Started with a green hat for Verlaine

On the second day of Thanksgiving, Paul Verlaine bought a plane ticket to Japan.

He is using a false identity. For a transcendent like him who has experience as a supernatural spy, there are a lot of false identities. No matter how hard he checks, no flaws can be found. The French government will suppress all investigations on him.

As a result, his smile froze, and he received a temporary mission - to assassinate a foreign dignitary.

Paul Verlaine held his breath, received the information on the assassination target with a cold face, quickly went to other countries to complete the mission, and completed the assassination with a speed that could break his own historical record.

The other party died cleanly, with his neck cut across the board, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know how he died.

This is a rare efficiency of the "Assassination King".

Paul Verlaine had no time to leave London, which was as dangerous as Paris, and the intelligence agency under the name of the French government sent another mission: the politician had a secret lover, and she was on vacation in another country. Also keep your mouth shut and don't leak information that shouldn't be leaked.

It dragged on from Thursday to Friday, and then from Friday to Saturday. Seeing that the weekend was coming to an end, and his weekend was ruined, Paul Verlaine, a Frenchman, finally broke out.

"Putain! (Fuck you!)"

The intelligence agent on the other side of the phone was shocked by Mr. Transcendent's foul words, and shrank his neck.

Their intelligence is so delayed, there is no way.

Paul Verlaine sullenly accused: "This kind of trivial matter should be said from the beginning, won't you send people to assassinate yourself? The security level around an ordinary woman cannot be compared to that of British politicians."

There is no way, if he forcibly refuses the task, the French government may arrange some entertainment activities for him in order to appease him, or ask a psychiatrist to ease his emotions.The most important thing for Paul Verlaine at this stage is to hide the information of Chuya Chuya, and go to Japan secretly to prevent anyone from discovering his abnormality.

After being angry for a few seconds, Paul Verlaine said in a cold tone, "Give me the task."

This is in line with his usual character of taking tasks.

Regardless of the reason, killing is work. The easier it is to use, the more the French government trusts itself.

One hit kills, Paul Verlaine naturally couldn't stay in London, England, leaving a little fluctuating power, he quickly chose to evacuate.In the process of evacuation, Paul Verlaine still alarmed the transcendents of the enemy country stationed in London. The two sides fought each other. He restrained the physical damage caused by the enemy, caused a small area of ​​damage, quickly got rid of the pursuit, and left his reputation as the "Assassination King" in Europe. A stroke of legendary color.

Before long, the British government was furious.

Paul Verlaine used a false identity to change his face, mixed into the private jet of a wealthy man prepared by France, and went to a city in another country. The most important thing in killing people is speed, and accidents will happen if there is delay.

In this murder known to few people, Oscar Wilde had the chance to witness the fleeing figure of the other party.

The unknown French "Assassin King" is nimble, like a taut bow, a top-notch humanoid weapon, and supernatural powers suspected of a certain special energy, achieving an effect similar to space cutting.

Oscar Wilde couldn't help with that, and was a joy to watch.

He smiled and said to his subordinates: "Oh, I don't know his true face, and his power is of a destructive type. If the fight continues, this area will be destroyed. It's better to let him run away. "

Strange to say, Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud are a pair of transcendent partners during the war, specializing in espionage missions that make countries vomit blood, but generally only Arthur Rimbaud's The intelligence, the intelligence of the other person is very simple, it is a French beauty with blond hair and blue eyes, her personality is unknown, and the intelligence before becoming a transcendent is unknown, and her past life experience has been completely wiped out.

"Recently, I really don't want to touch the 'portrait'. My combat power has been greatly reduced..."

In order to avoid the wrath of his colleagues, Oscar Wilde resolutely avoided, and lamented when he went back to the date.

You are all beauties, why be angry.

Is it not good to be in love with each other?

Whether it's anger, jealousy, or other negative emotions, beautiful people can turn ugly.

With such an esthete in mind, Oscar Wilde went to see Alfred Douglas with a smile.That beautiful young man, who was hailed by the British as "if beauty is a kind of strength, Wilde's lover is the specification of a transcendent" after dating him, has grown into a beautiful young man in five years, and his appearance has not diminished. , but compared with the past, it lacks a sense of surprise beyond gender.

Even so, it's hard to find a man in England more beautiful than Alfred Douglas.

This is a rare and peerless beauty.

Alfred Douglas has a prominent family background, charming appearance, undisguised arrogance, and was born with supernatural powers. His elder brother was the lover of the former head of state of the United Kingdom, and he already had many suitors before he became famous.

Oscar Wilde reached out to hug his lover of five years, his face was full of pampering.

"My Percy, has anyone upset you?"

"you!"

Alfred Douglas, nicknamed "Posey", twisted the soft flesh around Wilde's waist, and said unhappily: "Why do you always live in London, you promised to take me to travel abroad."

Oscar Wilde looked down at him, and apologized angrily: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shakespeare has just returned to China. He was undergoing quarantine investigation. I chatted with him very well. After the exchange, I accidentally agreed to manage the London Opera House for him. I thought that since To help my colleagues, I took over the task of being stationed in London for a year in advance."

Alfred Douglas: "..."

What kind of coincidence is all false, it is likely that "Mr. Shakespeare" looks good!

Wilde's temper is well known to the upper echelons of the UK. If you want the other party to act honestly, you only need to seduce the other party with a beauty. Wilde, who can't resist the beauty at all, will be willing to help.When Alfred Douglas was first pursued by Oscar Wilde, didn't he also receive a family mission, asking him to exchange benefits for the family and wash away the stains caused by his brother who committed suicide.

Alfred Douglas' elder brother was captured by the "Seven Betrayers" and threatened the former British head of state, which indirectly caused the former British head of state to bow down and sign a peace agreement, and then voluntarily stepped down afterwards.

