I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Did you see the place where my finger was in front of me?" Nan Ling observed the surroundings. The rooftop was not empty. Of course, he also considered this when choosing the retreat route.

But it can't be said that there are many bunkers - the cement pier that Nan Ling pointed to Kuaidou at this time is already the one closest to them, and even so, it is more than three meters away from them.

"Yeah." Kuaidou replied softly.

"Do you have a smoke bomb?"

"Yes... ah, it's gone now." Kuidou was a little embarrassed, "I just brought one, and I just used it."

Nan Ling rolled his eyes, "Can't you bring a few more?"

"There is no place, there is no place."

"You even have a hang glider, is there no place to bring a smoke bomb?" Nan Ling hated that iron was not steel, "Is there something wrong with my brain?"

"Ahhh, I'm sorry, sorry!" Seeing Nan Ling's expression gradually breaking down, Kuaidou quickly folded his hands, shrugged his neck and apologized.

"Forget it, it's harmless." Nan Ling turned his head and looked at the other side, "You go there, I'll go the other side, there are two exits from this rooftop, remember?"

"Of course." Kuaidou replied subconsciously, and then he reacted, "Will it not be too far over there?"

The bunker on Nanling's route was farther than the one he pointed out to Kuaidou.

"Those who are still honing things like this at this time will be in danger. We will meet at my house later." Nan Ling rubbed Kuaidou's head again, "I count three, two, one—run!"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, Nan Ling slipped out like a rabbit.

He didn't have time to see the situation on Kuito's side, because he was suppressed by a burst of fire the moment he showed his face.

Fortunately, the other party should have no snipers, because most of those bullets hit the ground around him. The only bullets that were left were just grazing his skin, and while it might look miserable, it didn't actually hurt much.

If he hadn't even seen the oozing blood, he might not have realized that he was hit.

It doesn't hurt at all, it's just drizzle.

"Huh..." Nan Ling slipped a shovel and finally managed to hide next to the predetermined position.

He looked back at Kuaidou, who was earlier than him. The other party gave him a thumbs up easily, and there was no wound on his body.

Grass, is this the 100% bullet dodging of the protagonist's halo? Is there a big difference between people?

Nan Ling recalled the many immortal acts that Kuaidou and Conan achieved in the plot, and sighed deeply.

Although the distance was a bit far, Nan Ling could see Kuidou's worried expression.

He glanced at himself, and sure enough, there were already several obvious breaches.

He waved his hand over there to indicate not to worry, and then made a countdown gesture.

Kaito nodded silently and responded with an OK.

Nan Ling meditated in his heart.

Three—two—one—

The two acted together again.

By the time they successfully reached the exit of the rooftop, Nan Ling was already injured.

Of course, he didn't realize this himself, but he only discovered it when Kuaidou frantically made gestures with him.

"It's really all scratches? There's a body stroke master on the opposite side?" Nan Ling muttered and gestured with Kuaidou to show that he was fine, and glanced at the other party resentfully.

Compared to him, Kaito looks much better. It was nothing more than a few holes in the clothes.

Nan Ling looked at his worn-out maintenance uniform and frowned in distress.

If you go out like this, you will definitely cause a commotion, right? Fortunately, there is a shopping mall downstairs.

Ah, no matter what, this operation went quite smoothly. He was caught up in the end... The reaction speed is very fast. With this strength, you should guard your home a little better!

Oh forget, they probably won't have a home after that.

Thinking of this, Nan Ling immediately felt happy.

Nan Ling wandered into the shopping mall while thinking about it.

The torn clothes that he took off were used as temporary bandages to treat the wounds.

When going out from the main entrance of the shopping mall, Nan Ling saw a group of people who were obviously looking for someone even though they were wearing casual clothes.

Naturally, Nan Ling, who had already completed his disguise, got out smoothly. Kuaidou wasn't injured, only faster than him.

In this case, the operation has been successfully completed, which is gratifying.

When Nan Ling got home, Kuaidou was already waiting in the back alley. As soon as he saw him, he hurried over to ask about his injury.

After Nan Ling repeatedly said that he really had nothing to do, he successfully sent him away.

"Alas, people these days, one or two are young, so they worry a lot." Nan Ling felt a headache when he thought about how Zhu Fu Jingguang would react to this.

Anyway, take care of your wounds first.

Nan Ling bandaged himself resignedly.

"Ah... this is the feeling of cosplay Dazai Osamu?" After finishing, he raised his arm and looked at the bandages on it, "Am I going to become a bandage expert?"

"Ding——" The blue mobile phone vibrated as soon as Nan Ling's voice fell.

"Don't respond to me at this time." Nan Ling picked up the phone and raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about..."

He knocked on the phone and sent back a message to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

[I'm fine~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'll go over immediately. 】

……

"That's what you said, alright?" Zhu Fu Jingguang stood in front of Nan Ling with a hint of anger.

"I was wrong." Nan Ling raised his hands, and was very happy to admit his mistake, "It was going well, but they caught up in the end..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "I know you are very capable, but don't be careless about this kind of thing in the future."

"It was an accident, an accident." Nan Ling looked innocent, "And it's just a small wound."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath and felt that he had just said in vain, "Look at your injury, even if it's a small one, it's serious."

"It's alright." Nan Ling said nonchalantly, "My physique is very good, these injuries will not affect me, and I will recover quickly."

"It's not that kind of problem." Zhu Fu Jingguang once again felt that he had to teach Nan Ling what common sense is, "I don't want you to make plans on the premise that you are injured, don't think "it's no big deal" so you don't care. "

"Okay, okay." Nan Ling raised his hand resignedly, "Is it okay for me to listen to you?"

He looked at how Zhu Fu Jingguang was about to speak, and hurriedly added, "It's definitely not next time."

"Don't just perfunctory me." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed.

Since getting to know Nan Ling, the number of his sighs has increased exponentially.

"How come." Nan Ling smiled innocently.

Although he knew that Zhu Fu Jingguang was for his own good, after all, only he knew his own affairs.

It looks like I won't be able to let him know next time... Why do you feel like a middle school student doing bad things behind his parents' backs?

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