Abyss Express

[Part① One More Song]

The knights were fighting fiercely, and at the same time they were in the room on the 31st floor of the Royal Hotel in Hedland.

Flavia and Duran stared closely at the live broadcast on the TV.

Sissy Flavia held the lottery ticket tightly, and she was overjoyed in her words.

"Hey! Duran! This little sister can make me rich! Hahahahahahahaha!"

Ms. Duran remained unmoved, and the white snake transformed from soul power attached to her shoulder, constantly sending the calculation results of the knight's contest back to the master's mind.

"Something is wrong! Flavia! Something is wrong with this woman!"

Flavia: "What's wrong?"

Duran: "The combat power shown by the female prisoner G117 has exceeded the [timeline] estimate, and the result of the game is different from the result it expected."

"Isn't that normal!" Flavia held a bag of fresh milk in her mouth, she didn't take it seriously, "You're not at the scene, your soul power can't collect more information, how can it be accurate?"

"Even so, the deviation of this calculation result is too great!" Dulan seriously corrected: "Her next opponent is a master of guns—the content of the duel is made by Thompson Weapons Company [Encore· Brother Ang丨Let’s play again] for a single-shot pistol contest.”

The little white snake lay on the TV, trying to compare the two elements, and predict the result of the gun fight from the state of finger joints and various parts of the body, breathing rate, environment, wind direction or humidity.

"This kind of dueling gun has a simple and reliable structure, and the barrel can be replaced to fire various ammunition, even rifle bullets and shotguns."

Duran held Flavia's cheeks, and asked Flavia to see clearly the movements of the two on the ring.

"Look carefully, G117 chooses .454 Casull wildcat ammunition, which uses a small rifle primer, the pressure inside the shell is extremely high, and the muzzle velocity is over 580 meters per second. It is a powerful pistol ammo."

"Her opponent Tang Ji is using .50 AE - to kill the opponent with one shot without leaving any suspense, even if the opponent is shot at the same time, it will destroy G117's will to fight."

"My White Snake has predicted - G117 will lose this duel."

"They are good shooters, and they never miss the first shot at a distance of twelve yards."

"G117 and Tang Ji will be shot at the same time, and G117's right arm will be interrupted and he will lose his combat ability, but Tang Ji's chest injury will not affect his combat effectiveness. He can fill in the second bullet to end the opponent."

"What's the result? Look clearly! Flavia!"

In the picture conveyed by the TV, the two gunmen had already lifted the Ango pistol and leaned back to back.

Tang Ji kissed the gun in his hand, hoping that the goddess of luck would take care of him. The [Double Singer] in his hand was very reliable. In terms of his dueling skills, G117 had absolutely no chance of winning.

If you have watched "Domestic Lingling Paint", this gun is a powerful weapon in the hands of the Golden Gunner.

Xue Ming calmed down, holding the gun as if he had another part of his body.

I'm afraid these criminals don't even know how many bullets she has fired, how many disaster beasts she has killed, and how many lives have been taken by the person participating in the duel ceremony in front of her.

For Da Jie, shooting a gun is as natural as breathing, and she is in a state of ecstasy almost anytime, anywhere.

Butler Edward began to count.

The two stepped forward, each heading towards a corner of the ring.

Take ten strides to twelve yards, and Edward yells.

"Let's fight!"

The explosion of bullets sounded!

At that moment, two balls of blood exploded from the auditorium on both sides!

Boy Tang Ji didn't know what happened! It happened so fast and so suddenly!

The feel of turning and shooting is very good, and the trigger force and response of the primer are just right! Why didn't G117 fall? No bullets!

Why didn't I get shot too? Me and her both missed?

Boy Tang Ji doesn't understand! I can't understand what just happened!

Until G117 threw away the gun and raised his fist aggressively!

Boy Tang Ji frantically pried open Brother An's muzzle, ready to change the bullet, and then shot to end the contest.

It's too late, too late.

The eldest sister raised her fist and beat the gun master into the next Beichen.

When he was in a trance, Tang Ji was still talking about——

"—why? There's no way I'd miss my first shot."

why?

Under Fist's education, his mind gradually became brighter, and he finally thought of a terrifying fact.

