Her footsteps came and went, and it was clear that she needed a little bit of Huigen to look for.

Turning back to the study, he was not surprised to face the empty room. What he said to Michael before leaving, it seemed that she did not have enough conditions in exchange.

It was right to go, lest he stumble and kill the four envoys closest to his heart.

But now the gun isn't on him, maybe Michael is lucky!

"You damn bastard plague god, stop for me and don't hide, Uncle Ben is coming to kill you!" Anya's shout that pierced the sky undoubtedly added a touch of life.

This disrespectful declaration of war did not make the brows of the adults who had returned to the study early and sat at the desk to read for a long time; The whitened charcoal in the fireplace was still warm, and the snow-colored shawl he was accustomed to wearing was complemented by a sense of ember, hopeless sadness.

Bastard plague god? It's an interesting declaration of war, no one has dared to shout so much since birth, not even in the unbearable past of childhood!

Woman, congratulations on being my newest plaything, don't let me down too soon!

Outside the door, he heard the familiar sound of password buttons, and he deliberately lifted the setting for Shirley, it seems that this person is not her; Judging by the footsteps and the sound of breathing, it was the ephemeral Michael—and, Aiden?

"Your Excellency." A man and a woman greeted their sleepless master in unison.

"Hmm." Needless to say, Michael should know what he was going to do.

"My lord, my body, my will, and my life have been consecrated to you; It's not so much what I can do for you, it's what I can do for you." Michael, who has an exaggerated personality, is also a lion as tame as a circus in front of adults.

"So Aiden showed up? It was an answer that I didn't expect." The adult smiled lightly, looking forward to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. "I'll see what you can do for me."

Aiden glanced at her, and the two of them knew that they had just entered the door and heard the loud declaration of war.

It's just...... What are these adults and Shirley doing in the middle of the night?

"Bastard!" Anya pulled open the heavy wooden door, and by the faint light she saw that there was not just a plague god staring at her; And Aiden and Michael, who were in a bit of a trance for a while.

These two are the henchmen of the plague god, and they are people who can sell their lives...... Then she just yelled at him all the way to kill him! Still with that guy's pistol in his hand!

It's miserable, she will become a gun target first!

It's not right to say anything and it seems funny, so let's just turn around and go.

"Stop!" The adult's light command made Anya's feet seem to be nailed, unable to move a bit. "When you see me, turn around and leave? What should I do with a bad girl who is rude?"

Take a deep breath, you have his gun in your hand, at least it will have a deterrent effect.

"Michael, did you capture me here to let this man tease me?" Okay, if you want to fight face-to-face, she is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she has quarreled with Slavi, Enzo and the stupid Quentin since she was a child, and she has not lost once.

I saw Aiden and Michael standing behind the plague god like left and right protectors, expressionless and silent.

"You brought me here and left an inexplicable note, why are you eating enough and not sleeping?"

In the face of Anya's questioning, the adult did not answer, but only hooked a faint smile. Anya knew that it was definitely a bad smile for a good show.

"Bad girl who can't understand people, how do you remember it?" The adult got up and walked around the unsightly table and headed towards her; Standing by the window reflecting the snow, it looks so lonely.

"Don't come near me again, I'm going to shoot!" Anya held her hands flat and her right hand clumsily loaded, ready to attack at any time after turning off the safe.

"I can't ask for it." The lord stopped as she had said, leaning gracefully against the edge of the table, his hands crossed under his snow-colored shawl. "Kill me with your gun."

Aiden and Michael couldn't help but look horrified when they heard this conversation.

What the hell are adults thinking?

"You...

Anya muttered, she had never faced such a situation before, and her hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

No, if this person dares to provoke like this, it means that he is fully prepared, and the left and right protectors are all there, what can he be afraid of; I can't figure out that as soon as the bullet comes out, there is still a way to turn and hit her!

"The two of them are good at watching a show, and they won't make a move." At the right time, to the point.

This bastard plague god really knows how to read minds, he knows what she's thinking! She must leave this place, out of the realm of the plague god.

"Get out first! We Shirley are very guarded!" The lord raised a hand slightly, and Aiden and Michael could only leave in absolute obedience, no matter how worried they were.

Really gone...... Only she and the plague god are left in this space? She seems to have put herself in a more dangerous situation, but she can't escape herself, and she can only negotiate face-to-face with the prison prison if she wants to leave, even if she has no cell phone signal.

"How are you going to let me go?"

"You must stand on the same level as me before I consider negotiating with you."

"Oh yes? Do you think I wouldn't dare?" It's okay Anya he must be ready if he dares to say this kind of big thing it may be armed all over his body under the cloak her worry and hesitation he is smiling shamefully.

The trembling fingers gradually applied force on the trigger, avoiding the vital point of his left chest, his eyes closed, his teeth bitten, for the sake of her freedom in the future, let the bullets fly!

The first shot in her life was dedicated to the bulletproof glass of the Plague God Prison, and she knew the smell of smoke and the recoil deeply.

But this time, there was a man in front of her, and her muzzle was pointed at a living human; At such a close distance, a bullet could shoot through his chest!

The adults, Aiden, and Michael were all accustomed to the loud bang, and the blood that erupted with it was not strange, but Anya was frightened by him, and the atmosphere between them was so silent that it was panicking.

"You...... Why don't you hide?" It took a long time for Anya to squeeze these words out of her mouth.

The bullet actually hit him, and the rust-smelling blood stained his beautiful snow-colored shawl, a shocking image caused by her. In that position, she was definitely shot in the chest, how could she, a rookie shooter, be so accurate at such a critical moment!

"Why are you hiding?" The adult smiled unchanged, compared to Anya's flowery face, it seemed like a ghost. "You've met the terms, and I'll answer the answer you missed at the bar."

"Compared to this...... You should stop the bleeding first! I'll call an ambulance!" Anya threw down the still hot pistol and stepped closer to inspect the injury, but he pushed it away.

"Your marksmanship isn't good enough to hurt me."

"I don't want to be charged with letting you hang up." She argued forcefully, but her expression was undeceptively worried. "Even if it doesn't hurt you, it's a fact that you're bleeding, so don't be there and call me an ambulance!"

The eldest brother and the second brother often said that her conscience must have been left to her younger brother Quentin at birth. She didn't deny it, but she still had a little compassion! I will not see death and not save those who have been injured by myself!

"There's an electromagnetic barrier here, and the phone doesn't work." The adult grabbed Anya's hand and reflexively pressed her against the table, staring at her condescendingly, blood pouring out of her clothes.

"It's so hot...... it turns out that the blood is such a panicked temperature.

"Give you a choice." The adults saw the blood staining her chest faster than they expected, and perhaps the wound was really serious. "What do you want to know?"

"It doesn't matter! I thought you bastard must be fully prepared to provoke me, stupid enough to use flesh and blood to block bullets...... I—I really don't know what to say." Anya tried her best to push him away, but the man was seriously injured but still unmoving, and her strength was amazing, and she was pressed under him and couldn't move. "Say that I can't learn to be unpleasant, what qualifications do you have to say this to me!"

"What I promised you, I will give you. Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"There's something wrong with you!" Does she have to say something? Raising his eyes and glaring at the man above with burning eyes, he realized that his expression was not

There was a slight wave, and if it weren't for the warm, wet chest reminding her, she would have thought he was fine.

Is this a skill that the leader boss sitting in this seat must practice?

How lonely is this location?

"Don't make me ask a third time. What do you want to know?"

Do you have to say something? Ah, whatever!

"You don't look like someone with a gunshot wound at all, and pain tolerance is the number one skill for being the leader of the organization?"

Ask him if it hurts?

Pain, the word never appeared in his life, Shirley could ask a thousand questions, but picked the most private part of him.

"You went to great lengths to come to me, and in the end you just wanted to ask me if it hurt?" She's really, really, right!

The adult smiled softly, so close that Anya could feel the good smell coming out of his mouth.

It turned out that the adults they feared had such a nice aroma on their bodies.

And—at this close close, she found that the left and right pupils of adults were of different colors; So the left eye she saw that day was wearing a pupil discoloration, no wonder she felt lifeless...... The blue pupils of the lake that are now reflecting her figure are shining like ice cracks, so beautiful.

One blue and one green? That's why Aiden was drunk that day, because the glass of wine was a blue-green gradient, and he saw the shadow of the man who sold his soul; That's why the plague god wouldn't get drunk that day, because she didn't really observe his heart!

"Now is not the time for you to ask questions, answer me!" Anya still tried to struggle, but not only could she not use her hands, but even her mind was almost frozen by the cold pupils.

Of course, just a little bit.

"I wasn't born with pain nerves, that's all." The lord said lightly.

Born without ...... Pain nerves?