"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, it's not too late to say no when you're done with this picture. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The round-faced man didn't wait for Izawa to retort, he pressed it on his watch, and a large electronic portrait was immediately reflected above his wrist.

As soon as Izawa saw the handsome girl in the portrait, his pupils suddenly contracted.

It turned out to be her? Isn't she by Ginjue's side? Why would they go and attack the people in the House? Was it the silver that instructed her? For a moment, countless mysteries flashed through Ize's mind.

When the round-faced man saw Izawa's distracted appearance, he thought that Izawa was confused by the girl's beautiful face like himself, and secretly sneered, "Look at your usual appearance of a decent gentleman, it turns out that you are all pretended, and you are seduced by real beauty, look, isn't your original form revealed?" ”

Now the round-faced man was not in a hurry, his original flattering look was also put away, he sat up straight, folded his arms, and coughed twice before he said in a leisurely manner, "Ize, I treat you as a good buddy, thinking of such a good thing, I have to let you come and get a piece of the pie no matter what, that's why I called you, since you are not interested in this at all, I can't force it, then I won't bother you, you better take a good look at your messy information." ”

As he spoke, the round-faced man stood up, deliberately pretending to leave.

"Wait, I promise!" Izawa called out to the round-faced man.

"Hehe, that's right, there are beauties but they don't know how to enjoy them, it's so stupid that it's incorrigible, those old bones in the House are so old that their heads are rusty, people like us who are in the prime of life, don't learn from those old bones."

The round-faced man patted Izawa on the shoulder, relieved by his knowledge, "But, Izawa, there's one thing I need to explain in advance, after getting that girl out, the first person to enjoy beauty, hey, it should be me anyway." Don't say that I'm not kind enough when you go, brother, although you have contributed, but I have not only contributed to it, but I also got the news, this arrangement is reasonable, you will not have any objections. ”

"Okay, everything is up to you." Izawa said indifferently, but in his heart he had a different plan.

"Sure enough, it's my good brother." The round-faced man smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, as if the beauty had already arrived, so he didn't leave Harazi.

How does the round-faced man know that Ize, who is usually unmoved when he sees beauty, actually has unspeakable thoughts?

Even Izawa himself doesn't know when this kind of thinking began, it may be the moment when he sees Yinjue holding the girl in a coma, or the moment when he sees the girl in the "Yinsu Garden" with a pair of radiant purple eyes looking forward to Yinjue touching her, or the moment when he looks back and sees the lonely figure of the girl by the window when he leaves the "Yinsu Garden......

Falling in love with a person who must not be in love, the pain in Izawa's heart is difficult to tell and cannot be told, so he can only taste his loneliness alone in the dead of night, lick his wounds alone, and reminisce over and over again the memory of the shadow that has never intersected with himself, the pitiful memory is chewed repeatedly, and the thoughts in his heart are getting stronger and stronger, and finally irrepressibly encroaching on all his thoughts.

Izawa never imagined that one day he would carry a portrait with him at all times, like his grandfather, and only when he was a child with the unattainable person in the painting, could he show a bitter smile; Only when he kisses the person in the painting who does not respond no matter how he kisses, can he talk to comfort the pain of lovesickness that he can't release......

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Izawa and the round-faced man hid in a more secluded corner, their backs pressed against the wall, and they poked their heads out to watch.

"That's where the girl was kept." The round-faced man pointed to the closed steel door in front of him and whispered.

Ize knew that it was a laboratory for precious experimental specimens, and that the security measures were so perfect that the security system was so tight that in order to enter it, not only did he need a key card that only high-level medical researchers had, but he also needed to enter a sixteen-digit password in one go in thirty seconds.

No wonder the round-faced man called himself, it turned out that he had such a mind.

Outside the door stood a soldier in a light gray military uniform, with a black short gun at his waist, and that fierce look made him look more like a bandit.

Izawa's gaze fell on the serpentine badge on the soldier's shoulder, secretly wondering where the man came from, it must be the mercenaries that the House had recently recruited.

Izawa had heard a little about the House being massively co-opting all kinds of private legions, and although the House was acting in secret, it was impossible to hide such a big battle.

Izawa just wondered why General Poppy didn't take steps to crack down on these actions of the House of Representatives, which clearly violated imperial military law. Why did General Poppy allow the House to stir up trouble? Isn't this a tiger for trouble?

"That guy, how are we going to get him away?" The round-faced man asked in a whisper.

Izawa glanced at the round-faced man, and without saying hello, he walked out directly from the hiding place.

The round-faced man was shocked, and reached out to grab Izawa's clothes, but he didn't catch it, so anxious that he kept waving his arms behind Izawa's back, and shouted anxiously in a low voice, "Izawa, come back, Ize, what are you going to do?" ”

But Izawa didn't look back, and walked straight to the gray-clothed soldier, who immediately stared at the Sven man with gold-rimmed glasses with his eyes alertly, and immediately put his hand on the short gun at his waist, in a posture of about to draw the gun.

"Sir, I'm a researcher here, and I need to go into this lab behind you and take out the specimens I need for my experiments." Izawa said, his natural and calm tone made it impossible to hear any flaws.

The tense face of the gray-clothed soldier immediately relaxed, and his hand left the short gun on his waist, "There is an order from above, no one can enter here, you can come back in two days." ”

"Sir, please make it convenient, I'll go in for a while, and as soon as I get my experimental specimen, I'll come out immediately, I really need that experimental specimen tonight. Sir, please be accommodating. Izawa said anxiously.

"No, no, there's a death order from above." The gray-clad soldier shouted impatiently.

Izawa opened his mouth to argue, but when he saw the fierce and gloomy face of the gray-clothed soldier, he immediately fell silent and hung his head helplessly.