Within a distance of twelve yards, it is very easy to hit the enemy.

So is there a possibility that, from the ballistic deduction just now, it is almost like the fragments of the bullets colliding and splashing into the auditorium!

This woman—

— intercepted my bullets with a .454 flathead!

The muzzle velocity of the .50 AE is 480 meters per second!

Even if the trigger is pulled at the same time, the wild cat bullet is faster than it! Will get to my muzzle sooner.

All she needs to do is aim the gun barrel to win this gamble!

Where is this sacred? This kind of courage and determination, the ability to judge in the face of death threats, and the courage to throw away the guns and raise fists at the first time, it seems that everything is in her expectation! Was it within her expectations!

At this very moment—

——I, Tanguy McLaren, don't have any strength to fight back.

I feel humiliated and inexplicably jealous!

But also feel beautiful and powerful!

this woman!

She no longer needs the favor of the goddess of luck!

She is beyond guns jesus! Compared with her, I am wearing a gun, burning incense and bathing every day, praying for the blessings of the gods! So puny!

The TV broadcast images simply couldn't clarify what happened in the gunfight just now.

Duran was confused, but his expression was serious——

"—Look! Flavia, this result is completely different from what I predicted."

Flavia was immersed in the joy that the huge gambling money was about to be paid.

"Well done! She's done well! I don't care how she does it! A white cat or a black cat is a good cat as long as it helps me win money!"

"Flavia, didn't you hear the background music?" Duran reminded his female companion, the white snake gently patted the little black snake's face: "Did you stay in Hedland for too long, you poisonous snake, have you been killed?" Is the life of sensuality and debauchery paralyzed?"

"You mean?" Flavia finally came back to her senses, stared at the surveillance camera in the house, and then whispered to Dulan with a guilty conscience: "She is."

Duran: "That's right."

Flavia: "Did she play the music on the field?"

Duran: "That's right."

Flavia: "That explains it."

Duran: "Yes."

Flavia: "She's the warden. Is the warden a woman?"

Duran suddenly felt a strong sense of loss of strength, and it took a long time.

White Snake pulled himself together and yelled at Flavia together with his master.

"This is the song of Green Day! At the airport! At the airport! I have never seen a few guys who can change fate! They have such strong willpower! Such pure spiritual power, such explosive soul power! Can't you figure out who she is?"

Flavia finally remembered the two strings of numbers FE204863 and FE33031.

"Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa!~"

She opened her mouth wide and started yelling.

"He has changed."

Before Flavia finished speaking, Duran stuffed his fist into the mouth of his female companion——

——With Flavia's flexible blood-inflicted body of a disaster beast, and weird masseter muscles like a snake's kiss, she can swallow her female partner's fist just by opening her mouth.

"Listen, my dear Sissy, what we say and do now can't escape the supervision of the warden, you should think about it clearly."

"I know! I know! I know!" Flavia's eyes brightened. "It's okay! Anything is fine, I can do it! Both men and women!"

"You shameless green tea bitch!" Dulan cursed, "Our relationship is over!"

Right now, right now.

Claudia Ars Duran could no longer bear the fickleness and infidelity of his lover.

This little black snake bitch went on a date with other men before. They hugged and kissed, but Duran just turned a blind eye.

But at this moment, Flavia seemed to be possessed, and she dared to write all the infidelity and betrayal on her face in front of her lover, which almost made Ms. Duran impotent and furious.

"Days are running out! Sissy!"

Duran emphasized, holding back tears, and wanted to show off to Flavia.

"I saved you so many times! I paid so much for you! Why do you still want to hurt me again and again!"

Flavia didn't realize it at all—

——She is like a little girl who can't grow up.

For the blood recipients of the Crazy Butterfly Sacred Cult, the body that coexists with the essence of the disaster beast will change their mental state and their soul.

This is also the source of the White Snake and Black Snake's soul prestige forms.

Flavia didn't take Duran seriously at all, or that Duran had so many complicated emotions and would care about his lover's loyalty, which is what makes people feel strange.

Among the members of the Little Brotherhood, Duran has the weakest fighting ability, [Timeline] has almost no fighting ability, and is a very gentle soul.

"Whatever you want."

