Chapter 935
2014-08-14
Victor is upset now, not only because his guard job is out of control, but because Chief Joah seems to be Kind of don't believe him. Of course, the latter can't blame the leader, but the guy who came out of nowhere must be blamed.Nero Boom...what a bad name!
The name is strange and the person is ignorant. Judging from the words and deeds he communicated with the leader, this person should have a close relationship with the leader, possibly a relative like an uncle... Well, in terms of such a relationship, Victor originally planned to respect him. But everything always has to be prioritized. When is it now, can you take the leader out for shopping and play so casually? How to ensure security defense? What should I do if there is an accident...
Isn't it really an undercover?
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He took a slight breath. Victor decisively gave a vigilant hand seal to the scattered men, then frowned and walked towards the strange guy. He decided to try to offend the leader. Go ahead and check for peace of mind.
"Huh?" Before he could get close, Victor watched in astonishment as Nilao waved his hand to dismiss the waiter, and walked to the door of the other compartment, getting closer, eyes slightly narrowed, nose Twitching as if enjoying it so much...
Fuck!
Outside the door of the women's changing room, a middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples, posing as if he was almost stuck on the door... This scene, anyone who sees it will be decisive Think crooked.
Victor stared at this scene in a stunned manner, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, he felt that he had underestimated the bottom line of this guy before. It didn't run away!
Compared to Victor's shock and remnants, the men who had stepped aside earlier became furious. After all, it was their female companion who was changing clothes in the cubicle. The impulsive one has already walked over with his fist clenched. But right now.
dong dong dong, three polite knocks at a moderate pace. Reaching out and pressing, a wooden door of the compartment opened in response.
You really pushed it... man, Victor and the men subconsciously crossed Nilaobang, and saw a man with blond hair and red long hair in the booth. The tall and slender woman in the skirt half-covered her high chest, covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Ah—"
bang. Dodged in, the wooden door closed. The soundproofing effect of changing clothes is good, and the exclamation tone immediately decreases.
Silent, several people in the room looked at each other in dismay, they were all at a loss, and then they found that the other party did not move further, and also knew that the woman in the compartment did not seem to be the person in the field 's female companion.
Love. person, lover. wife, third party? The few people who saw Tang En and Joah coming together just now, couldn't help showing some weird expressions, and there was a little bit of envy and admiration hidden in them. Bullshit. Take advantage of the female partner to change clothes, seize the time to secretly date with the lover. It's really a two-pronged approach. Don't delay at all, he's really a role model for my generation...
Damn, what are you doing, bastard! Victor didn't think wrong, he just thought wrong. Thinking that Nilao had a wild beast, and wanted to do something scandalous on the spot, he was in a hurry and rushed in hastily.
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In the cubicle, "Who are you! Get out! Get out..." The voice was slightly shrill because of fear, covering the red dress in front of her high chest The tall blond woman, clinging to the wooden wall on the left side of the compartment, looked at the strange middle-aged man who suddenly broke in, her heavily make-up face was shocked and angry, and she shouted angrily, "If I don't go out, I will call People..."
"Tsk, very familiar dialogue and scenes. Should I say at this time, no one will come to save you if you scream? Oh, sorry, The taste seems to have gotten a little heavier recently, hehe..." With a chuckle, Tang En touched his nose, "Well, stop pretending, I believe no one will come to save a ladyboy. Well, it's still a strong perfume. You can't cover up the body-smelling ladyboy!"
The words fell, and the narrow compartment suddenly fell silent. The next moment, the killing intent appeared, and the heavy makeup and bright face suddenly became fierce, and the palm of the hand that covered the long skirt on the front of the chest waved Rapid Speed, and with a hiss, it screamed through the air, and instantly crossed the narrow distance between the two, straight into Tang En. heart!
In a flash, the red dress fell, revealing half of the dough chest tied with cloth strips, which looked really funny. But now is not the time to pay attention to this. The front end of the palm of the hand that makes the fingers into the knife is five Sen Leng blades inlaid on the nails. If this is firm, I am afraid that Tang En's heart will not be dug out directly.
But this is of course an impossible fantasy. In fact, after Tang En entered the store and felt the killing intent, the ending was doomed!
Stepping sideways, the right hand seems to be raised slowly and quickly, but only draws a half-arc, that is, accurately grasps the attacking wrist. Fold it in the opposite direction, kā kā, the crisp skeleton breaking sound send cold shivers down one's spine.
The cold sweat instantly oozes from Assassin's temples, not only because of the pain, but also because of the ubiquitous pressure. You must know that because of the same habits, the same style, etc., there will always be some feelings between peers. Just as Tang En can still feel the presence of this Assassin through a wooden door. But even though he has already started, this Assassin finds that he still can't feel the slightest familiarity from Tang En, not even the killing intent...