After this incident, the Douglas family was nailed to the pillar of shame by the British government, and they couldn't argue with it.

Alfred Douglas' elder brother committed suicide due to depression.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance? Don't you trust me?" Alfred Douglas was sensitive, angry at the bastards who kept giving Oscar Wildes beauties.

Oscar Wilde said quickly: "Mr. Shakespeare's matter is confidential, I only told you."

Alfred Douglas turned from anger to joy in an instant, and the smile returned to his face.

"We stay away from those banquets, you are not allowed to see your colleagues, you are only allowed to accompany me alone." After interacting with Oscar Wilde, he has seen those British transcenders, all of whom are threatening beauties.

"Okay, I will accompany you every day during my stay in London." After Oscar Wilde spoke sweetly, a little tiredness flashed across his face.Posey is good in everything, but his personality is too sensitive, and he has great malice towards his colleagues.He shouldn't blame Posey. Posy was psychologically shadowed by the events of the war. If he hadn't pursued so hard and vowed that there would be only one other person in the future, the Douglas family would not agree to a second same-sex relationship.

Oscar Wilde kissed the beauty's lips, fell in love with her blooming face, and crushed everyone.

He didn't lie to Posy dear.

[As long as you are the most beautiful person, I will always love you, deeply love you. 】

【until--】

【Your ugliness makes me unbearable. 】

Hanging on a portrait in a hidden basement.

On the portrait painted by Oscar Wilde for Alfred Douglas, the oil painting of "beautiful boy" frozen in age is gradually dissolving, his eyes are full of jealousy and desire, telling all kinds of dissatisfaction with the world, after five years , these exposed flaws ruined the perfect face, presenting a shocking appearance of Oscar Wilde.

It has been a year since Oscar Wilde went to the basement to see a portrait he drew with his own powers.

He was afraid, afraid that what he saw was a "Posy" who was no longer perfect.

He was even more afraid that he would drop it by mistake.

The portrait has a great connection with the original owner. If the portrait is destroyed, the original owner will usually die in anger.

Compared with the beauty of the soul, he has always believed that the beauty of the skin is the first, and the beauty of the soul is second. Without a good-looking face, who would be interested in paying attention to your soul?

This is the same as beauty can have a small temper, but should not have eye feces. Oscar Wilde insists on his own aesthetics. Every time he gets up, he will give his bed partner time to take care of him, and he will not kiss when he is not brushing his teeth. There were many exceptions to the behavior of cohabitant Alfred Douglass.

Who made Posey look good~.

Oscar Wilde's eyes were like crystals, carrying pure love for beauty, and he said to the lover in his arms: "Posey, every New Year's Eve, Britain, France, Germany and Italy will hold a special one-day cruise on the high seas, Each country wants to send a representative to the town, and I can apply for you once. There will be auctions and gambling on the cruise ship, and the top rich people are proud of getting the boat ticket. Are you interested in accompanying me?"

Alfred Douglas was tired of staying in London, and he was overjoyed when he heard this: "I want to go with you!"

Oscar Wilde refers to the pursuit strategy he got from Aso Shuya.

Coax people to succeed.

……

Ma Shengqiu was also sound asleep, the phone vibrated, and an unknown text message came.

After Arthur Rimbaud was awakened, he took a look at Shuya.

He turned on Qiu Ye's cell phone.

It's an English text message.

【Thank you very much, the relationship between Percy and I depends on your help, Qiuya. 】

"Another person who was helped by Shuya?"

"Qiu Ye doesn't have many foreign friends, so he should have a decent relationship, so I'll answer for him."

Arthur Rimbaud didn't think much, let alone guessed it was Oscar Wilde, replied "You're welcome" and went to bed.Writing in English does not necessarily mean that you are British. Texting in the middle of the night may also be due to jet lag. If you are too excited, you forget that it is night in Japan. It is annoying to disturb people's dreams.

……

Time turned to Sunday.

November 27th is a special day.

After the explosion that drowned Rimbaud, Paul Verlaine had not been to Japan for eight years.

There are two airports in Tokyo, Japan, and Haneda Airport is closer to Yokohama than Chiba Airport.As long as you don't have the ability to teleport over long distances, it will take more than ten hours to fly from France to Japan at the fastest, which means that Paul Verlaine must either ask for leave to go to Japan, or sacrifice his rest time and spend his weekends on the road.

He can only choose the latter.

No one was more worried about the French government discovering the existence of "brother" than he.

"Sure enough, it's a rural area, and there's no direct airport." Paul Verlaine walked out of Haneda Airport, stroking the gap where his neck was connected to the mask, and disguised himself as a mixed-race Japanese.

He is tired and smiling.

Dozens of continuous hours of work and schedules completed the act of slipping to Japan without the knowledge of the French government.

Paul Verlaine smiled slyly, his eyes had the rare purity of an adult, like a person who is not familiar with the world, and his indifference formed a solid shell, which easily reminded poetic Orientals of the azure after the rain.

He took a taxi and said skillfully in Japanese: "Go to Yokohama City."

The driver saw that the person who called the car was a black-haired and blue-eyed mixed-race young man with Asian features and European fair skin, so he couldn't help asking, "Are you going to visit relatives?"

Paul Verlaine sat in the back row with his fingers crossed, his long hair hidden under Qi Er's wig.

"Yes."

The words are unusually brisk.

The dragon, listless in the French cage, unlocked the lock while the guards were not paying attention, and happily ran to the valley where he had been, to see the cub that disappeared after the dragon egg broke its shell.

"I'm going to visit my lovely brother."

"We... haven't seen each other for many years, I hope he lives happily."

……

"A Season in Hell": My life is just a gentle madness, with a sea in my eyes, but I don't want to be blue.

—Jean-Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud.