How I was forced to be the villain

The two stared at each other for a long time in the wind.In the eyes of passers-by, the musician looked at Xiu with sad and desperate eyes, as if no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any closer to him, and felt the deepest pain and torture, but Xiu didn't respond at all. .

"Enough, stop it." The musician held the harp tightly.

"I have to get him. Even if you want to stop me, I will never show mercy." Xiu frowned slightly, showing a helpless expression, but Gan looked even more sad.Because Xiu's helplessness may only stay on the surface and cannot penetrate into the heart.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel a little subtle, who would Mr. Xiu want?Isn't it a little weird how things are going?

Seeing that Mr. Qian was so sad, the supporters behind him were not happy.

How do you look at the current scene? It looks like the person on the other side has done something to be sorry for Mr. Gan. It would be great if a beauty like Mr. Gan could smile. How could anyone be willing to make him sad?Scumbag!

"You--um." A young man was about to rush forward angrily to say something, when a hand behind him covered his mouth and dragged him back.

"Be quiet, don't make trouble." Jing Yeyan directly pulled back the person who was about to rush out to make trouble, and threatened, "I don't want to be too rough on this occasion."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the young man casually.

The young man trembled. He was sure that these two people were the part of the mafia that could not be messed with.There are also some people in the mafia that people don't want to get involved with at all, such as Peng Lie's Yunshou, who is an existence that everyone will detour when they see it.After he nodded quickly, Jing Yeyan let him go. After being let go, the young man could only look at Mr. Qian's back and sigh regretfully.

"Stop it." Gan said such words even though he knew there was no room for turning around.

However, Xiu just continued to walk over step by step, and said indifferently, "Get out of the way."

Qian waved the harp, "I will stop you."

Xiu was unmoved, the golden crown on his finger was reduced to ashes, and a sword wrapped in a golden hilt appeared in his hand, a sword with an extraordinary origin that could be seen just by looking at it.

The realization of the concept - the blade of King Asura.

Asura Knife, whose sheath is King Asura himself, is a weapon capable of destroying heaven and earth.

With the appearance of Shura Knife, the "distorted concept" that Xiu used to cover his face gradually disappeared. After seeing the face clearly, the onlookers were stunned.

The heartbeat rang in my ears like thunder.

What a beautiful person.

A holy, powerful, cold and cruel man is like an ice mist flower blooming in an extremely cold place.

Even if the alarm of danger is sounded in the mind, it still cannot prevent the onlookers from being attracted to this person.

"You can't stop me." Xiu turned his eyes slightly, looking at someone in the crowd.

Kyono nods slightly.Xiu closed his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he was ready to fight.He swung the Asura Saber vigorously, and an invisible saber aura flew over. Gan raised his harp to resist the saber aura, and the battle began.

At the beginning, everyone thought it was just two strong people fighting, but the result became more and more shocking. Looking at the two people fighting in the sky, from time to time, the sword energy would fall and hit the ground. There are extremely deep cracks, and the seemingly weak stem shakes the ground when hit.

"This, is this really human?"

Two handsome men who seem to have descended from the gods use gorgeous and powerful abilities. Standing on the ground and looking up at them at the moment, they are like human beings who have accidentally entered the battlefield of the gods. Under such power, the insignificant self Feel the terror of extinction.

"Are you going to survive such a person?" Osamu Dazai whispered softly, his eyes were sparkling with moonlight or water, "There is no one who is willing to give up his life for you this time."

He seemed to have an indescribable tenderness.

gentle?Dazai?impossible.

Jing Yeyan also looked at the two people who seemed to be fighting fiercely in the sky, and then pointed: "That's true, but if he is here, maybe we have no chance."

"It's not us, you are the only one he wants to kill!" Osamu Dazai said angrily.

"Don't be so fussy." Jing Yeyan waved his hand.

"I don't want to die with you!"

(Mori Ogai: Dazai-kun, Kyono-kun, stop arguing...)

Said as if who would like to die with him.Jing Yeyan's forehead was throbbing with veins.

"Even if I die, I will not die before the suicide maniac." Jing Yeyan looked calm, with small flames in his eyes.

"You survive that person's hands before you talk about it!" Osamu Dazai approached with his fists clenched.

(Mori Ogai: You two pretended not to hear it on purpose, right!)

Jing Yeyan sneered and was about to continue arguing with him, but from Xiu's field of vision, he saw a saber aura flying towards him.He grabbed Dazai's arm without thinking, and pulled him over forcefully under Dazai's surprised gaze.

The Asura Knife is dangerous no matter how much it manifests. Unless Kyono Yan really turns himself into the Asura King, it is simply impossible to completely control the Asura Knife.

A cool wind brushed the back of Osamu Dazai's neck, and the saber air hit the wall behind him. With a bang, there was a big hole in the wall. Dazai Osamu, who realized what had happened, looked at Kyono Yan in astonishment.

After his body was suspended in the air for a short time, he lost his balance and fell forward, throwing himself on Jing Yeyan's body.

Jing Yeyan only felt a burst of impact, and then staggered two steps back and fell to the ground, barely supporting the ground with his hands so as not to be hit directly and lie down.

