Wang Qi sighed, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Then I can only use some small means - I admit that I am a member of Penguin Logistics."

Appearing again, Wang Qi had already embraced three beauties in his arms.

The distance between upstairs and downstairs, as long as Wang Qi comes into contact with three people, he can teleport at will.

Texas ate the last Pocky and pulled out two shining light blades.

"Oh, from Syracuse, but I don't want to be your fellow countrymen at all."

Croissant took the middle position, and the Magnetic Storm Hammer radiated electricity.

"How dare you attack our boss, it seems that you were not beaten hard enough last time!"

The Archangel drew out two guardian guns—of course, they used rubber bullets.

"I told you, boss, this group of people can't communicate well when chatting. Only bullets are the best words."

The three girls were sent down from the roof together by Wang Qi's arms around the waist. The anger that just confessed that they were taken as a joke has not dissipated. All geared up.

"Okay, I admit, human beings have limits—do it, girls, let's make a fuss!"

Wang Qi sighed, looked at the girls rushing past, he raised his fist too, and an uppercut landed on the chin of a horse boy who rushed to him, knocking him unconscious.

He was also trained in fighting. Instructor Dubin took him to the private training room and trained him continuously for more than a month.

Can't deal with the elites, and can't beat the gangsters?

"I really want to use peaceful means to solve the problem. Why does it always backfire?"

This time, Wang Qi seemed to be planning to finish the very important event ahead of schedule.

PS: Second more~~

There will be four more, yes!

It just happened to be a remake of the event, so I wrote about these two old dudes. I feel that the plot of Syracuse will be very interesting. It would be great if I could write the taste of Brothers of the Four Seas. I just played the remake recently.

Chapter 97 47. The Hunting of the Black Wolf!

"That's it, that's it, this is the Sicilian, it's so funny."

Five minutes later, in the black market.

In front of the Minos family's villa, more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, piled up like an arhat, forming a hill, and a deep bruise appeared on everyone's head and body.

Sitting on the rock beside the gangsters, Texas threw away his swords, his hands trembling slightly, and subconsciously wanted to touch cigarettes and lighters in his pockets, but he found nothing in vain.

"Have one, Texas boss? This one is strong."

Immediately afterwards, a box of strawberry-flavored Pocky was handed to Texas, and it shook a few times, making a loud shaking sound.

"Also, don't use the stalk I taught you here. Your indifferent and pretty face, coupled with your harsh words, makes you feel completely out of harmony."

Texas raised his head and saw Wang Qi's silly face.

"You take this with you?"

Texas took the Pocky box in Wang Qi's hand, took out one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Of course it is to relieve your addiction at any time, boss. It is difficult to quit smoking. I understand."

In fact, Wang Qi doesn't understand at all. He is very lucky to have a pair of parents who don't smoke or drink at home.

But Wang Qi understands what Texas needs right now—it can't even rise to the level of companionship, just chat with her.

Normally, Neng Angel and Kong will be responsible for this work, but Neng Angel and Croissant are now rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the villa, looking for clues about Misha from the gangsters.

Biting the Pocky stick, Wang Qi sat down beside Texas.

"Why, don't come near me, annoying."

Texas took a look at him—usually he didn't care about anything, he was cheerful and foolish, but this time he became astute as hell!

"Hey, I just saw that you seem to be a little troubled, kid from Texas, can you tell me, big brother—don't hit me, don't hit me."

"Big brother, you are tall, I am several years older than you!"

After stabbing Wang Qi's waist a few times, Texas withdrew his hand, pulled out a Pocky stick, and ate it into his mouth.

"I'm not worried. There are some things I've thought about since the day I left Syracuse. I just..."

After hesitating for a while, Texas thought about his past self, and then said.

"I'm just, a little used to life here. But in the past few days, my past has started to catch up with me one after another—a little awkward."

Shaking his black triangular ears, Texas, who had just disliked Wang Qi's annoyingness, leaned back instead.

"It was Lapland first, and then these Syracuses. I didn't feel so obvious before, but recently, I'm not used to it."

Unlike in the game, Texas does not shy away from talking about her past, but she only talks about it in general and never introduces details-her family has declined, and she came out after that to find her own life.

"In fact, you can think about it from another angle. Syracuse was originally one of the largest city-states in the world, and it is also the place where refugees are most abundant. Every year, people like these guys will be kicked out and meet fellow villagers Not surprising."

Wang Qi shrugged his shoulders. He really wanted to know the past history of each operator, but as a personnel specialist, the first thing Wang Qi knew was to always respect other people's secrets.

Whether it's friends, even family members and lovers, don't easily ask about the secrets that should be kept.

"Ha, according to what you say, I am no different from these guys."

