I have special resignation skills

Fanatical believers opened their eyes.

Dirty eyes stared at the sleeping girl on the high seat.

There was a buzz of conversation in the hall, and every believer quickly opened his mouth to express his bitterness, fearing that others would preempt the opportunity.

Forgive your faithful believers first, angel.

The man seemed very happy to see all this. When he opened his arms and opened his mouth to make a declaration, he saw the girl's frowning and trembling eyelashes out of the corner of her eye.

Pressing down with their palms, the believers closed their murmuring mouths one after another.

The hall returned to silence.

The girl moved her hands crossed on her abdomen, she slowly raised her eyelids, and the tired and holy Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes.

The hall illuminated by the crystal lamp seems to be a little brighter because of the girl's gaze. This is not an ordinary ornately decorated hall, but a paradise that everyone yearns for!

When Mao woke up, she felt her head was a little heavy. She thought it was a side effect of the powerful sleeping pill.But when her sight became clearer and her mind became clearer, she felt that the weight distribution of her head was ring-shaped, like a ring-shaped ornament worn on her head.

The clothes were also completely changed, from the original light sportswear to a skirt similar to the combination of medieval ladies and Greek mythology elements.

The skirt was the same as this hall, pure white without a trace of dust, not even a single wrinkle.The main fabric is fine silk, and the soft material fits Mao's body.

The skirt is very long and spreads down to the stairs.

White roses are scattered on the skirt, against the light-colored constellation map.

Shino's eyes froze, this is Gemini, the third house in zodiac, and it is also her zodiac sign.

Is this a coincidence?Mao denied this doubt in his heart, if it was a coincidence, then this person's clear weakness and ability to her is also a coincidence...?This is impossible.

The flowering period of white roses is in summer, but now it has entered winter, Mao can imagine how expensive these roses are.

There is also this hall that looks like a royal palace. In the distance, there is a huge spiral staircase, a purely decorative indoor fountain, and a huge ceiling crystal chandelier that reflects the shining light.

The pure red high seat is surrounded by exquisitely carved transparent flower carvings, and the entire hall seems to be built just for this one seat.

If it weren't for the haggard-looking faces on the ground, Mao would almost think she had jumped in time, which is incredible.There is no such a large building as far as she knows.

The man on the side stared at Mao who hadn't recovered his strength for a long time, he pinched his Adam's apple with his white gloved hand, and said softly to Mao, "Welcome."

Mao felt a huge sense of desolation and trembling hit her heart, and she clenched her hands tightly.

It was this voice, she suddenly remembered.

"Angel." The other party called her this way, his dark and lifeless eyes made waves, and then turned into a star lake where the white swan stayed.

He is a handsome man with peach blossom eyes, high nose and thin lips.But when people see this face, they will only think that he is a beautiful woman, maybe because of his soft temperament, maybe because of his natural pale pink lips, maybe because of the men who strike up a conversation and confess to him again and again .

If he was really a woman, he might be a star on the screen, a model in a magazine, and fulfill his dream of being a flight attendant.

Possibly... unfortunately...

He is a complete man from the heart to the physical structure.

Born in a poor small village, as he grew up day by day, the praise around him gradually faded away, and everyone laughed at his appearance and his voice.

"A monster that is neither male nor female."

Both parents were ordinary farmers, they were afraid of their son's appearance, and ignorantly believed the villagers' saying that he was an evil god.

In the middle of the night, a mob engulfed their house.

There was nothing in the room, only an abandoned him.

Holding the doll his mother gave him, he saw the dark figure outside the house through the raging fire.

He could see clearly and hear clearly.

There were noisy laughter outside, filled with his excitement and peace of mind that he had burned the evil god to death.

The few children had never seen such a posture before. They laughed and picked up the dead leaves and threw them into the fire, while chanting unknown tunes.

"Burning evil gods, taking health;

dry leaves, to help the fire;

The neither male nor female monster turns into charcoal, hee hee~"

The cloth rabbit fell on the hot ground, was instantly licked by the dancing flames, and burned to the ground.

The parents stood in the distance, hugging his younger siblings, exhaling while rubbing their chests, their expressions were never relaxed.

The mother gently stroked the child's head, and she said: "Our family can finally live in peace."

family?What's the meaning?What's the meaning?What does it mean? !

The burnt wooden strip fell and hit the junction of the boy's shoulder and neck.

It hurts...so hot, someone help me...

The snowflakes were falling, and the boy was lying in a dark alley in shabby clothes. He had just been hunted for revenge, and the other party brought a group of people. He killed half of them and fled here.

