If it weren't for the fact that one of them was drowsy and couldn't speak because of an asthma attack, the confrontation between Kurolo and Ilmi really looked like a third-rate vulgar dog blood TV series that would only appear in a TV series.

Kulolo, who recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was the eldest young master of the enemy, just smiled when he heard this, now is not the moment for the two of them to go toe-to-toe, and let Yier Fan look at Youguo, who had asthma recurrence in his arms, Kulolo said gently: "Youguo's asthma has recurred, I will take him to the infirmary, or do you have medicine?" ”

Ilmi's eyes shifted to his employer, he didn't speak, but he pulled out a bottle of spray from his body and threw it to Kurolo.

Professional killers naturally need to be fully equipped - now as a professional bodyguard, Il fans also have to do their best.

Kurolo raised his hand to catch the spray, and after spraying the spout twice on Youguo's mouth, Youguo, whose face was still swollen and purple just now, calmed down and resumed normal breathing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The deafening humming sound gradually faded away, and the blackened vision gradually returned to normal, and Youguo only felt that he was heavy, and his chest felt as if he had just been pressed against a scale. He slowly opened his eyes, and there were still patches of darkness in his eyes, and the mist-like darkness gradually faded, allowing him to see Culolo more and more clearly.

Youguo was speechless for a while, and the tingling pain in his throat was strong, as if someone had thrown a handful of sand into it, and Kurolo sat on the ground with him halfway upstairs at this time, and gently wiped the remaining saliva from the corner of Youguo's mouth with his fingers without disgust.

His moist and red lips opened slightly, and Yugo's hazy eyes looked fixedly at Kurolo who was gently holding him, and then slowly rolled his eyes, and the silver-blue butterfly was already soaked and mottled with sweat, leaving only a pair of broken wings.

How can a butterfly with broken wings flutter its wings?

"Are you better?" Kurolo smiled slightly, his eyes dark.

The pain of the recurrence of the old illness made Yugo reveal a trace of vulnerability, but that fragility was quickly hidden by him, and his hands weakly and stubbornly pushed against Kurolo's approaching chest.

"Let go of my ......" Youguo is like a gossamer.

Kurolo tilted his head, "Are you sure?" ”

Youguo was still dizzy and weak, and now he needed someone to support him the most, but he still didn't hesitate to push Kulolo away, and barely got up from the ground with his arm support.

Kulolo, who was disliked by Youguo, did not change his face, got up gracefully and dusted the corners of his dusty clothes with his fingers, and shouted as gently as a lover: "Youguo." ”

The expression of the young master, who has always been soft and sweet, is rarely cold and hard at this moment, and if he is seen by the housekeeper of the house, he will also sigh with a sentence that is quite the demeanor of Rosenjie when he was young, he didn't hear Kulolo's words, stumbled two steps forward, and then was attracted by another "guest" who appeared here.

Youguo looked at Yiermi, "Who are you?" ”

Yi'er's tone was unfazed: "The bodyguard hired by your father." ”

"Oh." Youguo remembered, "Beat the enemy? ”

Ilfan nodded.

"You're a little late." Youguo coughed twice, and it was a little difficult for him to speak now, "I'm going to die if it's a little later." ”

Ilmi was silent, frowning slightly.

Beating the enemy Hakka is used to doing the killer business, and now he suddenly takes over the duties similar to a bodyguard, Yier Fan is still a little uncomfortable, but this time he is really late, and even made the employer almost have an accident.

As the killer cat with the No. 1 praise rate for beating the enemy Hakka, this situation really shouldn't be.

"Hmm......" Ilmi pondered for a second, "I'll pay attention next time." ”

Youguo: ...... There will be a next time???

After being choked up, Youguo was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "There is still no next time......

After a brief exchange between the patrons, Youguo stroked his chest to calm the pain just now, and then slid his gaze past Kulolo on the side, and slowly fell to the killer who was lying on the ground unable to move.

Walking to the killer with his somewhat limp feet, Youguo bent down and stared at the killer's eyes and asked, "Are you really sent by my cousin?" If you say yes, blink your eyes, and if you don't say it......"

Yougo glanced at Ilmi who was standing beside him.

The professional ethics of a killer should not be able to divulge information about the employer, but the killer who is on the verge of death obviously doesn't care about any professional ethics and blinks quickly.

