"I said Xiao Ling, I'm really fine."
On Veuve Clicquot Avenue, a figure sitting in the back row of a silver-gray Maserati said helplessly.
Black and white minimalist women's fashion, one shoulder is exposed through the gap folded by the waves, and the black high-heeled legs are perfectly slender under the black soft skirt. These are actually international big names but the simple-looking clothes perfectly show Her beauty, under the slightly curly wine red long hair, is overwhelming.
It's just that at this time Ye Sheng looked helplessly at Hua Ling who was sitting in the driver's seat with a determined face.
"Nonsense, you just told me a few days before recovery that you were covered in cuts and bruises last week!"
Hua Ling, who was driving the car, glared at her reproachfully from the rearview mirror.
It had been several days since I left the Night Bureau last time, and Hua Ling finally found out the whereabouts of Ye Sheng, who actually went to a southern city to perform a mission, from some key family members.
Gritting her teeth, her restless best friend went to work again, Hua Ling frowned and boarded the nearest flight directly, after bewildered by countless guys who had struck up a conversation with her along the way.
Finally 'captured' Yesheng.
"It's all minor injuries. Look, I'm fine now."
Recovery is also true, I clearly told her not to speak out.
Ye Sheng sighed inwardly, and explained helplessly to Hua Ling.
"Come on, no matter what you do or not this time, give me an honest rest for a while!"
Hua Ling still kept an undeniable tone, and glared at her again, then turned the steering wheel, and the Maserati passed a sports car in an instant.
"Oh, I'm really fine...."
Ye Sheng couldn't laugh or cry when she made it like this, Hua Ling bit his lip and looked at her, then looked up and down again, his best friend was still so complete, sexy and beautiful, he spoke softly, but still said angrily:
"Sister Sheng, do you know how worried I am about you, the hunting scene! You don't even tell me about such a life-threatening thing, and you pretend like nothing happened!"
Listening to the resentment in her words, Ye Sheng smiled lightly as if defeated:
"Okay, okay, I know I'm wrong, I'm fine, I'm fine."
For this best friend who has been together since childhood, Ye Sheng seemed more relaxed than in front of others, she admitted her mistake with a light smile and comforted Hua Ling who was angry.
"It's good to know that you're wrong. I'm afraid that in the hunting scene, you'll go all out desperately with a hot head."
Ye Sheng: "..."
Hua Ling rolled his eyes and said, even if the beauty does this kind of action, it is pleasing to the eye, thinking to himself,
When I was a child, I really should have beaten up that bastard who fooled sister Sheng.
It's just that Hua Ling looked at Ye Sheng who had stopped talking for a while, and stared at her silently for two seconds.
"Sister Sheng... you are not... again..."
"Hey, you're overthinking it. It's just a goal at the end of A-level. Although it's tricky, it's still within my ability."
Because it was right, Ye Sheng, who was speechless for just a second, was immediately seen through by Hua Ling, coughed quickly, and shook his head and said with a smile because he didn't want to make her worry.
"real?"
Hua Ling said suspiciously in disbelief.
"of course it's true."
Ye Sheng smiled at her, but was a little distracted and remembered something.
It seems that that night, in the disaster city, the huge and majestic A-62 was born in a cage and still roared to the sky, strangely like a tide, forming the world of death and despair.
In the hazy field of vision reflected red by the burning tower, one can vaguely see the figure hugging him...
night crow...
Thinking of that night, of the night when he thought he might die, Ye Sheng still felt a little dazed, waking up from the car in Linfu Street.
Holding the dark core of A-62 in his hand, the contrast between the bustling world outside the capital city and the desperate world of the previous moment is extremely unreal.
"Sister Sheng, hello! Sister Sheng!!"
"Ah!? What's wrong?"
Hearing Hua Ling's voice all of a sudden, Ye Sheng recovered from the brief trance, blinked and looked at Hua Ling in the front row in a daze.
"Did you not hear what I just said?"
Hua Ling said in dissatisfaction speechlessly, Ye Sheng shook his head, and then tried his best to smile:
"I thought of something a little bit, Xiao Ling, what did you just say?"
"Oh, sure enough, I said, a few days ago, Fangran was promoted to D-level, D-level! That cowardly little virgin only took over a month! He was promoted to D-level, over a month!"
Seeing that Ye Sheng really didn't hear what he said to her just now, Hua Ling said a little frantically.
Hearing this, Ye Sheng was also startled suddenly, and said as if he just remembered:
"By the way, I asked Su Qun to help me train Fangran, so Fangran is in the night game now!?"
Hua Ling: "..."
Is this what surprised you
"When I was in the night, I asked Su Qun to help me train Fangran for a while, but now I'm so busy that I almost forget about it."
