"Welcome to the next time."

Ye Feiye, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, walked out of the automatic door of KFC.

Forced by two daughters. Violent. Force. He finally made a tactful concession and chose to buy a family bucket at a nearby KFC, with olive sauce attached, of course.

"Ah, it hurts, it ......hurts, it hurts, these two idiot women, it's really ruthless."

While carrying something forward, Ye Feiye used his free other hand to gently rub his slightly displaced chin.

It's unlucky.

This morning, I was just burned by that Sophia's foot, and at noon, I was inexplicably punched by my own family.

Thinking about it now, I really envy the Ragel who fell into the hands of the other party.

At least.

In that kind of place, you can't be beaten like here, right?

At that moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

Ye Feiye took it out and glanced at the caller number displayed on the screen.

It was a call from the courier company.

Ye Feiye couldn't help but be overjoyed, could it be that the 'thing' bought online had already been delivered?

Really.

After clicking the answer button, the other party said that he had come to the downstairs of his dormitory and asked if he needed to help him deliver the express.

Ye Feiye hurriedly said no, saying that he was outside and would arrive within 5 minutes.

After all, the two women of Desia and Pallas are above the dormitory, and I'm afraid they are still going on. Q' and other unsightly content.

If the picture is seen by the staff, I'm afraid it will be the first time. Report. Alarm. bar.

Thinking about it, Ye Feiye hung up the phone and sped up his progress towards the dormitory.

……

It's a balcony.

But it's not an ordinary balcony, it's a gorgeous balcony that extends from the presidential suite room of a five-star hotel.

It's noon.

And because it's summer, the temperature is as high as being in an oven.

No one doubts.

If you stay in such a place, you will not suffer from heat stroke, and you will evaporate the water from your whole body in an instant.

That's how it should be.

But in fact, there was such a fiery red figure in a bathrobe standing.

He is the bearer name of the god of fire, Loki, Fabuti Laufe Loki.

At this time, Fabuti opened his hands slightly, as if such a sultry temperature was like being blown by a cool evening breeze, and his face was full of happiness.

In addition, he holds a high-heeled glass with liquor in his left hand.

Then with his other hand he threw down the drawn match from time to time, and when the liquid in the cup was lit, he swallowed the wine into his mouth along with the flame.

As he was stinging, the voice of his wife, Gullit, Greid, came from behind him: "Honey, how long are you going to stay in that kind of place?" Can't you think of a way out of this sweltering ghost weather? ”

As she spoke, Gurlitt glanced worriedly at Aisha Amilia, who was sitting on the sofa in front of her, as if she looked blank because it was too hot.

"Even if you say so. But I'm a fire, I can just heat it up, cool it down or something, I can't do anything about it. ”

Fabuti, who pushed open the glass door and entered the room, said speechlessly.

"What a useless man. Our daughter is suffering from this hot sin, but you can't do anything to get rid of the past, how do you do father? ”

Gullitt stood up angrily, her eyebrows marked by lightning bolts in half, as if they could spew lightning.

Money and daughter Aisha, but when it comes to these two things, Gullet will become unrecognized, even if her father comes, she will be beaten the same!!

"I said you should calm down first, okay?"

Fabuti slurped his lips and placed the heeled glass in his hand on the side of the wine cabinet, while pointing with his other hand to the air conditioner hanging above.

"Look, the suites in this kind of big hotel will be equipped with air conditioning. The current temperature is about 23 degrees Celsius, which is no longer in the category of high temperatures. In my opinion, Aisha must have been thinking about something else. After all, they are no longer children, so they must have a lot of their own considerations and plans. It's like having a boyfriend, something. ”

Man...... Boyfriend?

Gurit, whose face had just softened, jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

She walked up to Fabuti a few times, held the collar of his bathrobe in one hand, and said with a fierce face: "What a boyfriend, little Aisha is still so young, as her mother, I will never allow this kind of no. Pure. Clean handover. Past!! But little Aisha's character is a little confused, and she doesn't know the good guys and the bad guys at all, if she is really instigated by some playboy, it's not impossible. Damn it!! If there really is such a guy, the old lady has to find him out! ”

"Dig it out? What do you want to do? Fabuti asked subconsciously.

"Do you need to ask about this kind of thing?"

Gulit glared at Fabuti and gritted her teeth and said, "First of all, I tortured him and asked him why he wanted to deceive little Aisha's feelings. Then the old lady wants to stuff the foam into his body one by one, and deprive the organs in his body one by one, to see if he dares to deceive little Aisha!! ”

“……”

Is this what you, the mother-in-law, should say?

Alas, Aisha, it's not that your father doesn't help you, but your mother's virtue, so do it yourself.

Thinking about it, Fabuti sighed softly.

Based on the actions of those guys in the 'Spring of the Tree of the World', Fabuti lost his two sons, 'Narver' and 'Wally'.

Therefore, if he could, he wanted to see the rest of his children happy.

At this moment, a man's sneer sounded in the corner of the wall.

Listening to the voice is none other than Raguel Paracels.

Ever since he was brought to this room by Aisha, he had been sealed with his spiritual power and thrown aside.

Not knowing the other party's purpose, Ragher remained silent and sat in the corner of the wall.

