Chapter 193: Magic Wars - Magician Killer
Chapter 193: Magic Wars - Magician Killer
"How? Have you had enough? Hu Wenshu sensei, who is full of fascination. Or, "A female voice came." It was Hu Wenshu's female companion Tongjiang Wuhua just now.
Then, an English sentence came, not the British accent of Emma Watcent, who hung her voice, but the American accent of Taylor Swift, which was very pleasant.
βThe Insidious Dr. Hu-Manjusriγβ
After all, even a British novelist can publish a novel in the United States. Just as online novelists in the mainland can also publish traditional physical publications.
"It's not bad, it's fun." Hu Wenshu said, "Playing with children, I feel like I am more than ten years younger. β
"The mask is removed, how does it feel. Full of adults. Kirie Mist made her original voice with a completely different voice than just now, and if Xiaolan was present, she would definitely be able to tell that this voice belonged to the woman who was playing well with her on Moonshadow Island.
"We're all just acting in our true colors." Hu Wenshu took out a perfume bottle from his inner pocket, sprayed it on his hand, and then rubbed his face, "Whether it's The Mask of Fu Manchu, or Kyrie: Christ." β
The face belonging to the image of Hu Wenshu disappeared, and the original face belonging to Du Kang appeared in front of Belmodo.
"Kiroe Fog Painting, this name is really yours, John." Belmodo hooked Du Kang's neck with a silk scarf, hugged it in front of him, and observed left and right. Let Du Kang enjoy the new skin of Belmodo from the perspective of his boyfriend.
Theoretically, if you can get Belmore, you can enjoy different women without having to carry the burden of cheating.
"Nice, pretty clean. The hair is a little messy. Belmodo commented on Du Kang's appearance after removing his disguise, "If you can be ten years younger, that little girl will be completely handy." β
"Are you ready to remove your makeup?" Looking at Belmodo, who was holding a small mirror and wiping his eyebrows, Du Kang asked knowingly.
The silk scarf did not relax, and Du Kang enjoyed his girlfriend's makeup and makeup removal from his boyfriend's perspective.
"Can't you? When you're done, can't you send me a cigarette? Seductive words accompanied by nice sounds, but Belmodo stopped his ongoing actions because of Dukang's words.
"The curtain has come down on me, because I've only acted in three acts. Your performance has just begun, and five acts is not your limit. Du Kang magically took out an eyebrow pencil from the pocket on the inside of his clothes, obliquely angled, slightly rubbing the hair on the arch of his eyebrows, and holding a small pocket towel in his palm.
"Don't you say something?" Belmodo allowed Du Kang to train on the arch of his eyebrows, "For example, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight. β
"If you're going to look at the stars, my advice is not to stare straight at the center of your eyes." As if he didn't understand the amorous style, Du Kang said in the style of a straight man with advanced cancer, "When looking at distant objects, the center of the line of sight is the blind spot. So people often have the experience of staring at the stars, but the stars suddenly disappear. The best line of sight is slightly six or seven degrees. β
"You really don't understand customs." Belmodo said as if he didn't hear the deep meaning of Du Kang's words.
"Actually, I can also be a domineering president." Du Kang put his arm around Belmodo's waist, put his right face against Belmodo's left cheek, and looked at the deep sea together, "In a while, I'll find someone to set off two atomic bombs for you to watch as fireworks." β
"It seems that you are not only a straight man with advanced cancer, but also an acute attack."
"Do you need to give me the next critical illness notice?" Du Kang held the deck railing with both hands and wrapped the woman in front of him tightly, "If you can let me walk into the grave of love, I will thank you for your burial." β
"I think you should know. "Into the Grave of Love" and "Burying Love" are two different things. It sounds similar, but "Till death separates the two" and "death tears the two apart" are two different states. β
"Although it is a little self-inflicted, I should have said it, there is a long drought in summer, early frost in autumn, rain and snow in winter, and Mrs. Hou Xue collapsed." Du Kang felt that it was necessary for him to have people sign informed consent before the operation.
"Even if you are willing to be Wu Sangui, she is not Chen Yuanyuan." Obviously, Belmodo's words proved that it was not a pure coincidence that she dressed up as Shiho Miyano and Du Kang to play a scene of "Hou and Mrs. will meet Yu Gaoxuan" that day.
"Besides, he shouldn't have forced you to shave your head on the spot. Don't be so hateful. Belmodo was a little concerned about Du Kang's state of mind at this moment.