After finishing speaking, Ye Sheng himself sighed, then leaned back on the seat and rubbed his temples.
"Originally, I was supposed to help Fangran with the training by myself. I thought I would be back soon after dealing with the Night Pearl, but I have troubled Su Qun for so long."
Seeing her helpless look remembering that she had such a big omission, Hua Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered in a low voice:
"Let him go to trouble, anyway, that idiot is probably happy."
"Wait, Xiaoling, you just said that Fangran has been promoted to D-level!??"
Only now did Yesheng say in a somewhat inconceivably belated surprise, and Hualing rolled his eyes again.
Sister Sheng, your reflex arc is not proportional to your chest, but to your legs, huh
"yes."
Ye Sheng slightly opened her red lips, a little shocked.
It was the first time even she had heard of it being promoted to D rank in more than a month.
"Sure enough, the primordial is different from ordinary people. It is my responsibility. I should have thought about it earlier. Then this time when I return to the game, the opportunity is just right. I will personally help him train."
Ye Sheng blamed himself a little, Hualing, who was driving a Maserati, was a little speechless, and while she still had such a strong sense of responsibility, she couldn't help but feel ashamed after hearing this.
According to Fangran's so cowardly little virgin personality, when he sees you, Sister Sheng, will he still train...
Now I'm worried whether he will faint in a panic... .
The silver-gray Maserati River flows into the traffic on Veuve Clicquot, heading towards the night scene...
...
...
And at this moment in the night situation.
The afternoon sun is bright and dazzling, and the blue sky and white clouds coupled with the singing of birds near the night scene in the suburban forest is particularly artistic.
Although Fangran stayed in the underground training ground,
I think these have nothing to do with him.
After going through last weekend's practice, skipping work, fishing, kneeling, throwing money, and a set of smooth and smooth operations, Fangran felt that he had been genuinely... .
Life has nothing to love.
As for the reason, it is definitely not that his fifth attempt to escape yesterday failed again... .
"You have to understand that illusion is only for the purpose of deception after all. As long as this purpose is achieved, no matter what we do, it's fine, for example...you see..."
In the underground training ground, Fangran watched in bewilderment as the magician's white-gloved hands shook quickly, and then danced lightly with his short stick, drawing an elegant and moving arc afterimage.
The magician spread his hands and smiled, looked at Fangran and asked:
"Did you find anything different?"
Fangran had a solemn face, but Waterfall Khan was so dazed that he covered his face, not knowing how many times he repeated an answer.
"Er...is this any different?"
Hahaha (crying and laughing), sorry, I really can't see any difference...
This afternoon, Fangran was still repeating the training tricked by the magician that he couldn't even find the north.
"Didn't you see it? Then you look for it carefully?"
Like a classical gentleman, the magician in a suit with swallowtail and holding a short staff smiled perfectly and charmingly, and spoke to Fangran.
In view of the previous experience, Fangran opened his eyes wide this time, controlled the use of mana points, paid special attention to every small detail, and did not forget to pay attention to his surroundings.
Unlike his almost crude ability of relying on illusion cards, Fangran has discovered that magicians use illusions almost from the real method, delving into the fusion of unknown skills and abilities to create all sorts of strange and difficult magic tricks. See through the illusion.
Sight deception, attention induction, movement confusion, demeanor and eye camouflage...
Using the least amount of mana combined with the most suitable skills to create the greatest illusion effect, the truth and falsehood make people confused.
In short, Fangran felt that the handsome, scumbag middle-aged gentleman across from him used the technique of illusion to fool himself into a confidant.
Although, he wasn't even sure if the magician in front of him was a real magician, or just like the day before yesterday,
The magician sat and drank tea, and asked himself a piece of wood all afternoon...
"No, I can't find it."
In the end, Fangran failed countless times. He failed to find out the real body of the magician, and did not find any difference. Fangran rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground after expending a lot of mana.
Then, the buttocks that were hit by the impact felt a 'sour and refreshing' feeling due to the residual soreness and weakness of the muscles from the morning training, which almost made Fangran groan some indescribable sounds.
"Ah... "
The magician twirled the short staff, usually this action meant that he was withdrawing the illusion, but this time Fangran was not the same as before, suddenly realized that there was a change here, here, or there.
He stared blankly at the magician who hadn't changed at all, blinked, and said in a daze.
Hey, what happened to everyone finding fault
Then he heard a magician like a British gentleman put down his staff and smiled slightly:
"It's normal not to be able to find it, because I didn't use any ability this time."
"Pretending to make you think that I used an illusion is the illusion that I deceived you this time."
Fang still did not find Bei Ran this time: "..."
Looking at the magician silently with dead fish eyes, I felt a surge of grief and indignation in my heart because I was cheated again!
Damn it, the trust agreed between people!