R City. Hoxton School of Design. Girls' dormitory.

Wan'er, who came back from class, had just changed into the work clothes of the bubble tea shop when she heard the voice of her roommate Ji Nuan: "Wan'er, will you come back after your part-time job today?"

"Well......" she paused for a moment, "I guess I'm going back to the orphanage." I haven't been back for a few days, and it just so happens that there is no class tomorrow morning, so I will go back and sleep for the night. ”

"Ah...... I also want to say that I will take you to Hi Pi today when you finish your part-time job. Ji Nuan, who heard the answer, got out of the quilt and looked at Wan'er who was standing next to the table to clean up her things.

Wan'er seemed to feel her resentful eyes, and raised her head to look at Ji Nuan's bed. This look made Wan'er squat on the ground with laughter. It's really not that she laughs low, the quilt wraps up the whole Ji Nuan, and there is only one head left, her mouth is pouted high because she is dissatisfied with Wan'er's decision, and her chin is also raised high, as if she wants to stick her head up to the ceiling.

Hearing Wan'er's laughter, Ji Nuan's expression was even worse. Wan'er also knows what kind of character Ji Nuan is, and when she laughs enough, she will accept it when she sees it. Then she walked under Ji Nuan's bed, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her hand again, wanting to rub the little head of this tsundere. But the bed is too high, and he is too short, plus Ji Nuan is sitting on the bed, so he is really powerless.

At this time, Ji Nuan also understood her thoughts, so she consciously lowered her head so that Wan'er's hand could touch her head. Wan'er, who successfully touched her head, finally opened her mouth to coax people: "Okay, okay, okay next time." I'll accompany you wherever you want to go next time. That's it. ”

"Now, that's what you said. I can't go back. When Ji Nuan heard Wan'er's promise, her little eyes quickly turned several times, and at a glance, she knew that she was thinking about where to play next time.

Wan'er saw that she had already coaxed this tsundere, so she picked up the bag she had just packed and put aside, and then said goodbye to the person on the bed: "Hmm." No remorse. Okay, I'm leaving, I'm going to be late, I'm not going to be poor with you. ”

"Get out, get out, remember to bring it to the door for me. ”

The bubble tea shop where Wan'er works is near the school, and it takes five minutes to walk from the school gate. After coming to the bubble tea shop and saying hello to all the colleagues in the shop, she walked into the back kitchen, put down her bag, and began to put herself into her busy work.

Wan'er works from half past five in the evening to half past ten in the evening. The passenger flow during this time period is also quite large, because many students come back to drink a cup of milk tea and talk about life without classes in the evening. With so many customers, the store is not well staffed, which leads to an extremely large workload for every employee in the store.

Seeing off the last of the guests, the standard smile that Wan'er had been holding on her face finally collapsed.

After relaxing her hands and feet a little, she expertly picked up the broom in the storage room to help clean up. At this time, the owner of the bubble tea shop packed the small cakes that were not sold out today in a small box and put them next to Wan'er's bag: "Wan'er, I'll put the cake next to your bag." Remember to bring it home for breakfast for the children in your yard. ”

Wan'er didn't refuse, "Okay, then I'll thank the boss for them first." "Obviously, this is not the first time this has happened. By the time the bubble tea shop is cleaned up, it's not too early. Wan'er took her bag and the cake packed by her boss and left.

There were no buses at this point, so Wan'er had to ride her bicycle on the way back to the orphanage. Fortunately, the road to the outskirts of R has been renovated a few years ago, and instead of the narrow, muddy mountain roads it used to be, have become wide, smooth asphalt roads, and they are all lighted. The street lamps on both sides stand tall, like dedicated soldiers standing guard. The bright light dispels all the darkness on the way home, giving people a sense of security.

Wan'er sat firmly in the saddle of her bicycle with a basket of her bag and cake. She held the handlebars with both hands, controlled the car steadily, and pressed the pedals down hard with both ** substitutes, and the wheels spun tirelessly. The wind swiftly crept around her, leaving a slight mark in her ears and blowing some of the broken hair around her ears.

Because it was night, Wan'er didn't bring headphones to listen to songs when she was riding, but sometimes paid attention to the situation around her from time to time. When she was about to get off work today, her right eyelid was constantly beating, and she suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart. It always feels like something is going to happen tonight.

At the same time. In the woods near the little orphanage. A man dressed in shabby clothes and with messy hair walked through the gaps between the trees, as if he was running away, very embarrassed. He clutched one hand over his abdomen, red blood slowly flowing from between his fingers. The other hand propped up the trees on the side, and his steps staggered, as if he were stepping on a pile of cotton.

