Started with a green hat for Verlaine

How powerful is Lan Tang who has initially mastered the "color painting collection"?

——As long as you don't run away immediately, he doesn't care what supernatural powers you have.

Before he stepped into Xingding Watanabe's villa, the golden subspace cube fell from his palm and quickly enlarged, breaking through the physical limitations.Without destroying the villa and furniture, the subspace surrounded the interior of the room, and the supernatural power used by Lantang has already revealed a trace of rather terrifying refinement.

Xingding Watanabe opened a bottle of red wine that he was usually reluctant to open, and sat on a red velvet high-back chair, admiring the women's clothing of the black lizard members who fawned on him at night.Among other things, Kimura Seaki removed those messy styles, put on a wig, removed the leg hair, took care of it carefully, and put on a kimono that is not too hot.

The most wonderful thing is Akira Kimura's expression, that kind of non-resistance, non-resistance, as if she was born with femininity is great.Xingding Watanabe didn't tell others that he would have a special excitement when he saw his lover's women's clothing.

what is this?Transvestite?

The world is not worth mentioning in Japan, which is becoming increasingly crazy. Sometimes Yusaka Watanabe will shudder when recalling some weird rumors about people with supernatural powers.The defeated Japan seemed to have been broken and lost its spirit. The veterans who had gone to the battlefield came back mad and told things that no one believed.But that's true, Yusaka Watanabe is in the circle of Japanese people with supernatural powers, no matter how closed he is, he understands that the essence of this war is a war of supernatural powers.

No one is invincible on the battlefield, turning the situation around, sinking an aircraft carrier, etc., everyone finds it incredible.

The foreign powerhouses are too powerful, and they are not at the same level as domestic ones. He suddenly heard that there was a Frenchman who had just awakened superpowers beside Ma Shengqiu.

As a result, the chess piece sells itself to show favor?

Xingding Watanabe sighed: "The superpowers of our port mafia are really good."

He praised Akira Kimura's appearance and his cleverness in relying on himself.

Adults are never in a hurry.

"Kimura-kun, Black Lizard can teach you the skills of camouflage, show me a dance."

"Can street dance be done?"

"Kimura Seaki" had a smile on his face, it had been a while since he sent a message to Mr. Rantang.

He looked at Yusaka Watanabe, very tolerant, and his strange joyful attitude made his eyes reveal a trace of inhumanity, like a puppet performing exaggerated performances in a stage play, using corpses to interpret the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of life.Such creepy details are destined not to be discovered by Xingding Watanabe, who is content with pleasure.

"Street dance? I haven't seen anyone dance for me." Xingding Watanabe was overjoyed and agreed.

"This was my favorite thing in the past." The man in women's clothing didn't pretend to be feminine, and danced his body cheerfully, "Ah, it's been a long time since I danced, and I can't remember some movements clearly. It feels like I'm back when I was young."

Xingding Watanabe said: "Are you usually like this? So let go?"

"Kimura Seaki" completed a ground-supporting movement, twisted his waist, twirled and jumped, and shook off the obstructing wig.

"usually?"

The moment when there is a faint golden light on the wallpaper.

"Probably not."

"Kimura Seaki" no longer performed himself, and slowly walked forward to get the second wine glass on the table.He looked down at the quasi-cadre who was sitting still, with a strange look on his face, "People, you never know whether luck or misfortune will suddenly fall on your head. To be honest, I feel good about death .”

He unbuttoned his clothes, showed his body, and said with a smile: "I went to hell one step ahead."

"It's really a happy thing."

"Colorful Collection" took back control of Kimura Seaki, and the humanoid supernatural power shattered and melted into the golden subspace.A big living person disappeared out of nowhere, Xingding Watanabe stood up suddenly, and found that his surroundings became silent, and the antique clock stopped swinging.Without hesitation, he drew the pistol from his body and shot at the glass of the window!

It is obviously not bulletproof glass, and there is not a single ripple on the glass that reflects the golden light.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Xingding Watanabe is like an ant enclosed in a box, desperately trying his best to escape.

The gate of the villa was opened, and the monitoring instruments collectively failed.

Lan Tang walked in in the night, with his head bowed, his black hair was blown away by the outside wind, and he pressed down his thick and curly long hair with the cute white furry earmuffs on his head.He pulled the soft scarf around his neck, trying to resist the coldness that was penetrated by the fine wind around his neck. He breathed out his mouth, and his body trembled slightly, like a traveler from the severe winter.

weird!

A strong sense of contradiction!

Japan is cooling down in November, but it's not that cold yet!

He raised his face from the warm scarf, with deep and elegant features, a pair of charming eyes, sunken eyelids, and fluttering eyelashes, outlining a melancholy charm, dispelling a little illusion of weakness.

"It's going to be very cold this winter."

The French beauty from a country full of strong men looked at the oil painting of the villa and said softly.

In "Colorful Paintings", Yusada Watanabe's body exploded from the inside.

The subspace shreds matter and cuts space. The enemy has nowhere to escape from the golden cubes. Standing here, he can control the golden cubes one by one. They can be combined into any shape like building blocks, and they can also appear Wherever I looked, in anyone's body, it exploded with a "bang".

"So weak."

Looking at the blood seeping on the carpet, Lan Tang felt a trace of murderous sadness intertwined with the feeling of looking down.

"Is this Qiuya's enemy?"

after.

