Chapter 65: Feifei is the real god
"Brother Xiaowei, ...... here"
When he walked into the café, he saw that Ye Feifei had already found a booth with no one around, and helped him order coffee, and when he saw him coming from a distance, he immediately stood up and waved his hands, and then when Wei Wei walked in front of him, he immediately took out a tissue, on which was the tattoo pattern she drew with her memory, and said nervously: "Look, is it like this?" ”
At this moment, she was also a little excited, and her face was filled with an expression of whether I was very capable, and she praised me quickly.
With his own physique, he is destined to find very few people to help him from childhood to adulthood.
I can not help myself, even less......
"Hoo ......"
Wei Wei hurriedly took the tissue and looked at it carefully.
The above is a tattoo pattern drawn by Ye Feifei with her memory, although Ye Feifei's painting skills are a bit ......
Very poor.
But it can still be seen that this tattoo pattern is indeed similar to the blood-colored rose I was looking for in style.
It's just that there seem to be a lot of key details missing from it......
Even Wei Wei was a little uncertain for a while, but he was still a little excited in his heart, stared at the pattern for a long time, and said to Ye Feifei:
"How did you meet that?"
“……”
"Ah, I'm just patrolling the streets normally......"
"Because you asked me about this before, so I've been helping you keep an eye on it, what if it happens?"
"I thought it might be a tattoo, so I picked a place with a lot of bad girls on the street......"
“……”
Ye Feifei even talked about it, and talked about what he had just encountered little by little.
During the period, her reasoning and analysis were also included, with a little bit of pride, which made Wei Wei want to cover his face countless times, and he felt a sense of helplessness as a scholar looking at a scumbag, but gradually, the more he listened, the more surprised he became, especially when it came to the man in white.
He began to get slightly nervous, interrupting her and asking her to describe the actions and smiles that appeared on the other person's face when it happened.
Even every change in the other party's expression, as well as the subtle feelings in his own heart.
Until Ye Feifei has such a good memory, he really can't recall other details.
Wei Weicai nodded, and quickly flashed back and summarized the various details of this passage in his mind.
A moment later, his heart, which had been slightly lost, was beating again.
He hid the ecstasy on his face and looked at Ye Feifei blankly.
After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth.
"What's going on?"
Ye Feifei was startled.
"Feifei, ......"
Wei Wei's eyes were very gentle, and he said softly: "Have I praised you as a goddess before?" ”
Ye Feifei hurriedly shook his head.
Wei Wei held her hand excitedly and said seriously: "Then you are ...... now"
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"It's really an inverted frieze......"
At this time, Wang Mo was sitting in the bar, rubbing his back with his back that was still aching, thinking:
"It's so easy to meet such a beautiful little girl, I didn't expect such a high level of vigilance, let alone ......"
“…… It's so good. ”
“……”
When I thought of the feeling of being thrown to the ground by her back in front of so many people just now, I felt a little embarrassed, as a bar owner, the object of countless Huaichun girls who have been in love for a long time, he has always been an elegant and calm man.
"It's a pity that I didn't succeed in putting it on her shoulder, otherwise, I might not have to drink myself now."
Thinking that the girl was so qualified, but missed it in vain, he sighed slightly.
Even if you are a person with a strong talent, the triggering of this ability also requires certain conditions, for example, in the case that the other party does not have a strong sense of vigilance, with the help of some ambiguous or provocative actions, to break through a certain sense of distance.
In his opinion, it is an elegant sense of ceremony.
Of course, the palm of the hand must be successfully placed on the other person's shoulder, and it will definitely be a failure if you are dropped by the back halfway.
And the other party's vigilance is so high, in front of so many people, it is not good for him to use a tougher method.
Maybe you need to practice it yourself.
After draining his glass in one gulp, he made his way to a closed room in the bar.
Here, there are huge mirrors on all four walls, you can see your image from any angle, and in the corners, there are many dummies, some with their hands together, carrying bags, some as if walking on the street, and some as if sitting in chairs.
All kinds of different actions make this room seem to be a lot more lively all at once.
Wang Mo took off his hat and hung it on the hanger, then slowed down his stride and took a few steps forward gracefully.
"No, it's so girly......"
