Strange Rules: Ngan Lang Can Arbitrarily Distort The Rules

"Huh-"

I dreamed of pressing a hand on Hamura's chest, and a stream of black gas continued to pour out of his body like a steaming mist, turning the room into a miasma.

Belmode covered his mouth and nose in disgust, "It's a disgusting smell." "

You dogs and men, I won't let you go!" Hamura was still roaring, and his expression became more and more panicked after feeling the rapid flow of energy in his body.

"Stop, stop, don't you want to ask me a question, I'll just answer, stop!"

"Wow-"

The light in my dream hand dissipated, and the black qi stopped overflowing endlessly, and Hamura breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and his extremely tense body was finally relieved.

"I don't have time to wait for you to rest. "

Wait, wait a minute!" Seeing that the other party was about to move again, Yumura hurriedly said: "The accident back then was not my work alone, there was a guy named Songzhong who tricked

me into doing this!" "He asked me to cooperate in spreading false news, and when the people were staying at home because of the community notice, he controlled the monsters to carry out large-scale attacks, and it was because of this that the casualties of that accident were so heavy." After

listening carefully to the other party's description, my eyes were scattered, and fragments of memories rose in my mind, the panicked expressions of my parents, the scene of wailing in the residential area, the wreckage and the pools of blood, countless images flashed through my mind, and made him have a headache.

This is......

The memory of the original owner?The two memory threads converged at the end, and a wave of anger surged from the depths of my heart, and the last trace of clarity in my dream eyes dissipated, replaced by endless anger.

"You !!

" "Bang!"

The figure flew upside down, Hamura's expression was stunned, and the violent impact made him forget all the pain in an instant, leaving only one breath to make him feel fear.

"Uh... Uhh

The figure that rushed forward in my dream was stopped by a warm embrace, and Belmode hugged each other with all his strength, but was carried away by the momentum.

There was pain all around her body, but Belmode didn't care about it, and she only worried about my dreams.

"I'm dreaming!" my

whole face was trembling, and the first time the sequelae of my soul took its place appeared, it made him lose his mind and almost go crazy.

A hand gently brushed his face, like a warm breeze soothing his restless heart, and his soul gradually calmed down in a light call, and when he regained his senses and opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face full of worry.

"I dream—" Belmode was crushed under me by my dream, and her hands clung to him, fearing that if she let go, she would release a beast.

"Sister Bei..."

"Great, you're fine." Hearing this familiar tone, Belmode's solemn face finally soothed, and the hand holding the other party's back slowly moved up, tightly strangling his neck.

"I..."

"Don't say it, I understand. Belmode didn't want me to blame myself, so he interrupted him in a strong tone, and said with a gentle expression, "Are you better now?"

"I'm sorry. I took a deep breath and sat up slowly, but unconsciously brought the other party up, and the two of them formed a sitting posture.

Belmode's earlobes flushed slightly, this heartbeat feeling has not been experienced for a long time... No, it should be said that in her whole life, she did not feel this way.

"If you can settle down in my arms, please feel free to use it. The

woman's voice is like a warm spring breeze in April, and my heart is pounding in my dream, but I am alert to the situation at this time, and I am busy helping the other party down gently.

"Thank you, but I'm much better. He

touched the other party's cheek as if he was soothing, and if he judged from his actions alone, he couldn't tell which of the two was the same as the old and the young.

Belmode's expression froze slightly, and he hurriedly turned his face to the side, not wanting to show his girlish posture in front of my dreams.

It's ridiculous to say that at this age, she would be tugged at by such a casual action of a teenager, because the atrium has not accommodated people for a long time... Or is this guy inherently special.

I didn't notice her small movements, but turned my head to look at the figure that was knocked away by me, and my face changed slightly.

At that moment, he couldn't control his anger at all, and when his mind was engulfed by anger, he only thought about obedience, and there was no extra reason to use.

Slowly approaching the man lying on the ground, Hamura was staring at the ground with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief, and his throat could be seen rolling up and down when he looked down, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this state would not last long.

I dreamed of half-squatting down, looking up and down for a while, and then I couldn't help but clench my fist.

The attack just now was too heavy, and I am afraid it will be difficult to save. As damn it, not being able to ask the answer he wanted wasn't what he wanted.

Seeing that the convulsions of the fallen man began to become short, I closed my eyes helplessly and secretly said that it was a pity, and I was also worried about what I had just done.

This time it's the enemy, who will be next time, and if you can't control your emotions, you're destined to become a walking time bomb.

Whoever can crack this state seems to be...

Belmode slowly approached, kneeling behind my dream while her hands gently caressed his chest.

The woman seemed to be able to guess his heart, and her face was close to him, and she said softly: "I will watch you all the time, don't worry about it at all."

I couldn't help but reach out and hold the pair of softness, "I really don't know how to thank you."

Belmode's eyes slanted slightly, and the corners of his mouth provoked a playful smile, "It's simple, isn't it, you should know it."

My old face turned red, and I lowered my head, not knowing whether to agree or no.

"Da Da Da..."

footsteps sounded, and the two of them woke up like from a dream, only to remember that there was another person in this room.

Turning his head to look, Mine Fujiko walked towards this side expressionlessly, with an extra pistol in his hand.

"Bang bang!" the

gunshot rang out, and a piece of blood splashed on Hamura's body, which had not yet died.

"Fujiko, you?" Mine

Fujiko lowered his eyes and looked at the two, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on his red and swollen face that was beaten by Hamura, "He can insult people, but being held with a grudge is the price... The price of being hated by me is even greater.

"Fujiko..."

Mine Fujiko slowly knelt down and said in a low tone, "Please excuse me, you two, I want to be alone with Mr. Hamura for a while." Belmode

and I looked at each other, and for some thought, they slowly got up.

The two of them exited the room, and after a while, a woman's muffled roar and thud sounded in the room.

Sawdust and blood are flying, hatred and pain are intertwined and converged into strength, this is the woman's way of pouring out her grievances, how painful it used to be, how crazy it is now...