On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

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ha?Little Apple?

Zhong Yuanzhong also said that although he and Mr. Clown are the only ones in the room, he doesn't want to be called Little Apple, which is a wretched name with jokes in it, pervert in banter, and something inexplicably raised in pervert.

"Mr. Clown's side job is fruit farming?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his palm towards the back, the dagger that nailed the playing cards to the wall was covered with a layer of dark red, it vibrated as if it had a sense of its own, and finally broke free from the wall with a "chuss" Returning to Zhongya's palm in Zhongyuan, he flicked the dust off the dagger casually with his gloved fingers.

to make an evaluation.

"It's really a simple working people."

Xi, a simple working people, Suo Wenyan showed a strange smile, and licked his thin lips with the tip of his red tongue. "Apple is worth killing only when it grows up. Why don't you come and be killed by me now?"

Is this guy a pervert?

Zhong Yuanzhong also inserted the dagger back into his waist, and he didn't show much surprise when he heard the words: How should I put it, although it was the first time he met the fruit farmer/Mr. Clown, I somehow felt that his words were very suitable for this person's style.

There is no sense of violation and.

"Kill me?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also laughed out loud, and casually opened his eyelids. "You can't."

The evil spirit precipitated by the high-level black people who have lived in Hong Kong for a long time soaked out, reducing the temperature of the room to below zero. The man who exposed a strong killing intent formed a low pressure.

The atmosphere became tense.

"is that so."

Mr. Guo Nong showed a smile of the real murderer of the serial murder case, and slowly bent down, his beautiful texture made a dangerous posture of a cheetah hunting, and his slender eyes were squinted because of excitement.

Is it a metamorphosis killer who prefers fighting?Probably still the kind of immortal, this kind of character will not be bound by anything, so he will become a member of the European mafia——

Pursue the pleasure of killing the strong.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of this, his obsidian-like pupils showed a trace of pity, and he spread his hands: "Mr. Guo Nong wants to have a hearty fight with me? I am currently on a mission. If I have the opportunity, I would also like to try Mr. Guo Nong How powerful."

To be honest, Zhongyuan Zhong did not confirm that the opponent might be a murderous *human* maniac, a militant with no lower limit.Will it work with him because of his desire to fight.

After all, a normal person will know that he is delaying time and tricking him into being a tool person as soon as he hears it.Sure enough, it was Osamu Dazai who designed others or something——

"Well, so when can you have a hearty fight with me?"

"?????"

Zhong Yuanzhong also slowly typed a "?", watching helplessly that the tall fruit farmer, who was overflowing with murderous aura just now, withdrew his stance of attacking at any time, asked obediently and fucking sensiblely, and smiled with his slender eyes.

The attitude is simply not too good.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also tried to find his voice: "At least the task must be completed."

Mr. Guo Nong hooked his index and middle fingers outward, and the playing cards returned to his hand.The tone of the inquiry was unexpectedly docile or well-behaved. "Then what do I need to do?"

Are you really the same person as that sickly and perverted guy with an over-performing index just now?

Nakahara Zhong also looked at the flame-like red hair above his head, the strange makeup on his face, and the long and narrow blade-like triangular eyes. At first glance, Mr. Guo Nong, the murderer in the perverted murder case, was staring at him with a smile at the moment, although he could feel his appearance. appreciation meaning.

but--

There is always such a trace of perverted uncle who tricks him out of prison with the illusion of amiable appearance. I don't know why it feels inexplicable and fits the fruit farmer's illusion very well.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound of hurried footsteps appeared outside the door at this moment, and the sound of the steps was heavy, and it could be seen that the person was mixed with some emotions.

Ah, to find fault.He could probably guess who it was.

Zhong Yuan also turned his head to Mr. Fruit Farmer, and put his index finger on his lips in a "shh" gesture: "Just keep silent about what you saw, Mr. Fruit Farmer."

*****

The sound of footsteps had already reached the door, and Zhong Yuan saw Mr. Guo Nong smiling and disappearing into the room.

The next second his door was violently opened.

...really busy.It has been the third person since waking up.These guys have never seen outsiders?

Zhongya Zhongya was thinking, and the chair placed in the distance was covered with a layer of red light and floated over, spontaneously landed behind Zhongya, and he sat down on his buttocks. "What's the matter, sir?"

"Night fight!!"

The man who was clamoring to fuck him in the background last night rushed in aggressively.The anger in those eyes was about to flow out in substance, one hand grabbed Nakahara Chuya's collar and pulled him up: "How dare you treat me so presumptuously?"