But at this moment, looking at the farce of the Fabuti family, he finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Of course.

It wasn't a happy smile, but an abrupt smile at Fabuti showing a different side than usual.

"What's so funny?"

Gurit glared in Lager's direction.

Laguer said disapprehantly: "No, I was just thinking that the mischievous fire organization, which had almost successfully assassinated the British royal family and the British cross royal sect supreme bishop twice, would also have such a scene like an ordinary family." ”

"What about ordinary families?"

Gullitt snorted coldly, "Our mischievous fire has never admitted that we are superior. Even if we are ordinary people. But even though we behave like this harmless, the world just doesn't want to let us go, so they just stuff us with unwarranted guilt, and then pretend to be righteous and disgusting. For such people, we must exterminate them and let them taste what they have done to us......"

"Gullit!!"

The latter words were directly interrupted by Fabouti.

He looked at Gullit, who was a little excited, and sighed lightly, "You're tired, go and rest." It's good to prepare for the next plan. By the way, bring Aisha to the room as well. boyfriend or something, you just ask her. I happen to have something to say to this Christian priest. ”

"Hmm."

Gurit also realized that she was a little overly excited.

After a slight nod, he walked into the bedroom with Aisha with a confused face. Room.

"Don't be so hostile, just sit down and talk."

Self-sleeping. Withdrawing his gaze, Fabuti glanced at Raguer, who was still sitting in the corner, staring at him with a cold face.

Ragher thought about it, and finally stood up, picked a random sofa and sat down.

Fabuti looked at it, smiled and said, "You are refreshing, it is different from the religious clergy I have come into contact with before. If they were like you, I don't think I would hate to come into contact with your religion. ”

"It doesn't matter what happens like that, does it?"

Ragel's brow furrowed slightly, "What do you mean by this?" Originally, I thought that your purpose was to come and kill Desya, but from this moment on, I became suspicious of this information. ”

"Oh, let's hear it."

Fabuti raised his eyebrows slightly, leaning his back against the counter of the wine cabinet.

Ragher stared at him and said, "Our soldiers are divided into two ways to find out the information where you are, I'm afraid you have already obtained it, right?" Since your goal is to kill Desya, then you should not let that Aisha and the fourth person attack me and the supermaster, but you should gather the strength of the four people and attack Desya and Pallas. That creates a four-on-two advantage, which gives you the best chance of completing the commission to kill Desya, doesn't it? ”

Fabouti's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything.

Ragel continued, "But you didn't do that, and you attacked me and the supermaster with just two people. That's so wrong. Like a two-on-two victory, it's either a complete win or a total defeat, or a win and a loss. For those of you who are going to kill Desya, even if you lose a member, it will also have a significant impact on the completion of the commission, right? As far as chess is concerned, this is a bad move. How could that famous mischievous fire have such an obvious mistake? ”

"So ......!? On that basis, you doubt the purpose of our coming? Fabhuti pursed his lips, then pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"It's more than that."

Lagel said with a flat face: "Judging from the fact that the fourth person has not come back yet, I am afraid that she has lost to that supermaster and fallen into the hands of the other party." But your attitude shows that such a thing was expected by you. That's why you still don't mean to save each other, am I right? ”

"Well, even if that's the case, what does that mean?" Fabuti asked knowingly.

"Hostages. Your goal is to create the fact that there are hostages on both sides, presumably. Raguel gave his conclusion with a flat look.

"Hostages? Really interesting conclusion. Then I would like to ask you, even if I send Aisha and Sophia, the fourth person you call ......, to attack you. According to the conclusion you said, it must be a result of maintaining one win and one loss, right? But yes, you don't know this conclusion, do you? In that case, how can we guarantee that we will achieve this result? ”

"Isn't that easy?"

Lager smiled coldly: "As long as you tell them in advance, let any of them win, as long as the victorious one immediately tells the one who is still fighting, and let the one who fights pretend to be defeated by the other party." Anyway, there are hostages on both sides, and those who fall on both sides can naturally guarantee the safety of their lives. ”

"Hehe, that's amazing."

Fabuti suddenly laughed: "Although you have already guessed the seven or eight points of the process, there is one thing you said wrong. Let the victorious one tell those who are still fighting, right? But isn't it hard to guarantee that while one won, the other one will probably win, right? ”

"This ......, as long as the two sides meet, decide which one to stay, isn't it?"

"Hehe, indeed."

Fabuti smiled lightly: "But ah, even if I don't have to, I can expect a result of one win and one loss." Want to know the way? Because I have investigated your information, I know that once you know about Ye Feiye's meeting with Aisha, you will definitely take Aisha as your opponent, then Ye Feiye can only use Sophia as your opponent. From my contact with Ye Feiye, I know that Sophia is by no means his opponent. In this way, the outcome of one win and one loss has been decided long before the start. ”

Lagher secretly thought that he had already anticipated the outcome before he started, and that such a thing would require a high degree of judgment and analysis, and a wealth of experience was also indispensable.

But with my own understanding of the other party, things like this are just like children's arithmetic for the other party.

It's horrible, such a guy.

Ragel can imagine that as long as the other party uses this talent seriously, even the person who was sold by him will be stupid enough to count him for money, right?

(To be continued...... ）