Evil in the world: Mad girl is too charming

After leaving Zhongli's mansion, there are expensive cars and sports cars parked on both sides.

"Master, the driver just now left in a hurry, let me take you back to the villa." The driver waited at the gate of the mansion, saw Shuiyou came out, and hurried forward to greet him.

The two did not speak, got into the car, sat in the back seat, and the driver drove away.

The car drove out of the secluded boulevard and drove to the urban area in a short while.

Suddenly, a fruit knife with a cold light was placed on the driver's neck. [

"Drive carefully, don't make any noise, and play music." Ting Yu lowered his voice and said coldly, and the strength in his hands increased a bit.

The driver was startled, almost ran the red light, and immediately put on the record and played music.

"Han." Shuiyou looked at her worriedly, being with him always put her in danger, should he let go earlier.

"There are two tails behind him, find something to tie him up, even a tie." Ting Yu flipped over to the passenger seat quickly, searched the driver, and found a pistol and a communicator.

In three or two strokes, the driver was tied up, dragged to the back seat, and changed to listen to the rain and drive.

Tingyu turned on the communicator, it rang twice, and then a voice came out: "Go to the underground garage of the Nine Street Bar, be smart, don't be found!"

"Hehe, nephew, your fifth uncle doesn't like this way of meeting." Ting Yu smiled lazily.

"You?" a surprised voice.

"I don't have time to chat with you, nephew, bye." After finishing speaking, she threw the communicator out of the car.

Shui You opened the car door and kicked out the driver who was tied into a rice dumpling. The driver rolled around a few times, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Young master, sit still." Ting Yu looked at him, and when the green light came on, the car sped out at top speed.

There was too much traffic on the road and it was difficult to get rid of, so I drove directly to the road back to the villa.

The two cars behind were chasing after each other, and a fierce racing started.

After chasing for almost an hour, I still haven't got rid of the tail behind.

"It's better to deal with them directly." Ting Yu looked at the lens, and chasing them like this is not an option.

"I'll take care of them, you concentrate on driving." Seeing her driving at such a speed, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating. This is a dark mountain road, and accidents are easy to happen.

As soon as the words fell, there was a gunshot, hitting the back of the car, so dangerous.

He opened the car door, returned two shots and went back. There were two bangs, one of the cars lost control and hit the mountain wall. His marksmanship was still very accurate.

Another car chased up at a high speed and kept firing. [

"Shuiyou, close the car door, give me the pistol, and hold on." Ting Yu took his pistol and braked suddenly.

Ah, caught off guard, he slammed into the back of the chair. Fortunately, the back of the chair was soft enough.

The car behind rushed up all of a sudden, and when it overtook the car, Tingyu shot the driver.

With a bang, the driver fell down in response. The car hit the mountain wall and was bounced off again. With a loud bang, the car rolled out of the mountain road, exploded, and fell into the cliff with flames flying into the sky.

Ting Yu blinked: "Greetings to God for me."

"Shuiyou." Tingyu yelled, and through the lens, he disappeared.

Looking back, I saw him lying there motionless.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" She got out of the car immediately, opened the door of the back seat, and pushed him.

His face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, his body was cold, and he didn't seem to be breathing.

Her heart tightened and she shook him, but there was still no response.

"Hey, Shuiyou, wake up." She checked his breathing, pressed her hand on his heart, no breathing, no heartbeat.

"Hey, wake up!" She roared, she hadn't made a move yet, how could he fall down first?

First aid, first aid, he should just be in shock, first aid with CPR.

She immediately pressed a few times on his heart, and then breathed out for him.

After more than ten minutes of first aid, he still hadn't woken up. She got angry and shook him vigorously, shouting: "Wake up!"

The coolness of the night in Shandao cooled the fingertips.

"Han, Han..." He slowly opened his eyes, her face was reflected in them, and he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist with all his strength.

She froze for a moment, let him hold her, hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine. Let's go back to the villa. There is also a doctor in the villa." He didn't like staying in the hospital, where there was only the smell of medicine, and she didn't like the smell of medicine either.

