Victor was upset right now, not only because his guard job was out of control, but also because the leader of Josia seemed to be a little unconvinced of him. Of course, the latter can't blame the leader, but the guy who came out of nowhere, he must have picked it up.

Nilao Boom ...... What a broken name!

The name is strange, and people don't know what it is. Judging from the words and deeds of the person who communicated with the chief, this person should have a close relationship with the chief, and may be a relative such as an uncle...... Well, for the sake of such a relationship, Victor was also going to be respectful of him. But everything always has a priority, when is it, can you take the leader out to go shopping so casually, how to ensure safety and defense, and what should I do if something happens......

It can't really be an undercover agent, right?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and after taking a slight breath, Victor decisively made a vigilant gesture to his subordinates scattered around, and then walked towards the strange guy with a frown, deciding to offend the leader and step forward to check his peace of mind.

"Huh?" Before he could get closer, Victor watched in amazement as he waved the waiter away, and walked to the door of the other cubicles, slightly closer, his eyes narrowed slightly, his nose twitching, as if he was enjoying it very much......

Holy!

Outside the door of the women's changing room, a middle-aged man with slightly frosty temples posed as if he was almost sticking to the door...... Anyone who sees this scene will decisively want to be crooked.

At the foot of the moment, Victor looked at this scene dumbfounded, his face suddenly turned black, he felt that he had underestimated this guy's bottom line before, it was hard to say whether he was undercover or not, but the lewd uncle didn't run away!

Compared to Victor's shocked thoughts, the few men who had retreated to the side suddenly became angry. After all, it was their female companion who was changing clothes in the cubicle. The impulsive ones have already come with their fists clenched. But at this moment.

Knock knock, three unhurried polite knocks on the door. Reaching out and pressing it, a wooden door to the cubicle opened.

Why did you really push it...... Men, Victor and the men subconsciously crossed the gaze of Nilao Bang, and saw a tall woman with blonde hair and a long red dress in the cubicle half-covering her towering chest, covering her mouth and exclaiming, "Ahhh

Bang. Dodge in, the wooden door closes. The sound insulation effect of this change of clothes is good, and the tone of the exclamation is immediately lowered.

There was silence, and several people present looked at each other, all dazed, and then found that the other party did not make further movements, and they knew that the woman in the compartment did not seem to be the female companion of the person in the room.

Lovers, mistresses, third parties? When I saw Tang En and Josia coming over with them just now, they couldn't help but show a little strange look, and there was a faint hint of envy and admiration. Cow breaking. Take advantage of the female companion to change clothes, and seize the time to secretly date your lover. It's a two-pronged approach. There is no delay at all, it is really a model for my generation......

Damn, what the hell, bastard! Victor didn't think about it, he just wanted to do it. Thinking that Nilao was furious and wanted to do something ugly on the spot, his heart was suddenly in a hurry, and he hurriedly rushed over.

......

In the compartment, "Who are you! Get out! Get out of ......" The tall blonde woman in the red dress with her towering chest was clinging to the wooden wall on the left side of the compartment, looking at the strange middle-aged man who suddenly broke in, her face was shocked and angry, and she shouted angrily, "If you don't go out again, I'm going to call someone......

"Tsk, it's a familiar dialogue and scene. Oh, sorry, it seems that the taste has become a little heavier lately, hehe......" chuckled, Don touched his nose, "An, don't pretend, I'm sure no one will come to save a shemale." Well, it's still a shemale who can't hide the smell of the fox with a strong perfume!"

The words fell, and the narrow compartment fell silent. In the next moment, the killing intent suddenly appeared, and the face of heavy makeup suddenly became hideous and ruthless, and the palm covering the long skirt on the front chest quickly swung out, and with a sizzle, it broke through the air and screamed, instantly crossing the narrow distance between the two, and penetrating into Donne's heart!

In an instant, the red skirt fell, revealing half of the dough chest tied with strips of cloth, which looked really funny. But now is naturally not the time to pay attention to this, the front end of the palm that spells out the fingers into a knife is five Sen Leng blades inlaid on the nails, if you grasp it this time, I am afraid that it will not directly dig out Tang En's heart.

But of course, this is an impossible fantasy, in fact, after Don En entered the store and felt the slightest murderous intent, this ending was already doomed!

Stepping sideways, his right hand seemed to be raised slowly and quickly, but he made a half-arc, that is, he accurately held the incoming wrist. Reverse folding, clicking, crisp bone breaking sound is creepy.

Cold sweat seeped from the assassin's temples in an instant, not only because of the pain, but also because of the pervasive oppression. You must know that because of the same habits, the same style, etc., there will always be a little induction between peers. Just as Don could still feel the presence of the assassin through a wooden door. But now that he had done so, the assassin found that he still couldn't feel the slightest familiarity from Donn, not even the killing intent......

What does this mean?

Either it's an illusion, or it's just that the gap between the two sides is too big!

