The afternoon sunlight penetrates through the cracks in the arched floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, adding a bit of softness to the otherwise dark and cold room.

The girl dressed as a bunny girl sat on the floor with her waist straight, her thighs stacked together, her calves obediently together, and her knees fit tightly. The black hair on the back of the head was neatly spread out, and the long hair hung down to the waist, reflecting the faint sunlight in the room, and the edges of the hair seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light. Two silver moon-shaped earrings hang from the sides of the neck, accentuating a black metal collar that reflects a glittering light.

Squeak——!

The metal door that closed the room opened from the outside in, and the flowing air dragged the dust into the room, as if a faint mist was pouring in. At the end of two elongated reflections, the clown and the blonde youth appeared in the doorway with the light pouring into the room.

"......" She looked at the two of them outside the door with her heterochromatic eyes that were as warm as water, and there was no divine emotion in her hazy gaze.

The girl's cold and indifferent temperament made the blonde youth look fascinated, goddess, in his heart, the killer of this organization is like a goddess who has descended into the world—cold, holy, and otherworldly, these feelings fill the heart of the blonde youth.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked curiously.

"There was a bit of an accident, I don't know much about the specifics, but Claire seems to be a little out of control. The clown strode over to the girl dressed as a bunny girl, leaned over and pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look up at herself:

"I just told you to follow the target and hide your body as much as possible, why were you discovered!?"

"Claire did not disobey the order, and the reason why her whereabouts were revealed was because the intensity of the target's perception was too high. She replied in an indifferent voice.

"You're lying to me! The person wearing the black shadow mask is formless and insubstantial, no different from the shadow, and even his spiritual power can't scan! If he didn't deliberately leak his breath, how could he find you!" The clown looked at the girl's expressionless face, and a nameless evil fire rose in his abdomen, and his five fingers weighted and twisted the kneading of the beautiful face.

"Claire's personality doesn't have a mechanism for lying. The Bunny Girl continued to answer.

"Then why did you take a posture of unauthorized attack after that!? Do you know, because you are arrogant, and the target has already taken precautions! Revealing your identity before the assassination is extremely detrimental to the mission!" the clown stretched out his other hand, touched the girl's calm face together, and kneaded it vigorously.

"Claire has a thousand masks, and revealing one is not a revealing identity. She was rubbed like a doll, and she didn't mean to resist at all.

"Dare to talk back!"

The clown let go of his hands, took half a step backwards, and slapped the girl in the face with a heavy blow.

Smack——!

Claire's cold face was slightly crooked, her upper body was slightly tilted to the right, and then she immediately resumed her kneeling posture. There was a hint of contempt on her calm face, and she didn't speak, but such a look made the clown feel very uneasy. He thought that Claire had been reduced to a puppet who could be at his disposal, but the girl in front of him clearly had the heart to resist.

But why is there an anomaly at this time?

Sealing off her five senses, making her wear a restraint suit that is almost a torture device, there is no abnormality, and there is no abnormality when she is ordered to change into a bunny girl outfit, but there is an abnormality when tracking the assassination target......

Did she do it on purpose!?

She knows that the organization will not tolerate the life of the loser, so she deliberately exposed herself during the mission, in order to bring me to destruction!?

The beautiful girl in front of him, so smart and icy, the contemptuous smile on her face, as if she had completely seen through the clown's thoughts, made him completely panicked.

Like having a mind reader, Claire says:

"The mission of assassinating the target is not difficult for Claire, you just have to give the order. ”

"Personality Replacement!"

The clown silently recited a voice, then touched his left ring finger and held the ring with a beautiful black and white pattern in front of the girl's eyes. He gently turned the sapphire in the center of the black and white pattern, and then aimed it at the girl's right eye:

"Tachibana, come out. ”

“......”

As soon as the words fell, the girl's body seemed to fall apart, and she knelt on the floor with her hands on the floor, becoming motionless, except for the movement of her chest because of breathing, there was no sign of life at all. After a few seconds, she slowly opened her eyelids, and her eyeballs were pierced by the sunlight that penetrated through the arched window, and she closed her eyelids again, and she felt very tired, very tired.

"What's your name, do you know who I am?" asked the Joker.

