The sun shines warmly on the soles of your feet, and as far as the eye can see, the sky is blue, and the whole city seems to be under your feet.

On the top floor of a high-rise hotel, in a tropical rooftop garden, Mariko Nobuta lies under a parasol. A dark purple cocktail sits next to the ebony bench. She picked it up casually, took a sip, and let out a pleasant sigh. That's the life I want, she told herself.

Spring has finally arrived, and Nobuta is deeply convinced.

I've been unlucky before. paid a high price, and finally became the Chosen One, but in a blink of an eye, the man named Xu Changqing took everything away. Is the old lady's godhead crystal easy to get? It's too much!

Before leaving the Polaris train, she secretly took the internal surveillance footage. Although the possibility of finding Xu Changqing is very slim, he can't give up hope. However, I never expected that a person walking on the streets of Horoza would bump into the dead perverted and fat pig guy of Shuntaro Satani! Kidnapped, abused, nearly killed, and the first few days of being kidnapped to that apartment were hellish nightmares! She was occasionally careless, and she couldn't help but tremble when she recalled the starting point and drop fragments.

Mariko, you don't deserve to die in a place like this, you don't deserve to die like a stray cat. You were born to be praised, admired, and loved by thousands of people, how can you just give up?

It was entirely by relying on this belief, pinching his nose and bending his mind to meet him, that he was able to survive. But she wasn't satisfied. Shuntaro Saya is actually a dead house with little judgment, and like a seven or eight-year-old child, his behavior is completely dominated by impulse. Such a person is actually not difficult to deal with, with a little more thought, the dead fat house will really fall into the palm of your hand. On the surface, he thought he was the master, but in fact, unconsciously, his mind had been completely controlled and he had become a puppet.

She took another sip of her wine and happily recalled the last scene in the alley that day. The dead fat house never imagined that he would stab him in the back. At the end of the day, he's just a foggy piece of garbage. When the Banshee of Pain is not summoned, it is a pure waste.

When the blade pierced through the back of the dead fat man's heart, he still held the evil spirit illustrated book in his right hand. For a moment, he didn't even realize what was happening. The blade slashed across his face as he was pushed against the wall of the alley and slipped limply to the ground. Hehe, it was his favorite precious short knife, cutting from his right eye to the wing of his right nose, cutting off the entire bridge of his nose and pulling apart the left half of his cheek. His face was split in half, and his teeth were exposed. Dark red blood flowed frantically downward.

It was only then that the intense pain began to rise, and Shuntaro Satani let out a terrible cry: "Ah! I, I can't see, what's wrong with my face? My face ......"

This is the man who binds people up and whips them at will just for fun; Calmly press the thumbtack into the back of someone else's hand, just to admire the screaming man. He can easily and happily take the pain of others as pleasure, completely ignoring the feelings of others. Abuse others with strength and take pleasure in torturing. He is complacent about his dominant position, trampling on the dignity of others, but he has no heart for reflection at all. It's really a distorted consciousness, it's really ugly to the extreme. Almost all the despicable parts of human nature are condensed in this dead fat man.

"Ahh It hurts! Who's going to help, save me......"

When violence is inflicted, it is impossible to survive, and once you are in the same situation, you do not have the strength to endure the pain. What a piece of rubbish.

Prostrate on the ground, grasped by blood and fear, Shuntaro Saya unknowingly urinated and his crotch was soaked. He lay on the ground, struggling to crawl forward, not knowing where he wanted to flee. However, she was behind him, and he felt someone looking down on him. At this time, the miserable white sword light swept down again, one knife, one knife, one knife......

By the way, the corpse of the dead fat house must be disposed of as soon as possible. Although he had bought a month's cryopreservation in a certain monastery, no one knew if the Godhead Crystal in his body would last that long.

If you don't have a Godhead Crystal, you can't become a Chosen One, and if you don't have a Godhead Choice, you can't deprive the Dead Fat House of Godhead Crystals. As if stuck in a bad loop, Nobuta's mood began to deteriorate and he rubbed his hair vigorously.

A hotel waiter walked over and bent down respectfully: "Miss Nobuta, this is the fashion magazine you wanted." ”

"Let it go."

"Yes."

According to Shinda's request, the hotel will deliver the latest fashion magazines every day. When she's in a good mood, she rolls her eyes a few times. If you have something you like, you call the front desk and ask them to order it on your behalf. If you have money, you can do anything, this is life, this is the life she wants.

Turning the title page of the magazine, a crystal clear ice-blue stone immediately took over all the eyes. For a moment, Nobuta could barely breathe. There is such a beautiful thing in the world! Only I am worthy of it, no, it is the only one worthy of me! Grabbing her heart, every thought whispers in her ear: it's yours, it's born to be yours, it must be obtained......

On the title page is an advertisement for the Duke of Newcastle's Treasures World Touring Exhibition. With just one glance, the peerless blue diamond "Ice Blue Grudge" could no longer be pulled out of her eyes.

How do I get that diamond? Obviously, the security will be tight. Although the Evil Spirit Illustrated Book is powerful, it is not completely certain. Nobuta thought about this question seriously, and suddenly remembered someone. That guy is a dead fat guy too. Speaking of which, why is your life always entangled with the dead fat house? She smiled self-deprecatingly and pulled a business card out of her handbag.

Dirty business cards, touched out of the exquisite and noble Hermès Birkin pink handbag, the style does not match at all. The cheesy black letters on a white background look like a box of 500 yen on a self-service business card machine. The name of the company is printed on it: Elf Photography Studio, and below it is a name: Yoshiki Nagaoka.

That night, the hapless Nagaoka was blocked in an alley by Nobuta.

"You, you, what do you want to do?"

Yoshiki Nagaoka looked at Nobuta in horror. The Banshee of Pain floated wordlessly behind her, a resentful spirit crying on the cold blade. He wanted to run away, but his legs wouldn't listen. Besides, the other end of the alley was blocked by a few hideous-looking imps, and there was no way to escape. Look at the little things that were only half a man tall, with gray skin like dead people, eyes as bright as light bulbs, large jaws like iron anchors, and sharp, curved black claws...... It looks like it's hard to mess with.

"This is a good opportunity to relieve boredom...... "The imps muttered, their eyes darting maliciously over Nagaoka's stomach. Nagaoka felt a tightness in his crotch, and he almost urinated.

Nobuta smiled, enjoying Nagaoka's fears: "Hey, last time I heard from yourself, you are very well-informed?" ”

"What do you mean?" Nagaoka asked tremblingly, "I do know of some underground information channels......

Nobuta threw the fashion magazine in Nagaoka's face: "Tomorrow, I'm going to get the full security package for the Duke of Newcastle's Treasures Global Tour." In particular, the security measures for the 'Ice Blue Grudge'. I want all the details, all the details, all the more! She stressed it three times and threatened, "If you can't get it out tomorrow, you should think about the head on your neck." Kuroki," she instructed the Banshee of Pain behind her, "leave him a mark." ”

The Banshee of Pain silently disappeared from the spot, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of Nagaoka.

A flash of swordlight!

The speed was so fast that the fat man didn't even have time to scream. He covered his ears in pain, blood running down his fingers.

"With your piece of meat, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, it will find you," Nobuta coldly looked at Nagaoka, who had lost his left earlobe, and ordered, "Now, get out of me immediately." ”