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Rumeiyin subconsciously helped her forehead-there were many people alive on the deck. If this person was really an important person, they wouldn't even send a guard that meant it?

Sure enough, this guy just likes to drop chains in strange places.

Emmm, I got a serious cold and cough. When I got up, I found it was a little difficult to speak. I went to see it in the afternoon. Today’s second one will be posted late at night, and then the chapter is 3,000 words long before it is released.

Chapter Eighteen Painting

"Huh, huh..."

Leaning on the railing of the deck, Wu He couldn't help panting.

The dark red blood flowing down the forehead to the chin has become a semi-coagulated lump-the speed at which they are fighting is so fast compared to ordinary people, these blood that has not been blown easily becomes what it is now This look.

How many people are still alive? He is too lazy to count them, anyway, it's just some residue...

"vomit--"

However, even from the moment he was trapped, he knew that his group of people could not escape death, he couldn't help feeling a physical discomfort for the scene in front of him.

Even though he is only half of his body left, he has nothing to vomit.

‘Suddenly discovered that I, who used to cut off the enemy’s head with a sword, is really kind...’

Yellow, green, purple, brown, white and black, there are so many colors on the human body? Ah, what organ is that? It's almost turned into a rotten tomato, I can't see it, but it is gradually turning white...Is my face probably the same now?

"It's also... struggled hard..."

The trembling right hand could no longer hold the silver sword. He tried his best to slowly touch the cold hilt. The palm of his already exploded flesh gave numb pain, causing his lips to curl. Silk smile.

"Really...not reconciled...I couldn't take you with you, ahem...together..."

boom!

The twisted limbs scattered around, like corpses exploded from the body, various liquid and fleshy organs flowing on the intact deck, this is like a hell-like scene, and at this moment a hell-like flame is also ignited.

The orange flame did not ignite spontaneously in the air, and immediately spread out, covering the entire deck in no time. However, strangely, the flame did not burn anything except the human body, nor did it soar into the sky.

Instead, he tremblingly burned a corpse or residual body into black ashes and dissipated away.

"Well, really, how come these outsiders are so rough, and the floor is covered with disgusting things, can't you make the scene a little cleaner?"

Walking out of the shadow of the cabin, Asahi, who had just cleaned the scene roughly, couldn't help complaining.

"If you are heard by Maria, you will be nagged."

Ru Meiyin's voice came in her ears, and Asahi shuddered.

"Ahem, sister Maria is different."

Ru Meiyin in the surveillance room shook her head when she heard the words, and secretly said in her heart-the scene of her act would be more disgusting, of course it's different.

"You should stop talking nonsense. I have found a few more targets here. If you don't want to burn the corpse too much, you should hurry over, and by the way, clean up the residues slaughtered by ACD on the road."

"You can't do it yourself..."

Asahi, who turned and left, couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Although Asahi couldn't see it, Ru Meiyin shrugged subconsciously and said, "I am a logistics supporter. If you let me go up too, then you are incompetent."

"Hey, it's just lazy."

"Stop talking nonsense, the dinner is about to begin, you should finish your work as soon as possible, or you can just stay here by working overtime."

"Okay, I know."

With a helpless yell, Asahi turned and left, and went into the cleaning work again.

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"Sister Setsuna, why don't you go over and play with them? Is it uncomfortable?"

After finally getting Shiina Ri and coaxing Xia Ming, when he was about to lie back on the beach chair and continue to enjoy it, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shimazaki Setsak.

Sitting alone in the corner, she was staring blankly at the people playing in front of her in a daze.

Xia Ming's eyes rolled, and he took the initiative to soak, coughing coughing, I mean rushing to greet and ask.

"Ah? Ah, no, no, that's..." Shimazaki Setsuna recovered after hearing the words, and after some consideration, she continued: "Yes, I always feel incompatible with you. After all, I am the only one outsider."

"No, Setsuna's sister seems to be the same age as me, um, looks about the same age as them, she will definitely get along with them soon."

"..."

Shimazaki opened her mouth. She actually wanted to say that in terms of self-recognition, she only remembers one name now, and she doesn't know her age or anything.

But, thinking about it, this might expose her weird identity, and then inflict a murder on the cute boy in front of her, and she would not be able to open the mouth.

She still has a good impression of the boy who reminded her of her own name.

"What's wrong? Don't you like swimming? Or don't you like crowded places?"

"Um...I should be the kind of personality that likes to be alone." The ready-made excuse was delivered to the door, and Shimazaki Setsuna thought for a while, and then admitted in a roundabout way.

"I like a quiet atmosphere..." It's better to be alone. Xia Ming continued with some pleasure: "What does the sister like to do at that moment? Is it reading? I heard that quiet people are Have such hobbies."

"Quiet..." Naturally speaking, she boasted that she is easy to get the favor of women. The corners of Shimazaki's mouth were slightly curved, but she still shook her head and said: "I should, not like reading. What kind of people?"

In fact, she couldn't remember it anymore.

Xia Ming took off the sunglasses on her face, looked at her curiously and asked, "Then, what is your hobby?"

"Hobby......"

Shimazaki Setsuna is a little at a loss, what he likes to do...

Perplexed, she subconsciously focused her gaze on Xia Ming's body, or rather, his red eyes-not only was the boy taking off his glasses that caught her attention, but also because she had been watching before. These red eyes remembered their own name.

"draw......"

"Um?"

"Ah, I mean," Shimazaki Setsuna, who recovered from a trance, said subconsciously, "I like painting."

Then, she froze in place with a dull look-did I remember my own affairs again?

"Like painting?" Xia Ming smiled slightly, and said gently: "I always feel that this hobby is suitable for you, sister Seta."

Xia Ming's praise brought her back to her senses, Shimazaki Setsuna's face was tinged with joy, but she said in an angry tone: "Is there any saying that hobbies are suitable or not?"