why the god of the world

Kaya kept silent considerately.

In the darkness, the people next to him leaned against him without saying a word.

Maybe it's too pure darkness that snatches people's air, and the pain of suffocation gives people a wonderful illusion.

Kami felt that he seemed to have leaned against people with the same aura as him thousands of times, faced death, ushered in new life, and fell into pain, but more importantly, he had enjoyed the long and hard life. blessing.

"Crack." The steel rubbed against the object, making a piercing sound.

Kami stretched out her hand and pressed the hand of the person next door, "I really can't be negligent to you for a second!"

Ayn Rand stopped.

The two continued to enjoy their hard-won peace.

Kami was waiting for his subordinates to find him, and so was Ayn Rand.They are stuck, unable to do anything in this small dangerous space.But if whose team arrives first, the outcome will be decided.

They didn't speak to each other, because both of them planned to do so.

"Major." Kami said unwillingly.

Ayn Rand was silent.

"Ahn Rand." Kami called out his full name.

Ayn Rand remained silent.

Lu Mi thought for a while, and then gave him a nickname, "Lan Lan."

Listening closely, his voice was softer. Ayn Rand was already on the verge of moving, but now he was politely more excited. "Shut up." He finally couldn't help but speak.

Lu Mi covered his mouth and giggled through the mask, and he just took off the mask after laughing to the back.

"What are you laughing at?" Ayn Rand was tense now, and it was easy to make a fuss.

"You just said that it was a side effect of the blue pill." Kami asked, "As far as I know, the blue pill is supposed to suppress people's passion/desire, but it's not as lewd/slutty as you said Medication." He tilted his head and blew into his neck. "Could it be that you are the legendary person who appeared in the A-level city with the properties of immune drugs?"

Ayn Rand felt the heat spread from his neck to his whole body. "How could I be?"

Kami breathed into his ear again, "Then how do you explain this?"

Ayn Rand dodged, "It has nothing to do with you."

"You speak so coldly." One of his hands was already on his hand, and he simply moved up his arm. "Now it's just the two of us, without talking, how will we spend the time before my men come down."

"My people must come first." He refused to admit defeat.

"Really?" Kami's fingers brushed his neck.

Ayn Rand succeeded in getting goosebumps all over his body.

Kakaya held his head and made him turn to her.

Before Ayn Rand knew what he was going to do, his lips and teeth were attacked by a very warm touch.

"I've heard that there are many prostitutes in C-level cities, so it's all true." Ayn Rand wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Mi smiled sullenly, "We all work for the elites of A-level cities."

"Don't touch me." He was about to calm down.

"Okay." Kami agreed.

They stayed in the dark, and every minute and every second was suffering.

Ayn Rand could feel his body getting colder because of the blood draining from his thigh.Therefore, the warmth of the people behind is more clear.Even if the other party was the culprit who put him in such a predicament, Ayn Rand couldn't help leaning over.

Lu Mi didn't care, anyway, the other party was an out-and-out handsome guy, and he didn't suffer too much.When Ayn Rand approached for the second time, he simply hugged him, and understood that the other party was in danger. "Where do you want your headstone to be?" he asked.

Ayn Rand was about to lose consciousness.

If I'm going to die, bury me.The grave does not have to be in a place full of flowers, nor does it have to disturb the singing of birds and flowers.The tombstone is right across from his house. When he came out of the door early in the morning, his eyes, which were deeper and darker than deer heels, could see where I was.

"Well, who is he?" asked the man who had promised to build his tombstone.

Who is he?

Ayn Rand's head was stuck.

The darkness that covered the sky and the sun was swept away, and the light shot in.

"Boss."

"Kaya."

Kami raised her head and saw her subordinates. "Fortunately you know that I was buried." He admired.

"We couldn't find you, and the little boy said that he heard the sound of something collapsing earlier... Who are you holding?"

In Kaya's arms was a person with his head hanging down, the back of his head was facing everyone, his flaxen hair was clearly rooted.

"My captive." Kakaya raised his head.

"Ayn Rand!" Xiao Budian was taken aback, "What's wrong with him?"

"I lost a lot of blood and passed out," he said.

Someone said: "Give him one more shot, and run away before anyone else finds us."

Xiao BuDian heard their suggestion, shook his head desperately, then waved at Kami, "Don't!"

Kami thought for a while, then looked at An Rand's face, and then at the anxious little one. "I'm going to take it back for interrogation," he said.

"It's up to you." Someone urged, "Let's go."

Kami immediately put one hand through An Rand's arm, and hugged his thigh with the other, and stood up tremblingly.

"Boss?"

"Sitting in one position for too long, my legs are a little numb." He didn't care. "Let's go."

"Okay, the channel has been opened."

They followed the passage and ran back to their base camp.

After Lu Mi returned, she immediately called the doctor and rescued An Rand.

Since each of them is almost in a room, there are not many, and now a prisoner has come, and everyone is very embarrassed.Poor revolutionaries don't even have a spare room for prisoners.

"Let him sleep in the living room." Lumiti suggested.

"Do you think he's a guest? Let him sleep in the living room? Right opposite the living room is the gate, and he can run away when he wakes up." One of his men complained, and added by the way, "You also brought a little one back, now The living room is his."

Kaya stretched out her finger, thinking about who should let the room out.As soon as everyone saw his gesture, they immediately dispersed, not giving him a chance to exploit themselves.

