Red dust kills beauty

Eleven, Wisdom Fighting Black Lotus ③

After a long time, I asked the witch merchant why he chose to keep pretending after he found out that I had misunderstood their relationship.

Then the younger brother of Pikachu ① said very happily: "Because Ah Ning's expression is so funny! It's like watching a series, I really want to continue watching!"

I blew up his office again.

Back to the present.

At this time, because I didn’t understand the mucky nature of witch merchants hidden under the lotus appearance, my thinking was still jumping back and forth between the orthodox workplace struggle and the not-so-normal emotional struggle (?).

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhaoyao was a little puzzled.He looked me up and down first, and then turned his face like a witch merchant, with an aggressive tone—the kind of reluctance engraved in every strand of hair, but also familiarity, and even a little bit of intimacy. Annoyance, similar to the feeling of facing an annoying big brother who is always looking for trouble at home, or the feeling of facing a beautiful ex-girlfriend who is clingy and clingy-it is known that Zhaoyao is an orphan, so the situation can only be the latter.

I don't have acid Oh, I really don't have acid.

I heard my lovely boss ask, "Are you bullying him?"

The witch merchant blinked innocently: "I don't."

Zhaoyao gritted her teeth: "I believe you ghost! Didn't you bully him by letting him come here to report? If I hadn't turned back, where are you going to take him?"

I quickly went through what happened this morning in my head. Indeed, Zhaoyao's reaction was wrong when I said that I was going to report to the intelligence department. He asked me "Are you sure this is the place?" After he came up with a definite answer, he lifted his T-shirt to wipe off his sweat, and said he would send me over without even taking a shower.

I thought he was controlled by Alpha pheromone, and he was too possessive of prey, so I didn't think much about it.Thinking about the members of the headquarters I met along the way, the shock on their expressions, I thought it was because of a new melon... But it seems to be more than that.

The conversation over there is still going on.

The witch merchant simply started to play a rogue. He spread his hands and said in a tone of "I'm so innocent and weak": "There are so many questions, just go ask that person, I just obey the order."

"That one" should refer to witch ginseng, right?Strange, aren't they brothers, and they are still the kind of good brothers who can usurp the throne together and suppress Zhaoyao until he can't hold his head up. Why do I feel that their relationship is actually not good...?

Zhao Yao said impatiently: "I will go to the boss to confirm, but you should also pay attention, if something comes to me, don't bully Ah Ning, understand?"

Shocked, I looked at him in astonishment.Zhaoyao, this little devil, is always being fed here and there, and when he is in a hurry, he calls me by his full name. This is the first time I have heard him call me so intimately.

Seeming to be uncomfortable with me, the boy raised his eyebrows in embarrassment, and yelled at me fiercely: "What are you looking at me for, eat your breakfast!"

All right, he's the boss, he's right in everything he says.

Zhaoyao was still babbling: "He just came out of the torture room not long ago, but his body is still a little weak. The work of your intelligence department is not allowed to be piled on him. When the cafeteria delivers meals to you at noon, you don't want his share. It is allowed to be deducted, and it is the account of the Armed Forces Department, he likes to eat..."

Seeing the corners of Wu Shang's lips pull down a little bit, I hurriedly coughed a few times to keep myself safe. When both of them turned their heads to look at me, I raised my mobile phone and pointed to the display screen at them: "It's time to go to work."

The witch merchant gave me a lukewarm look, his eyes were dark and misty, like mud at the bottom of an abyss.

But when Zhaoyao glanced over, he changed his face quickly again, as if his bones had been pulled out, he hung limply on Zhaoyao's body, and began to act coquettishly: "Azhao—our Yu Jingchun, it’s obviously a ██, ██, ██, ██ group, why do you still clock in to work?”

How many faces does this man have?Good guy, I haven't met him for half an hour, he has changed three or four people, right?

Question marks filled my mind. In the background sound of Zhaoyao "Get out of here" and tear up the trash, I hesitated and asked the witch merchant: "Did you say a very terrible word just now...? That terrible Words that I almost lost my memory when I heard them?"

The witch merchant let Zhaoyao tear him off, with a harmless smile on his face: "This is such a place, Mr. Ning, didn't you already know?"

...I wanted to ask just now, where did his strange honorific title come from.Could it be that he had too many business connections with District [-], and that he was already dying of the second disease?

I coaxed Zhaoyao away with a good voice, and under the increasingly kind (terrifying) eyes of the witch merchant, I promised again and again that I would definitely go to the Armed Forces Department to clock in and get off work on time, and I would definitely protect myself, so I really don’t need to bother him The old man picks up Yunyun.

