abilities?" Shuang Ye's cold voice came from the smoke.

The gunfire suddenly ceased on receiving someone's instructions.

"Yes, my supernatural ability [Disqualification in the World] can nullify all supernatural abilities that my body touches."

Dazai, who signaled his subordinates to stop attacking, stood up unsteadily from the ground, put the transmitter that had accidentally dropped on the ground back into his suit pocket with his other good hand, and then raised his eyes to observe the returning frost leaf. On the body, spreading to about half a meter from the surface of the body, there is a distorted and brilliant supernatural barrier constantly flowing.

"And what covers the surface of your body is the ability to resist any physical damage?" Dazai seemed to be simply expressing his doubts.

"Although I don't have the obligation to answer you, I still have to make a correction. My ability [Island] is not 'resist', but 'isolation'."

Shuangye's tone was as flat as a straight line, which was enough to tell how bad her mood was at the moment.

"Specifically, the subspace developed by my ability is a different space isolated from the normal space, which can isolate all objects, toxins, impacts, and even light that are not allowed to enter, not limited to ordinary physical attacks. .”

Hearing these words, Dazai was taken aback for a moment, and could not help but be drawn into a certain distant time in the past, but soon, Shuangye's next words made him have to quickly return his consciousness.

"Then that's the end of the explanation about the ability. You can tell me now——you were actually 'delaying time' just now, right? The purpose was just to drag me to the place where your subordinates arrived. a moment."

This is a sending proposition.

There is a feeling that as long as Dazai answers yes, his body will be separated in the next second.

"Why, I just want to say a few more words to the woman I fell in love with at first sight." Dazai fiddled with a very frank and innocent expression, but when he saw Shimeba who was still indifferent, his brows could not help but bleed. Helpless: "But miss, you probably won't believe it."

"Yes, your beauty is useless to me." Shuang Ye nodded expressionlessly, no matter how she slid out the piano wire from her cuff, there was a sense of self-deprecation, "Anyway, I think today It's impossible to go back to sleep at night, so prepare your last words, I don't intend to let anyone who stands here be spared."

Just as soon as these words tainted with cold killing intent were blurted out, the black suits surrounded by the surrounding suddenly raised the muzzle of their guns uncontrollably. As long as the index finger was bent slightly, a hail of bullets would immediately come rushing again.

However, Dazai, who was facing the threat directly, did not have the slightest fear in his eyes. He held the arms hanging limply by his side, his face was full of expectant trance, and he looked up at the sky, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be dissipating in the air. bubbles.

"Last words... I hope it won't hurt too much before I die."

"as you wish."

Shuang Ye's tone was indifferent to the dying person.

As soon as she took half a step on her front foot, the men in black around her reacted like frightened herbivores. As human beings, they will stand still and fight until the last moment.

The metal bullet casings in front of her were scattered on the ground like money, and a series of bullets shot out from the smoking muzzle, frantically bombarding the girl who was trying to approach Dazai, but was engulfed by a layer of transparent ripples in front of her, and then lost All functions fall at her feet.

In the battlefield symphony played by the bullets, Dazai seemed to be standing in the middle of the huge dance floor, smiling gracefully as he watched the object he invited to dance towards him step by step.

He knew very well that the girl was holding the black scythe of death in her hand, but she remained motionless, with that devout attitude that was ready to kill, as if she was facing the only thing that could bring him the long-sought rest for him who was living in the world. messenger.

The silver light slipping from the sleeves of frost leaves floated in the dark night, after Dazai burned the image of the kind-hearted man in front of him into his heart for the last time, he closed his eyes with a smile.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." He said softly.

The silver piano wire had kissed his neck silently, but just when the sharp edge of the string was about to cut his throat, someone suddenly inserted forcefully into the match.

"Dazai—"

The voice that obviously belonged to another boy resounded like thunder in the open space. He quickly reached out and grabbed Dazai's back collar and pulled him away from the attacking range of the piano wire. Throwing Dazai behind him.

Dazai, who was thrown at a safe distance like a black rag, climbed up from the ground with a broken face, and finally made a yelling behavior suitable for his own age at this moment.

"Just a little bit, obviously I was able to welcome the thing I've been looking forward to for a long time, ahhh—why is there such a nasty slug in this world!"

