Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Food and water, sunlight, oxygen." While the girl was struggling, the former killer had already finished eating and wiped his mouth. "And bullets and weapons that can fire bullets."

“So I am unnecessary.”

Matilda leaned back in her chair with her hands folded, looking at him with a sullen face.

"I'm unnecessary."

Leon scratched his head: "You are necessary..."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I am not oxygen, not food or water, not—"

“You are sunshine.”

The old man interrupted, and then he pursed his lips, picked up the empty knife and started cutting around on the empty plate...

Matilda's eyes were curved and she rested her chin on her arms to tease him.

"What am I? Say it again."

"I have to clean up... go clean up..."

He stood up hurriedly and ran to the kitchen with the plate in his hand.

Five seconds later, he ran back, put down the candlestick and replaced it with a real empty plate...

Matilda just looked at him and laughed.

Very interesting.

"inside--"

boom!

The crisp sound of gunfire!

Matilda subconsciously jumped forward and rolled under the table. As Leon took off his hat and rushed out of the kitchen, all the glass windows were shattered by bullets!

boom!boom!

Boom! !

Leon tore off the tape from under the table and loaded the gun. Looking back, he saw Matilda's angry face.

'You said you were quitting!'

Leon nodded innocently: "It's better to be prepared."

Click.

Rubber boots shattered the glass. Prick up your ears, the sound of footsteps...

One light and one heavy.

Two people, a man and a woman.

Firearm model.

Impact point.

Bullet track.

Direction of view.

Years of gunfire and sulfur have made the man gather all the information from the outside world in his brain. He put his arm around Matilda and waited quietly for his feet to step into the right position.

then…

The muzzle of the gun was quietly pressed against the tablecloth, and in the blind sight...

boom!

Open fire!

Fall to the ground!

He grabbed Matilda and lifted the table to use as a shield and moved towards the kitchen!

boom!Boom!

Gunshots rang out!

"Damn it! He went to the kitchen!"

The man seemed to be hit, and he scolded his companion in a rough male voice.

"I have eyes." The woman's voice was deep. "Rookie, you'd better see who the mentor is."

"You're supposed to keep me safe!"

A chuckle.

The heels of his boots tapped on the wooden floor as he paced around the restaurant. His lazy tone was clearly heard by Leon and Matilda in the kitchen.

"I have no obligation to keep you safe, rookie."

"You asked for it."

Wails.

"help me…"

"I'm bleeding…"

Leon pricked up his ears, and the more he listened, the more strange it sounded. If the other party was a killer... He gestured to Matilda to keep quiet, took the risk of pulling out a knife, and peeked outside through the blurred metal mirror.

result…

The woman was sitting leisurely in a chair, turning the gun in her hand and looking him in the eye.

"Hi, Mr. Lyon?"

Lyon:…

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The young man's thigh was shot through, blood was all over the floor. The woman changed seats in disgust, and kicked his gun away as she passed by.

"What are you going to do?!!!"

The woman ignored him and said towards the kitchen: "Shall we talk?"

Leon said nothing.

"If I wanted to, you and that girl wouldn't be in a safe position." The pistol spun between his fingers, and then pointed in the opposite direction of the kitchen. Bend your elbows, twist your body—and swing your arms!

boom--! !

The bullet spins in an arc! !

boom.

He bypassed the kitchen passage and accurately shot through the frying pan above Matilda's head.

Lyon:…

bullet,

It forms an arc.

Chapter 141 Extra: Uncle and Fox

The bullet arced and pierced the frying pan above Matilda's head.

Lyon looked around and saw a bend of nearly 60 degrees...

"Mr. Lyon, can we talk?"

Just as the man was about to get up, Matilda suddenly grabbed his big hand.

The girl's eyes were filled with stubbornness.

"go together."

"Don't you ever leave me again."

Leon said nothing.

"Either we live together..." Matilda clenched her calloused hands despite the pain, "Or we die together."

——In the corridor and dining room, the woman lazily crossed her legs and looked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Lyon?"

Leon sighed, rubbed Matilda's head randomly, and stood up with his arms around her.

He hid the girl on his other side, turned sideways and stepped out.

There was no movement for a long while.

"You don't want me to chat with a leg?" The woman laughed.

The second leg took a step forward. Then he and Matilda saw the lady's face.

The long-haired girl with a slender figure was turning a specially made pistol in her palm - on the other side, the young man leaning against the fireplace had a pale face and blood gushing from the bullet hole in his thigh.

"Is there any breakfast left? I left in a hurry and threw away the hot dog without finishing it."

The girl smiled in a very familiar manner and greeted the girl hiding behind Leon with her other hand.

"I won't kill your lover. Don't worry."

The corridor from the kitchen to the dining room is a bit long, and Matilda often complains. At this moment, Leon feels that the distance is not far enough...

At the dining table, the three of them looked at each other.

The woman held the pistol under Leon's vigilance——

The next moment, the gun was pointed at the man with a hole in his thigh.

"W-what are you going to do?!"

"fire--"

boom.

There is a hole between the eyebrows.

The bullet hole was as big as a little finger, and the back of his head was probably blown into a rose.

The splashed fireplace and wallpaper are red and white everywhere.

"If you don't kill us, you'll have to pay for the cleaning."

Leon said expressionlessly.

The girl curled her lips into a smile and put down the gun.

"Leon, once the top killer, now a free man - I heard that you retired? Because of this child?"

Leon said nothing.

The woman raised an eyebrow. “I thought you’d be curious about why the bullet turned.”

"If you have seen a woman transform into a 3.4-meter-tall python in front of you, you won't be surprised by a bullet that can turn."

woman:……

"Instead of killing me, you killed...your teammate. Do you have something to talk to me about?" Leon shook his head: "I've retired and I don't take any more jobs." He glanced at the girl's arm obscurely.

"Besides, you probably don't need to hire me."

“Not hiring, but joining.”

The woman put away her smile and stood up. "You can call me Fox. I come from an ancient organization - Leon. I need your help."

An invitation without a beginning or an end.

Of course Lyon refused.