He looked at himself in the mirror, then stepped back, adjusted, and walked forward again.
"It's too fast."
"The style is too hard, and it's easy to be vigilant ......"
“……”
He walked over and over again, adjusted over and over again, just a few steps of the posture, he practiced countless times.
Then, he pulled over another doll, which was a two-handed bag, and his expression seemed a little shy.
It looks like the young girl riding on an electric car just now.
With a restrained and non-impetuous, he walked up to the puppet.
showed a somewhat restrained, but just enough to reflect his handsome smile.
Then, pretending to be casual but very natural, he stretched out his palm and put it on the doll's shoulder.
The body rotates around and forms a face-to-face pose with the puppet, and the distance is nearly 20 centimeters.
At that moment, the abruptness and panic brought about by the sudden palm of his hand on her shoulder, the feeling of oppression brought by his face approaching her, and the impact brought by his own face meeting her eyes must reach an almost delicate balance in an instant......
Practice over and over again, little by little.
Wang Mo's movements are becoming more and more skillful and natural, and his every move has a charming charm.
You have to work hard, even though you're a lucky one.
But being bound to this city for so long, I am somewhat slack, or rather, tired?
But it doesn't matter, I'm almost at the end of the day.
After feeding that guy, you're free......
"It is said that some powerful people of the same ability can even have their own estates and their own human slaves outside the city."
"Maybe I can live like this, right?"
“……”
He was full of anticipation.
It wasn't until it was dark that he stopped practicing, feeling the longing that rose again in his heart, he regained his confidence, put on a black top hat, sprayed some mysterious self-blended perfume, and then walked out with graceful steps.
A waitress passed by with a wine glass, and he turned his head to look at it and smiled slightly.
The waitress who was about to say hello was suddenly stunned, as if she had forgotten what to say, and there was only a smile in his eyes.
He walked over lightly, picked up the glass in one hand, and placed it on her shoulder.
The waitress's body suddenly trembled slightly.
His hand on the waitress's shoulder slid down to his lower abdomen, checked his results, and smiled with satisfaction.
Very moist.
When he walked out into the street, looking at the brightly lit city outside, he felt that he was the king of life.
There are so many people in this world, how much hard work there is, just so that a woman can stay by her side.
Walking on the street, how many women are they wish for, but can never reach?
But for myself, it's not a problem.
He is a predator, and this city is full of his prey......
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"Huh?"
Just as he was thinking about this, he was slightly startled and saw a man standing across the street.
He leaned into a beat-up jeep with a pancake in his hand, and was eating it as he looked at himself and smiled.
Wang Mo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
When I looked closely, I waited for the traffic on the street to pass, only to find that the man and the vehicle were gone.
"What the hell?"
“……”
“……”
"Sequence 8: Love Demon ......"
In the corner, Wei Wei suppressed the faint excitement in his heart, rubbed his face vigorously, and determined two things.
First, this is indeed a wild transcendent.
Second, sure enough, what Yuan abduction, what the goddess of the Ministry of Intelligence, is nonsense.
Ye Feifei is the real god......
In the future, who would dare to say that Ye Feifei was a half-hanger, so he would be smoked...... That's why I just slapped myself.
But looking back and analyzing it, in fact, the tattoo that Ye Feifei accidentally saw was indeed quite different from the flesh and blood rose he was looking for. If such a pattern appears on an ordinary person, it is basically of no traceability.
But it's interesting that it appeared in the body of a love demon transcendent......
Is it really a coincidence, or is there some other factor?
He pressed his beating heart and quietly followed.
I need to talk to him......
But the current evidence and speculation are not enough for me to talk to him about secrets.
Need an opportunity......
The Foundation has strict rules regarding the behavior of its investigators: they are allowed to live in mental barriers with wild demonic abilities, and as long as they abide by the law, the investigators are not allowed to abuse their power to harass and oppress them. Once the Foundation or local authorities receive a report, an investigation team will be formed to investigate the matter.
This was the rule set in place after the Second Secret War to protect the Church's Exiles and neutral wild transcendents.
The instructor tapped on the blackboard while teaching this lesson:
"Send Questions:"
"Obviously, this rule is telling us that we must not let the other party have a chance to report."