Unappreciated, veins popped out of Zhongya's forehead immediately, and he couldn't help but scolded him from the air: "Huh?! What kind of attitude do you have towards the person who came to save you on purpose, you damn it! My mackerel! If it wasn't for the boss's order, I wouldn't be in charge of your life!"

"I'm going to curse you this time, from now on, no matter how much milk you drink, you won't grow one centimeter taller!"

"Don't give me such an annoying curse again, bandage bastard!!"

Zhong Ye, who hastily took over the battle, seemed to want to quickly end the status quo so that he could blow up Dazai's head, so the offensive gradually became fiercer. However, Shimoba was not an easy opponent to deal with. The situation became more and more stalemate.

The young man who had fought against her in Warehouse Street was indeed a formidable enemy in melee combat. Even if he was shot in the chest, it would not affect his movements at all. The continuous rain of fists and roundabout kicks was as fast as a black whirlwind. They continuously attacked Shuangye's body.

Although she couldn't cause any substantial damage to her, under such high-intensity physical exertion, the pain from the wound on Shuangye's shoulder where too much blood had disappeared gradually made her feel powerless.

Spreading the scope of the ability to about one meter around the body, Shiroba stood in the center of the space and panted calmly. Suddenly, he walked around the figure of Chuya, stared at the direction where the black-haired boy was standing in the distance, and asked him: "Is this also within your calculation range?"

Dazai, who was questioned by her, made an aggrieved excuse: "I'm not, I don't."

He really wanted to die.

Shuangye: "..." I don't really believe this guy with a belly full of black mud.

Seeing that any attack he landed on the opposite side could not cause her any harm, Nakaya couldn't help but slowly stopped the attack in his hand, turned his head to look at Dazai, and handed over the order given by the leader to him.

"Hey Dazai, I have already reported what happened. What the boss means is that this 'gift' is left to you to handle."

"A gift..." Dazai seemed to be chewing on a word worth pondering, and there was no big change in his smile, as if he had expected this long ago.

"Actually, I think it's better for both of us not to shoot at each other. This is my suggestion based on the consideration of 'timely stop loss'."

Shuang Ye looked at the black-haired boy who was speaking, and asked expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"

"Miss Killer is an expert who really knows how to take the other person's life more efficiently. If you are really serious, even if there is a middleman present, it may be difficult for others, including me, to survive tonight."

While Dazai was talking, he involuntarily walked towards Shimeba, but under her faintly resisting attitude, she still smiled wryly and took the initiative to stop her steps at a distance that both parties felt was appropriate.

"And if you really plan to do this, you will usher in endless revenge from Port Mafia. I don't think we have reached that point yet."

"so what?"

"So I think there should be a better solution."

Dazai smiled casually, thick darkness poured out from the dead sea-like silent eyes, as long as he glanced briefly, he seemed to be able to see the bones sunk in the blood sea that represented the darkness of the world itself.

"The rule of Mafia in the port is 'if you are attacked, you must pay back a hundred times'. Since someone can hire a killer at a high price to deal with us, a Hong Kong gangster traitor, of course we can use the same method to buy his life."

Frost Leaf: "I won't reveal the employer's information."

This is the basic principle that everyone in the mixed industry understands. The more powerful the killer, the higher the reward, the less stupid he will be to break this rule.

"Ah, about this, I actually already know who it is." Dazai put one hand in his coat pocket and said in a relaxed tone: "I will not do anything to embarrass you, miss, the only thing I hope to get is The response is just a nod from you."

"It doesn't do you any good, does it?" Shuang Ye glanced at him, trying to sense the trap or deception in his impeccable expression, but the other party naturally let her look at him, and said Words that surprised her too.

"Of course there is."

Dazai smiled slowly, the arc of his pale lips was very shallow, but exuded a tenderness that could make people fall into the deep sea with him willingly.

"This will allow me to see you again after tonight."

The author has something to say: Da Zai: Online teasing.

Frost Leaf: Unplug mercilessly... No, unplug the network cable.

In fact, Shuangye's ability is quite similar to that of Lantang, but she can't use it to drive corpses (x). Currently, this ability is positioned at the stage of supporting, and she still relies on her ability to make ends meet.

Then you might encounter something like this:

Chuya: Your supernatural ability...is quite similar to someone I know.

Shuangye: I don't accept the setting of a stand-in lover, thank you.

Chuya: Who the hell told you that she was my lover! ! !