With a beautiful face and snow-stained white hair, the boy looks like an angel who has fallen from the mortal world.

So cold... so hungry, is there anyone...

"Crunch, crunch." The little sheepskin boots stepped on the snow.

A finger poked him, and the little girl's soft voice sounded: "Dad, I found an angel dropped here!"

Contrary to the warmth, the girl's breath seemed to be sweet.

On this day, he saw an angel.

Just as he thought, everyone in the village went to hell and turned into skinny corpses; but he was saved by an angel.

"What's your name, Brother Angel?" The long blond hair seemed to be flowing with light, and the little girl stared at him and asked with her face in her hands.

The boy's mouth squirmed, and his eyes were like soft feathers, for fear of hurting the girl with his sight.

"I don't have a name."

"Father's" surname, "Mother's" first name, the union of two sins, the entanglement of the black branches of two hellish beings.Such a disgusting name, how could Angel hear it.

The girl pondered for a while, then she raised her head with a smile, her lovely smile revealing her indulgence: "Then call it aoi?"

あおい (Kwai).

Female names should be the most hated by teenagers.

"Watanabe Aoi!" The girl's milky body hugged him, "Brother Angel, you have a name, so don't be sad..."

You have a name, and you have what others have.

With crooked eyebrows and a gentle smile, the young man raised his arms to embrace the little girl.

"Yes, I have a name."

It was Aoi, not Watanabe Aoi, the young man who was a professional killer left the angel's paradise.

After that day, the killer "Burning" changed his title. Every time he killed the target, he would smile and whisper in the ear of the target who still had consciousness: "May angel wash away your sins."

"Smiling face".Behind the simple and easy-to-understand aliases are piles of corpses.

"May Angel bless Aoi - your loyal believer."

The young killer changed his identity and returned to Watanabe again. They were collaborators.

The boy reached an agreement with Kazuhiko Watanabe, and they could continuously provide Kazuhiko Watanabe with various medicines for his experiments, and there was only one price, which was his daughter, Shino Watanabe.

Kazuhiko Watanabe agreed without hesitation, and the moment Aoi turned around, the man in business showed a sharp edge in his eyes.

The boy was deceived, and Watanabe Kazuhiko's laboratory mastered the method of medicine, rushed to Yokohama overnight, and gave the boy the empty shell and mess.

The hall was silent, and Mao froze. She still remembered him, the man who proposed to Kazuhiko Watanabe to "buy" her.

He is the enemy, and also... that brother angel with a stunning face.

The man knelt on one knee, staring at her reverently and fanatically.

"Angel, welcome!"

The voices of the crowd came like a tide.

"Welcome."

Mao stared at the faces of believers with sunken cheeks.Their faces were yellow and thin, and the exposed white gloves were limply stuck to the ground, like bones crawled from hell and mixed into heaven.

'Go to hell and become a skinny mummy'

The man has black hair and black eyes, with the beauty of a night elf.Like the believers, he lowered his other leg and knelt down next to Shino's seat, with his forehead resting on the ground.

The long-armed and long-legged man tried his best to shrink himself up, occupying the smallest area.

angle... Please listen to the sins of believers, and forgive sinners for their sins.

The golden crown inlaid with rubies fell down, rolled down the long quartz steps, and collided with the marble floor that could be used as a mirror, making a dull sound.

"Clap."

The worshiper closest to the crown stopped breathing.

The girl slowly sat up straight, her movements were stiff but elegant.The ornaments on the skirt collided and made a crisp sound of jingling.

In the center of the ceiling is an abstract painting of the intersection of the sun and the moon, and the part belonging to the sun is faintly glowing.

The stained glass behind the high seat reflects the soft moonlight, which is reflected on the white robes of the believers.

Inorganic eyes swept over the kneeling believers, and the girl opened her lips and said word by word: "Please, I forgive..."

The man's body trembled, this was a wish he had been waiting for for several years.As Aoi Watanabe back then, he was always called an older brother by Mao.

In fact, he didn't want to, he was so filthy, as long as he could get a look from Angel, he would be grateful enough, and how could he be called brother and sister with Angel.

There was no agile light in his black eyes, and when he looked at Mao, it was just a piece of scorched earth.

A black figure descended from the sky and kicked the man away.

The latter crashed into the wall, fell into it, and coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

The young man's cobalt blue eyes were full of vigorous vitality, he hooked his lips arrogantly, and smashed the stone steps with one foot.

"Hey, do you know the end of going against Hong Kong gangsters?"