Crimson Comes

"Brother Wei, here..."

When I walked into the cafe, I saw that Ye Feifei had found a booth that was unoccupied, and ordered coffee for him. When he saw him coming from a distance, he immediately stood up and waved his hands. When she walked to the front, she immediately took out a tissue, on which was the tattoo pattern she drew with memory, and said nervously, "Look at it, isn't it like this?"

At this moment, she was also a little excited, her face was filled with an expression of whether I was very capable, hurry up and praise me.

With my physique, I was destined to find very little help from me from childhood to adulthood.

If I can't help myself, even less...

"Huh..."

Wei Wei hurriedly took the tissue and looked at it carefully.

The above is a tattoo pattern that Ye Feifei drew with her memory, although Ye Feifei's painting skills are a bit...

Very bad.

But it can still be seen that this tattoo is indeed somewhat similar in style to the **** rose that he is looking for.

However, the above seems to be missing a lot of key details...

Even Wei Wei was a little uncertain for a while, but he was still a little excited. He stared at the pattern for a while, and said to Ye Feifei:

"How did you meet?"

"..."

"Ah, I was just patrolling the streets normally..."

"Because you asked me about this before, so I always keep an eye on you. What if you encounter it?"

"I thought it might be a tattoo, so I went to the street where there are many bad girls..."

"..."

Ye Feifei kept talking and gesturing, bit by bit recounting what happened to him just now.

During the period, her reasoning and analysis were also included, with a little bit of pride. This analysis made Wei Wei want to cover his face countless times, and he felt helpless as a scholar looking at a scholar, but gradually, the more he listened, the more surprised he became. , especially when it comes to men in white.

He started to get slightly nervous and kept interrupting her, asking her to describe the actions the other party did when the incident happened, the smiling face showing.

Even every change in the other party's expression, as well as the subtle feeling in his heart.

Until Ye Feifei had such a good memory, he couldn't recall any other details.

Wei Weicai nodded, and quickly flashed back various details of this passage in his mind, summarizing it.

After a while, his heart, which had been slightly lost, started beating again.

He covered the ecstasy on his face and looked at Ye Feifei dumbfounded.

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his mouth.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Feifei jumped.

"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 excitedly held her hand and said seriously, "Then you are now..."

……

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"It's really unfortunate..."

At this time, Wang Mo was sitting in the bar, rubbing his back, which was still aching, with his hands behind his back, thinking in his heart:

"It was so easy to meet such a beautiful little girl. I didn't expect to be so vigilant, and I didn't expect..."

"...You are so good at your skills."

"..."

Just thinking about the feeling of being thrown to the ground by her back in front of so many people just now makes me feel a little ashamed. As a bar owner, he has always been an elegant and calm man. .

"It's a pity that I couldn't put it on her shoulders successfully. Otherwise, I might not have to drink by myself now."

He sighed slightly when he thought that the girl was so qualified, but she missed it for nothing.

Even if he is a person with a strong talent, the triggering of this ability also requires certain conditions. For example, when the other party does not have a strong sense of alertness, he can use some ambiguous or provocative actions to break through a certain distance. sense.

He believes that this is an elegant sense of ritual.

Of course, the palm has to be placed on the opponent's shoulder successfully. If it falls on the back halfway, it will definitely fail.

And the other party is so vigilant, in front of so many people, it is not easy for him to use a tougher method.

Maybe you need to practice.

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and he came to a room that was not open to the public in the bar.

Here, there are huge mirrors on the four walls, you can see your image from any angle, and there are many dummies placed in the corner, some with their hands together, carrying bags, some like walking on the street, Some are like sitting in chairs.

All kinds of different actions made the room seem to be very lively all at once.

Wang Mo took off his hat and hung it on the hanger. Then he slowed down and took a few steps forward gracefully.

"No, it's too girly..."

He looked at himself in the mirror, stepped back, adjusted, and walked forward again.

"too fast."

"The style is too hard, it's easy to be vigilant..."

"..."