The tentacles of the spirit were still extending from the sky, Jing Yeyan's eyes went blank for a moment, and only one thought remained in his mind.

Dazai is so heavy.

His head hit Jingyeyan's chest, and Jingyeyan felt a pain in his chest: "Cough, are you trying to take this opportunity to kill me? You don't have to rush to get revenge."

Osamu Dazai got up quickly, "Are you okay?"

"Barely counts." Kyono Yan rubbed his chest and looked at Dazai condemningly, and then felt uncomfortable being stared at by Dazai Osamu, those impenetrable eyes seemed to convey something incomprehensible, so that People subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was Jing Yeyan who changed the subject first, "Peng Lie is here, and their battle is coming to an end."

As Kyono said, the battle should be over, otherwise it will be fought until next year.

Xiu retreated a certain distance after seeing Vongola's troops, and then a cloak flashed by, disappearing into the air like a magician.

Bai Lan and the others would actually come to pick him up, but it's not too unexpected after thinking about it, Xiu is still useful to them.

By exposing Xiu in front of everyone, Bai Lan and the others wanted to completely push him to the opposite of everyone.No wonder they were not worried about his revealing their location if he didn't cooperate.

Putting the bomb at the hotel on his head, now he and Vengley and even all the other mafia can no longer stand side by side, no one will trust him anymore.And Bai Lan's accomplices who stole Pengo Lie's arsenal were logically considered to be Xiu. Generally speaking, they cut off Xiu's retreat from all angles.

It's not too bad a result now, at least the script was completed before.

......

Or maybe this is what he deliberately did in order to complete the script.

When Jing Yeyan thought this way, Xiu Zai smiled silently, no matter what, as long as the result is in favor of him, it will be fine.

But if they don't express their dissatisfaction, they may think that they can really manipulate him so easily.

The moment he came out of the cloak, Jing Yeyan held the Shura knife with both hands, and smashed it to the ground from mid-air, and the Shura knife penetrated deeply into the ground.

His sudden movement startled the other three.

But before they asked anything, with the Asura Knife as the center, invisible energy vibrated, and the whole building made a sound of being overwhelmed.

"Wait—" A large drop of sweat ran across Gogol's forehead.

Jing Yeyan stared at Gogol expressionlessly, and silently expressed the meaning of "what else can you say".

Gogol thought of the battle he had just had, the kind of power that all human beings fear.Under fear, Gogol felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The clown's eyes were crooked, not only was he not afraid, but he was still looking forward to Xiu's anger.

Jingoyan: Perverted?

He continued to exert force, and a burst of greater energy directly overturned several people. Fyodor finally looked at the person whose face did not waver at all.

Die.

He is saying so.

Fyodor seemed to want to laugh, he closed his eyes and raised his head, his neck bent into a nice arc, and then the three of them were moved outside by Gogol.

The speakeasy collapsed.

Fortunately, those who felt the vibration thought it was an earthquake, so they all ran out, and the only one left in the bar was Kyono Yan in Xiu's shell.

Sure enough, after being able to see clearly, in the middle of a deep circular pit, a man kneeling on one knee held the handle of a knife in both hands.

He bowed his head, and a beam of moonlight fell, looking like a holy knight.

This reminded Fyodor of the story of Great Britain where the one who draws the sword becomes the king.

But this man was by no means a man of great integrity.

Xiu pulled out his sword, stood up and held the knife, full of murderous aura.

Fyodor said softly, "Have you calmed down?"

Jing Yeyan, who thought it was enough, wanted to lift the knife again, but it was enough to toss here, so he had to grasp the level.

He stood straight and didn't answer, but Fyodor already understood what he meant.He just smashed a base, and this person was unexpectedly easy to coax.

"That's good." Fyodor whispered to the boss for a while, and the boss nodded and arranged for the others to move.The guests had gone home, and the bar men were clearing up the debris.He walked up to Kyono Yan, "I'm sorry for doing such a thing, but we need your strength, it's up to you, I'm sorry."

What he said was very sincere. If Jing Yeyan knew what kind of person he was, he would have believed his nonsense.

The Asura Knife disappeared, and Kyono Yan, who had put on the crown again, returned to his previous unrecognizable face, "We are just a temporary alliance."

Fyodor replied calmly: "Of course."

Bai Lan clapped her hands, "What a perfect ending."

The three standing together, plus a vehicle man, look very harmonious...at least on the surface.

On the other side, after Xiu left, Gan slowly fell from mid-air, his body staggered, and he seemed injured.

People around wanted to come over, but hesitated a little, only Osamu Dazai came over.

"Mr. Gan, it's so dangerous."

"What's the matter with you?" Qian clutched his chest and frowned.

"It's not that I have something to do, it should be Mr. Gan, don't you have anything to tell us? Why do you want to protect Jingye?"

Gan seemed to have thought of something, bowed his body, hugged himself tightly, his hair drooped down to cover his face.

"What's wrong?" Osamu Dazai put his hands on his shoulders, and suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise.

trembling?

"Are you OK?"

Gan didn't speak all the time, and after a long silence, Osamu Dazai heard his hoarse voice.

"Have you heard of the Twilight Order?"