After hearing this, Claire's facial expression was cold and dull at first, and gradually began to look a little bloody. The closed eyelids also slowly opened, and the clown saw that she was still in a trance, and repeated in an accentuated tone:

"Look at me! Do you know who I am?"

The girl looked up at the man in the white mask in front of her, and seemed to hesitate, and it took about five seconds for her to mutter, "You are Mr. Clown, the owner of Tachibana." ”

The clown smiled reassuringly and asked, "Do you remember your past and your mission?"

"My past, my mission?"

The clown hurriedly prompted, "You are my partner! Your mission is to eradicate the enemy for the Holy Lord!"

Claire, no, it's orange now, as soon as she heard this, her memory came flooding back. At 0.5 seconds, many fragments of memories ran through her mind, and her original dull expression finally revealed a trace of human agility. The expression seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, as if it was sad rather than sorrowful, and the corners of his mouth curved into a faint arc, revealing a smile like sadness.

She remembered an image of how long ago she had been staring down on her from the top of the throne, her eyes glowing with demonic scarlet blood, manipulating a spell that split her soul in two.

"I am your partner and your tool, and my mission is to encircle the Holy Lord and eradicate the enemy. Tachibana changed his previous indifference, looked up at the clown in front of him, and replied in a timid and cowardly tone.

"Very good, it seems that there is no problem with Tachibana. The clown reached out and rubbed her head, and the latter shook his thin waist and hips, squinting his eyes to show a look of relief.

"Speaking of which, I have a good idea. The blonde youth controlled himself to take his gaze away from the girl's youthful body, threw himself at the clown who fell silent, smiled and continued:

"Since Claire has already alarmed the target, it is better to let her clone go again, let the water and let the target kill her, so that the other party will definitely relax. ”

"But Claire's condition is unstable, and if something goes wrong...... The clown hesitated.

"Let Tachibana go, this mission doesn't require combat power. The blonde young man walked up to the bunny girl and stretched out his hand to caress her hair, but he almost bit his finger with her white fangs. Reluctantly withdrew his hand and said meaningfully:

"As for Cleya, you have plenty of time to adjust slowly during the general competition. ”

One-one-one-one-one-one

呲——!

Several sword lights crisscrossed and froze in the space, and the surface of the guardrail on the ring flashed densely woven silver threads along the surface of the guardrail that extended along the blade, instantly shattering and collapsing along with the isolation belt.

In the center of the debris flying like yellow sand, a man wearing a black top hat embellished with white fluff, a burgundy patterned shirt, a black trench coat, black boots, and white trousers stood with a sword. The man had eagle-sharp orange eyes, a short beard, a cruciform dagger in front of him, and an empty scabbard behind him.

"I'm not a stupid guy who likes lions fighting rabbits, and I don't want to waste my physical strength in wheel battles, and I don't want to get hurt and leave the ring immediately. The swordsman's gaze lowered, and his fingers stirred the narrow black sword, turning a snow-bright circular arc of light, which slowly entered the scabbard.

"It's arrogant...... More arrogant than me......" Ivan stood on the other side of the ring, silently sneering.

In order to show his fighting spirit, he took a deep breath, clenched his hands into eagle talons from his shoulders down, slowly pressed all the way to his waist, and then turned his hands over and folded them against his chest. The fingers flicked across the air, and suddenly there was a sneering sound of breaking through the air, and the sound was sharp, as if a sword was unsheathed, and at the same time exhaled:

"Come on!"

"Guts!"

The swordsman lowered the brim of his hat with one hand, pulled out the black sword behind his back and strode forward, the tip of the sword sticking to the ground of the ring to make a slender slit - suddenly raised his head, and a trace of sharpness instantly appeared in his sharp pupils:

"In order to conserve my strength, I will use the swordsmanship of nirvana, and if I unfortunately die, don't blame me!"

“......”

Ivan didn't speak, his opponent's blade reflected in his dark eyes, and the strength rose from the soles of his feet, pouring into his right arm like raging magma. At the same time, a layer of molten golden light flame floated in his right hand, and at the moment when the strength and light energy exploded simultaneously, he flew out violently, grabbing his opponent with a claw.

Whoosh——!

The swordsman instantly swung his sword and staggered horizontally, and the two slashes flashed with snowy white light, drawing two light marks in the air, crossing into ten, and directly facing the golden claws that penetrated through.

Bang——!

With the piercing sound of collision, the flame claws and sword light continued to collide, and a circle of translucent shockwaves shook between the two, sending out gusts of wind that swept through the ring.

Whoosh——!

The swordsman stepped forward with the black sword in his hand, and the blade swept and outlined, instantly pouring out a densely woven cold light. In the eyes of the surrounding audience, this man swung out hundreds of slashes almost at the same time—hundreds of sharp cold lights pierced out at the same time, and a terrifying white whirlwind rolled up around the swordsman, directly engulfing Ivan Van's figure.

"Hoo ......"

Ivan opened his mouth and let out a blazing white air arrow, and instantly unleashed a whirlwind slashing iron fist, his claws bent into sharp blades, outlining golden rays of light and twisting horizontally towards the white whirlwind.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ——!

Countless golden light marks flickered in the void, and beams of incomparably sharp white sword light collided with them, and they were immediately twisted to the side to disappear into invisibility. Although the Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist was also suppressed by the sword light, it was crumbling and flickering, but it did complete the explosive slash of the opponent.

One by one, one by one

The two were fighting fiercely in the center of the ring, and the fans who came for them watched this scene of fighting, and they also screamed and roared excitedly. The number of fans on the swordsman's side is small, but the quality is very high, and at the same time, the uniform swordsman costume is even accompanied by an identical copy of the black sword.

Evan has a large number of fans, mostly women, and has pulled up a lot of banners with red hearts on them. Among them, there are also many female fans who are not low-looking, changing into men's clothes, imitating Evan's outfit and desperately waving the flag - it's really hard for these people to make so many things in two days.

"Ahhh

"Come on, come on, hack that guy who plays with fire!"

In the process of watching the battle, the crowd of onlookers, who were originally quite harmonious, quickly divided into two camps and began to abuse each other because of one or two discordant voices:

"The flame of destiny is invincible!"

"Nonsense, Hawkeye is the strongest!"

"What kind of spicy chicken is Hawkeye, the flame of fate directly burns him into a hairless turkey!"

"You fart!Hawkeye will cut your face-paralyzed husband into crystal slices!"

"Hehe (QNMLGB)!"

"Hehehehehe(QNBLGB)X2!"

Scolding and scolding, I don't know which side made the first move, and the irascible brothers and sisters of the two camps suddenly rushed up and fought together under the ring. Due to the stark difference in clothing between the two sides, their respective camps are clearly distinguished and clear at a glance, so the fight is also orderly and reasonable, and there is no chaos at all.

In terms of combat effectiveness, of course, Hawkeye's fans have relatively high combat power, after all, most of the male fans are also equipped with weapons. But the number of fan girls on Evan is really huge, and there is no discipline and lower limit for shooting, inserting eyes, flirting with yin, stealing peaches, and killing for thousands of years. The opponents who are knocked down by them basically can't get up again with their hands on their crotches, but if the opponent puts them over, they can often get up and fight again.

Under such a battle loss ratio, Hawkeye's fans and sisters were quickly beaten and rushed to the ground, and had to withdraw from the enemy's line of sight. Left behind only the 'prisoners of war' rolling on their crotches, they had no time to escape before they were surrounded by a murderous enemy—followed by a physical humiliation, followed by a further verbal humiliation.

One by one, one by one

Under the ring, the fans of the two camps have already divided the winners and losers, and in the ring, Evan and the swordsman are still fighting hard.

Sneer——!

The swordsman strode forward and swung his sword horizontally, and a bright white trajectory extended from the blade of the black sword, forming a scene of cold light with sharp edges and solid light. It was like a silver flower, refracting the light in the air to form a shining trajectory, like a silver line flying in front of the opponent.

“......”

Ivan didn't dodge or dodge, but instead crashed into the heavy air flow and rushed over, his figure galloping like a fierce horse, and slammed his backhand at the moment when the silver line kissed his neck.

Bang——!

The fist was clenched into a heavy hammer and struck the cold light, and the side of the blade-like air flow instantly collapsed into a vortex. The sword wind suddenly split into a huge net, and countless broken lights swept around with a "brush" of countless broken lights in the center of the ring, and the fish-scale broken blades flew around like fireworks, spreading for more than ten meters before losing their power and collapsing into cyclones.

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