He walked over and over again, adjusted it over and over again, just walking a few steps, and he practiced it countless times.

Then, he pulled over another puppet, which was carrying a bag with both hands and seemed a little shy.

It seems that this is very similar to the posture of the young girl riding on the electric car just now.

He walked in front of the puppet with a restrained but not impetuous pace.

She showed a somewhat restrained smile, but it just happened to show her handsome smile.

Then, pretending to be inadvertent and very natural, he stretched out his palm and touched the doll's shoulder.

The body turned around and formed a face-to-face pose with the doll, pulling the distance closer to 20 centimeters.

At that moment, the suddenness and panic brought by the palm of his hand on her shoulder, the oppression brought by the face close to her, and the impact brought by his face in her eyes, must all be achieved in an instant. An almost delicate balance...

Practice over and over again, and adjust little by little.

Wang Mo's movements are becoming more and more skilled and more natural. Every move has a charming charm.

You have to practice hard, even though you are lucky.

But after being chained to this city for so long, he was somewhat slack, or, in other words, tired?

But it doesn't matter, I'm about to get over it.

After feeding that guy, I'll be free too...

"It is said that some powerful equals can even have their own manor and their own slaves outside the city."

"Maybe I can live like this, too?"

"..."

He was full of anticipation.

It was not until it got dark that he stopped practicing, feeling the desire that rose again in his heart, he regained his confidence, put on a black top hat, and sprayed some mysterious self-mixing perfume. , and then walked out the door gracefully.

A waitress passed by with a glass of wine, he turned his head and smiled.

The waitress who was about to say hello suddenly froze, as if she had forgotten what to say, and there was only his smile in her eyes.

He walked over lightly, picked up the wine glass with one hand, and put the other on her shoulder.

The waitress' body suddenly trembled slightly.

He put his hand on the shoulder of the waitress and slid down to his lower abdomen, checked his results, and smiled with satisfaction.

Very moist.

When he walked to 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, just for a woman to stay by their side.

Walking on the street, how many women are they wishing for, but they can never reach?

But for me, it's not a problem.

I am a predator. In this city, my prey is everywhere...

……

……

"Um?"

Just as he was thinking about these things in his heart, he was slightly startled and saw a man standing across the street.

He leaned against a dilapidated jeep, holding a pancake fruit in his hand, looking at himself and smiling while eating.

Wang Mo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He looked closely, and when the traffic passed by on the street, he found that the man and the vehicle had disappeared.

"What the hell?"

"..."

"..."

"Sequence 8: Love Demon..."

In the corner ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wei Wei suppressed the faint excitement in his heart, rubbed his face fiercely, and confirmed two things.

First, this is indeed a wild extraordinary.

Second, as expected, Yuan Guizi and the goddess of the Ministry of Intelligence are all nonsense.

Ye Feifei is the real god...

In the future, who would dare to say that Ye Feifei is a half-assed person, then slap him... This is why he slapped himself just now.

But after going back to analyze, in fact, the tattoo Ye Feifei accidentally saw was indeed quite different from the rose of flesh and blood he was looking for. If such a pattern appeared on an ordinary person, it would have basically no tracing value.

But unfortunately, it appeared on the body of an extraordinary love demon, which is interesting...

Is it a real coincidence, or is there some other factor?

He pressed his beating heart and quietly followed.

I need to have a good chat with him...

But the current evidence and speculation are not enough to allow him to talk to him about secrets.

need a chance...

The Foundation has strict regulations on the behavior of its subordinate investigators: it is agreed that some wild demon capable people live in spiritual barriers. As long as they abide by the law, the investigators may not abuse their power to harass and oppress them. Once the foundation or local official organization receives the relevant report, an inspector will set up an investigation team to investigate the matter.

This is the regulation set after the second secret war to protect the church's disbanded personnel and neutral wild supernatural beings.

The instructor knocked on the blackboard when he was teaching this lesson:

"Submission questions:"

"Obviously, this rule is telling us that we must never give the other party the opportunity to report."