Domineering baby: I want this daddy

[441 Who is the most rational and who has emotions? 】

The next day, at dawn, Brando arrived.

Brando is dressed formally today, standard European aristocratic attire, a light gray vest tied around the waist, outlining the curve of a beautiful and slender figure, a high lapel folded under the chin, and a pair of pure white snow-like breasts buttoned, and a military-style jacket draped over the On the shoulders, two rows of gilt metal buckles end in detail. In front of the hands, there is a black lacquered cane, which is placed in front as a decoration, without leaving any details. With his bright eyes and white teeth, he is handsome and striking.

Always amazed, Brando is such an existence.

He also brought clothes for Xiaoyu, a black one-piece long dress with half-opened breasts, decorated with matching lace, but the waist was extremely tight, and intertwined silk threads were wrapped around the chest and back, wrapping her little The waist has been trimmed to the width of one palm, black gloves, black top hat, small black umbrella of the same color, decorated with large black flowers surrounded by large flowers, competing for beauty, climbing, so the only difference in the whole body is The highlight is the two white rose studs that are pinned between her ears, as pure as snow and moon, without any stain.

Brando ordered someone to put on light makeup for her. When she stood up, turned around, straightened her fair neck and looked at him with dark eyes, Brando's eyes were full of nostalgia and envy, as if seeing this The most beautiful artwork in the world, pure and undefiled.

Xiaoyu saw the black cat in the wide mirror on the opposite wall.

That black cat in Brando's oil painting, makeup, face, everything is exactly the same.

"Didn't you mean to participate in an arms deal today and successfully hijack it?" Xiaoyu frowned, thinking about the wide skirt, "It's not conducive to action if you dress like this. I need to change clothes."

"If you're going out like this," Brando moved his crutches and smiled at her, "I'll consider giving you a gun."

Participating in an arms robbery, what do you do without a gun?

This Brando was clearly a soft threat.

In other words, this man is really used to soft threats, to the point where he is so proficient that people don't feel any malice or killing intent when threatening.

This is also one of his natural skills to relax people's vigilance.

Xiaoyu fixed his eyes, looked at him, said no more, just bent down and picked up the skirt, tied them up, and put them on his waist-----

Because on her legs, she was wearing a pair of light-colored sweatpants.

Sure enough, Brando immediately showed an uncomfortable expression.

"Either take it off, or change it", demanding a perfect and extreme personality, so that he can't allow these two things to coexist at the same time, "Either, we will cancel your rescue request. Anyway...for me, there is no harm .”

Grasped her weakness of being eager to save others.

Still a soft threat.

Xiaoyu paused for a moment, and finally, he had no choice but to let him choose and change clothes for himself.

It's just that Brando compromised a little this time, changing into clothes with shorter skirts and more agile movements.

When he changed his clothes and walked out, Brando was flipping through some books on the Jane bookcase, he looked carefully, and what he was holding in his hand was a French translation, the most worn-out Jane Austen book.

"So I've been learning from this all the time," Brando said in a low voice, talking to himself, "It turns out that I learned a few bad French sentences from Jane."

Xiaoyu turned his head sideways, showing that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Can you speak French?" In a room with only two people, he suddenly raised his head and asked.

"No", Xiaoyu said calmly, remembering that when he was in Mont Blanc, he seemed to be able to understand a few sentences, wondering if it was a remnant of the black cat, so he added, "At least, not now. Why, this Do I need French for this transaction? Or do I need to learn some basic communication language now?"

"No", the book was put into the bookcase, Brando said with a smile, "Those things that don't belong to you, don't force yourself, it will only stain you."

Yan Xiaoyu didn't understand what he said at all.

Before boarding the plane, those subordinates were still preparing. He led her to sit in the luxury seat at the end, crossed her hands in front of her legs, and asked again and again, very suddenly.

"Black Cat, in your opinion, who is the most rational and who has emotions, you or her?"

reason?

emotion?

Who wants to be the sensible one?

Who is the slave of emotion?

Xiaoyu recalled the loose fragments in his memories. Once an elder said this to himself, he said, Xiaoyu, you are the most outstanding killing machine, and your sister is not as rational as you.

And the fact seems to be the case, otherwise, the black cat would not be so cruel and ruthless.

"At least, I'm definitely not the emotional one."

Looking forward, Xiaoyu actually didn't like his answer, "A black cat that has lost all humanity, how can we talk about rationality?"

Brando turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed satisfied with her answer.

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When the sun was fully up, they set off and spent three hours flying to their destination and getting off the plane.

When she was about to go to the ambush site, Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little thirsty, the degree of thirst was unbearable, so she turned around and asked Brando for it, and Brando ordered someone to give her a bottle of water.

I don’t know if it’s because the water resources are too precious in the desert, or if she’s not used to the diet in the experimental base recently. As soon as Xiaoyu took a sip, she felt that the water was very sweet, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, so she just raised her head and held it up. Bottle body, drink it up in one gulp----

Although at the end of the drink, the water that slipped into the throat felt a bit stinging, but I still felt satisfied.

As she dropped the bottle, she saw Brando smiling at her again-----

"What's wrong?" Xiaoyu was a little suspicious, and touched his face, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Brando smiled without saying a word, with a dignified posture.

Then, he raised his hand to look at the time, pointed to the place where the arms transportation must pass, and said softly, "Your goal has arrived."

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Brando ordered that she be given three guns, twenty of them.

three guns----

Short-range guns, repeater sniper barrels, and laser guns.

Different roles, different effects, different degrees of use.

Twenty people are not many, but it is said that they are all the elite of Brando's staff.

Xiaoyu tied the guns to his legs, waist, and wrists respectively. After Brando reminded him, he took the twenty men and followed the map and quietly lurked in the mountain road that must be passed through to transport the ammunition. , hid.