The witch merchant and others left before he suppressed his smile, put his hands into his wide sleeves, stepped on his wooden clogs and said slowly in front of him: "Let's go, it's time to get down to business."

As I said before, the predecessor of the intelligence department was a palace.It's not accurate to say that, in fact, it's just a part of the palace complex, its function is similar to the current library or study, but it's much bigger.He led me through the long corridor, passing by the waterside pavilion, and when I wondered if he was planning to lead me to a corner to kill people, he stopped in an inconspicuous small courtyard.

The courtyard is quaint, and the vegetation in the courtyard is verdant, which is very pleasing to the eye.We walked through the front hall and directly entered the study shelf. He pressed a button at random, and the shelf slid open to both sides, revealing a silver metal door with a sense of technology.

After passing a series of identity verifications, the closed door suddenly opened.This place should be extremely confidential. I walked all the way. At the beginning, there were a few people who greeted the witch merchants, but I couldn't even see the ghosts behind.Ever since I stepped into this small courtyard, I have the feeling that there are only two of us left in the whole world.The witch merchant led me in, and I felt more and more bad in my heart. Just as I was trying to find an excuse to slip away, I heard him say, "Here we are."

Oh, it's too late.

After he entered a long list of instructions, the words "special archives" almost caught my eye.

... Is this something that I, an undercover agent, can prostitute for nothing?

To be honest, I know that Wu Shang is fishing, and I also know that he and Wu Shen are playing me together, and he probably knows that I know that he is fishing, but is he too showy this time?He was making a direct hook, he almost said "I know you want to get information, come quickly"!

I hesitated to speak: "If I say I want to—" Apply for separation, if I want to find Ivan to find someone...

The witch merchant quickly interrupted me, and said kindly: "No, you don't want to. Friendly reminder, Yu Jingchun only died in the line of duty, and did not resign."

Gan.

This person, what dangerous speech is he talking about nonchalantly! ?

Realizing that her identity had been exposed was when Zhaoyao blurted out the phrase "You didn't bully him by letting him come here to report".

When I was suddenly called by the witch merchant to come over, I was really surprised for a while.But then I inquired a little bit. The division of powers in the Yujingchun headquarters is very troublesome. Internal management and external suppression, intelligence support and force distribution are completely separated. Armed personnel need to extract information and must report to their superiors, and intelligence personnel need protection. An application must also be submitted, and at the same time, people between departments are not allowed to connect privately.

... It can be said that the censorship is very strict.

Because of their particularity, intelligence personnel are the ones that require force most frequently among the five major departments except the Ministry of Armed Forces, and this job is usually carried out by special operations teams.So when I humbly asked for advice under the debuff of "workplace bullying", everyone looked at me with eyes that looked like idiots and "isn't this a matter of course".

I am also relieved.

But Zhaoyao's reaction was very strange. If my guess is correct, although they are all seconded, ordinary members of the armed forces will never come here.

When I realized this, my heart sank immediately.Not to mention what Wu Shang said, this matter is Wu Can's idea, let Zhaoyao ask Wu Can to ask about the situation - I knew that that trash didn't dispel the suspicion of me at all!

Probably as the minister of intelligence, he analyzes the external situation all the time, collects information and integrates it. This is the same instinct as eating and drinking.The witch merchant seemed to be jealous just now, but in fact he kept bringing up the topic, and kept his information firmly guarded throughout the whole process.

Similarly, as an undercover agent, it is also my instinct to pay attention to all the details of myself at any time.When I coughed to interrupt Zhaoyao's open mouth, the Wu Shang looked back at me deeply, which made me [-]% sure.

I'm exposed.

When I was being led around by him, I seriously suspected that he was going to kill him, and thought about how to fight back and then escaped.

But the witch merchant is too smart, he didn't choose that dead end, but directly took me into the archives room, as if he was going to negotiate with me.

To be honest, I don't think so.Children just want to whore for nothing, not dirty adult deals.

Isn't it delicious to steal information?

I drooped my eyelids, and my heart was filled with the dullness of being tortured in the torture chamber for three months in vain: "Can I feign death and get away?"

The witch merchant crossed his chest and made a big X: "No."

I did not give up and asked: "Is it really not possible to prostitute for nothing?

The witch merchant looked at me with a smile, and said gently, courteously and frugally, "What are you dreaming about?"

I am even more lost.

Reluctantly regaining my mentality that was about to explode, I shook my fingertips, and dense puppet strings flew out, blocking the witch merchant's surroundings: "The negotiation broke down—then I can only kill you."

The witch merchant didn't panic at all. Seeing that the puppet silk was about to cut his neck, the man flicked his long sleeves, and the pink satin slipped like water, seemingly light and light, but separated the silk thread that was attacking him. up.

