Ke Xue: I Have A Duplicate Life Of My Wives

Following.

Bell opened his eyes sharply, and one hand touched the pistol under the pillow, and when he saw that it was his room, he was relieved.

"It wasn't a dream..."

A series of events that happened yesterday evening made her nervous until she went to bed.

Lift the quilt.

Getting out of bed, she found a new suspender pajamas in the closet to change into, and slowly walked downstairs.

As soon as you come to the living room.

I smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

When I walked to the door, I saw Hanyu Shirasawa's busy figure inside, which made ~ her a little silent.

Long.

Only then did she speak:

"I don't eat much in the morning, what are you doing with so much?"

"Huh?"

Hanyu Shirasawa glanced at her, especially the flashy pajamas that made his eyes light up.

He turned his head again to play with the dishes in the pot, smiled and said:

"My appetite has always been very good, even if you don't eat it, I can solve the sky."

Bell Molder didn't say anything and went straight back to the dining table in the living room and sat down.

Soon.

Hanyu Shirasawa came over with four dishes and one soup, along with two bowls of rice.

Bell Moder did not have the slightest politeness, after all, this is her home, and she opened it for dinner, and commented while eating:

"In the future, put a little less salt in the dishes, I don't like to eat too salty. Also, don't make soup for this dish, I don't like it. And.........."

"Stop, stop!"

Hanyu Shirasawa interrupted her and said angrily: "You don't like it, I will help you get what you want to eat, don't say what I want to eat."

Bell Mode's face did not fluctuate, and he turned to business: "We will act after breakfast, what weapons do you need to say early, I can help you get it."

"No thanks, I'm used to using my own.

"Whatever you want."

The next ten days.

New York can be said to be out of order.

Under Bell Moder's crazy hand, more than a dozen FBI search officers died in ten days, which can be said to put them all at risk, and successfully temporarily gave up on the Black Organization

Concentrate on her.

Of course, Hanyu Shirasawa also has credit.

His sniper rifle level is not good, but the pistol has nothing to say in close combat, after all, he has a "bullet time" plug-in.

The killings at close range in the back were all his hands, and Bell Moder was in charge of taking them.

From a distance, the two of them turn their positions, she is responsible for sniping, and Hanyu Shirasawa is in charge of answering.

Just like at this moment.

The evening of the tenth day.

They found another FBI agent who had been left alone.

The other party actually came to a very remote coffee shop, and I didn't know who to meet, which was quite mysterious.

Coffee shop not far away.

In a small black car on the side of the road.

Hanyu Shirasawa and Bell Modal sat inside.

"Do you do it or do I do it?" Bell Maud spoke indifferently, and human life had no mood swings in her place.

"I'll do it."

Hanyu Shirasawa opened the door and got out of the car, put on a hat, covered most of his face, and slowly walked towards the coffee shop.

In fact, he is the same, he does not care about human life.

Like the first copy of Kisaki Eri, he kills his companions without mercy, after all, the people who dared to kill in the world once came to the anime world, let alone come to the anime world.

The reason why he did not become a murderous demon is purely reasonable, knowing when to start, when not to start, who should be killed, and who can be killed later

Soon.

He entered the coffee shop.

He walked straight towards the FBI officer, but when he saw the person opposite him, he couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't expect that there was still no acquaintance.

"Excuse me." Hanyu Shirasawa came to this person and asked directly: "Are you Sari Justice?"

"Satou, your friend?" The guy from the FBI on the other side was just wary, and when he heard Hanyu Shirasawa call out the name of the person on the other side, he was relieved.

"I don't recognize: ............”

Masayoshi Sato is not finished.

"Bang".

Hanyu Shirasawa already had a pistol in his hand to take over the FBI man.

Masayoshi Sato looked stunned, but reacted quickly, after all, it was a policeman, and he reached his waist and hid at the table next to him.

Pity.

Under the bullet time of Hanyu Shirasawa.

Everything seems too slow.

Bang bang bang!!!

There were three shots in a row, the first two on the legs of two guests who tried to run out, and the last shot at the pistol that Masayoshi Sato quickly pulled out.

Between electric flint.

A series of things began so quickly and ended quickly.

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"Don't move."

Hanyu Shirasawa came to Masayoshi Sato, the pistol held in front of his forehead.

At the same time, his words also spread to the ears of several scattered people in the coffee shop, making them dare not move.

"You're the one who has been making such a big noise in New York lately?" Masayoshi Sato asked with a gloomy face.

Hanyu Shirasawa leaned close to his ear, raised his hat to cover his face, and spoke in a voice that could only be heard by two people:

"Remember my face, twenty years from now, my child will come to Yonekacho, his name is Hanyu Shirasawa, I hope you will help him when you meet, count it as my gratitude for your grace of not killing today."

"Huh?"

Masayoshi Sato was stunned and said incredulously: "Do you think I will promise you something like a terrorist?"

"It will." Hanyu Shirasawa said faintly: "Remember, one life for another, twenty years from now." And I don't know what you're here for, but I advise you to leave, and in the next period of time, something big will happen here. By the way, be careful when crossing intersections in the future, don't get hit by a car and die.

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After speaking, he took a deep look at him, showed him a weird smile, lowered his hat to cover his face again, and strode out.

He is not afraid that the other party will not promise himself.

After all, when he crossed over, Masayoshi Sato was like an iron man, believing his nonsense and helping him.

So today's own practice must have played a role, but the man's duty as a police officer will not say it.

Although things seemed sloppy, it was the way it was, and he chose to believe it.

Come to the outside car.

Without hesitation, Bell Molder slammed on the gas pedal and began to move through the city in the evening.

Their actions have always been fast, and by the time the FBI and police reacted, they had already fled and could not be found.

In the car.

Bell Maud asked:

"I see, why did you let that man go?"

"He works for me."

"What for?"

"You don't understand." Hanyu Shirasawa smiled without much explanation.

Bell Modal glanced at him and said lightly: "After tonight, we will rest for a few days, and we don't have to make a move."

"Okay, so my mission is complete?"

"No, it's just that there are too many of them, and if you do it again, there will definitely be problems."

"It's also big."