The eyes of the Yi Fan on the side lit up obviously, and he almost couldn't wait to say: "Ten million nuns, I'll help you solve him." ”

The killer blinked his eyes even more in horror, for fear that Youguo would lose his life if he hesitated.

Youguo didn't agree to Ilmi's request, he just stood silent for a long time after the killer blinked, and then whispered, "No, he's just taking the money to do things—just like you." ”

If someone kills with a knife, it should be the person who kills with a knife, and what does it have to do with the knife.

A trace of pity slipped into the cat's eyes that had not been waveless just now.

Youguo had something in his heart, and his face showed a depressed look of being worried, but it was understandable, after all, whoever knew that his respected and beloved brother not only didn't like him, but even secretly plotted to kill him, and no one might be happy.

In just a few hours, Yogo received too much information for him to digest, and he walked towards the flower house little by little, and Ilfan dutifully followed him like a ghost, and before Yugo was about to push the door of the flower house, Kurolo, who had been quiet, finally spoke.

"Youguo, the prom isn't over yet."

Kurolo still smiled gracefully when he faced Yuguo, "Aren't you going?" ”

Youguo suddenly remembered that if there was no accident, he should have attended Roskinna's school ball with Kurolo at this time.

He gritted his teeth uncontrollably, and looked behind him, where Kurolo was standing not far from him, the moonlight shining on half of his face with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the other half hidden in the darkness that the moonlight could not reach, but Youguo still saw the handsome and timeless face as ink as clearly.

"I'm not going."

Yugo licked her parched lips, wondering why Kurolo had been calmly inviting him as if nothing had happened.

It's scum.

Youguo sighed in his heart, and even the scum was a little excited.

Kurolo's face did not change, "Then you have a good rest." ”

Even if his bad and dark side is completely exposed in front of Youguo, he is still calm and calm, and Youguo has to admit that even if Kurolo is a scumbag, that face is still excellent and perfect.

So in the face of a handsome scumbag, Youguo, who runs away after doing it, doesn't need to feel guilty about it.

So he also bent the corners of his mouth without smiling: "I will." ”

The expression on Kurolo's face became more and more pleasant, and he quietly watched as Yogo and Ilmi left the flower room before Kurolo walked to the immobile killer with steady steps.

He bent down slightly, looked at the killer on the ground and smiled, "He's hard to catch, right?" ”

The killer blinked hesitantly.

Kurolo asked a few more questions, and the killer answered with a few blinks.

"I don't have the ability to read, but I can make judgments similar to foresight......" Kurolo rubbed his hand on his chin and looked thoughtful, "The hidden aura is not easy at all......

"It's funny." He smiled slightly, his face as pure childish fun and curiosity as a child.

But children tend to be more cruel.

Pure curiosity prompted them to pluck the wings of dragonflies, pluck off the heads of ants, and admire the dying posture of the weak insects without apologies.

The killer couldn't speak, but just looking at the smiling and silent Kurolo, he had a terrifying illusion all over his body, and his body, which had been paralyzed for a long time, finally regained a trace of consciousness at this time, and the fingers hanging by his side flicked slightly under his drive.

The killer was overjoyed, since his fingers had regained consciousness, it meant that it was only a matter of time before the rest of his limbs recovered, but before he could rejoice, a sharp dagger had already pierced his chest neatly.

"Uh-" The killer's eyes widened suddenly.

Kurolo slowly put away the dagger, blood rolling down the smooth blade, and in an instant it was clean again without a trace of dust.

He had clearly killed a person, but it was as calm as if it were just a piece of grass.

"I'm still a little soft-hearted."

Kurolo muttered to himself, "How can you leave an opponent who knows your abilities and weaknesses, and is even likely to expose such a thing?" ”

*

You Guo didn't know what happened next in the flower room, he walked towards his dormitory with a weak body, Il Fan had quietly melted into the night, if it wasn't for the system telling Youguo that he was still nearby, Youguo even suspected that he had already left.

It was the moment when the dance party was at its highest, the campus was almost empty, and when Youguo passed by, he could clearly see the lively scene from the surrounding windows, but he didn't come closer, glanced at it from a distance and turned away.

Roskina occupies a large area, and Youguo never felt that the path he used to walk seemed so long, and Youguo, who had only walked a short distance, couldn't help but stop, standing aside and holding on to the trunk of the tree to breathe.

He was so tired that he couldn't go anymore.

