.

Salen's lips squirmed, and he wanted to cough but couldn't. His gaze condensed into a sharp point, and his face turned red. But of course, anyone who can strangle a big watermelon like a broken toothpick with a sturdy arm around the neck from behind like a close lover probably won't feel good, if it's not Saren but some other little boy, I'm afraid I can't help but scream at this time - even if it's to feel the deadly softness of the back.

But herein lies the problem. Saren didn't just look like this because of Nancy, and his eyes at this time were not staring at the Yuan Qi girl behind him through the dimensional barrier, but staring at the dazzling silver light and the dazzling silver hair in front of him.

Saren wasn't a man with a great talent for combat, and of course he never cared much about it, wondering why he wasn't as big as an elephant no matter how much he ate - that's not persistence, that's stupidity. For human beings who still dominate the universe without fangs and claws, brute force has never been their capital to reach the top, and it has never been a weapon for them to conquer. Saren knows what his strengths are, and he knows better who is the real boss between "head" and "fist".

But that's just for the big picture, and the actual situation still depends on the reality. A great man who can change history, after being stabbed with a three-inch dagger, will still die, no different from ordinary people. Some people see in it, "Even if a great man is a great man, a dagger is still a dagger", while others see, "Even if a dagger is a dagger, a great man is still a great man". The difference in the way of thinking and the different angle of seeing things determine the difference in people, the difference in the trajectory of life, the place that can be reached in the end, and the difference in the achievements that can be obtained.

Which is the real smart person - history has proven countless times.

Saren knew he was one of the smart ones. He firmly believes in this, and he firmly believes in the choices and judgments he makes. But even so, even if it has been expected in advance, some results cannot be changed, and after being stabbed with a dagger, he will still die. He's ready – but he. not right now!

A dagger is a dagger, but he's not great yet. He can't just die at this time!

This is also the reason why when he looks at the silver hair, he can't wait to eat the other party with his eyes. Although Nancy gently and brutally imprisoned him, whether it was his neck or back, he still couldn't die, at least not for the time being. But the fool in front of him, in his knife, Saren really felt a chill to the bone, seeping into his bone marrow through the space, penetrating through the skin and flesh, stabbing him deeply, and a terrifying, cold sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

That's the real breath of death. The knife was really going to kill him, and the speed of the final pause was noticeably slower by half a beat - the other party only stopped at the end after thinking for a while. Saren knew that although the idea of not being able to hurt him won in the end, the other party's heart also had the thought of penetrating his body and killing Nancy.

This is already a great offense to a senior executive of a golden sailing ship.

Sallen thought like a storm, and Nancy in the back had inadvertently hugged the lovely child in her arms a little tighter, but a pair of excited big eyes didn't look at him, straight over his shoulder, poked out half of his head from the side of his head, and "shyly" and "secretly" glanced at the silver hair in front of him that was eye-catching in the dim light.

The beauties in the world probably have a reaction when they see handsome guys, but the form of expression is different, and the reasons are varied. Some are limited to the situation, others are limited to age, to conditions, to imagination. As for Nancy - she felt like she should have taken it all.

That's not good. Let's go back and talk to Xiao Adele about this issue, at least that guy is still a person with a boyfriend, and he should know a lot better than himself, and he can give himself some practical advice.

As for now, you can say whatever you want.

"Wow, handsome guy!" She whispered in a low voice and whispered in Salen's ear, causing Saren to tilt his head involuntarily, "Let's see, is it a handsome guy?!" ”

“……”

Saren didn't know how to answer. The silver-haired knife hand did not change his face at all.

"Please let go of Master Sarian, miss." Silver Hair held up the knife and said motionlessly.

"I don't think I'll accept this offer, my dear." Affectionately speaking, Nancy smiled and hugged Salen tighter, "For various reasons, he is now our thing—no matter what, he has to meet my eldest lady." ”

“…… You're going to take him out of this room? Silverhair's focus surprised Nancy slightly.

"I'm afraid it's much more than just leaving this room. Together, we are going to a far, far place—a paradise that you will never find. Nancy looked at the silver hair, smiled slightly, and moved Saren to the side, revealing her full face, staring straight at the silver hair, "Now, please let go a little." She said that the arm around Salen's neck tightened a little quietly, causing Salen's eyes to widen suddenly, and he grabbed the arm with both hands, and even hammered it twice with a fist, but it didn't work at all. Nancy's threat is clear.