What does this mean?
It's either an illusion, or the gap between the two sides is too big!
I'm going to plant it... Although my heart sinks, this Assassin is a very ruthless character. He doesn't seem to feel his wrist being broken, and he doesn't say a word. Knee slam. At the same time, with a flip of the left hand, a short blade penetrated Tang En's eyebrows!
Tang En didn't mean to let go of the wrist. First, he raised his leg and pressed the top of the opponent's knee in advance, and then pulled his wrist. The five blades swept the side of the short blade, and the light sound of ding was faint. The spark flickered and swayed the short blade. Immediately after taking the first half step again, he slammed his elbow on the bridge of Assassin's nose, a groan, and the blood blossoms...
The compartment is already narrow, and now there are two people standing, and there is no other extra space to hide. . It is no exaggeration to say that the gestures of any party can directly hurt the other party in an instant, which can be described as a dance on the edge, extremely thrilling.
But the actual situation at the moment is not so exciting, just a few short breaths of fighting, completely one-sided crushing, until the tall Assassin was forced to sit back on the seat of the compartment, There was no major movement in the meantime.
Perhaps, even some movement was overshadowed by the ding dong tune that suddenly changed in the store.
"hū chī ... hū chī ..." Holding his head up, Assassin's nasal cavity kept churning and rolling blood, flowing down his face, and he gasped for breath. Tang En leaned over and stood behind the seat, turning his head to look at the wooden wall on the left side where Assassin was standing when he came in. A neat hole had been made in it, and it would not be a problem for a person to pass through. And in the next door, which is Joah's changing room...
shook the head, Tang En looked indifferent, one hand firmly restrained the violent struggle of Assassin like a fish on the shore, grabbed with one hand Come on that trembling wrist with five blades, pierced into Assassin's left breast of dough, and said indifferently, "Man, not all Quests can pick up...Listen, this is the Death God Sonata, rest in peace..."
The words fell, pu' sound, the blade pierced into the body, spinning... squeak, the wooden seat made a few sour violent friction sounds with Assassin's last Final Struggle, until it slowed down. Slow down.
Silence was restored in the booth. I don't know when, the soothing tune that was flowing quietly in the store has turned into a heavy and mournful.
This is the Death God Sonata, usually used at Other World funerals. I believe that if it hadn't dared to offend the Grey Cloth Armed Force, it would have been impossible for this shop to play this tune.
He picked up a piece of torn red skirt cloth and wiped the blood on his hands, while Tang En hummed slowly to the tune. It's familiar, Tang En first listened to this song in Black Rock City, the same piano, but the guitarist was Ghost Face...
Wipe off the blood splattered on his face, face a The square mirror, which was miraculously intact, was sorted out. Tang En threw away the blood cloth and opened the wooden door.
"Huh?"
"Uh, so fast..." Outside the door, Victor, who reached out his hand to push the door, happened to meet Tang En, subconsciously said.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing, hehe... by the way, you were in there just now... eh?" He glanced at the compartment over Tang En's shoulder. , Victor's burly body suddenly tense.
"I met an old friend, come over and say hello." He passed by lightly and closed the wooden door behind him, avoiding the curious gaze of the waiting men not far away.
Tang En turned his head and glanced at Joah's dressing room, which had not yet opened. Looking away again, I saw that the waitress was leading a curly-haired man in a robe from a distance, her narrow eyes narrowed, and she patted Victor on the shoulder, "Go, here comes another one. old friends. Well, remember to bring these old friends back later, so that I can enjoy the friendship of the landlord."
"Uh..."
Without waiting for Victor to return to his senses, With a faint smile on the corner of Tang En's mouth, he greeted the two waitresses approaching.
"Sorry, you can't go there." After approaching the changing room area, the soldiers scattered around immediately stopped the curly-haired man who was following the waitress.
"This is our resident designer, I just told your boss..."
"Let them come over." Tang En waved his hand, but the soldiers Naturally, he wouldn't listen to his instructions. Hearing this, he looked towards Victor at the back. The latter seemed to have just came back to his senses.
The waitress approached and bowed her head and said, "Your Excellency, this is our resident designer..."
"Is this the top?" The curly-haired man held Joah just now. The selected black top, took the conversation, raised the gray trousers held in his left hand, and said with a smile, "Try to match this style of trousers, it is simple and elegant, and the effect should be good."
Tang En shook the head: "I don't know how to match clothes. Since you're a professional, I'll listen to you... Well, does the designer understand music?"
The curly-haired man was taken aback for a moment: "Uh, sorry, I don't quite understand."
"So, do you know what tune is playing now?"
shrugged, "Oh, of course I do. Death God Sonata, you can often hear it."
Nodding, Tang En stepped forward casually, stretched out his hand and sighed: "Since you know, why do you still come..."
…………(To be continued..)