"Okay." She didn't know whether it was a coincidence or something, but she just didn't want to refuse.

After returning to the villa, he called the doctor, and he didn't fall asleep until midnight.

…………[

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter, and even in the hot summer, the morning on the mountainside was still a bit cool.

He got up early and looked at the calendar, June 23rd.

He is as usual>

After breakfast, go for a walk in the garden together, and she will catch a grasshopper to play tricks on him.

"Han, what's your full name?" He asked persistently.

"I can't tell you." She still answered.

"Tell me, I won't tell others." He said sincerely like a child who is serious about keeping secrets.

"You haven't had a chance to tell anyone."

"Why on earth are you willing to tell me?" he asked in frustration, frustrated.

"That's all you want to know?"

"Of course, I've known you for so long, and I don't even know your name. I really failed." He coaxed and lied, and exhausted all tricks.

"Extend your palm." She stopped and said.

"Huh?" He was puzzled, but he still stretched out his hand obediently.

She wrote three words on the palm of his hand and said, "My name."

He was pleasantly surprised, and silently recited the name in his heart. After recited thousands of times, he still felt that it was not enough.

The days flowed unhurriedly, he had three attacks of illness, was sent to the hospital three times, and returned to the villa within a day each time.

June 28.

Shuiyou and Tingyu were playing chess in the room, it was already very late, and the game of chess was not over yet.

Ting Yu made a quick decision, and she won.

"Han, good night." He smiled.

"Good night." She also smiled, and then went back to the next room.

night, deep.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark.

A blond man sat lazily on a chair, and he waited for a while.

She turned on the light and gave the man a displeased look: "I hate uninvited people."

"Sorry, if I have to wait for you to invite me, I probably won't be able to come in this life." Standard English, humorous tone.

"Stop talking nonsense, get out if you have nothing to do." She was a little annoyed.

"There are very important things to remind you. Your mission deadline is two days away." He looked at his watch and smiled.

"You don't need to remind me, you'd better take care of yourself." She said coldly.

"Thank you, you have to take good care of yourself, this time you played too well." He looked at her with blue eyes and said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Really?" She didn't care much: "Don't think you know me well."

"Indeed, I still need to know more about you. I'll come to see you in two days. Of course, I hope I don't come here to see you." He curled his lips, and after finishing speaking, he disappeared like a fox.

Night, silent, plunged into darkness.

…………

The next morning, he was in a coma for a long time and was sent to the hospital. In the evening, he was sent back to the villa.

"Aunt He, where is Ting Yu?" He asked coldly, he panicked and couldn't find her after searching the villa.

"I don't know, it's getting late, does the young master want dinner?" Aunt He asked routinely with a gentle face.

He didn't answer, and went upstairs step by step, to her room, her things are still there, will she come back?

If she wants to leave, she will not take these things with her at all. Tomorrow is the last day. As long as he is still alive, she will come back.

He was a little tired, so he slept in her bed >

He didn't know whether he fell asleep or fell into a coma. He didn't wake up until late at night the next day, and fell asleep all day.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and after twelve o'clock it will be July.

He panicked, she's not coming back?

Suddenly, the door of the room opened.

Without turning on the light, Shuiyou stood by the window, looking coldly at the man who was dancing with Han.

"Are you waiting for her?" In standard English, with a cold tone, he drew out a pistol and played with it in his hand, as if he would shoot at any time.

"Where is she?" Shui You said coldly.

"I don't know, so, now I take over her task." He aimed his pistol at his forehead and smiled evilly.

"She agreed?" Shui You's heart tightened, his life was hers.

"I don't know. If you don't die before twelve o'clock, she will be punished. Do you know the rules of 'myth'?"

"What do you mean?"

"The myth is that there is no failure, because the result of mission failure is death."

Everyone living in the organization is a myth. No matter what the reason, as long as the mission fails, the leader will give you a glass of poisoned wine or reward you with a gun. Therefore, death is used to threaten you to complete the mission. Either the prey dies, or Die by yourself.

