Arknights, are you a good person?

The jeep started slowly, the atmosphere in the car became harmonious again, and Kong also invited with a smile.

Texas's long naked legs overlapped each other, squeezing out a soft curve. She hugged her chest with her hands and her high heels swayed slightly.

Texas shook his head decisively.

Qi Yuan also earnestly advised Kong:

"Just let colleagues enjoy the fun, and try not to let outsiders take advantage of the benefits."

"Uh……"

Sora was stunned for a moment.

118: La-Plan-De!! (3 more)

"What does it mean to quit?"

At Columbia Authentic Records, the boss stared at the patriarch of a mafia family in front of him, shocked.

The Buddhist beads that were spinning in his hand also fell down with a click.

"As soon as there's a new artist at Columbia Records, you immediately use all means to bring him down. Haven't we always been working together well?"

“There are certain difficulties.”

The patriarch coughed.

When his men came back pushing a damaged car, he was shocked, thinking that the enemy had brought large-scale lethal weapons.

But it doesn't matter.

They also have weapons, the gangster spirit of getting things done for money, and the optimism that man can conquer nature.

Just as he was about to paint a rosy picture for the new gang member, his frightened subordinates quickly stopped him and told the patriarch the second message.

This was hit with a fist.

The patriarch took a deep breath, stopped immediately and changed his strategy.

When facing a guy with extremely high personal fighting power, you need to use strategy to delay him and then target the little yellow-haired idol to complete the task.

Just as he was about to go to the family lobbyist, his frightened subordinates stopped him again.

Can you say it all at once?

Veins popped up on the forehead of the gang leader, and he gradually became irritable.

The third message made him suddenly sober up, his eyes became clear in an instant, and he immediately pulled the person to... his employer.

"I gave up."

Sonorous, powerful and resounding.

"I hope you have a sense of contract. There are very few companies that are willing to pay you. There are two-legged gangsters everywhere. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it!"

"Then let's just assume that we have no spirit of contract!"

This underworld patriarch was once a Syracuse native, and his younger brothers had heard a little about the Texas family through word of mouth and observation, but when it came to true understanding, it had to be him alone.

The more you know, the more you fear.

For example, he knew that the orphan of the Texas family had once been very much loved by the Sicilian lady.

Now a mysterious man has appeared... I can’t even imagine it.

In short, while the people in heaven are fighting, the gangsters underground should just keep their heads down and pretend to be ostriches. When he thought about how he was almost dragged into the battlefield of the gods, his legs trembled, and he felt a little more resentful towards Columbia Records, the company that issued the commission.

It’s all their fault for fighting over a company registration name, like they were kids!

"Farewell."

The clan leader paused, and before leaving, he added, "I don't want to do this job, and no one else will. I have already informed the brothers of the existence of that man, and you won't be able to find a single black glove."

Is this...that necessary?

Looking at the receding figure and feeling the other party's determination, the boss of Columbia Authentic Records began to back down.

Wouldn't I really offend someone I shouldn't offend?

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Leaving his employer's company, the mafia patriarch held his head high and felt happy.

They stayed away from the source of the crisis before it broke out, and it was precisely because of this sense of smell that they were able to grow and develop in Colombia.

"Great, keep it up."

Without even turning his head, he taught his men:

"As long as we don't stop, our gangster path will continue."

"..."

For some reason, his subordinates did not agree with him as usual. Instead, a murderous aura gently wrapped around his neck.

The temperature seemed to drop, and the patriarch shivered, but he didn't care and continued his lecture.

Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore and reminded unhappily:

"Where's the applause?"

Applause broke out very appropriately, and right behind him, close to his body, there was the dull sound of gloves clapping against each other.

“Great sense of smell.”

The unfamiliar voice praised, revealing genuine admiration.

"To survive like a wild dog, you need a sense of smell like this."

It was a wild and elegant female voice that suddenly exploded in the patriarch's heart like a thunderclap.

He immediately prepared to turn around, but an ancient Eastern-style sword gently touched his neck. A wisp of silver and gray hair flashed, and then slowly fell back into the blind spot of his vision.

"Shh, don't look back, your head will fall off."

The patriarch closed his eyes and felt that the knife was so bright that it was dazzling.

Why am I so unlucky?!