At this time, Yir Fan jumped down from the tree and landed on the ground as lightly as a cat, his black cat's eyes quietly looking at Youguo who was panting weakly, and his eyes, which rarely showed any emotion, showed a complex mixture of disgust and speechlessness at this time.

Even if he didn't say anything, Youguo could clearly see what Ilfan was trying to say.

Youguo: "...... Does he hate me for being so weak? ”

System: "...... Cough. ”

Youguo was annoyed and angry, "Damn! I don't want to be so weak! I'm going to have a super powerful body in my next world! Hear no! It's better to be able to hang Kurolo up and fight it! ”

The system didn't dare to say anything, it didn't think it was likely.

"Do you need me to carry you away?"

Ilfan thought for a moment, "A million rings." ”

Youguo: ......

He almost couldn't hold back and blurted out, "You're robbing money?" But the two trembling legs clearly showed their presence.

Then Youguo's voice became weak again: "Okay, deal." ”

The corners of his mouth bent slightly, and he easily held Youguo in his arms and moved quickly towards Youguo's dormitory.

With a relaxed expression as if a living person as big as the size of his arms did not exist, Youguo leaned on Yi'er Mi's strong chest and said in shock: "I have more than a hundred pounds!" ”

The system was silent for a moment, "...... The lightest door of their house also required two tons of arm strength to push open. ”

Youguo: ...... The world is so scary.

Youguo, who felt that he was a rookie with great strength, leaned on Ilmi's chest and shed tears of sadness, and by the way, he secretly touched the strong arm of the killer Mr. who was holding him with the hand on Ilmi's shoulder.

Youguo: "Hey, hey, hey, hey, it's really safe." ”

System:...... Already too lazy to say anything.

Yiermi glanced down and said with some puzzlement: "Why are you crying?" ”

Youguo was still sighing with the system that he was a little cabbage, feeling the speed of the human bus, and was stunned for a second when he heard the words, "What?" ”

Ilfan tilted his head and asked his doubts, "Why are you crying?" Is there any reason for this? ”

Thinking of Kurolo in the flower room, Ilfan said in a tone of sudden realization: "Because of Kurolo Rusiru? Do you hate him? ”

bless

Guo entered the role in a second, and his eyes wept: "...... It has nothing to do with him. ”

Such an expression was obviously not convincing, although Yier Fan did not believe it, but out of the professionalism of a killer, he still seized every opportunity to make money and said: "Then do you need me to help you kill him?" ”

Yir Fan thought about it for a while and proposed a price that he thought was very suitable: "It's troublesome to kill him, but it's not impossible, 2 billion rings." ”

Youguo's tears flowed even more, and he said to the system unwillingly: "Why is Kurolo twice as expensive as me!" ”

System:...... You tell me.

Shaking his head weakly, Youguo smiled bitterly and said, "No, I'...... Didn't want him to die. ”

Yi'er fan is even more confused, there are many lovers who hate each other because of love and resentful couples who torture each other, and everyone is very resentful when they place an order, and they can't wait for the lover who swore an oath to die at the beginning.

"Why? He obviously wants to kill you, too. ”

Youguo thought to himself, can I not know? But if you kill him, I'll be finished.

So the little young master who silently shed tears choked up and said, "Maybe it's because of ...... I still like him. ”

Ilmi squinted at his weak employer, and thought puzzled: love is really a troublesome thing.

*

As soon as Youguo opened his eyes, he felt that the scenery around him was very familiar.

It wasn't until the slightly cloudy vision that he woke up in the morning became clearer, and Yogo realized that he was no longer in Roskina's dormitory, but had returned to his villa.

He couldn't understand why he was instantly transferred to his own house just to get a good night's sleep, the bedroom window was blocked by the curtains, and when Youguo walked to the window and opened the curtains and was about to take a breath of fresh air, a black head suddenly emerged from Youguo's eyes, black hair hung down along gravity, with Yi'er Mi's black and round cat's eyes, pale skin and expressionless face, Youguo instantly gasped and almost didn't fall to the ground.

The reason why I said it was almost was because Yir Fan happened to make a move and pulled Yuguo back.

Grabbing the crumbling Youguo, Ilmi rolled over and jumped in from the window and stood lightly on the carpet, his medium-length black hair hanging down softly on the side of his face, he tilted his head to look at the slightly pale Youguo, his big cat eyes narrowed slightly, and flashed a smile that would only come when the prank succeeded.

