Chapter Seventy-Two: The Rival in the Black Alley

A young man in a black coat and a black hat walked aimlessly on the street after leaving Maugham's watch shop, walking unhurriedly and leisurely.

The 9th arrondissement, which has the most developed entertainment industry, becomes especially lively at night, and the air seems to be filled with an impulsive hormonal smell.

The figure of the young man in black quickly fell into this red light and green fire.

Walking into a red-lit block, every other distance on the street stands a beautiful and scantily clad girl, whose profession speaks for itself.

The young man in black knew that these were not his own entities, but holographic projections tailored to his master's body.

The light that seeps out of the projected virtual body gives people a sense of fascination and etherealism.

"Handsome guy, can you please have a drink?" As a delicate voice sounded, a bewitching girl with short pink hair appeared in front of the young man in black.

The young man in black smiled and said, "No matter how much the world finds out, the reason for the conversation is still so old-fashioned. ”

In the face of the slight ridicule of the young man in black, the short-haired woman didn't care, but stepped forward even more boldly, her pink fragrant tongue slid between her lips, and a white arm stopped the neck of the young man in black.

"Because the way human beings achieve happiness is still so single. The woman's voice is full of ** and temptation.

"But I have a lot of ways to make you happy, I don't know how much you can last..."As he spoke, a pair of sexy long legs were crossed around the waist of the young man in black.

"Oh, that sounds pretty good. The young man in black chuckled, then raised his head sharply, and his face, which was tightly covered by a top hat, was instantly visible.

"Ahh

The crowd around him couldn't help but follow the prestige, and at this moment, the young man in black had already covered his face with the brim of his hat again.

"Hehe, I don't think I'm suitable for you. With that, he walked straight through the projection of the short-haired woman.

"It's okay to add money. As the young man in black took a few steps, the short-haired woman shouted behind him.

The young man in black stopped his body and turned his head sideways and whispered to the short-haired woman, "I'm sorry, you can't arouse my interest." Ignoring the stunned look on the short-haired woman's face, she disappeared into the crowd again.

After walking for a long time, the young man in black walked into the dark alley of the day and stopped.

"To make you laugh, now I will be disgusted even if I am a dusty woman, I have to say that it is a sad thing. ”

After a pause, the black-clothed young man smiled again: "But you are not qualified to laugh at me, the reason why I fell to such a field is all due to you, right? Head... Weng!"

After saying that, the young man in black turned around suddenly, and his eyes, which had been cold and fierce, seemed to be about to erupt with angry magma flames.

This young man in black is none other than Matthew.

For a long time, a low voice came out of the darkness of the alley facing Matthew.

"I'm sorry for the loss of your relationship with the opposite sex, but maybe it's because you've become what you are that you find true love. ”

A smile suddenly appeared on Matthew's face, which was still extremely gloomy just now.

"So, I'll lend you good words. ”

The voice in the darkness said, "That is for later, now you should think about how to keep yourself alive." ”

Matthew said, "You're going to kill me?"

A voice in the darkness said, "Don't I have a reason?"

Matthew laughed wildly, "Yes, of course, we both have a good reason to kill each other! ”

A cold smile came from the darkness, as if he was particularly disdainful of what Matthew had said.

Matthew didn't care, he took out the black box he had obtained in Maugham's hand from his arms, tossed it high and picked it up.

"That's what you want?" said Matthew.

"Guess?"

Matthew thought for a moment and smiled: "I'm really stupid, since you can follow me everywhere, how can the information in this box be true, I think it's some terrible story that has been arranged, otherwise that idiot from the watch shop wouldn't be in a hurry to contact me." ”

"What you say is really sad for the loyal spy. A voice in the darkness said faintly.

"No, he's just a spy who forgets his interests. I knew that the most hated thing by human beings was fraud, and spies were also the most despised by people. ”

"Hehe, your words will make Maugham very sad. ”

"His heart and soul are bargains. ”

"Well, don't talk about him. The voice in the darkness continued.

"I always thought you had some kind of key to TAROT, but then I realized that I had received a strong preconceived notion that what I saw in the laser stadium was real?"

Matthew closed his mouth in surprise and fell silent.

"Nightingale. A cold, decisive voice came from the darkness.

After a long time, Matthew smiled: "It seems that you already know a lot of things. ”

"No, I just know what I know. ”

As he spoke, a silver-haired figure appeared not far in front of Matthew, and the two former enemies met again.

Looking at Hugo's slightly pale cheeks, Matthew's palms began to tremble unconsciously. It was an excitement that I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart.

Why is Hugo here?

The reason is very simple, Maugham is one of the eyeliners that Xiaobai told Hugo Nightingale in the Comic Research Club. Although this is just a drop in the bucket for the entire Nightingale in the eyeliner arranged by the many blasphemer organizations, but as the so-called one house does not sweep the world, Hugo will naturally not let go of the opportunity to purge the mole for the Comic Research Society.

So there is today's scene.

To Hugo's surprise, Maugham and Nightingale were so retro in their way of connecting, and the person who connected with him was Matthew, one of Hugo's arch-enemies.

Things are getting intriguing again.

Matthew naturally didn't find things interesting, and although he seemed crazy and crazy on the surface, he knew in his heart that it was not wise for him to fight a blasphemous desperately.

Moreover, this blasphemer is not only strong, but also will not show mercy to himself.

Just when he felt flustered, Hugo continued to maintain a calm state, as if he was not in a hurry to fight him, but asked lightly: "There is something I want to ask you, my whereabouts just now should be relatively hidden, even ordinary blasphemers can't detect it, so how did you find me?"