Texas rolled her eyes, and bumped Wang Qi with her shoulder—this guy is her biggest "citizen".

The past of Texas had caught up with her as early as a year ago, but she couldn't explain it positively.

"Of course it's different. You chose to leave there by yourself. Just treat it as a different way of life. Even if you stay in Syracuse, you can still accomplish a lot—but this group of guys is different, they have no choice."

Wang Qi kicked a kobold who rolled his eyes and passed out next to his feet——Brother Gambino's fighting power is indeed not weak. In the original book, he can directly knock out Brother Baisong, the son of Fengchi Logistics, with one blow.

But when Wang Qi hugged De Texas's waist and teleported it above his head, he obviously couldn't stop the blade of the sword that was drawn directly on the temple.

Wang Qi's ability is a qualitative improvement for a powerful fighter. The speed of his short-distance transfer only depends on the flow of his own thinking, and Texas has also adapted to being led by Wang Qi. Appeared in a completely unfamiliar location.

"Hmph, you're right—it's the first time I've seen you hit someone with your fist, next time you should hold me and teleport a few more times."

The corners of Texas' mouth rose slightly.

"I have received professional training. As long as I am responsible for external work, even a doctor needs to go through the devil's hell training week of Instructor Dubin-just punching people directly is very painful."

Wang Qi took off his staff—that is, the glove, and the eight knuckles had already turned red, even though they only lightly scratched each other's vagus nerve.

"Look, humans didn't evolve these dexterous hands with lots of joints to beat people's heads with them—ah."

Wang Qi let out a small cry, because Texas held his left hand with a pair of slender hands.

"Hmph, your hands are tenderer than mine, as expected of someone who sits in an office."

Texas's hand was a little cold in the cold winter wind, and a thin layer of sword cocoons had grown on the place where he held the sword. Wang Qi's skin was naturally much thinner and more tender.

Grabbing Wang Qi's hand and palming him, De Texas found that his hand was still a circle bigger than his own - it was no different from before.

Then, Dexas went one step further and interlocked with Wang Qi's fingers.

When the delicate touch came, Wang Qi wanted to back down for a moment, but was grabbed back directly by Texas.

"As I said, I have figured it out a long time ago. The past has been thrown into the past. What is in the palm of my hand now is the future."

Texas picked up the last Pocky in his mouth, Texas hesitated, but did not bite it into pieces and swallowed it.

After hesitating for a while, she asked in a low voice.

"If you say that one day I will go to Syracuse, Wang Qi, would you like to go with me?"

Wang Qi was taken aback for a moment, then readily agreed.

"Don't worry, I have plenty of annual leave. It's OK to leave anytime."

Texas shook his ears, he didn't know whether to be happy or angry - he was happy because this guy was willing to agree to his request, and angry because...

If Angel and Croissant could tell him that, he would probably agree to it.

No, if she continued to make insinuations like this, there would be no progress in her life, and she would become the most special one in Wang Qi's mind.

Texas is Rupert, the wolf of Syracuse.

"Okay, you don't need to go to Syracuse - this mission is over, before that crazy woman in Lapland comes out, go shopping with me, just me!"

Texas shook his ears, stood up, picked up two swords, and the blue-gray wolf's tail was wagging happily behind him.

"Oh, shopping, no problem, but I have to adjust the time as much as possible, Rhode Island is probably coming tomorrow."

When Wang Qi was on Rhodes Island, he was often called out to carry bags by turns, so he was used to this kind of thing, and no matter how busy he was, he could always find some time.

"No, it's not shopping—it's a date."

Still with a stern expression, Texas coolly said nothing but the date declaration.

"Eh?"

Before Wang Qi could react, she squatted down, held the last Pocky in her mouth, and handed it to Wang Qi's mouth.

The temperament of the whole person seems to be the little girl who likes to pretend to be cool in junior high school. Of course, there are more real materials than those people.

"Come on, half of you, half of me, open your mouth, ah—"

The sun shone on Texas' side face, dyeing her long eyelashes with a layer of gold, and Wang Qi's own reflection was reflected in her pale golden eyes.

Considering that she was still holding a sword in her hand, Wang Qi did as he did.

Opening his mouth, Wang Qi carefully bit the tip of the Pocky stick—the end wrapped in sugar.

Texas tends to like to start with the cookie-only end first.

"what."

Texas grabbed Wang Qi's collar, and pushed the Pocky stick into Wang Qi's lips—with her tongue.

Different from Shi Huaiya's, this is a long, deep kiss, but it also has some green kisses.

"Boss! Turn it out, turn it out."

"What Capone said was actually the truth. We found Misha's address. They observed Misha's trajectory for a long time, and even investigated the integration movement... Wow!"

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