"Please," she said, tilting her head, pitifully pleading, "we don't have much time—me, and 'him'. You don't want to watch your esteemed master spend the last minutes of his life in front of you, do you? ”

Silverhair stood there silent, unmoved, and stalemate with Nancy for a few moments. He seemed to be judging, or rather rehearsing, that if he had done it, he would have been somewhat sure that he would be able to save Saren while dealing with Nancy, even if he couldn't do it without injury. But it seems that in the end the result of his calculation is - there is no way.

No matter how many times the calculation is performed, the final result is the same. He couldn't figure out a way to get rid of Nancy and save Saren at the same time, it was simply impossible. So...... In the face of this situation, there is only one step back.

There is no way to do it.

"Actually," he said, looking at Nancy, his lowered gaze raised, his half-open eyes pitch black, "I don't mind. He said, "He's not my master." ”

“……”

"Hey!!"

It's too late, it's too late, it's all happening in an instant. At that moment, the silver hair could see the angry hideousness on Saron's flushed face, and the glimmer of danger in Nancy's suddenly narrowed eyes. Then, he missed.

He didn't understand how he had lost. It stands to reason that with the distance between him and the two of them, he shouldn't have any chance of missing, and his sudden forward stab was faster than the bullet, and there was no way to dodge it—but Nancy dodged, and took Salen with her.

Silverhair struggled to remember, and almost even Nancy, who was standing in front of him, seemed to completely transform into another form at the moment of his attack, turning into an illusory, distorted line of light and shadow, and with Saren in her arms, she disappeared in front of him in a flash. It wasn't just speed, Silver could clearly see that his blade had penetrated Salen's throat, but the next moment it was out again, as if it was just his own illusion.

Where is the illusion and where is the reality? Silver Hair blinked, and spun back.

Nancy and Salen had reached the other side of the offstage room, on the other side of the nearly central sink by the doorway. The big-breasted long-haired beauty was still in that position, hugging Salen's neck and hugging him tightly in the crook of her arm, but this time she didn't use Saren as a shield in front of her, but turned sideways, exposing most of her body to the outside, diagonally facing the direction of the silver hair, and a pair of eyes looked at the silver hair with interest.

“……”

The silver-haired eyebrows, who had not fluctuated in any way, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The next moment, without any warning, his body instantly disappeared in place, turning into a phantom that swept through the glittering space, and stabbed Nancy again.

This time Nancy didn't dodge. Her eyes looked at the silver light that quickly hit her eyes, her teeth grinned together, and she reached out and grabbed the silver-haired blade at the moment when the sharp tip of the knife was approaching, and at the same time, her body and Saren were together, and she flew backwards like a leaf-like volley to unload the force, and only stopped on the ground after half a second.

At this time, the three of them maintained a strange posture and had already left the pool five or six meters away. Nancy excitedly stuck out her tongue and licked her lower lips, and the silver-haired face slowly became bloodshot red. His knife was grasped by Nancy's five fingers, as if it were cast to death, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it in the slightest.

"He's done it to you." Tilting her head and thanking her, Nancy whispered another lick in Saron's ear. His earlobe, "I'm not wrong." ”

“…… That's right. Salen gasped slightly, looking coldly at the silver hair, "He did. ”

"What should this kind of thing be according to our rules?"

"If you commit the following crimes, you will openly devour the lord and automatically betray the family."

"So, he's not a man of the Golden Galleon anymore, is he?"

"As long as I'm count—then he doesn't count."

“…… Hey, hey, hey. ”

Nancy closed her eyes, buried her head in the back of Salen's neck, let out a muffled, hearty chuckle, and jerked her head up at the silver hair. At this time, the silver-haired face was already difficult to see.

"Did you hear that?" Nancy asked softly, with a strange light in her eyes, "It seems that your biggest talisman is gone?" ”

“……”

The silver-haired face changed. But before he could say anything or do anything, Nancy's smile suddenly disappeared as if it had never been there.