"What the hell!" Xia Mi directly dropped the water glass in his hand.

"Forgot your name?" Li Su took the cup and gently placed it on the table, shrugging. "You haven't made it to Animus yet."

"Actually, it's fake, isn't it?" Sakurai-chan, who had been acting a little confused, suddenly spoke. "Mr. Li Su?"

The two of them, who were still tearing up in the last second, were stunned, and Li Su turned his head over little by little like an unoiled robot, with a ghostly expression on his face: "How did you recognize me?" ”

"I've seen your picture." Sakurai said.

"I just guessed that it was possible to wear a mask like this! Are you so good at recognizing people? Li Su didn't believe it.

"But masks can't cover your eyes. The photograph I have seen of you was taken with Caesar's team in the ruins of the Xidan Mansion as a rescuer. You happened to glance at the camera. I was very impressed by the peculiar look in your eyes. Sakurai explained.

"I don't have phoenix eyes and peach blossom eyes, how can I have a special method? Are there no highlights in the pupils? That's the way the comics are presented, and here's reality! Li Su still didn't believe it.

"Actually, I didn't find out first, it's ......," Sakurai hesitated.

"Is it a childish girl? Yuan Zhisheng's younger brother Wang Jiang's student, the extremely evil ghost, the embodiment of all the evil in the world, the women's clothing boss, Yuan Zhinu, isn't it? What did he say about mine? Li Su angrily revealed the identity of the Yuan Zhinu, and waved her hand to say directly.

He said...... In your eyes there is a determination heavier than a mountain. Sakurai was stunned for a moment and repeated Genju's words.

"Determination heavier than a mountain? Have it? Li Su turned around and looked at Xia Mi, and his eyes were wide open.

After looking at it for a while, Xia Mi slowly shook her head. "No, all I saw was a dancing idiot."

"I'm called bright-eyed!" Li Su cut off disdainfully.

"So...... Why did you save me? Mr. Li Su? Do you want me to be your woman? Sakurai-chan clasped her hands around her knees and slowly curled up on the bed, curled up into a small ball. She raised her head slightly to look at Li Su next to her, and there was not much glint in her eyes. "Yes. You are the gambler with the most money in Paradise, and you can ask for anything. ”

After saying that, she chuckled, but the laughter was not as charming as before, only a trace of withering remained.

"Girls should be self-respecting." Li Su frowned. "Don't you like the source girl? How could such a thing be said? ”

"I'm an abandoned pawn, I'm dead, there's no place for me in this world." Sakurai still has a smile on her face, as if she is telling a happy event. "He's bound to have other women by his side, right? That's enough, he doesn't feel lonely, he lives well, that's enough. ”

When she said this, she said it from the heart, and Li Su and Xia Mi on the side fell silent.

"What a silly girl." Li Su patted her on the shoulder. "He didn't abandon you."

"No, the gift he gave me says it all." Sakurai buried her head in her knees and stopped arguing with Li Su.

"So you're a silly girl." Li Su turned to leave. "If you don't believe me, let him tell for himself."

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Late at night, Kabukicho.

Someone walked through the long street wearing clogs, and the clogs made a completely different sound from modern shoes, and the people around were attracted to it, and everyone who turned their heads would be amazed. It was a young man, wearing a kimono with red flowers on a black background, a long sword with a red sheath stuck in his waist, and his shirt was wide open, and his delicate ribs could be faintly seen. Such an old-fashioned person appeared in the shopping street of modern Kabukicho, and immediately attracted the attention of all the girls around.

Finally, a bold girl stepped forward, she held the camera and bowed deeply: "Can I take a group photo?" ”

"Absolutely. Xiaosheng is the second son of the Gen family who came to Edo from Ueno to see the world, thank you for the hospitality, and please take care of it in the future. The young man took a few steps back and bowed to the girl with his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Someone took the lead, and the girls around them all stepped forward to ask for a group photo. Girls who come to Kabukicho for a night out are not little girls anymore, but in front of this young man, everyone holds the tip of their left fingers with their right hand and behaves like a traditional girl. The young man did not refuse anyone's request, and when the office workers came to take a group photo, he cooperated with his hands on his waist, and the uncle also crossed his hands on his waist, as if everyone was a samurai who came to Edo to roam and was in high spirits.

Suddenly, another person burst into the crowd. He also seems to have traveled from ancient times, and he is very different from the busy Kabukicho. But he was different from the young people before him. The young people who came before were like the Edo samurai from the Meiji Restoration, and the later ones were like the Florentine Assassins from the Renaissance.

The later ones pulled on their cloaks and couldn't see their faces clearly. He walked up to the young samurai, put his right hand on his left chest, and bowed slightly: "I'm Aquila from Florence, I wonder if I can take a picture with my husband?" ”

The girls' eyes lit up when they saw this man. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could faintly see the resolute shape of his jaw, his strong chest muscles supported this metallic armor, the arm armor of the same color looked like the real thing, the belt of the red metal buckle outlined the shapely body, and the legs under the cloak were slender and powerful. Just this figure made the girls around him secretly applaud, but unfortunately he couldn't see his face and didn't know what he looked like.

Young people don't seem to expect that there will be people like themselves. However, he smiled freely, followed the other party's movements and bowed to his chest: "My honor." ”

Seeing that the other party agreed, Li Su reached out to wrap his hand around the other party's shoulder, raised his mobile phone to take a photo, Li Su's sudden affectionate action obviously made the other party a little uncomfortable, but he still patiently took a photo with him.

"Thank you, signor (sir)." Li Su bowed again, ignoring the scout's invitation to leave the crowd. But instead of going far, he watched as the young man got into a Maybach and drove slowly after him.

Not only did he hug Gento's eyes to take a picture, but the bugging device in his palm was also stuffed into the wide lapels of his kimono. At this time, the conversation between Yuan Zhinu and Wang Jiang was passed into Jin Gallen word for word, and the tangled expression of this dead child was finally unraveled.

In the end, Yuan Zhinu got out of the car, took out a box of Molotov cocktails and drank them one by one, and the camera ball in Li Su's hand also filmed this scene from afar. Seeing the Yuan Zhinu singing loudly, Li Su concluded about the Yuan Zhinu's behavior: "So he didn't give up on you, but wanted to ask you if you would like to go to Huangquan with him." ”

In the golden gallon, Natsumi was holding Sakurai and gently patting her shoulder to comfort her, and Sakurai Twilight, who heard everything, cried into tears.