Flavia curled her lips and shrugged meaninglessly.

"But before [burning incense], we're still in the same boat, right?"

This [burning incense and bathing] refers to the code name of the operation to escape from the Hedland Royal Hotel and go to the 48th District to assist Xue Ming in destroying the drug lords.

Dulan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Yes, I won't care about you from now on. Do whatever you want! I don't care anymore! We're done"

"Hey" Flavia finally realized something, she was like a child who just realized that she had done something wrong, and just received a sky-high bill from her parents in a devastated toy store: "Hey, Claudia —you're kidding me, aren't you?"

After Dulan changed his clothes, he was ready to go to the hall.

She didn't answer, thinking about all the past in her heart, and started crying again.

For the gay community, the relationship between a man and a woman is very different.

Rainbow-colored love, men who can last a week are considered golden weddings.

Orange-flavored love, women usually choose one, and they will grow old hand in hand.

This phenomenon is not determined by gender, but by need.

The relationship between Duran and Flavia is more like sisters or mother and daughter, going beyond love to family.

They need each other and are needed.

Flavia was much more greedy——

——For this crazy girl from the Crazy Butterfly Sect, there are too many beautiful scenery in the world, and she is one of the best playboys.

"Claudia Als Duran! Wait for me! Wait for me!" Flavia ran out after changing her clothes and grabbed Ms. Duran's arm, "You were just joking ,right?"

Duran still didn't speak.

Flavia continued to ruffle her hair, scratching her head and thinking.

"I admit, I really made you angry. Don't be so stingy. What can I do without you? You are fine, really fine. How about I hug you? Let's take this matter away?"

Duran turned his head slightly——

——Flavia was terrified by the blood-red eyes.

[Part② Remnants of the Soul]

At this moment, the manager Mana suddenly appeared. He seemed to have come out of the ground, with strong curiosity in his eyes, he looked at the two Morpho guests, and immediately went up to offer his affection.

"Ladies, do you need any help?"

Dulan didn't answer, and he didn't have a good face.

Flavia immediately became happy when she saw Mana's beautiful face.

"She's ignoring me, Mr. Manner. She says she's going to live apart from me—see what it's all about."

Mana closely followed the two, followed Duran's quick and powerful steps, and followed Flavia.

"You want me to prepare a candlelight dinner for the two of you? A romantic dinner can mend the cracks in love. What do you think?"

Flavia nodded: "Okay! Can you pour me a drink?"

"Ms. X55, this is not allowed. Your eyes can only look at her, at K101." Mana held Flavia's face in his hands, twisted her chin, and asked her to concentrate on looking at the prisoner's number: "See clearly."

At that moment—

- A strong and terrifying tide of psychic power engulfed these two Fraternity girls!

Duran turned his head suddenly, but saw the delirious Flavia's pupils shrunk, her cheeks were supported by Manager Mana, as if she couldn't move or breathe!

This is a soul power attack! It was Manager Mana's soul attack on Flavia!

"Did you see clearly?" Brother Mana's eyes were gloomy, persistent and firm.

It was difficult for Flavia to describe the landscape seen by the optic nerve block.

At that moment—

——Duran seems to have split into several people.

Specifically, soul blobs of different colors.

Five groups of color blocks fainted in a cloud, and they seemed to be arguing, biting each other, and fighting for dominance.

There is a warm yellow spirit who keeps apologizing to Flavia and the other spirits.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't pamper her. It's my fault that I'm not good enough."

"I'm sorry I'm sorry. I can't cry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's so embarrassing."

"We have been together for more than ten years, if we just give up like this - I don't know what to do in the future."

"I'm not good enough, and it's not her fault that I'm not good enough."

Immediately afterwards, a bright red soul roared with Flavia.

"You lazy woman! Why do you want me to serve you!"

"Do you think you are very powerful? To kill people with the poison created by Soul Power! What a great thing? Without me you are nothing! Without my guidance! You would have died long ago!"

"What's your attitude? Just take it with you in a hug? Even if you take off your clothes and kneel down to beg for mercy! I won't forgive you!"

Flavia looked away—the blue soul was leaning on Duran's right arm, whispering.