"What do you want from me?" As he spoke, his neck rubbed lightly against the blade, and red blood flowed down.

pain!

"There are so many things I want to know. Please tell me in detail."

"Why not start with Texas becoming a man's toy? I'm more interested in this topic."

"what?"

The cut on the neck became bigger, and blood soaked his shirt like a blooming flower.

His clothes were covered with flowers at this moment.

If the patriarch could look back, he would see a smiling face. The owner of the smiling face was a girl named Rupert with white hair and blue eyes. Her skin was a cold white without any blood, and the knife scar on her eyes made her look even more crazy.

White Wolf, Lapland.

"Tell me about that man." Lapland's lips curled up slightly, but there was no smile.

"You may not have much blood. How about this, I will hold the knife like this, and we will walk to the clinic together. If you haven't finished talking when you get to the clinic, I will help you relieve your pain. If you have finished talking, I will let the doctor relieve your pain."

"Also, you have some good men. Lend them to me."

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After leaving the big city and driving towards Tremont for a while, the Penguin Logistics team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qi Yuan's method actually works."

"We have entered the city area and reached the suburb of Tremont. We will reach the performance venue after walking another ten kilometers."

Since that day, there was actually no more gang harassment, and the Penguin Logistics escort journey suddenly became extremely peaceful. Kong had plenty of time to read the script, and he spoke the opening remarks very skillfully.

"Hajimaluyo——"

"Everyone's enthusiastic cheers were successfully conveyed to Sora today~! Thank you!"

Even the thank-you speech was a pre-rehearsed formula. Qi Yuan felt as if his idol filter was shattered. He sighed and shook his head, glancing at Texas beside him.

She was still wearing the same clothes, a red skirt, bare legs and high heels, looking very sexy.

Only Texas' long legs won't lie.

"Wait a moment."

Texas suddenly frowned, looked at the smoke and dust in front of him, and suddenly showed a look of alertness.

"I feel an extremely disgusting smell..."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword light flew from a distance, making a sound like a lone wolf's howl in the air, and slashed the hood of the jeep squarely. The hood opened in response, and a deep sword mark crushed and destroyed the engine.

The jeep was silent for a moment.

"Dear Miss Texas, I have a question that I would like you to answer."

The sound of boots pacing slowly began to sound, and I could hear the voice before I saw the person:

"Who is this man?"

119: This expression of jealousy towards me

Is there really a process of blowing up the axle?

Qi Yuan was stunned. The pale sword light had strangled the engine and even the transmission system was affected. The Archangel who was driving loosened his hands and instantly felt the steering wheel become free of resistance.

Click~

The radio and glove box suddenly vibrated and made a slight noise, and spider-web-like cracks grew on them, as if they were about to burst by something.

In a flash, Qi Yuan also drew his knife.

A perfect arc was drawn in the narrow car, and a scorching red light flashed by, colliding with the silver light that shattered the center console.

Chixiao sword technique!

The blade is like fire!

In an instant, red and pale collided with each other, like supernovas annihilating each other.

Clang~!

Along with a crisp sound, the dazzling light shattered and scattered, the sharp light cut the car interior into pieces, and the six sides of glass turned into debris in an instant.

Texas' face turned green.

Where is my knife?

She subconsciously reached for her waist and tried to draw her sword, but missed.

Oh, after putting on the skirt, I threw the weapon into the trunk.

Suddenly, a white-haired figure appeared at the intersection. She was wearing a long black windbreaker, holding a sharp knife in her right hand and shaking a glass of red wine in her left hand.

The red wine glass was shaking, and the lips seemed to be stained with blood.

"Texas, I didn't expect that we would meet again after such a long separation, not in Syracuse or Longmen, but in Colombia, in such a scene."

"It's so sad to see you again after such a long separation."

Lappland smiled, and swung the sword in his hand to make a beautiful sword flower:

"I have heard some bad rumors, but your sword is still so sharp. I felt the determination and passion in your sword drawing, which is enough to prove how ridiculous the rumors are."

Laplander sniffed, his expression suddenly delighted: "Texas, you pulled out the knife from the past again, right?"

"..."

When Qi Yuan heard this, he suddenly felt something strange and looked down at the knife in his hand.

He vaguely remembered that when he took the weapon from Texas, she solemnly told him that if someone added value to the knife, he should not hesitate but just chop her.