Helpless, Kami had no choice but to pick up An Rand and return to her room.

Too many rooms and not much room to spare, so he had to put him on the bed.After doing all this, Kami wanted to rest, but the moment he lay down on the other half of the bed, he remembered the ferocious behavior of Ayn Rand when he slashed himself with a long knife.So he went outside to get the rope, tied him to half of the bed, and after making sure that he would not be able to pose a threat to himself after waking up, he slept comfortably on the other half of the bed.

Although it was very faint, the sound of breathing was right next to his neck.

Sensing that life was in danger, Kaya opened her eyes, and then turned around.

Ayn Rand woke up earlier. He found himself tied up and his wound was bandaged.He was fixed so tightly that he couldn't move any part except his head.He turned his head and was taken aback.A person was lying with his back to him, looking at the back of his head, that was the leader of the rebel army who was fighting him today.

Ayn Rand was startled in vain, and then rolled his eyes around, trying to see if there was a way to break free.

Who would have thought that he just thought about it for a while, and Kami woke up, and he turned to look at him.

The moment he saw Kaya's face, Ayn Rand's pupils dilated.

He had seen this face on all screens for more than six hundred days.

Because this person has never shown up before, and because that face is not as vivid as a creature that exists in this world, he often suspects that Kaya is a fantasy creature.

but.

Now, he turned to look at him, and sat up.

Black hair, smiling eyes, everything is exactly the same as the person on the screen.

"Are you awake?" Kami reached out and grabbed his tie

Soldiers in A-level cities always wear one piece of clothing after another, densely packed.

Kami once teased that wearing so many clothes is because she is afraid of being insulted by others?It's a pity that no one could understand his joke at the time.

An Rand looked at the face close at hand, and was taken aback for a moment. "So you are..."

He has been looking for someone for two years.

"Am I more handsome than the poster?" Lu Mi smiled.

Ayn Rand didn't want to play tricks on him. "what you up to?"

"What kind of tone are you talking about?" Kami was dissatisfied, "If I hadn't shown mercy and brought you back, you would have died there."

"So I asked you what you wanted to bring me back?"

Kami shook his tie, "I think it will be carried out, now I want to rest and settle down." After speaking, he let go of the tie in his hand and lay down on the seat next to him again.

"Rest when you rest, don't lie next to me!" Ayn Rand was about to be burned by the heat from his body.

Kaya found a comfortable position with her back facing him. "Not enough rooms."

"let me go."

"I'm not stupid."

"Then at least put on my pants."

Kami's body trembled, and he turned to look at An Rand again with a smile on his face. "Your leg was seriously injured. The doctor took off your pants for the convenience of bandaging. Then, you can't move your leg now. It's not cold anyway. You should be naked first."

Ayn Rand frowned.

The condition looked dire, with no pants on his lower body but was tied tightly with rope.

Kami looked at him with bright eyes, "If you are not quiet, I don't mind doing something else with you."

Ayn Rand immediately pursed his lips.

Satisfied, Kami continued to sleep with her back to him. "I'll talk to you about the next thing after I've had enough sleep."

He fell back asleep really quickly, leaving Ayn Rand staring at the empty ceiling.

He spent a lot of time in a daze like this in the A-level city.

There is too much time, he will think about a lot of things.For example, the moment when he was about to lose consciousness in that dangerous building.

He seemed to say something to Kami, "Bury me where he can see."

"Who is he?"

Ayn Rand asked himself, but couldn't get an answer no matter what.

It's just that once he had the idea of ​​pursuing, his mind started to be chaotic.

Snowy streets.

Inexpensive bouquets.

Speeding train.

The smiling corpse.

Everything was swept away, and the last thing that filled his mind was the image of himself looking down at his own skirt.Someone opened his skirt and picked him up.

Ayn Rand hugged his neck and had fun with him in the crowded streets.

The soldier, who was asked to forbid his desire, opened up his desire and shook it with his breath.

"Hey, hey!" Ayn Rand suddenly yelled in panic.

"I just... just wanted to fall asleep." Kaya opened her eyes impatiently.

Ayn Rand breathed heavily, feeling like he was going to die. "I still have a blue pill in my bracelet, please, take it for me." His pain was not only in his head, but also in his heart. He wanted to struggle and hug himself, but he couldn't move his limbs . "Please! Quick!"

Kami turned to look at him, muttering impatiently. "You're here again."

What's up again.

Kaya rolled up her sleeves and leaned towards him. "Okay, okay, you don't need to take any blue pills for this matter, you can do it with your hands."

Ayn Rand was dumbfounded, not knowing what he was talking about, and then he stretched out his hand towards himself.

For a moment, Ayn Rand's mind went blank.

Those fragmentary memories were wiped out.

After Kaya waited for him to heal, she cupped his face and gave him a kiss. "Master of A-level city, I've given you the service, don't argue any more." He let go of his hand, and rubbed his palm soothingly.

Ayn Rand was out of breath.

Kami's sleeping appearance was quite bad. Halfway through the sleep, his body was almost on Ayn Rand's body, and his face was buried in the air strike on his neck and shoulders.

Ayn Rand was forced to stare at him, looking at his peaceful sleeping face.After making sure that he was completely asleep, he couldn't help sliding his head down and kissed his ear.

It's terrible, no wonder he can catch a large number of A-level city residents who know the law and break the law every year in C-level cities and come here to have fun.

Delicious indeed, addictive indeed.

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