The presumptuous one is you.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's indifferent eyes lightly fell on him. "Why don't you tell me, sir, what made you so angry?"

He had just finished speaking, and he could immediately feel the man's anger getting worse, and even the hand that was tightly grasping his collar trembled a lot.Shouting hoarsely:

"To shut up!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also let him tug on his collar with a half-smile, "Sir, it's because you failed yesterday and lost face in front of your companions, so today you're unwilling to give up and propose to have sex with me?"

"Shut up!" Veins appeared on the man's forehead, and the hostility also covered his entire cheek.He stared closely at the beautiful omega in front of him who was calm and indifferent from the beginning to the end, as if he was staying out of it: "Shut up!"

"Then." Zhong Yuan showed a smile on his expressionless face, and deliberately moved closer to the man's gesture of pulling his collar, with a very soft tone. "You were rejected, and you came here in a fit of rage and wanted to fuck me. It's just an omega anyway, so they can't kill me if you kill me first."

- all right.

The man's pupils constricted for a while, as if he was staring at Nakahara Nakaya for the first time, he stared closely at the omega in front of him with black hair, fair skin, and delicate eyebrows.

Looking at him with a smile on his face at this moment is amazing.

But the indifference engraved in his bones and the absolute coercion that can convey killing intent with just a single look after being in the dark for a long time in chaos and blood, even if he looks at people indifferently. There is calmness in the face of all-powerful supernatural beings.

At this moment he even had doubts:

"Are you really an omega?"

Zhong Yuan also laughed softly, "Do you want me to be an omega, sir?"

Regarding Zhongyuan Zhongye's noncommittal attitude, the impatient man didn't have the mood to ask, he directly stretched his hand to the back of Zhongyuan Zhongye's neck and tore off the isolation pheromone ok stretch that was pressing on the omega gland with a "hiss"!

The man's movements stopped, and the whole person seemed to be stilled.

No!

The back of Yato's neck was smooth, and there were no glands at all.

The man's shocked expression hadn't faded away, and he quickly reacted: "You put on the omega restraint bandage to lower our defenses? You approached us on purpose—"

"Too loud, sir."

Before the man's astonished voice fell, he felt his neck being scratched by a cold sharp weapon, and then he felt speechless. When he widened his eyes in astonishment, he realized that the young man named Yato, There was an extra dagger in his hand.

Those dark eyes were indifferent and cold, and there was no trace of emotion on his face, as if he was just a dead thing.

He didn't even see when the other party touched the knife and when he made the move, and his vocal cords were cut off, and his technique was so skillful that he didn't seem to act for the first time!

Is it—

Zhong Yuanzhong also held the dagger between his fingers, his eyes were cold and his expression was calm.Seeing the man's shocked look, he didn't give him another chance to express, and stabbed the cold dagger into his heart.

"Farewell, sir."

*****

"Is it okay to be seen by me? Little Apple."

With joy in his voice, the man beside him opened the large wardrobe to reveal his long legs.The man has long hands and feet, and a tall figure. Even though he is wearing weird clothes and heavy makeup, he still cannot conceal his handsomeness and a trace of evil.

When he didn't show his murderous desire, he squinted his eyes, and there was a weird sexy in it.

"Didn't Mr. Guo Nong promise me a long time ago to keep silent about what I saw next?" Zhong Yuanzhong also shook the blood on the dagger, and looked down to see that his wine red shirt was stained with red, wine red and fresh blood It was soaked in one piece, making him frown and flick. "Or Mr. Guo Nong was excited when he saw the blood, so he wanted to change his mind?"

Of course, there is no principle for a lunatic who loves fighting and is a little sick.In the last second, we can face each other with swords, and in the next second, we can overthrow the negotiated cooperation.

Central Plains will not be surprised.

So when the voice just fell and felt the strong wind coming, I was extremely calm.

"You're right, I'm excited."

The smile on the corners of Mr. Guo Nong’s lips was extremely strange, and his long and thin eyes were narrow and condensed with a morbid obsession. He stretched out his hand suddenly——

But he grabbed Zhongyuan Zhongye's hand holding the dagger.

The undeniable force forced Chuya's hand to turn over,

He leaned over with a smile and stretched out his wet and crimson tongue to lick away the still warm blood on the blade of the dagger. During this period, those slender and long golden eyes stared at Nakahara Chuya's eyes without blinking.

"not enough."

Mr. Clown's voice was full of joy and excitement. The bloodthirsty madness and desire for battle filled him with killing desire, and his voice was sick.

"When I am patiently waiting for you, remember to speed up and complete the task. I...can't wait to taste your blood. Zhongya Zhongyuan."