My Wife is a Killer

Chapter 120: Cold light 2

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"Hey, do you have a social morality? No matter whether your previous memory is true or not, I have taken care of and protected this body with conscientiousness and diligence over the years-how can you monopolize it when you are embarrassed? ?"

"It's no use arguing now," I was too lazy to discuss yesterday's events with this guy, "Crazy" casually threw out a sentence that could choke people, "If you have the ability, take it yourself!"

"You, you, don't think you can be so arrogant if no one has beaten you in Asia!"

Now I finally realize what it means to be "Xiao Zhe" under the eaves. He really has the urge to shed tears and beat others.

"Forget it, forget it! I won't fight with you, as long as you don't forget, remember to be gentle with Wenwen, after all, she is just a naive little girl. Moreover, marriage seems to be very pitiful. ."

Through crazy eyes, Xiao Zhe saw Wenwen silently following her steps, and "Xiao Zhe" who had been confined again was a little unbearable.

Stopped, turned around and waited for Wenwen to slowly approach from far away, without saying anything crookedly with Xiao Zhechi, "Kuang" responded to "Xiao Zhe"'s request with her own actions.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first, and then go to a place."

Kuang himself can not eat for a few days, and can survive for a period of time by drinking water, but Wenwen obviously has no such ability at all. Or perhaps, the protest of the other soul played some role, at least today's "crazy" tone is more touching and amiable than last night.

"Breakfast? There is breakfast? Okay!" Originally she was depressed, but after hearing that she had something to eat, all of Wenwen's strength returned to her body at once, "This lady wants double toast with eggs. There are fresh orange juice, flavored "milk" tea, served with fresh crystal grapes, and two egg tarns specializing in'Fifth Street'. Go to the small shop in Heping Square, where the toast is good. As for orange juice Well, let me think about it. It would be better to go to the "Fresh Fruit House" on Fifth Avenue. Also, for "milk" tea, it is the simplest. There is a classic "milk" tea shop opposite the Twin Towers, Grape. It’s more troublesome. Actually, it’s not very far. If I fire Hokage, I can squat there in just ten minutes..."

There was no dew on the surface, but the corners of his mouth twitched twice involuntarily. It's extremely troublesome. It seems that agreeing to take care of someone, especially someone whose nerves are too rough, is really not a simple matter. "Crazy" took a big step and walked forward quickly, and the noisy Miss Ren also followed, and never abandoned it.

"Oh! Poor, as the old saying goes, misfortune lies in misfortune, and blessing lies in misfortune!"

Suddenly, "Xiao Zhe", who was prosperous in poetry, echoed in the ears of "Crazy", mixed with Wenwen's uninterrupted "sonic magnetic field". The soldiers were divided into two paths, alas, at this moment. His "crazy" situation really makes people have to hold a handful of tears of sympathy!

At noon, some thunderous sounds suddenly sounded in the sky that was originally clear and clear. The sound of falling rain of "sand, sand, sand" slowly changed from small to louder, and the sky and the earth began to smash down, and the wind and wind remnant clouds suddenly completely flooded the clear sky when I got up in the morning. The weather in summer is really changing!

However, at the edge of the Nanshi city, at the moment in the inner sea, two people who shouldn't have appeared appeared inappropriately...

"Hey, listen to me, this lady will sue you, she must sue you. She must sue you for kidnapping, abuse, indecent assault, and speeding. Hey, did you hear it?" There was no sign at all. Wenwen, who had breakfast like this, would be "driven" crazy by this silent guy.

Just now, from the moment the "crazy" stepped out of the sports car, no, it should be said that since breakfast today, Wenwen has been in a manic state almost all the time. The expected toast, orange juice, "milk" tea, and grapes have no shadows. Just like the dinner that "crazy" bought for Wenwen yesterday, their breakfast is still rashly settled in a 24-hour convenience store.

She was really unwilling. Wenwen, who was holding an umbrella, complained that she had never stopped. She drove her full horsepower and blasted the "crazy" wildly.

Unlike the mad "fleeing from the wild" last night, the current "crazy" is surprisingly calm, almost calm to the point where his soul emerges from the shell. Basically, I really did not see Wenwen. Looking at the distance from afar, standing quietly by the sea, now he, although his body is here, but his mind hasn't known where he is flowing with the rushing seawater before him. It seems to be reminiscing, it seems to be thinking, and it seems to be waiting for something...

Perhaps, he is really waiting for the complete recovery of his power? After all, these few days, although it seems that "crazy" is also boring, he hasn't made any major movements after waking up, but in fact he is seizing the time to recover, trying to adapt to his current state of mind and body, once he recovers. When he is in his most peak state, he will not move, and when he moves, he will definitely shake the world.

