Or, Smith is really as simple as he seems, and has no scheming at all, but if that kind of decision can be made purely by instinct, this kind of person is afraid that this kind of person is even more terrifying than a scheming person.

"Sumeru, is it really feasible for us to do this?" Seeing that Sumeru ignored himself, Smith was not affected at all, obviously he had long been accustomed to Sumeru's attitude of "only being enthusiastic about Long Gang's affairs, and not caring about other people's affairs", and said there with his own thoughts: "I always feel that this will be like the Chinese saying......"

"Which one?"

"Being smart is being mistaken by being smart." Smith said very seriously, but Sumeru gave him a blank look: "You mean to say, self-defeating, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's it." Smith smiled honestly, he was also not Chinese, and Sumeru was much younger than him, but in terms of Chinese language attainments, he was far inferior to Sumeru.

It is no wonder that some people often say that there is an ancient oriental soul living in the body of the Westerners in Sumeru, judging from the fact that he likes to drink tea and play chess, and is familiar with Chinese history, isn't that the case?

"Although the owner's idea is very good, I think that from the perspective of psychology, Miss Luo has no way to make that kind of decision as the door owner expected."

"That's why I want to borrow your hands." Sumeru grabbed Smith's wrist and smiled suspiciously: "Use hypnosis to lure out the deepest madness in her heart, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter, and me." ”

"Isn't this sowing discord...... Smith muttered quietly, Sumeru immediately narrowed his eyes, the strength of his hand tightened, and the painful Smith grinned: "Got it, got it, I don't care about it, let it go...... Hurry up and let go, the hand is going to be broken. ”

Hearing Smith begging for mercy, Sumeru looked at him for a while before shaking off his hand and said coldly: "Do what you have to do, and don't be nosy with the rest." ”

"Got it." Smith rubbed his wrist and looked at Sumeru, there was still a little sadness in his eyes, he really couldn't understand why there was a moody person like Sumeru, and this kind of person was still the master of the Dead Gate.

But after thinking about it, wasn't Long Gang, who is now acting as the door master of the Hidden Gate, also the door master of the Death Gate in the past?

Think about it, isn't it more strange for that smiling and rough and bold temperament to be the master of the Dead Gate, than this Yin and Yang weird guy of Sumeru?

Alas, sure enough, the people who came out of this dead door were all strange guys.

Smith thought in his heart, and secretly smacked his lips, not daring to easily provoke Sumeru beside him, seeing that he was seriously looking at the monitor in front of him, he had no choice but to concentrate and carefully observe Luo Xue in the monitor in front of him.

Every move, clumsily and clumsily, is actually a little similar to five years ago, I really don't know how she bullied Yin Rin like this.

Or, how did Yin Rin, such a powerful character, be bullied like this by a woman?

He really doesn't understand, or this is the so-called person who fell in love first is the loser, and he Smith has a perfect academic score, but because he is asexual, he can't understand this feeling at all, but even if he doesn't understand, he knows that he won't want to be either of these two people, because neither of them is good.