He raised his hand and waved it stiffly at Youguo, and said expressionlessly, "Yo! Good morning. ”

Youguo: "...... He's laughing, right? He's just laughing! I see it! ”

After enduring and forbearing, he didn't show a too gaffe expression, and Youguo pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a slightly pale smile: "Good morning." ”

After greeting each other, the two people stared at each other and didn't know what to say for a while, and when Ilmi was about to turn to leave, Youguo finally asked, "Uh...... Wasn't I still in school last night? ”

After a good night's sleep, he returned home, and Youguo had to wonder if he was in a coma or amnesia.

"That's right." Ilfan opened his dark cat-eyes, and said in an unwavering tone, "You were unconscious, and then I brought you back." ”

The actual situation is similar to what Youguo guessed, last night Yier Fan carried him back to the dormitory, and before he reached the door, Yier Fan found that Youguo's eyes were closed tightly and his forehead was hot, and he was a strong man who had basically never been sick from childhood to adulthood, and the eldest young master was stunned for two seconds and made a phone call to his second brother who was unemployed at home, only to figure out that his employer who was fragile and not a good material to be a killer was sick - it seems that it should be too much pressure and a cold wind to blow, and he directly likes to mention the option of fever.

Learning to take care of a sick employer should also be a very important skill as a good "bodyguard" – yet this is an Il-fan.

Since he was a child, he grew up under his parents' "stick electric shock education", and his independent ability is far from being very human, but being good at taking care of himself does not mean that he is good at taking care of others, not to mention that even if he takes care of himself, Yier Fan is only maintaining himself in a state where he will not starve to death.

After all, what can a big young master expect from a young master who digs a pit and buries himself in the wild and can sleep?

So after thinking for no more than 0.1 seconds, Ilmi decisively turned around and left, carrying Youguo, who was unconscious due to fever, back to the mansion in Tours.

This was the right choice, and Youguo, who was brought back to the Tours mansion, was quickly placed properly by the housekeeper in the house, and Rosenjie, who knew that his son was almost killed by a killer who came out of nowhere, was furious, and after making a furious phone call to find out who was behind the purchase, murder, and murder, he immediately transferred 10 million rings to Ilmi.

"I'm sorry for you." Rosenjie looked excited, "This is your reward for saving my son." ”

Although he didn't make much effort, Yi'er Fan still accepted the transfer of 10 million nuns without hesitation, and was thinking about whether to give up his killer career and concentrate on being Youguo's bodyguard.

After all, Yougo Tours' money is too easy to make :)

Of course, such thoughts were quickly dispelled by Yi'er fans, although the money was easy to make, but compared to the business of protecting people, it was still a murderous business that was more suitable for him.

Yuguo, who figured out how he had gotten home, nodded, and walked out of the bedroom with vain steps, while Ilmi hid her form and silently melted into the darkness.

When Youguo went downstairs, Rosenjie was still in the living room at this time, and he looked through the documents in his hand with a serious face.

Luo Senjie, who heard the footsteps, looked up, Youguo walked down the stairs with a pale face, he was worried and immediately got up and strode forward to support Youguo, and reprimanded in a low voice with pity: "It's not good to rest when you're sick, what are you going to do when you come out?" ”

Youguo shook her head, "I'm much better, Dad. ”

Luo Senjie didn't believe it in his heart, but looking at Youguo with a pale face, he couldn't bear to say any more reprimands, and after carefully instructing two sentences, he asked the housekeeper who was on call at any time to bring a bowl of porridge that had been boiled for a long time for Youguo.

The rice grains were stewed softly, and Youguo blew the steam from the mouth of the bowl and ate the white porridge in the bowl little by little.

Luo Senjie was still reading the documents, his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and blue tendons burst out on his forehead, but considering Youguo's presence, he didn't release the anger in his heart in the end, and calmed his breathing for a long time before his eyes fell on Youguo with pity.

"It's all my fault, I don't know people clearly." Luo Senjie's eyes were sad, "Youguo, you have been resting at home recently, don't go to school for the time being, I'll deal with it there." ”

Youguo put down the porridge bowl and looked at Luo Senjie, "Dad, you know. ”

It was not surprising that Rosenjie knew about the killer, but what surprised him was that Rosenjie knew that it was Luca's black hand at such a fast speed.

He thought that no matter how clever Luca was, he should know how to sweep his tail clean when it came to buying, murdering, and killing.

