If you have a phone number, it is obviously more convenient, could it be that the boss has his special intentions in arranging this?

Eleven could only think so, so he didn't talk much, but he didn't think it was possible that Thirteen forgot to make up for it, even if it was.

"Eleven, come with me!"

The meeting was over, and Thirteen called Eleven out alone.

Eleven followed, and walked with him out of the basement to the study on the ground floor.

"Zhang Yue, what do you think?"

He asked.

"It has been kind to me and has helped me a lot. ”

Eleven answered quickly, but immediately realized Thirteen's somewhat far-fetched smile on his face, and his heart trembled slightly.

Thirteen didn't answer immediately, and after a few seconds, he said:

"I know, go back, rest early!"

He began to chase away the guests, as if he had called Eleven specifically to ask such a question.

But Eleven knew very well that with Thirteen's character, it would never be for this.

"Master......"

There was some hesitation, but I still spoke.

"Huh?"

Thirteen sat down in his chair and put down the thick book he had just picked up.

"Master, what do you think?"

Eleven used an honorific title, but Thirteen didn't answer, but asked with a smile:

"What do you say?"

“……”

There was silence, as if time had stood still at this moment, and Eleven could already guess the outcome.

"If that day comes, I'll trouble you to deal with it for me. ”

"Yes. ”

Eleven nodded, but it was as if he had suddenly caught something.

Test?

Eleven is incomprehensible for the time being.

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"Hmph, my stupid ......"

"Not in the mood!"

After leaving the organization, as soon as he stepped on the street, the prince at the door suddenly came out of nowhere.

Before he could finish the standard line of the middle twenty, Eleven quickly interrupted it.

But the other party was not discouraged.

"Kokoko, I really deserve to be my brother, my dark lord Dracula......"

"I remember the last time it was supposed to be the Dark Mage.

Also, can your right eye, which has sealed the power of destruction, finally open?

As you can see, world peace, doesn't the king need to wear an eye patch today?

I stumbled upon the courier box in the organization's trash can.

Also, there are ......"

“STOP！！！！！”

The prince finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and hurriedly stopped it, and then looked resentful:

"Ge Laozi, why did you take gunpowder today? Why are you talking so impulsively, give ...... Ahem!!"

As soon as he was in a hurry, Sichuan's hometown dialect was revealed, and then he hurriedly adjusted to Mandarin mode, coughed twice in embarrassment, and his voice was much quieter:

"I'll die if I give me some face, really?"

He complained, but Eleven ignored him and walked away.

"Hey, don't go, let's go together!"

The prince followed.

"Well, brother, can you do a little favor?"

"What?"

Seeing that it seemed that there was really something to find himself, Eleven replied seriously.

"Well, you know, I love art and culture!"

To put it bluntly, explosions, bombs, gunpowder, and the art and culture in the prince's mouth have always been these.

"You should go to the public security network to check this. ”

Bomb Maniac is the title given to the prince by the public security network.

This person is a young and handsome beautiful man on the surface, but behind the scenes, he is the culprit who caused the N explosions, and he has long become an internationally wanted criminal.

It's a pity that the police haven't had any relevant information about his appearance at present, so this person still dares to swagger in people's eyes.

As for why the prince became such a character at such a young age?

Or maybe it had happened, Eleven didn't know.

In conclusion, in the words of the prince himself:

"Art is an explosion!"

The devil knows where it came from.

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"Actually, yesterday I accidentally blew up my house in the suburbs while I was doing experiments...... That one...... , hey, hey, hey......"

The prince scratched his head in embarrassment, but Eleven sped up as if he had received a signal.

"Hey, don't go so fast, wait for me!"

The prince hurriedly ran up:

"Please, uncle, let me pick up a one, two, three days, four or five years at your house, I swear, just one hundred and twenty three days for four or five years, and we will have a colleague anyway." ”

"Didn't the organization's basement give you a room?"

"It's a tough place, no kidding, and it's stressful to live in the same place with the boss!

Just the white princess's mother-in-law is enough for me to bear, don't you know what kind of rude temper she has?

And......

Hey, don't run!!"

The prince ran after him again:

"And I'm embarrassed to trouble other people, just a white chef is easy to talk to, but the problem is that the white chef also lives with the boss. ”

"Can't you just find a hotel or something?"

While running, Eleven responded like this, but the other party insisted on following.

"I'd like to, but what if my bomb material or something is discovered by outsiders and the police are called?

I swear, if you're willing to let me borrow it at your house, I'll be careful not to threaten the safety of my cute babe. ”

"Where does this come from the mouth of a perverted lolicon?"

"What's wrong with a man's perversion?!!!!"

Such a sentence, the prince almost shouted with a low roar.

At this time, Eleven was also a little tired from running, so he stopped and took a few breaths.

He will only show this kind of posture in front of the people in the organization.

Like the anger, complaining, and ridicule just now, these are completely undisguised and exposed.

It's just because the object is your own person, and it won't be the case if you change to someone else.

"There's nothing wrong with a man's perversion at all, as long as it doesn't affect others!"

The prince seemed to care about this, and said it again, with a righteous and awe-inspiring face, but the next moment, it was a sentence:

"You're right, brother!"

He had a hippie smile, and the kindness of this brother's call was exchanged for Eleven's black line.

Eleven didn't say anything at all, and just kicked it over.

But the other party easily dodged.

"Hmph, I want to be right to me for this little ability, you still ......"

However, before he could proudly finish his show-off words, he immediately felt a pain in his crotch.

Looking over, it was Eleven who kicked him in the crotch.

So the prince immediately bowed into a shrimp shape, and screamed strangely.

"Hmph, just ants, dare to ......"

Eleven deliberately learned the prince's tone, but he only said a few words, and he could not continue.

Because there are already quite a few people looking this way.

In the process of running, the two have left the ancient street and arrived in a prosperous area, where many people have already gathered around to watch the show, and even take pictures.

Eleven couldn't stand the atmosphere and left directly, but unexpectedly, the prince suddenly hugged one of his feet at this time.

"Don't leave me, husband!!!"