Ah this.

I tightened the silk thread, and kept spitting out trash talk: "I'm sorry, could it be that your ancestor's surname was Hua?"

The witch merchant is like a reed, twisting his waist softly, avoiding my attack-to be honest, this move is very familiar to me, I saw it when I fought against a certain Yangchun Baixue a few months ago, but the witch merchant is missing The flow is beautiful, and it is more light.He hid simply, and he put on a smiling face and lined up with me leisurely: "The one on your neck, ran away from home with Ah Zhao?"

Good guy, one black and two black.

I pointed to his baggy peach red floral jacket and the wide sleeves: "Isn't this Huamanlou's trick 'Liuyunfeixiu'②!"

Wizard merchant: "..."

He took out a gun from his waist with no expression on his face, and shot at me twice with a very quick movement.

With a flick of my ten fingers, I firmly blocked the bullet with the silk thread and bounced it away, and I still complained: "...It's so scary, fortunately I dodged quickly."

The witch merchant obviously became impatient: "Mr. Ning, why do you talk so much, obviously Mr. Fu and Ah Zhao both said that you don't like to talk when fighting."

Because the fighting styles of the two of them are obviously one hot and the other cold, it's me who can't escape the flirtatious talk!But the witch merchant... tsk.

"Of course it's because of your food." I said to him with a smile.

"What..." The witch merchant's pupils narrowed sharply, and he immediately retreated, trying to distance himself from me.

I manipulated the silk thread to lock the Wu Shang's waist, dragged him in front of me, and then kicked him up, kicking him hard before he could react.

Hearing a bang, the witch merchant groaned, hit the wall behind him heavily, and rolled down in embarrassment, the beautiful coat was scattered, and the smooth satin surface reflected complex and beautiful dark lines under the light, like layers Layers of water waves.

He fell there like a water lotus that had been crushed and crushed into mud.

I walked over, and the black tactical boots that Zhaoyao picked apart his curled up body, stepped heavily on his abdomen.The witch merchant snorted again, and coughed up a little blood.

I relaxed my strength and gently crushed his lower abdomen. The action was similar to that of a cat holding its prey with its paws and then shaking it: "I suggest you don't move, did you break your rib just now? It won't be good if it gets stuck into the internal organs." .”

Even though his face was distorted due to the pain, he was still joking with me: "It turns out that Mr. Ning is a person who likes to play with prey after abandoning that unlucky ghost character design? The difference seems to be a little bigger."

No!I'm not I didn't stop talking nonsense.

I didn't have much energy and said, "I can't help it... Anyone who knows that he has been prostituted in the punishment room for three months will do something exciting to refresh himself."

"It's really exciting." He inhaled lightly, and he didn't forget to drag out his voice: "Tsk tsk tsk, you have deceived Ah Zhao so badly, he is so pitiful, he fell in love with a—"

My heart constricted suddenly, throbbing.

Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand, grabbed his black hair, and slammed it on the ground: "Shut up! Your life is in my hands. If you don't reveal the hole card, I will really attack."

The ground was full of traces from the fight just now. The place where he hit was just cut by the puppet wire, and the metal floor was raised upwards, scratching his forehead.

I lifted him up by his hair, he looked at me with blood dripping from his head, but suddenly smiled.

Different from the smile he hung on his face before, which had no meaning and just squeezed the facial muscles, it was a proud smile that found the weakness of the prey.Broken ribs squeezed his internal organs, and he couldn't move much, laugh or breathe hard, but that didn't stop him from being a monster.

The nasty slut gave me an exaggerated lip-synch.

"You. It's over."

I was startled, turned around subconsciously, and saw a tall man standing behind me at some point, silently pointing a pistol at me.

Next time: Wisdom Fighting Black Lotus ④

I found that the lotus flower of Wushang is different from other lotus flowers.

In addition, Bailian acted to win sympathy and gain benefits.

And the witch merchant is very fresh and refined, he acted purely to scare people.

The author says:

①This is a cold joke: "Is your Excellency Pikachu's younger brother itching?"

It seems to be a Shura field, but it is actually a group cross talk, but the cross talk is a fake cross talk, and only Zhao Zhao is very involved.

The other two are performing a set of intelligence through sand sculptures.

②This is also a stalk, everyone should know who Huamanlou is, hahaha, Ah Ning is scolding Lianhua for being blind.

Let me tell you a joke, my friend asked me after reading this chapter: Is this the gentle, kind, positive and sunny protagonist you said at the end of the first book?

Me: Although Ah Ning killed and set fire to torture his opponent, he is a good boy.

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