The rain raging horizon is far away, and Wenwen's noise is close to her ears, but it seems to be farther than the horizon. Looking at the girl in front of her eyes blankly, her lips continued to close together, and a wave of fluctuations flashed in her "crazy" eyes, like a sign of the coming of the sea.

The weather in the clear sky seemed to show signs of change at this moment. Standing on the rock by the sea, the waves hit the shore under the feet, and the rolled sea water splashed on his head and face. The bitter taste of the salty sea water, the memory that was deliberately erased at this moment, the three-dimensional projection is as clear.

Strong wind, thunder and lightning, heavy rain. Everything is so familiar and painful.

The surface of the high seas of the South Pacific. A flash of lightning pierced through the dark curtain. On the raging sea, violent winds roared, and overwhelming clouds, fluttering and surging in the cracks of lightning. The warm and calm water contrasted with the gentle blue of the day, and it was dark and noisy, like a beast that devours souls. Another flash of lightning, accompanied by torrential rain and violent winds, amidst the wind and rain, an oil tanker was sinking and floating uncontrollably on the waves.

Suddenly, the dark night sky and the sea were lit. After the "bang" explosion sounded, the already swaying cruise ship screamed out a flame from the stern of the ship. The string hull could not withstand such an impact. Soon, the cabin was damaged, and the damaged stern was less than half. The hull has been swallowed by the noisy sea. The sharp siren soared into the sky, and the ship's sirens sounded. On the chaotic sea, the sharp whistle was so weak that it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a mile or two.

Everyone on the ship panicked, crying and fleeing back and forth, on the most dangerous deck that was ignored by everyone. The luxurious deck that can be seen by others is wet and slippery washed by the sea. When the hull is tilted, it is smooth and can let people rush into the sea at any time.

However, even in the environment of the left eye, on such a deck, there are still two figures facing each other at one end, like two solidified energy sources, and a strange vortex of force is formed between the two. The peculiar symptoms caused the two figures to be shielded by some peculiar force and all the surrounding activities. Among them, there is a familiar figure, and another opponent who is dressed in nocturnal black...

From the moment the two met, they were motionless, as if they could not tolerate any human affairs between them, and even so earth-shaking, the disaster that was about to come in front of them was not allowed to let them wake up and realize their enlightenment.

Suddenly, among the two facing each other, the one near the ship's side, the slightly slender figure wrapped in the black "color" shirt, and the cold, immovable eyes under the mask flashed an unknown wave, like Shocked the calm lake.

The law of "response to all changes with the unchanging" emphasized by the martial arts cultivation base was shocked by this seemingly inadvertent throbbing. As if finding an opportunity, his opponent launched an attack at this moment.

Dexterously on the slippery deck, stepping out of a wonderful arc. The cold black man's face was set against the cold light of lightning, like the Shura of hell-murderous!

Like the bone-chill bursting from the sharp weapon of the ancient gods, the light flashes at the moment when the figure of the man in black is flashing like a ghost. In the night, besides rain and blood, there seems to be tears falling...

"No—" the heartbreaking scream sounded the moment after the throwing knife shot, "Crazy" already regretted it in a ten-thousandth of a second.

Because he has been immersed in an opponent that he has rarely encountered in a century, and he is still agitated by the crazy fighting will of the strong at the same level, under that last knife, he really understands who his opponent is.

This is a nightmare, it is definitely a nightmare that is difficult to wake up. This kind of feeling has never been experienced before, and a self-deprecating smile flashed in my heart, accompanied by the familiar warmth that has supported her to live for so many years. While the opponent caught her momentary mistake, "g" was filled with inexplicable sadness. The smell of wet sea water is like "tide", bitter and salty. While the body is instinctively avoiding attacks, time and space travel through this moment, through the long sea, deep in the night, and through the interdependence of more than ten years...

At the moment of life and death from the deck, five hours ago.

"Azhe, you can eat, you go and set the tableware."

There was a gentle smile from the woman in the kitchen, Xiao Qing smiled and put the dishes in the wok on the plate, acting carefully and carefully. A simple dish of home-cooked dishes, but exhausted the mind of the cook, the steaming food lingers in the hut, warm and quiet, exuding the atmosphere of home.

"Okay, it's set, I also bought a bottle of red wine."

In the dining room, "Xiao Zhe" greedily inhaled the scent of food in the air. It felt good to be at home! Responded in his mouth, arranging tableware in his hands busy. As soon as she looked up, she saw the gentle smiling face of "Xiao Qing" walking towards her with food in her hand.

"All said, I can cook for you in the future. It is my favorite thing to be able to cook for you." He took the food with one hand, and gently wiped the forehead of "Xiao Qing" from the smoke from the kitchen with the other hand. The fine sweat, at that moment, the guy who made the world feel terrified, his face was even full of tenderness.