This is really wronging Luca, although his ability to pretend to be superb, but he also understands that if this kind of thing is leaked out, he will not have any good fruit to eat, so he has been secretly buying the killer, and he has changed I don't know how many intermediaries, just to ensure that he can be uninjured after Youguo's death or that he can escape with his whole body when the East Window incident occurs.

But he did everything he could, but he didn't expect to meet Kurolo, the damn sixth brother.

"I do know." Rosenjie looked fierce, but he also had some doubts when he talked about it.

"I didn't know who the source was, but a few hours ago I suddenly received an anonymous email with details of Luca's murder."

Rosenjie didn't know which hero did the good deeds, but Youguo knew it.

His eyelids jumped heavily, "Anonymous email? ”

Rosenjie said: "Yes, anonymous mail, Youguo, do you know who it is?" ”

Youguo knew the identity of this "anonymous" gentleman in his heart, but he still said expressionlessly: "I don't know. ”

Youguo thought to himself, Kurolo is really not afraid that he will expose his identity as the mastermind behind the scenes.

Luo Senjie stayed at home for a short time and was about to leave, and after telling Youguo to take care of his own affairs again, Luo Senjie received a phone call just about to go out.

When the phone hung up, Rosenjie's face changed slightly.

Youguo saw it and asked intimately, "Dad, what's wrong?" ”

Luo Senjie looked at Youguo with a complicated face, and his tone was heavy: "That killer, he's dead." The body was found in Roskina's flower room, and the surveillance was destroyed. ”

Youguo was stunned for a moment, and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Oh......" he muttered, "I see." ”

"Did Kurolo do it?" Youguo asked.

System: "Yes. ”

Youguo lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, and he didn't say anything, as if he had wandered out of the world.

Now, for Kurolo, there is no proof of death.

Luo Senjie looked at his son with some concern, and was about to say something more, when Youguo suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

"Daddy." Youguo's voice was as soft as before, as if she was coquettish: "I want to go see Luca." ”

He didn't call Cousin Luca as trustingly as before, and Luo Senjie looked at Youguo's smiling face, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

His son...... Something is different.

"Absolutely." Rosenjie hesitated and said, "But I can help you solve Luca's matter, you don't have to ...... it yourself"

"I want to tell him myself." However, Youguo interrupted Rosenjie's words, and his voice was decisive: "I want him to see that I am still alive, and what he wants will not belong to him no matter what." ”

*

Rosenjie finally agreed to Youguo's request, and he asked the driver to take Youguo to Luca's house.

And now the eldest young master Yiermi, who is a bodyguard, naturally got into the car, and the black sedan drove slowly on the road, Youguo closed his eyes and rested, thinking about how to tear him apart from Luka.

Ilmi on the side suddenly said, "You are not sad. ”

Youguo opened his eyes, he looked at Yi'er Mi, and showed a confused expression at the right time: "What did you say?" ”

Yi'er Fan said with a straight look: "You obviously don't care about that cousin at all, why do you want to show a sad look." ”

"Last night, too, although I was crying, do you really like Kurolo Rusiru?"

Youguo sighed in his heart, thinking that my bodyguard was not simple, but he still said sadly on his face: "I'm very sad." ”

was betrayed by relatives and lovers, and it should not be difficult to see the appearance of a dead heart.

But Ilmi tilted his head and said bluntly, "No. ”

Youguo's sad expression froze on his face.

"You...... It's funny. Yier tilted his head, staring at Youguo with cat's eyes, and only looked away from Youguo in a cold sweat behind his back, "You say sad, that's sad." ”

Youguo pursed her lips.

Ilmi didn't want to dwell on this issue, he just had to do what he was supposed to do anyway.

He stopped talking, and Youguo was silent when he had no one to talk to, and he sat in the car and closed his eyes again, but he was talking to the system.

"I think I'm doing something wrong."

The system is unclear, so "What are you doing wrong?" ”

Youguo said to himself, "I've been getting one thing wrong, although I'm working on it, it's not a game. ”

In the strategy game, different characters have specific choices and specific endings, and as long as the choices are correct, they can succeed.

But real life is not a game, and there is no specific answer.

If you want others to fall in love with you, but you are stingy with your feelings, why? There is no such good business in this world.

The system did not speak, not daring to disturb the contemplative host.

It's just that it's thinking, something seems to be different.