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Chapter 128 The female director's fugitive fiancé (11)

"Shhhhh!"

"Crack, click, click!"

"Pfft..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The "hidden weapon" that appeared without warning disrupted the attack rhythm of the men in black suits.

The tall and thin figure thrust a dagger into the man's heart, and his abdomen felt like being poked by the back of his hand.

The tall and thin figure paused for a second, seized this opportunity and suddenly burst out, using the black suit in front of him as a shield to block the brass knuckles swung by the next person, and broke through forward.

In just one or two seconds, when there was a blind spot in the vision, four more people changed their body movements and rushed forward, with sharp and cold lights attacking the tall and thin figure's vital points.

"Shh!"

It was that familiar sound of hidden weapons again.

It sounds like a brick and is as fast as a bullet leaving the gun, but it's hard to tell in dim light.

But the power of that thing is really good and its accuracy is also excellent.

The tall and thin figure did not hesitate this time, and rushed directly towards the gap opened for him by the hidden weapon. The short blade in his hand drew a crescent hook and swept across the throats of the two men.

……

The last person fell down, his tall and thin figure swayed, and he knelt on one knee, as if he was at the end of his strength.

Qingyao was sure that the little thing hadn't been hurt again since she came.

But she was not sure what his situation was like before this?
Judging from the red temperature of the black fat cat, the little thing should be having a fever.

No matter how weak he is now, how much of it is real or fake, if it goes on any longer, he will have a fever and problems.

Qingyao did not hesitate and approached in the blood.

The tall and thin figure seemed to have no reaction, but this was actually the most obvious reaction.

He was luring the enemy deep into his territory, ready to pounce and kill with one strike at any time.

"Are you ok?"

The voice is sweet and soft, yet has an ethereal and clear quality that is otherworldly.

Such a tender voice... underage?

Luo Fei couldn't believe it. The person who was secretly watching him and occasionally helping him was actually a young girl?

The petite figure approaching seemed to be completely defenseless against him, with empty hands and no weapon was seen.

"Who are you?"

His voice was hoarse and weak, and I didn't know if it was caused by the high fever or because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

But it's not bad.

Qingyao glanced at the black fat bird that was still in a fighting state, and stopped three meters away: "We just met by chance, why bother asking for your name?"

"You are hurt?"

Luo Fei was silent for a moment, still motionless: "Just now, thank you."

Qingyao sighed: "If you really want to thank me, you won't release such obvious murderous intent."

The lie was exposed, Luo Fei suddenly jumped up, and fought with Qingyao with his bare hands.

Three moves, extremely brief contact, were enough to make Luo Fei shocked.

That seemingly petite and soft body, which was so fragile that there was no sign of any training, could actually burst out with power comparable to that of two or three men in black suits.

At the same second when Luo Fei brought out the blade again, he was hit hard on the back of his neck. His vision suddenly went black, and he lost control of his body and fell forward.

The last thing he felt was being embraced by a soft and petite body, and the sweet breath at the tip of his nose made him not feel the slightest sense of crisis.

Qingyao placed the person against the wall, squatted down, took out her cell phone to illuminate, checked the bodies of the men in black suits, and frowned.

"He has poison hidden in his teeth, no firearms on him, no identification documents, and only a tattoo on his chest?"

"What the hell is this?"

Qingyao saw bulges under the tattooed skin of the corpse and stepped back in disgust.

With a "bang", the bulge exploded into a handful of blood.

A sizzling corrosion sound suddenly sounded, making people's scalps tingle.

Qingyao retreated to Luo Fei's side, picked him up and took a few steps back. It can be said that she was quite disgusted with the tricks left by these assassins.

"He even poisoned people after his death. It's not easy for this little thing to still be alive today after offending such a cruel person."

【…】

"Wait... if the little thing also encountered this in the original owner's memory and never appeared again, could it be that it died here?" [It's possible, dear. ]

When Qingyao thought about the little thing being killed by these ghosts, she felt even more displeased when she looked at the corpses on the ground.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, souls to hell, to atone for the sins of life."

"Disperse."

Follow your words.

In the alley, behind the "cross" hidden in the darkness, all the sins on the ground dissipated into smoke.

A breeze blew by, the dust and smoke dissipated, and there was nothing left on the spot except traces of a fight.

After carrying the person back into the car and turning on the ceiling light, Qingyao finally saw the appearance of this little creature from another dimension.

"laugh."

"He's a good liar."

It was a very harmless, yet charming and enchanting face.

Even though her lips were already dry and her face was abnormally red, her color was still intact and she had a different kind of temptation.

If Qingyao had not seen him kill people without blinking an eye, she would have been fooled by this face that was as beautiful as a deer in the forest, revealing innocence and harmlessness.

"No wonder he can't be the male lead. Is he trying to steal the female lead role from me?"

【…】

[This, you are the master of secondary creation! 】

"That makes sense. It doesn't matter if he steals my script."

"I'm generous, so it's okay to trade with him."

It’s not a big problem to let him take care of the little thing he raises himself.

【…】

Has the little ancestor been driven crazy by a series of unexpected accidents?

Is this the point?

Is it this one?

One?

?
?

The Shenhao system roared silently, so Qingyao naturally couldn't hear anything.

She just glanced at his face twice and was disgusted by his dirty appearance. She had a mysophobia attack and wanted to smear disinfectant on his face.

After a quick inspection, I confirmed that the little thing only had a few scratches on its body, none of which were serious.

The key point is that he also has a tattoo on his chest that is very similar to those in black suits.

Qingyao opened his mouth with a grim look and checked his teeth.

There was something wrong with one of the teeth, but it was empty and there was no poison inside.

Qingyao's face was grim. He took the patient's pulse and frowned again.

His condition is not an ordinary cold or fever, but a poison.

This made her look at the tattoo as if she could curl her fingers into claws and dig out that piece of tattoo in the next moment!
After staring for three seconds and taking a deep breath, a thick book appeared in Qingyao's hand. She held the book in one hand and covered the tattoo with the other hand, closing her eyes and sensing it carefully.

A curled-up black shadow slowly took shape.

"insect?"

Qingyao looked at the tattoo with strange eyes.

"The little thing actually has parasites on it...so dirty!"

[…Is there a possibility that the parasite you are talking about is actually a poison? ]

"Aren't they just poisonous bugs? Aren't they also parasites?"

【…】

Unable to refute.

The characteristics of that thing: insect, highly poisonous, parasitic on living things, and able to control human actions.

Strictly speaking, it is like an upgraded version of the wireworm.

No... after all, the poisonous insect is the king who won the fight among a group of insects. It's very awesome, okay?
Why is it that when it comes to my little ancestor, he makes it sound as if he is talking about a flesh-worm like a fly on a human skin?

　Tickets~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)