little angel chasing his wife

The place for lunch is still the small restaurant opposite.

Ymir walked with me, and the surrounding staff kept a distance from us in a tacit understanding.

I looked around and found that Allen was surrounded by several members, both men and women. He listened to others talking in the middle, and occasionally made a few expressions according to the occasion, looking very popular.

I turned around and looked at Ymir next to him. His hair was curled elegantly as usual, and his long bangs slid over the arc of his eyes, which made his temperament elegant. He looked like a handsome man from both sides and verticals.

But strangely, he doesn't seem to be as popular as Alan yet.

At the beginning, Alan sat there doing nothing and attracted many female members. Although Ymir was sitting next to me, but such a handsome man, no member stayed in front of me for more than three seconds throughout the morning.

This is really weird.

Or is it that my members all like Alan's type?

I shrugged and walked into the small restaurant with Ymir.

After helping Ymir order a curry with the same taste as mine, I sat opposite to Ymir, when suddenly someone opened the seat inside me and sat in sideways.

I turned my head, and Alan, who was chatting happily with other members just now, was sitting inside me.

I suddenly admired this man's perseverance.

I didn't say a word to him in the morning, but he still followed me relentlessly, even with Ymir around, his mobility was not affected in the slightest.

"Hey," Ymir reached out and knocked on the table in front of Alan, his tone was very unfriendly, "There is an empty seat at the back, you can sit there."

"I just want to sit in the empty seat next to Eve." Alan's tone was also very unfriendly.

"Look at your height, do you want to squeeze Eve to death?"

"Do you feel crowded?" Alan actually came to ask me.

"Huh?" I was dumbfounded, how should I answer in this situation?

On the one hand was Ymir, who said this guy was really annoying in his eyes, and on the other was Alan, who was full of expectations.

"I should...not be so fat?"

Ymir snorted softly, and Allen nodded desperately.

"But Alan, you'd better sit in the back."

"Ah?" Allen frowned at me, I looked back at him calmly, he turned his head, pulled away the chair and left.

"I was scared to death," Ymir said with a frightened expression, "I thought my dear sister didn't want me anymore."

Ymir left after having lunch with me.

The mood seems to have stabilized, especially when looking at Allen, that slightly arrogant little expression.

"good afternoon."

Not long after Ymir left, someone greeted me as soon as I stepped on the steps at the entrance of the law enforcement department.

It's Charles.

"Good afternoon." I withdrew my foot.

"Have you had lunch yet?" He looked like he just had a good day, relaxed.

"just ate."

"So would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"Well, of course I would."

I raised the corner of my mouth at him.

Maybe some troubles can finally be solved.

When I got off work in the afternoon, Charles was waiting for me at the door. I still asked Dominic and Alan to go back together.

"No," Allen, who hadn't spoken after lunch, didn't appreciate it very much, "I'll go home obediently."

Said and left.

I don't know if I'm angry or what.

I watched Allen walking farther and farther alone, his back was still straight, but he looked a little sluggish in the weak sunlight.

Um... depressed big dog?

Yes, exactly the same.

"Then I'm going home too." Dominic shrugged and smiled at Charles, "Please take good care of our minister."

Minister, the tone seems to be joking.

"Of course." Charles agreed.

I walked with Charles, and the street, which still had a little light in front of me, gradually dimmed.

Charles beside him was breathing very lightly, and his steps were brisk, and he could hardly hear the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground.

Gradually, there were some small sounds around.

"Does Miss Eve like her brother very much?" Charles asked me suddenly.

"It's not that I like it," I denied him, "we depend on each other to live."

"Then it seems that Earl Ymir is a very important existence to you," he laughed out loud, which was different from the previous smile, and even had a feminine feeling, "then Miss Eve must also be Eve." Earl Mill is a very important person."

"Yeah," I smiled and stretched out my hand to tuck my hair behind my ears. There was something slightly shining on the ground in front of my eyes, "so for Ymir, I must kill you people." He pressed forward.

Before he could react, he touched the fishing line in front of him that was faintly reflecting under the moonlight, and there were gunshots all around.