To plant ...... Although his heart sank, this assassin was a ruthless character, as if he didn't feel the slightest sense of being broken by his wrist, he didn't say a word, and he also took half a step forward and slammed his knees up. At the same time, the left hand flipped over, and a short blade penetrated the center of Tang En's eyebrows!

Tang En didn't mean to let go of the wrist, first the unknown prophet generally raised his leg in advance and pressed the top of the opponent's knee, and then pulled his wrist, and the five blades swept the side of the short blade, and with a light clang, the faint spark flashed away, swinging the short blade. Immediately after taking another half step, he swung his elbow and smashed the bridge of the assassin's nose, and with a muffled snort, blood bloomed......

The cubicle was already narrow, and now there were two people standing, and there was no other extra room to hide. It is no exaggeration to say that the gestures of either party can directly hurt the other party in an instant, which can be described as a dance on the blade, which is extremely thrilling.

But the actual situation at the moment was not so exciting, just a few breaths of fighting, completely one-sided and powerful, until the tall assassin was forced to sit back on the seat of the compartment, there was no major movement in between.

Perhaps, even if there is some movement, it is muffled by the sudden change of ding-dong tunes in the store.

"Whew...... Whooping ......" held his head high, the assassin's nasal cavity churned with boiling blood, flowing down his face, and the wolf bèi gasped. Donn leaned over to stand behind his chair, turning his head to look at the wooden wall on the left where the Assassin had stood, as he entered, which had been neatly opened, and it was not a problem to drill a person through. And next door to this, which is Josia's changing room......

Shaking his head, Tang En's expression was indifferent, one hand steadily restraining the assassin's violent struggle movements like a fish on the shore, and with the other hand, he grabbed the trembling wrist with five blades, stabbed into the assassin's dough left chest, and said lightly, "Man, not every task can be taken...... Listen, it's a Death Sonata, rest in peace......"

The words fell, and with a pop, the blade pierced into the flesh, spinning...... The wooden seat creaked, and the wooden seat made a few teeth-inducing grinding sounds as the Assassin struggled for the last of his death, until it slowly subsided.

Silence regained in the cubicle, and at some point, the soothing tune that had been flowing quietly in the store had turned into a heavy and mournful one.

This is the Death Sonata, which is generally used for otherworldly funerals. I believe that if it weren't for the fact that he didn't dare to offend the Gray Army, it would be impossible for this shop to play this piece by himself.

Picking up a piece of torn red dress cloth and wiping the blood from his hands, Don slowly hummed along to the tune. It's familiar, the first time Don heard this piece was in Lai Yan City, the same piano performance, but the pianist was a ghost......

Wiping away the blood that had spilled on his face and tidying up the miraculously intact square mirror on one side, Don threw away the blood cloth and opened the wooden door.

"Huh?"

"Uh, ...... so soon" Outside the door, Victor, who reached out and made a gesture of pushing the door, just happened to face Tang En, and couldn't help but say subconsciously.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, hehe...... By the way, you were in there...... Huh?" he glanced over Donn's shoulder and into the compartment, Victor's burly body tensed.

"I met an old friend and came over to say hello. Fluttering lightly, he closed the wooden door behind him, avoiding the curious sight of the men waiting not far away.

Don turned his head to look at Josia's changing room, which hadn't opened yet. Looking away again, I saw that the waitress was leading a curly-haired man in a robe from a distance, her long narrow eyes couldn't help narrowing, and she patted Victor's shoulder, "Let's go, there's an old friend again." Well, I will remember to bring these old friends back later, and let me do my best to be a landlord. ”

"Uh......"

Without waiting for Victor to come back to his senses, Don had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and greeted the two waitresses who came over.

"Sorry, you can't go over. Approaching the changing room area, the soldiers scattered around immediately stopped the curly-haired man who was following the waitress.

"This is what our resident designer just said to your chief......"

"Let them come. Don waved his hand, but the soldiers naturally did not listen to his command, and looked at Victor in the rear, who seemed to have just come back to his senses, took a breath, and walked with an expressionless face while waving his hand in the same way.

The waitress approached and bowed her head and said, "Your Excellency, this is our resident designer......

"Is this the top?" The curly-haired man took the black shirt Josia had just chosen, took over the conversation, raised the gray trousers he was holding in his left hand, and smiled freely, "Try matching pants like this, simple and elegant, the effect should be good." ”

Don shook his head: "I don't know how to match clothes, since you are a professional, then listen to you...... Well, does Mr. Designer understand music?"

The curly-haired man was stunned when he heard this: "Uh, I'm sorry, I don't understand." ”

"Well, do you know what kind of music you're playing right now?"

Shrugged, "Oh, of course I know. Death Sonata, I hear it a lot. ”

Nodding, Don stepped forward casually, stretched out his hand and sighed lightly: "Since you know, why do you still want to come......"

............ (To be continued......)