Fifty meters behind him, two men in special forces uniforms walked forward in the woods with guns in a cross step. Walking in the middle of them was a young man who looked to be only in his twenties, more than 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned waist, strong limbs, broad shoulders, and a tall chest. After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly raised his right hand and motioned for the team next to him to stop advancing.

At this time, a voice came from his earphones: "Boss Gu, the target has fallen to the ground." The distance between you and you has been reduced to thirty meters. It must have been the shot that just made him bleed too much. ”

"Roger. Gu Zirui responded after receiving the news, and at the same time gestured to his teammates, signaling him to disperse and move forward in a formation of left and right strikes. Soon, the escapee who was sitting on the ground panting for breath was surrounded by Gu Zirui and them, left and right. With the escapees and Gu Zirui, there were only three people on the field. Gu Zirui was the first to speak: "Surrender." You're already surrounded. ”

"Hmph, you want me to surrender? The escapee slowly got up from the ground, and patted the dust on his ass as he got up, showing no sign of fear, "You think you can capture me alive with just two broken guns from you two mortals? Not only can I petrify you, but I can also petrify myself. ”

With that, he pointed with his dirty finger to the place where the bullet had just pierced, where there was no sign of bloodshed, and the bloody hole where the bullet had struck was petrified, as if it had been coated with a layer of cement on the skin.

When Gu Zirui saw this, his brows furrowed slightly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. Then he also expressed his reasoning: "I have seen some of your cases before, if I am not mistaken...... Your ability should have to go through the palm of your hand to cast it. In other words, you have to touch or touch someone to petrify it. Isn't that right?"

Hearing his analysis, a trace of shock and panic flashed in the escapee's eyes. Although he quickly returned to normal, the emotions of that moment were still captured by the attentive Gu Zirui.

Knowing such important information, Gu Zirui's brain was running rapidly, and several implementation plans appeared in his mind, and in the end he chose the most simple and crude method: countering violence with violence. There was only a few seconds to think about the plan, and when he made a decision, he opened his mouth and gave the order: "Gu Yi!"

Then, the person standing next to Gu Zirui answered. When Gu Zirui only called his name, he knew what he should do, which was their tacit understanding for many years.

He lowered his gun, then took off his hat and took a few steps forward, standing just a few steps away from the escapee. He hooked his finger at the escapee: "Can't I capture you alive......?" Is that so?"

Halfway through his words, Gu Yi stretched out his palm and hit the escapee's shoulder. The escapee reacted and wanted to dodge, but Gu Yi's speed was too fast, and before he could react, he was slapped the shoulder.

Gu Yi's strength was so great that it sent him flying. The man who was hit by a palm hit the trunk of a tree behind him and coughed up a mouthful of blood. But the most terrifying thing was that the shoulder that had just been attacked by Gu Yi was frozen by ice, and he couldn't lift his whole hand. The escapee looked at his arm that he couldn't move, his face was incredulous, and he yelled at Gu Yi: "You are also an alien?"

Before the escapees could recover from the shock, Gu Yi made another move. But this time, the escapee didn't take it lightly anymore, he quickly dodged Gu Yi's attack, and then turned around and gave Gu Yi a kick. Gu Yi, who was kicked in the abdomen, quickly stood up straight again and attacked the escapee.

The two of them fought inseparably, and after a few went back and forth, some parts of both of them were frozen or petrified. However, since the escapee's arm was frozen by Gu Yi, and the bullet was still in his body, such a fierce fight caused his physical exertion to be extremely exertionable. Seeing that he was about to be at a disadvantage, he had a plan and deliberately exposed the shoulder that was not frozen, wanting to lure Gu Yi to attack him.

Gu Yi, who was in a hurry to freeze his other hand, really did not disappoint him, he seized this opportunity, and slapped his shoulder with a blue palm, trying to completely immobilize the escapee. And this attack posture also exposed Gu Yi's chest directly to the line of sight of the escapee.

At this moment, when the escapee wanted to slap Gu Yixin on the mouth and completely finish him off, Wan'er, who was wearing a ponytail, didn't know which grass pile came out of it, and kicked it on the palm of his hand that was ready to sneak attack, and the escapee's center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person was kicked to the ground.

Wan'er, who kicked the person, didn't realize what a dangerous place she had broken into, and pointed at the escapee and scolded: "Why are you so insidious!