Scarlet Falls

"Brother Xiaowei, here..."

When he walked into the coffee shop, he saw that Ye Feifei had found an unoccupied booth and ordered coffee for him. Seeing him coming from a distance, he immediately stood up and waved his hands, and then went to Wei Wei When she walked in front of her, she immediately took out a tissue with the tattoo pattern she drew from memory, and said nervously: "Look, does it look like this?"

At this moment, she was also a little excited, and her face was filled with an expression of "I am very capable, please praise me quickly."

With my own physique, I was destined to have very few helpers from childhood.

It would be even less helpful if I could not help myself...

"call……"

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

Above is a tattoo design that Ye Feifei drew based on her memory, although Ye Feifei's painting skills are a bit...

Very poor.

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

However, it seems that many key details are missing...

Even Wei Wei was a little unsure for a moment, but he was still a little excited. He stared at the pattern for a long time and said to Ye Feifei:

"How did you meet?"

"..."

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

"Because you asked me to do this before, I always keep an eye out for you. What if you encounter it?"

"I thought it might be a tattoo, so I walked to a place with a lot of bad girls on the street..."

"..."

Ye Feifei talked and gestured, and explained bit by bit what he had just encountered.

It also included her reasoning and analysis, which brought a little bit of pride. This analysis made Wei Wei want to cover his face countless times, feeling helpless like a top student looking at a scumbag, but gradually, the more he listened, the more surprised he became. , especially when it comes to the man in white.

He became slightly nervous and kept interrupting her, asking her to describe the actions the other party made when the incident occurred and the smile on his face.

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

Until Ye Feifei has such a good memory, he really can't recall other details.

Wei Weicai nodded, flashing back all the details of the incident and summarizing them in his mind.

After a moment, his heart, which had been a little disappointed, started beating again.

He hid the ecstasy on his face and looked at Ye Feifei blankly.

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

"What's going on?"

Ye Feifei was startled.

"Feifei..."

Wei Wei's eyes looked particularly gentle and he said softly: "Have I ever praised you as a goddess before?"

Ye Feifei shook his head hurriedly.

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

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…

"What a pity..."

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

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

"... His skills are so good."

"..."

When I think of the feeling of being thrown to the ground by her in front of so many people just now, I feel a little embarrassed. As a bar owner, he has always been an elegant and calm man. .

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

He sighed slightly when he thought that the girl was so qualified but missed her in vain.

Even though I am a person with a strong talent, the triggering of this ability still requires certain conditions. For example, without the other party becoming highly wary, using some ambiguous or provocative actions to break through a certain distance. feel.

He believes that this is an elegant ceremony.

Of course, the palm of your hand must be successfully placed on the opponent's shoulder. If you are thrown from your back midway, it will definitely be a failure.

Moreover, the other party is so vigilant, and in front of so many people, it is difficult for him to use more forceful methods.

Maybe you need to practice it yourself.

After draining the wine in his glass, he came to a room in the bar that was not open to the public.

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

All kinds of different movements made the room seem to be a lot more lively all of a sudden.

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

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

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

"too fast."

"The style is too hard and can easily make people wary..."

"..."

He walked over and over again, adjusting over and over again. He practiced the posture of just walking a few steps countless times.

Then, he pulled over another doll, which was a man carrying a bag with both hands, and his expression seemed a little shy.

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

He walked up to the puppet with a controlled and non-impetuous pace.

He showed a smile that was a little reserved, but just enough to reflect his handsomeness.

Then, pretending to be casual and very natural, he stretched out his palm and put it on the shoulder of the doll.

The body turned around and formed a face-to-face position with the puppet, and the distance was shortened to twenty centimeters.

At that moment, the suddenness and panic caused by his hand suddenly resting on her shoulder, the pressure caused by his face being close to hers, and the impact caused by his face coming into her eyes, all had to be reached in an instant. An almost delicate balance...

Practice over and over again, adjusting little by little.

Wang Mo's movements are becoming more and more skillful and natural, and every move is charming.

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

But having been tied to this city for so long, I have become somewhat slack, or in other words, tired?

But it doesn't matter, I'm almost done.

After feeding that guy, I will be free...

"It is said that some powerful people with the same ability can even have their own manor and their own slaves outside the city."

"Maybe I can live like this, right?"

"..."

He was full of expectations.

It wasn't until it got dark that he stopped practicing. Feeling the desire rising again in his heart, he regained his confidence, put on a black top hat, and sprayed some mysterious self-made perfume. , and then walked out the door with elegant steps.

A waitress passed by carrying a wine glass. He turned around 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 his other hand on her shoulder.

The waitress's body suddenly trembled slightly.

He put his hand on the waitress's shoulder and slid it down to his lower abdomen, checked his results, and then 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, and they work so hard just for a woman to stay by their side.

Walking on the street, how many women are there that they desire but can never touch?

But for me, it's not a problem.

He is a predator, and his prey is everywhere in this city...

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…

"Um?"

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

He was leaning on a dilapidated jeep, holding a pancake fruit in his hand, eating it while looking at himself and laughing.

Wang Mo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking closely, when the traffic on the street passed by, I found that the man and the vehicle were gone.

"What the hell?"

"..."

"..."

"Sequence 8: Love Demon..."

In the corner, Wei Wei suppressed the faint excitement in his heart, rubbed his face hard, and confirmed two things.

First, this is indeed a wild transcendent.

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

Ye Feifei is the real god...

Whoever dares to say that Ye Feifei is half-assed in the future will slap him... This is why he slapped himself just now.

But after looking back and analyzing, in fact, the tattoo Ye Feifei accidentally saw was indeed quite different from the flesh and blood rose he was looking for. If such a pattern appeared on an ordinary person, there would be basically no traceability value.

But it happens that it appears in the body of a love demon transcendent, which is interesting...

Is it really a coincidence, or are there some other factors?

He pressed his heart, which was beating wildly, and followed quietly.

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

But the current evidence and speculation are not enough to allow me to confide in him about secrets.

Need a chance...

The Foundation has strict regulations on the behavior of its subordinate investigators: it agrees that some wild people with demonic abilities live in mental barriers. As long as they abide by the law, investigators are not allowed to abuse their power to harass and bully them. Once the foundation or local official organization receives relevant reports, supervisors will set up an investigation team to investigate the matter.

This is a regulation set up after the Second Secret War to protect the church's denounced personnel and neutral wild supernatural beings.

The instructor knocked on the blackboard while teaching this lesson:

"Send sub-question:"

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