"Cut!" Knowing that Dongfang Zhan, who had not escaped this catastrophe so easily, he stood up and faced the Dongfang Zhan of this cold royal sister Bafang Shenyu, and the impatient Bafang Shenyu put down a few words and snapped his fingers! "It's okay, you just have to disappear."

At this moment, he snapped his fingers, and Dongfang Zhan, who was cut by several invisible steel wires, didn't know where he started to be touched by the blood vessels, and under the attack of the steel wires, Dongfang Zhan directly spurted a small amount of blood all over his body, knelt on his knees, and lay on the ground with his face facing the ground, but Dongfang Zhan didn't know that Bafang Shenyu deliberately avoided important parts, so that he had a chance to survive, she pretended that she didn't know that Dongfang Zhan was not dead, and left this place directly.

After a while, the sky gradually darkened, small raindrops fell, as if the rhythm of rain, drop by drop, drop by two, dripping on Dongfang Zhan's face, he slowly opened his eyes, and used his superpower to inject the immobile body into thunder and lightning, stimulate the function, use thunder and lightning to control his body, and slowly walked towards the home of a girl he believed in, and every place he walked, blood would flow through a place.

An hour passed, and it was raining heavily.

Two hours passed, and the girl's home arrived.

Ding dong......

When the girl opened the door, she saw Dongfang Zhan, who was still drenched in blood, fell at the door of her house, she covered her mouth, not daring to scream, her heart tugged, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes......

The rain was pouring down, and the rain slowly began to wash away all the bloodstains...........

......

......

The man in the red leather jacket suddenly had some heart palpitations, and he looked up at the thunderstorm, feeling a little uneasy.

He didn't know if this rash intrusion would make the twelve elders doubt him.

Can she protect the people she likes in this operation? If he died, she would be sad, right? And then cry to me in your dreams, right?

He also wanted to pass on what he knew about the incident to the man.

It's hard just to think about it.

In the dark and empty corridor, so quiet that even a pin could be heard clearly, Liaoyan and Kamiori slowly followed the man's side, and their uncoordinated footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The girl in the gothic loli costume turned her head slightly.

As long as she saw the man's sad expression, her heart would be particularly unhappy.

Why did he affect his emotions because of him?

She looked like nothing happened, and said casually in a tone like a dust girl soliciting guests: "Silly boy, out of love?" What are you doing with a sad face? Would you like to have a drink? ”

Man-Bafang Fengming glanced at Kamiori, didn't say anything, and turned his head to leave.

Looking at his departing back, Kamiori lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

The uncle watched this scene from the side, lit a cigarette, took a puff, spit out a smoke ring, and stepped forward to touch Kamiori's head.

"Let's go, we should go back to turn off the lights and rest, there's still a mission tomorrow, right?"

Feeling the warmth of his big hand on his head, Kamiori smiled at him, nodded, and left the empty hallway.

…………

Inside a well-known bar in the school city。

"Even if you're joking with me......"

Dongfang Zhige raised his head and took a sip of wine, feeling the pungency pounding against his throat, and then extending upwards to paralyze his brain, allowing it to gradually relax.

He sighed, "My heart has long since cooled. ”

The bartender pouted, wiped the wine glass with a white cloth, and said disapprovingly: "The person who came here to drink, didn't that one have his own helplessness?" Are you alone in the pain? ”

Dongfang Zhige pushed away the wine glass irritably: "What do you know!" One more drink! ”

The heart that was originally beaten by iron has already been pierced by thousands of holes, sandwiched between love and reality, painfully like molten iron.

What does this guy know? How can the pain of others be compared with his?

Dongfang Zhige poured the wine down by himself, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.

The bartender looked at him, and somehow felt uncomfortable, he looked down on decadent people.

If it is a middle-aged person in his forties, forget it, the despair at that time is really desperate, and there is almost no possibility of turning the tables around. But a young man in his twenties, what can't he come out of?

He scoffed, "I don't understand? I've seen a lot of people in bars, and some of them are as decadent as you, and their pain and depression are revealed from their hair to their shoes, making people think that this person has suffered some natural and man-made disasters, and has reached the end of his fate. ”

"You're saying that...... Don't you still don't understand? Have you experienced my pain? Dongfang Zhige choked up a little.

Drinking alcohol can sometimes numb oneself, but if you don't divert your attention in time, then when you think about the pain, you feel even richer, as if you have been smoked by alcohol, and your eyes are sour and want to cry.

The bartender brother sneered: "Heh, I haven't experienced it, but what qualifications do you have to say that it is painful?" Look at you like this, there is no meaning of introspection at all, just a sad spring and autumn, feel that the world is extremely gloomy, and you can't find any fun, this kind of person says that it sounds good and is called heavy love, and if it doesn't sound good, it is just running away, a person who blames himself for blaming others, but has not thought about what to do, a person like you, he doesn't even ...... suicide."

"Shut up!"

Dongfang Zhige made a big fuss.

Only then did the bartender remember that he was not a life counselor, but a bartender who accepted the emotional garbage of customers.

Even if you look at this person uncomfortable, you shouldn't stimulate him, it's a big deal not to answer a word, if you make a fuss like this, it's not good for the bonus.

Dongfang Zhige made a lot of noise in the bar, and after the security guard's dissuasion was ineffective, he was forcibly put out of the door, drunk and made trouble, and encountered a lot of things, the security guards were used to it, and they didn't even bother to call the police, just go out.

Anyway, the bar owner has a very hard backstage, and he is not afraid of blackmail with monitoring.

"Impulsiveness is the devil......"

The bartender brother muttered to himself, and then laughed again, forget it, it's a big deal to fire the squid.

"Puff"

The two security guards threw Dongfang Zhige in the alley next to the bar, clapped their hands and ignored him, this kind of weather is not dead, and when the wine wakes up, he will go home by himself.

Lying on the ground, Dongfang Zhige's heart suddenly quieted down, staring blankly at the narrow sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking.