The man was unmoved, the tip of the knife kept going deeper, and his eyes were full of anger and made people feel trembling from the depths of his soul. He stared at the face that was not painful because of the knife that had entered his body, but with an excited face, and slowly spoke.

"I warned you, she's not someone you can touch......" The wrist holding the handle of the knife turned again, gradually increasing the force, "even if you are three feet away, you can't appear around her, and your eyes can't stay on her for a second." ”

"Ahem...... I'm just curious. The man in gray looked at him with a grin and wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, "Death, my esteemed Grim Reaper, what would the girl you fancy look like, look like this...... I think I'm about to fall in love with her too......"

"Put away your damn curiosity." D's eyes were like winter ice, he glanced at him extremely coldly, and his hand pulled out the bloody blade little by little, "Your methods are not worthy of her, you can skin whoever you want, but she can't." ”

At the moment when the tip of his knife left the flesh, the man in gray suddenly took a few steps back, sat down on the sofa, covered his fists and coughed violently, blood splattered all over his hands.

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with crazy killing intent, and stared at the fanged mask of the man in front of him covering the lower half of his face, "D, I admit that my methods are bloody and cruel, but don't you think that beautiful skins are far more charming than dirty flesh?" Including you, your face is a work of art that I've always wanted to ......"

"Oh?" The man looked at him with wide eyes and condescending eyes, and the tail note was marked with obvious interest, as if he had heard a great joke.

“K！” The blonde man M lightly inserted into the conversation between the two, interrupting someone's self-righteous and arrogant words, "I think you should go out and turn left now, you need to go and peel a skin to calm down, you are too impetuous." ”

"Your Xiao Xiang really annoys me......" D chuckled, undisguised disdain in his eyes, scoffing at his words. It's a real headache to have such an unchallenged opponent, after all, not everyone likes to be looked at by someone who can't be an opponent.

K took out a tissue from the coffee table to wipe the blood from his hands, reached out and took off the heavy gray coat on his body, his skeletal figure was fully revealed, and the shirt of the same color hung empty on his body.

"D, your words make me very unhappy." As he unbuttoned his shirt, he raised his whiter eyes and looked viciously at the man who was indifferent to him, "Your contempt also makes me angry. ”

"Huh." D let out a disdainful snort from his throat, then turned and walked up the stairs with a calm step.

It wasn't until his footsteps had gone far that M walked across from K, glancing at the puddle of blood that had trickled down from the couch to the ground, frowning.

"Need help? My suturing technique is okay. ”

K raised the corner of his eye and squinted at him, hunched over and took a bottle of medicine to stop bleeding from under the coffee table, unscrewed the cap, "Oh, no! Fuck off, you coward. ”

"K, don't forget who he is!" M was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and couldn't help but be a little angry, "He's Death, if you can kill him, you will still be here to swallow your anger now?" Put away your stupid thoughts, and don't be skinned by him and become a skinless pig then! ”