"Once the myth is broken, you will be punished." His blue eyes darkened, and he said coolly.

Shui You's face was pale, the punishment was death, he looked at the wall clock, it was 11:30, there was still half an hour left.

"So, the myth cannot be broken." The blue eyes darkened, and he touched the trigger. It was the voice of the god of death.

"Yes, and also, I hate other people meddling in their business." A gust of wind blew, and there was another person in the room, and she pointed a pistol at the blond man.

"Hehe, I thought you didn't come, so it turned out that I was being sentimental." The blond man looked at her, but he didn't put away his pistol, and still pointed at Shuiyou.

"Get out!" She said coldly, and the muzzle of the gun approached him a little, as if it was about to hit his golden hair.

"OK, I'll wait for you outside the villa." He smiled, put away his pistol, and left the room, closing the door by the way.

The room fell silent.

Her eyes were deep, bottomless, expressionless, and the pistol was pointed at him indifferently, aiming at his heart.

He looked into her eyes, as if back to the first time he saw her, her eyes were deep and couldn't be illuminated, who can illuminate her eyes?

There was a bang, blood stained the white shirt red, maybe it was because the night was too dark to see clearly, or because her marksmanship was not accurate, the bullet missed a little.

He held on to the window sill, let the blood flow, and smiled happily: "Han, give me a hug, okay?"

She hesitated for a moment, and then walked up to him step by step. She didn't know whether she was too indifferent or numb, and stood in front of him like a puppet.

He took a step forward and hugged her. He had no strength to support her, and his body slowly slid down.

She reached out and hugged him, and sat on the ground, still without a trace of expression on her face.

Shui You grabbed her hand, her hand was colder than his, it was naturally cold, I heard that people with cold hands are cold.

"Han, if there is a next life, you will fall in love with me, okay?" He looked at her and said almost pleadingly.

She didn't speak, and the silence was eerie.

"Okay? You can lie to me." He looked into her eyes, hoping to find some emotion. Her eyes were dark and impossible to pry into.

She looked at the spreading blood, her pupils seemed to be dyed red, and a tear gathered in the corner of her left eye, which fell silently and colorlessly.

"Han, if there is a next life, you will fall in love with me, okay? You can lie to me once." His voice became weaker and weaker, only silent pleading remained.

After an unknown amount of time, he leaned on her body, smelling her breath, his body gradually cooled down.

All the hands on the wall clock point to 12, is it the end, or the beginning?

Blood, dyed the night red.

…………

At the beginning of July, the red lotus blooms.

Dark basement.

A man in his 20s was lazily sitting on a chair, holding a goblet in one hand, and a bottle of red wine on the table.

"Mission completed?" the man looked at the man and said.

"It's done on the first day." She sat across from him, leaned back in the chair comfortably, poured a glass of red wine, and tasted it.

"Oh? Very simple?" The man raised his eyebrows.

"Come into the room in the middle of the night, go directly to the bed>

"Hehe, it's not like your style, don't you like to play with prey?" The man laughed.

"waste time."

"Then what have you been doing for a month?" The man looked at her puzzled.

"I went to Country L for more than half a month, and it was quite boring." She supported her head lazily, shaking the red wine in the goblet.

"Just went to play? Didn't you do something?" The man raised his eyebrows, the result of betraying the organization was death, Honglian was a rebellious person, he always felt that she was planning something.

"What can I do? But what did you do?" She smiled lazily with a glint of prey in her eyes.

"I can't do anything." The man looked at her seriously, as if admiring and waiting.

"What's wrong?" She looked at him.

"I'm waiting for you to grow up," he said.

"Am I still very young?" She raised her eyebrows.

"No, I'm waiting for you to be 20," he laughed.

"Oh? Why?" She didn't even know if she could live to be 20 years old.

"I'll be your number one lover." He said half-jokingly.

"Hehe, you are destined to live until then, let's talk about it."

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