I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Change the question." Toru Amuro said with no expression on his face, "Where is the person you replaced now?"

"Probably sleeping at his house. Oh, what a pity. They are friends, but Qidu didn't notice that it wasn't Nan Ling who appeared here, but me." Nan Ling spread rumors about his other two vests without guilt at all. , "But our good doctor is this kind of person, Bourbon, you should also realize it."

Amuro ignored him, he just raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance, as if he could see the target directly through the concrete wall across the distance, something flashed across his face—Nan Ling knew he was looking at Qi's towards the clinic, but he couldn't catch that fleeting expression.

Looking at Toru Amuro, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

Ah... Rumor 7 or something is just a casual remark. He didn't intend to provoke the relationship between Toru Amuro and Shichi, after all, he wasn't that bad... Oh no, he didn't lie either... Forget it, just in case he gets lost in the future, call Toru Amuro The vaccination is ready. Rebirth Europe and the United States as a master no pop-up window

"Help me untie it, Bourbon?" Nan Ling asked softly. He shook the chair, and the chair legs dangled on the uneven concrete floor, as if it would fall over in the next second.

"Can't you untie it yourself?" Toru Amuro folded his hands on his chest, making no secret of his gloating.

"Originally, it was possible, but after running out and being caught by someone, he was **** even tighter." Nanling opened his innocent eyes wide, looking at Toru Amuro who had no intention of helping him, "No, Bourbon , what about our colleagues?"

"What are you talking about that doesn't exist?" Amuro Toru, with a warm smile, grabbed his nose and removed the disguise, and then he was silent towards the too fair face that had been kept under the mask. For two seconds, "...it's really against the law to put brown colored contact lenses on you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Nan Ling said without blushing, "Can you untie it now?"

Amuro smiled and pressed his wound again, "Tell me what's going on first."

There are not many chances of Charter falling into his hands. He has to take advantage of it.

"It's going to threaten people, Bourbon." Nanling's face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks, turning into reddish drops and falling on his chest. But he was still unhurried, not even angry, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you for the sake of you coming to save me."

Amuro Toru did not let go of his hand immediately. Charter's injuries are serious, but the most serious problem is the excessive blood loss. If the bleeding does not stop, he will really die here.

He was pressing the hole to stop the bleeding—or it couldn't be said to be the hole. Mello made the wound look like the ground after an earthquake, and he can still feel the blood gushing out of that laceration—while ripping off Charter's shirt and making a simple bandage on his waist. Liangbao no pop-up window

"Ah, pain, pain, pain!" Nan Ling yelled a few times in a very artificial manner, and even pinched a few tears.

"You obviously didn't cry out in pain no matter how you were beaten, so do you have to put on an act at this time?"

"It's because Bourbon strikes too hard!"

"Teach you a lesson."

Amuro took a look at Nan Ling's exposed waist and abdomen. Unsurprisingly, there were a lot of old injuries. Various scars stretched across his waist, like several entwined snakes.

He wasn't surprised. Because he has a lot of these things himself.

only…

"These…"

"You're right." Nan Ling said lazily. He didn't even need to lower his head to know what Toru Amuro was looking at. "The trace left by the experiment. Can you stop looking at it now?" You may not believe the catalog

That's why he usually only wears long-sleeved trousers, even at the beach, he covers himself tightly. In fact, his forearm and the back of his hand have undergone scar removal surgery, otherwise the dense pinhole marks left on it are simply shouting to others, 'I have a problem, see me! '.

Amuro immediately looked away.

"Sorry." He said flatly, and then changed the subject without pausing, "Now can you tell me what the **** Mello and Cognac are doing?"

"Oh, I provoked you."

Toru Amuro paused, and Nan Ling immediately felt a sharp pain from his wound.

"Pain, stop, pain, pain!"

"You think it over." Amuro Toru said lightly.

"I'm telling the truth." Nan Ling grinned at him and said intermittently, "I don't like Melo."

"Where's Kognac?"

"He's the undercover agent of Cyan Origin." Nan Ling sold Mo Luo without stopping, "You want to bring justice to the undercover agent?"

Not really. Amuro thought, because I am also an undercover agent.

"What the **** are you trying to do?"

When he asked this sentence, he felt tired for a while because of his familiarity with this sentence.

Nan Ling didn't answer for a while, and Amuro tied the last knot on his wound, only to realize that he had broken free from the shackles of the rope at some point, and a syringe had come out of nowhere in his hand. UU reading www. uukanshu． com

"What is this?" Toru Amuro looked at the medicine in the syringe curiously, it was dark red, like someone's blood.

Nan Ling raised the syringe and glanced at it without saying a word. Amuro looked at him, his fingers were pale, the fingertips were trembling, and the red liquid flickered. Then the smile on his face suddenly disappeared for a moment.

"...Changed my mind." Nanling jumped up from the chair, bypassing the unknown Amuro and kicked Melo, "Hey Sleeping Beauty, get up!"

Toru Amuro wanted to hold him back, but the injured man who had lost a lot of blood just a second ago was surprisingly agile. While avoiding Toru Amuro, he kicked Melo a few more times.

"what are you doing!"

"I was beaten unconscious by her just now, can't I take revenge now?" Nan Ling raised his head, the expression on his face was completely innocent, he kicked Melo like a naughty boy kicking a ball Boy, Toru Amuro couldn't help but feel a chill—not from his actions, but from the look on his face.

"Ah, wake up!" Nan Ling stepped on Melo's chest unceremoniously, and crushed it with a smile, "Why, you still had the guts to beat me up just now, don't you have the guts to open your eyes now? "

"...Charter." Melo answered with a blushing blushing from being stomped on by him.

"It's me!" Nan Ling said cheerfully. There was no anger in his face, no vengeance, as if he was stepping on someone other than the murderer who had just done something to him.

Amuro was sure that he was really not angry, but that was the problem—if it wasn't Melo who was lying here now, Chat would not hesitate to do such a thing.

He might even feel happy.

Totally insane.

Amuro thought, is it right or wrong for him to seek skin with a tiger?

(end of this chapter)