The exit of this alley is a road, and two figures stopped at the entrance of the alley, holding umbrellas and walking slowly towards here.

Chen Fan restrained his breath, turned around in the rain, and looked at the comer.

Holding the umbrella was a seductive woman, dressed in a black suit like an elite woman in a shopping mall, with her head lowered, only a fair and round chin and a towering bun could be seen, and she held the umbrella for the person next to her, ignoring the raindrops hitting her shoulders.

Under the umbrella was a boy with crisp straight hair, wearing a white shirt and a black suit, and the wind and rain were blowing on the sleeves of his shirt, making a red rose in his hand very delicate.

He smiled faintly, like the boy next door greeting you again, but no one can deny his beauty, like transparent skin and clear eyes, making him more like a high school girl in men's clothes.

The boy handed the oil-paper umbrella in his other hand to Chen Fan, with a faint green smile, and said gently: "You will catch a cold if you are in the rain for a long time." ”

Chen Fan looked at the boy's clear eyes, these eyes were like bottomless pools of water, although they were clear, but the depths were indeed pitch black, as if there was a deep hidden madness of choosing people.

“…… Who are you? Chen Fan said softly, he didn't take the oil-paper umbrella, but the raindrops around him all deviated from him, forming a waterless space around him.

Chen Fan could observe that the woman holding the umbrella beside the boy had already tensed her body, like a sharp knife that could be unsheathed at any time, and the dragon bloodline that was on the verge of danger was flowing in her slender body, allowing her to turn into a monster when necessary.

But the boy waved his hand: "Xiao Mu, don't be nervous. ”

"Inadvertent encounters are a kind of fate, whether it is good or bad, it is very interesting after all......"

His smile was able to make everyone feel warm, and his hand holding a bouquet of red roses flipped out a business card in his breast pocket and handed it to Chen Fan.

The faint fragrance of chrysanthemums penetrated the wind and rain to the tip of Chen Fan's nose, and he looked at the flower painted in ink on the front of the business card, swaying in the wind.

Chen Fan didn't refuse, and he was a little surprised to be able to meet this person directly here.

He took the business card and looked at the back, where there were four characters written in beautiful regular script - Ruri Kazama.

Aside from the name, there is nothing else.

Just looking at the appearance at this moment, no one could imagine that in this girl-like teenager's body, there was an incomparably terrifying and violent high-concentration dragon bloodline.

Among the Japanese hybrids, if the dragon bloodline of the half-breed exceeds a certain limit, it is a "ghost" that can get out of control at any time.

An organization formed by a gathering of demons is called the Fierce Oni Clan, born from the Snake Qi Eight Family, who dominate the Japanese half-bloods, and is an enemy of it.

And the boy in front of him, who named himself Ruri Kazama, is the nominal leader of the Fierce Demons...... The bloodline level surpasses the S-rank Emperor of Demons.

However, at this moment, Ruri Kazama did not reveal any dragon blood, and waved his hand at Chen Fan like an ordinary boy next door: "It's going to be very dangerous here, if you have something you want to protect, don't leave it, find it and protect it......"

The boy's voice was beautiful, but it seemed to be surging with great sadness.

"A lot of things, in an instant, are gone." The boy blew lightly, and the red roses in his hand suddenly drifted away in the wind and rain, and the petals like blood fell into the muddy water in the wind and rain.

The boy stubbornly stuffed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand into Chen Fan's hand, and then walked with the woman next to him to the "Genji Heavy Industries" building in the distance.