"This bitch is hopeless, she's out of her mind—"

"—Probably the blood of the Calamity Beast broke through the blood-brain barrier, which is considered an old cerebral thrombosis."

"You can find someone more suitable, after all, you just enjoy the process, right?"

"It doesn't matter who the partner is, we should care about how we feel."

In the end, two souls, one black and one white, are confronting each other.

The dark Dulan had a sinister expression, wanting to eat people.

"This trash is more than successful, let's find a chance to kill her? Kill her? How about it? Duran?"

"With [Timeline]'s ability, it should be very simple to do these things, choose an opponent for her who cannot be defeated, or simply leave her in Hedland - we will fly away with the warriors of Ao Ruo Ming De, and put The tasks in the 48th district are done well, so everything is easy to talk about."

"You can still feel the illusion of [love] from the pheromones in your body, and you will be swayed by emotions, which means you are weak and you must be strong!"

Bai's Duran was expressionless, very quiet, and spoke slowly in a soothing tone.

"Calm down, Claudia—she's calling you Claudia, like when you first met."

"Let's wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turnaround?"

Immediately afterwards, the white soul suddenly turned its head, staring at Flavia in a daze.

"You must be mine! You must be mine! You must be mine!"

These mixed and chaotic spirits finally converged into a whole——

— converging into a white snake.

It is Ms. Duran's soul power, her soul.

Manager Mana let go of his hand and whispered to Flavia.

"This is an additional service I donated, and there is no charge."

After saying this, the manager left through the gate of heaven, as if his arrival was also ordered by the warden.

In the control room, the manager has just emerged from the darkness. Come to the warden and report the work situation.

"I have already done what you entrusted."

Warden: "How are they? Are they still arguing?"

Mana: "It should not be noisy."

The warden heaved a sigh of relief, and had the same virtue as the little black cat: "That's good, that's good. I see them hugging each other, throwing pillows at each other, and playing games together. They are so sweet that my teeth fall out. If we break up because of such a small matter, then it’s not allowed, it’s not allowed.”

Mana was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Then the warden said.

"Your soul power can discern people's inner scenery and analyze the contents of the soul—help me analyze it in detail."

Mana: "Who?"

The warden pointed to the scene of the contest.

"It's her, G117——when she first entered Hedland Prison, you should have had close contact with her. What does her soul look like? How many pieces will it break into? Did you hear any strange sounds? They will say something?"

Mana seemed to recall something extremely terrifying, and his expression became strange.

"You mean Glory? Female prisoner G117?"

The warden nodded.

Mana thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"My lord, most of the criminals serving their sentence in Hedland carry [crimes] with them, such as robbers, murderers, rapists, and they will have a soul or two with them - that is the cry of the victim Shouting and wailing, the mental landscape left in their hearts."

"Even if these criminals don't know repentance, don't have any compassion, confess to the crimes they committed, and feel that they have done nothing wrong from the beginning to the end-this kind of soul remnant will still stay with them as evidence of crime."

"People are more ruthless than plants and trees—even if it is a crime of passion on the spur of the moment, this kind of powerful soul fluctuation, the horrific killing ritual obtained by sacrificing a life, will leave strong remnants afterwards."

Warden: "Where's G117?"

Mana: "The day she came to Hedland, I saw a procession of nearly a thousand people on the bridge."

The warden didn't understand for a while.

"So many prisoners came to report that day? Oops, I have to ask the kitchen to prepare more food"

Manas explained in a serious manner.

"The evidence on her body! It's almost bursting my brain! Warden! There are nearly a thousand ghosts behind her, but no split souls can be seen—my soul power tells me. Without saying a word of nonsense, the [S272 Stas] beside her was split into more than 30 pieces on the spot, and his soul often ran to other places to play around, wanting to touch everything he saw."

Mana frowned, whispering to the warden.

"I only heard a very special sound from G117."

He brought the warden's milk tea bottle and the small fan next to the massage chair in the monitoring room.

Tear open the mouth of the milk tea bottle, and then use a small fan to blow the water.

"It's the rustling of bloody winds and blood—that's what I hear."

The warden looked stern, and it took a while before he spoke.

"I understand the truth, can you not waste my milk tea?"