I quickly turned around and stepped on a wooden barrel next to me, jumped onto the nearby wall, and came to the dark place smoothly.

The dark environment, slightly complicated terrain, these are all in my favor.

There were three gunshots just now, and Charles was four.

And Charles must also be a trained killer, otherwise he wouldn't dare to get so close to me after knowing my identity.

That move just now was a coincidence, and since he dared to approach me, it means that he will not be easily plotted against.

But three and four make no difference.

Don't reveal your whereabouts, and solve them one by one after getting close to the target.

I pulled out the dagger on my thigh, got up and walked calmly sideways against the wall, and squatted down slowly when I approached the corner.

There must be someone nearby. The gunshot just now was very close.

The shallow but uneven breathing stirred my eardrums, and I stared firmly at the black shadow hidden in the lower part of a house in front of me.

He didn't notice behind him.

I approached little by little, and when he was only three meters away, he suddenly shook, and I quickly turned around to hide.

There was a crackling sound, and the dagger was twirling in my hand.

3, 2, 1!

The dagger pierced Sombra's throat, and I tightly covered his mouth. His eyes widened and he twitched a few times, then softened, turning into a heavy corpse.

one.

The dagger is easier to conceal when it is covered in blood so that it does not reflect light in dark places.

I killed these three people in succession at the same pace as before.

Charles was nowhere to be seen.

I will not miss this disgusting guy.

Dangling in front of me with an Allen-style smile all day long, he thought that as long as he looked like Allen, he would rush to me?

I emerged from the darkness into the relatively bright street.

I threw the bloody dagger up, caught it, and repeated.

And those roses...

It's disgusting.

There is a flash of light on the far right of the field of vision. His mission target tonight is me, so his unstained dagger is extremely easy to reflect light in the dark.

It seems to be anxious.

After all... I've killed everyone else.

"You know Ellen Yeager—your little lover," he whispered in a dark corner, and I heard my throat tighten, "Where did you go now?"

"At home with hot coffee, of course."

"When you killed my companion, my companion was thinking about where to cut him, do you understand? It's like cooking a cow," he said, with faint excitement in his tone, " Hands and feet... No matter what you cut off, it can be regenerated, he is a good target for training, don't you wonder what will happen if you dig out his heart?"

"Blood will splatter!" He suddenly laughed out loud, as if he was talking about something very interesting, "It's like a fountain! There's everything you need for a wonderful dark red liquid..."

"Crack," I aimed at the reflective part and pressed the trigger, "just like you?"

A lot of nonsense.

I found the place where his body landed, but fortunately he didn't notice that the position of the moonlight was shifted when he was talking, and his arm was exposed, which provided a good measurement space for my eyesight.

His body was convulsed, and there was a blood hole in his neck that would pour blood into his lungs, which was a very painful way to die.

I aimed at his forehead and fired another shot.

So now it's time to go to Alan and the others.

After walking a short distance, I found the mark made by Dominick and the others, a faint fluorescent powder, they always like to paint on the corners, the angle is tricky, and it is difficult for inexperienced people to notice.

I searched slowly, and soon came to an abandoned warehouse. After the building inside the wall began to expand outwards, there were many more abandoned warehouses.

I think that after the king's government is established again, there will be someone specially assigned to manage these things.

The sound of gunfire in the warehouse was overwhelmed, and the smell of gunpowder made it a bit pungent, and the light from the burning gunpowder even surpassed the few torches inside.

I easily climbed through the window, and after walking up, I saw Sophie with a sniper gun on her shoulder. Her spirit was highly concentrated, focusing on the intersection of the bullets below.

"Why are you stuck?" The plan should be to use Allen to lure out the rest of the people shortly after I left, and then quickly subdue them.

But now, the person who should have been protected was at the intersection of the shells, and several subordinates protected him, shooting to the other side from the bunker in the middle of the warehouse.

"Minister," Sophie didn't answer at first, but when I patted her, she turned her head and called me in a low voice, "There are people outside the plan."