When I recover my memory and get rid of the hidden danger of identity, I will take Qiuya back to my hometown in France.

What would it be like in France in winter... can't remember.

Fallen leaves must be beautiful.

After three seconds.

A newly read humanoid superhuman ability replaced Akira Kimura, and looked at Lan Tang with a face full of horror.

"Resurrection from the dead?"

"Xingding Watanabe" touched his body in a panic.

"No, you're already dead." Lan Tang ordered him indifferently: "Give full play to your last value, return to the port mafia, cover up the death of Akira Kimura, and then obey the orders of Aso Qiuya."

Lan Tang was reluctant to part with the heating in the villa, but he wanted to go back to his lover and absorb the thin warmth.

He walked out and handed over the murder scene to Xingding Watanabe's humanoid ability to solve it.

"It's so cold, why does Japan make me feel so cold..."

A murmur dissipated in the air.

In Wanxiangtang, Aso Qiu also took a class from Natsume Soseki, the focus was on teaching him how to handle interpersonal relationships well.

Natsume Soseki threw away the chalk and pointed to the drawn relationship network. Aso Shuya's relationship network was pitifully simple, and it was all exposed after investigation, at most hiding the true identities of Rantang and Nakahara Chuya, "You have such a Brain, why don't you know how to manage contacts, you have been in the mafia for so many years, and you are still a novice!"

Ma Shengqiu also slumped on the seat, with a fever, and said weakly: "You can treat me as a social idiot."

Natsume Soseki looked at him with a half-smile, "The idiot who chased after the French superhuman?"

Ma Shengqiu, who loves his wife deeply every day, immediately became excited.

"Love is the most beautiful thing in the world!"

"You shouldn't be able to beat him."

"My darling won't hit me. He is so gentle and allows me everything. I just want to give him the best."

"No wonder, the money you spend is mainly on basic necessities of life."

"hey-hey."

"In this regard, you are pretty good at helping Japan win a foreign supernatural power."

Natsume Soseki was curious about Lantang's identity, and reluctantly praised him.

Ma Shengqiu was also vague: "Yes."

Suddenly, Aso Qiu also asked Natsume Soseki an extremely sensitive question that ordinary people with supernatural powers don't even know.

"Mr. Natsume, is there any transcendent in Japan?"

"……No."

No matter where Natsume Soseki knew the name of the transcendent, it was a bit difficult to spit out the answer.

Ma Shengqiu also got a formal answer and touched his chin.

The Japanese government is too miserable.

In the future, Shibusawa Ryuhiko will be favored by thousands of people, and he will settle all kinds of messes for the other party. He expects Shibusawa Ryuhiko to grow into a transcendent through collecting supernatural power crystals, and Bai Qilin died so ridiculously.

In this way, he helped Japan win a transcendent by falling in love!

Japan owes me [-] billion!

Aso Qiu also said in a daze, "Mr. Natsume...does he have any bonuses and subsidies for introducing talents to Japan? Japan is so short of high-end combat power, has it ever thought of giving benefits to attract foreign superpowers to come and settle here?"

Natsume Soseki walked over and touched his forehead, it was burning badly.

"There's nothing the government can do."

The way he looks at the other party is barely more kind. The analyst's overall view is really excellent, and the angle of looking at problems always gives him a novelty that can flash to the waist.

"I know an underground doctor who has changed jobs. You can go there later to treat the wound."

"Doctor? No... I can go back to Hong Kong and Hei..."

Ma Shengqiu was also extremely groggy.

There was a teacher-student atmosphere between the two.

The door of Wanxiangtang was suddenly pushed open with both hands, and Lantang's happy smile froze when he came back.

"Qiuya...?"

He saw his lover's injury worsened, and he slid down in a chair, and there was a three-colored cat in front of him.Sanhuamao looked at Aso Qiuya and Lantang, and retracted its paws that touched each other as if nothing had happened.

In the next second, Ma Shengqiu, who was unconscious, also suddenly picked up the three-flowered cat that had exploded on the ground.

The black-haired young man happily rubbed against the big cat.

"Lantang, I saw a three-colored cat, it's so cute! It looks like Teacher Cat!"

"..."

"Meow--!!!"

Three sharp claws scratched Aso Qiuya's face, and gave him a face-breaking punch.

Lan Tang screamed in shock: "Stop!!!"

Don't hurt your face!

After cleaning up the opponent, Sanhuamao dodged the golden cube, jumped into the secret passage in Wanxiang Hall and ran away.

Lan Tang ran over and saw Ma Shengqiu who was baring his teeth in pain.

"Qiuya, I'll take you to the doctor right away!"

"...Don't get excited, I'm not dead yet, I feel dizzy, and there seems to be something on my knee."

"It's a note."

Lan Tang picked it up and took a look, there was a clinic address written on it.

Not only that, but on the blackboard in front of Qiu Ya, there were handwriting and patterns written with chalk by others.

"Qiu Ye, who have you met?" Lan Tang deeply felt that the territory was offended, his brows were raised, his eyes had a fierce light, and Ma Shengqiu was awakened by the three-flowered cat's paw, and said dully: "Just now...Mr. Natsume was here...Have you forgotten? Wanxiangtang is a teaching class, and I am finishing the first class."

Lan Tang touched Ma Shengqiu's injured face, and no longer cared about him going to see other people. A man's mystery would increase his charm.

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Forget it this time.

Next time he will defend his turf and never allow other wild cats to show up!

……