"Although I first met him, I felt that he belonged to the kind of person who would not be happy as long as he did not die. But after spending a long time with other people, I don't think it's bad. Du Kang said, "So, is he really a hairstylist from a background?" β
"I still like this identity. I don't want to make it impossible for you to use this identity again because you're on the entertainment news again. Belmodo said, "No, Hu Akita." β
"Actually, it can also be called Emiya Kiritsugu, but the name Hu Qiutian is more convenient, isn't it." Dukang stared at Belmodo's eyelids, where the disguised mask could be exposed.
"I've heard you say, Emiya Kiritsugu, a magician killer." Belmodo said information she shouldn't have known, and didn't hide the fact that she had eavesdropped on Dukang.
But even saying this seemed to be in Du Kang's plan.
"You're not a magician, as long as you're not like a kid from the Kiko family, full of showmanship. Or rather, because of lack of money, you need to perform on stage. β
A man and a woman confront the language, and under the amorous style, the sharp knife is out of the sheath. It's like a tango in La Cumparsita.
"The Great Magician? Magician killer, our little detective has chased him. β
didn't care about who came, Du Kang looked like he had given up treatment, just waiting for trouble, waiting for his works, and embellishing them from time to time.
"Brother Du Kang, why are you with Sister Wuhui?" Conan looked at Du Kang, who was using something to manipulate the face of the woman opposite, "Or rather, you are actually Kidd's assistant, or Kidd himself." β
"Probably because Hu Wenshu said that I was a self-propelled cannon, so I was envious and jealous and hated to hook up with other women, and then the door was lost." Du Kang tilted his head slightly and saw Xiaolan who came with him.
"As the saying goes, everyone is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. Du Kang looked at Xiaolan, who was following behind Conan, and said this.
"Sister Fog Painting, you and Du Kang?" Xiaolan saw the scene of the slight abuse of the dog in front of her, which was a little awkward.
"Although some things should be done in the room, on the mattress of Hasten. But the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, isn't it, Xiaolan? β
"Brother Du Kang, I've always been curious, did you put a pistol in your armpit?" Conan looked at Xiaolan, who was looking at him, and asked, "Or is it just a poker prop gun?" β
Because more than once "how could you have imagined that someone would lie to you with the real thing." So Conan gradually guessed that it was just a careful disguise made by Kidd after investigating Du Kang in depth.
"It can hold a spear and a cannon, but it's just a small spittoon." From his armpit, Du Kang pulled out a DSLR camera, which, as he said, was equipped with a 50mm f1.8 lens. "Reflectors will be eliminated sooner or later."
After speaking, his body fell behind the disguised Tongjiang Fog Painting of Bel Modo, and he did not fall to the ground because of the pull of the silk scarf.
Rub-rub-rub-
Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click
As the focus ended, the burst mode was activated, and with the faint lights on the deck of the ship, the image of Kirie Kiri-e was recorded in the camera.
Reverse the direction of the lens,
Rub-rub-rub-
Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~Click
Dressed in a dress, Xiaolan, who has a girl next door who has just grown up, is also recorded in this camera.
"I really envy this camera, to be able to have two beautiful women at the same time."
"Well, sorry to interrupt." Xiaolan understood what Du Kang meant.
"But, Brother Du Kang, you don't look like you're having a male and female affair with Sister Fog Paint." Conan pretended to be curious, and he was desperate to survive and leaned on Du Kang.
Because of the mistake of Xiaolan's guess just now, Conan also gradually learned the word "safe". Although he highly doubted that one of the men and women in front of him was definitely Kidd, he no longer showed his 100% certainty in his words.
"So, you're still young." Rubbing Conan's head, Du Kang said.
After saying this, Xiaolan once again focused her eyes on Conan.
"Westerners often think that Orientals don't understand romance." "But I think it's because their romance is too direct. β
"After all, the smell has been baking for the whole Middle Ages, and I suddenly found that my object could also be fragrant, of course, I wanted to hold it and gnaw on it."
"And this kind of thing, in a sense, is not fundamentally different from writing orthography on the thigh." Du Kang shook the eyebrow pencil in his hand and winked at Conan, as if he was deliberately teasing Conan because he knew that Conan was a child and he would definitely not understand, "However, striking the most perfect balance between the desire to control and the exposed ostentatious heart is precisely the beauty of the Oriental." β
And the price of these words was that the silk scarf around his neck was suddenly tightened. The lips of the two grown-ups were almost together.
Holding Belmodo with his backhand, Du Kang and Belmodo, who is dressed as the image of Tongjiang fog painting, highly reproduce the stills of Gone with the Wind.
"The joy of the thrush is not enough for outsiders." After Du Kang finished speaking lightly, he straightened Belmodo, took her hand, turned around, turned his back to Xiaolan and Conan, held the camera in the other hand, waved his arm in the air to say goodbye, and left the sight of the two people together.