The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

The young man looked at the reporter with an indescribable look, as if he saw a shit-eating person instead of a shit-eating dog, his eyes were extremely weird:

"Do you believe it? I will ask this answer, do you believe it?"

"Eh..." The female reporter's expression froze for three or four seconds, and then she said in embarrassment, "I personally believe it."

In the silent parade queue, all the figures stopped in unison, old or young, fat, thin and tall all turned their heads, looked at the female reporter speechlessly, and grinned, revealing the Shiny teeth underneath.

At this moment, the hot summer brought the female reporter the feeling of the Arctic.

Her teeth trembled for a few seconds, then choked up with difficulty and said:

"I, I don't believe it."

"Oh that's good, otherwise I will think that your IQ is not as good as that of BCC reporters, like the female reporter on the CCAV late night special channel who is bullied by everyone on the tram, on the side of the road, and in the park every day. "The young man smiled innocently, but his smile was like a dormant viper.

The female reporter's face was embarrassed, and she blushed even more when she heard the late night special channel.

"Okay, thank you for your interview." After saying the concluding remarks, the reporter left the scene as if fleeing.

The young man chuckled, then turned his head, held up the banner that read 'peaceful exchanges, oppose violence', and walked into the crowd excitedly.

And the moment the young man walked into the crowd, his excited and flushed face gradually lost its blood color, became fair, became calm, and then turned into an inorganic calm, holding a banner in silence, following the surging flow of people Moving forward, the silent and depressing performance seems to be expressing a strong protest...

In a park not far away, beside a wooden chair, a male reporter with a camera looked at the crowd and sighed in awe:

"It's like a silent volcano."

He turned his head and glanced over the faces in the queue, over the expressionless but extremely depressed face, and then an inexplicable surge of passionate emotion surged out of his heart, like a raging fire. An unusually cold flame.

"Phew! I should also find someone to interview, right? After all, I need to meet the meal."

He took a long breath and forced himself to turn his head. From left to right, he finally saw the wooden chair beside him. On the wooden chair, a handsome young man with distinctive silver hair and wearing a white shirt and jeans was holding a A black guitar without guitar strings was playing and singing silently.

The reporter glanced at the silver-haired young man, who nodded in greeting to him, and he also smiled back. Then the reporter turned his head indifferently and continued to search for possible interviewees.

As if nothing happened.

...

The sun passed through the gaps between the tall buildings and shone on the wooden chair in the park, illuminating half of the face of the silver-haired young man. He squinted his eyes slightly, watching the crowd in front of the silent parade, with the fingertips of his right hand on the guitar between his legs Gently fiddled with it, as if fiddled with invisible silk threads.

A black parasol with lace borders appeared above his head, blocking the sun, bringing shade, and bringing a female voice that broke the calm.

"Going out early in the morning, without even a notice, to play the guitar in the park? A guitar that doesn't even have guitar strings?" A cold and elegant female voice rang out.

Yuu didn't look back, just raised the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly in surprise and said:

"Why are you holding that moon's parasol?"

Chapter 122 You've Learned Badly

"Because it's 'interesting.'"

Standing behind Yu, holding a parasol and wearing a black kimono out of season, the woman who looked like a black butterfly pursed her lips and smiled.

Xiandumu Aye kept the parasol to avoid direct sunlight on Yu's face, and at the same time dragged his long sleeves that were about to touch the ground, walked to the edge of the wooden chair, sat down next to Yu, and looked at the crowd in the distance. :

"I also learned from you badly. Seeing that she was busy with the official duties of the guard that month, and seeing her worrying about public security because of the large number of people in the parade, I felt extremely comfortable in my heart."

"I can't make a fuss."

You smiled lightly, then calmly looked at the parade in front of you with gray eyes, and said with sadness in your eyes:

"They are just slaves to material things. Whether they are passionate, angry, or sad, even love and hatred are just products of material influence. They are slaves to Satan. Now I understand some Time for pessimistic thinking."

"People have never mastered themselves."

"Whether it is theism or atheism, as long as people live, they are slaves to certain things."

"Fuck?" Xiandumu Aye raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise and said, "Do you have many ex-girlfriends?"

"Wrong, it should be said to be one of the current wives."

Yu had no intention of avoiding suspicion at all, he smiled, leaned the guitar aside, then moved his legs to the wooden chair, swaggered and lay on Xiandumu Aye's lap, squinted his eyes, and found a A comfortable position says:

"Seeing that I said so many philosophical things, you actually only pay attention to the girl's name in my mouth? Why, does the secretary's witch want to have a relationship with me, Satan, that will have an early result?"

"I always thought you were an old man who lived for an unknown number of years. Isn't it normal for an old man to have his own views on life?" Xiandumu Aye looked ahead quite calmly, except that Yuu was stiff when she used her knee as a pillow For a while, at other times, the witch had a happy smile on her face.

Hearing this, You slowly closed her eyes, as if she was enjoying a sound sleep in the afternoon:

"My age really needs to be combined. I might not be as old as you, Miss Millennium Witch."

"Hearing what you say, I don't feel much uneasy." Xiandumu Aye, who was criticized for her age, smiled and said: "You just talked about a love that had an early result. If it was yesterday, I wouldn't Deny that, but today, that just doesn't hold true."

When Yu heard this, he immediately opened his eyes, and looked at Xiandumu Aye with a little surprise, and at this moment, the latter smiled happily:

"I told Yuma, and told her everything, especially your lies."

You frowned, then looked at Xiandumu Ayena who was close at hand, with a slightly smiling face, and said:

"I don't understand your motives."

"Satan, who can enslave hundreds of thousands of people mentally, can't even see through me, a little witch?" Xiandumu Aye seemed to have heard some exaggerated praise, with a bright smile on his face .

"That would be boring, not interesting at all." You sighed, then closed his eyes again and said, "Being wary of the people around me is too tiring. To me, escaping is shameful, but It works."

"Is boring persistence and playing with women's bodies and minds so meaningful to you?" Xiandumu Aye said in a slightly puzzled way.

You frowned, and said angrily: "What's the difference between a person without desire and a salted fish?"

"..." Xiandumu Aye was stunned for three or four seconds, then sighed, and suddenly said, "Youma has reached that age."

Yu slightly opened a slit of his eyes, staring at Xiandumu Aye, waiting for her next words.

"Girls always have wonderful fantasies about sex." Xiandumu Aye shook his head slightly, and sighed: "You know, she was not deceived by you at all. Although she is young, she is a copy of me after all. I'm afraid I knew from the beginning that you were pretending to be the role of 'father'."

"Just because I knew it was false, under the influence of age, I developed emotions that I shouldn't have, and then fell into self-torture, not wanting to break the illusion of the existing beautiful family. As you said, it is shameful to escape. , but it works.”

Hearing this, You opened his mouth, and then regretfully said: "In this case, the fun will be much less."

Xiandumu Aye was stunned, then speechless, and finally said with a slightly distorted face.

"In terms of hobbies, you are worthy of the title of devil."

You smiled and didn't deny it, but looked at Xiandumu Aye with a smile on his face and said:

"Are you in a good mood today?"