: 1658 Seeing the situation decides that you will not kill you! ...

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In the vast night meeting executive hall, there are green hairs, like the noble and elegant teenagers and deacons. The man with silver hair that is biased towards white sits at the top of the round table and releases people. A sense of existence that cannot be ignored. . . .
The door of the hall was pushed open and the voice echoed clearly in the vast space. The teenager seemed to hear nothing. He still took the teacup and sipped it. Only the deacon-like man turned his head and sharp eyes. Shoot in the direction of the door.
The sharp eyes of the man who is the same as the deacon are in the eyes, I believe that anyone can perceive the other party's simplicity.
Because, on the man's body, there is a faint smell of blood.
People who are sensitive, basically, can be aware of it.
This is a true and true killing existence!
Moreover, from the other side, in addition to the taste, there is also a strong sense of oppression, telling others that this person is not only a means of killing, killing, but also definitely a kind of powerful!
However, people who are really keen should also be able to sense it. In this person's body, there is also a sense of incompatibility that is hidden under the scent of blood and oppression, which makes people feel extremely uncoordinated.
The feeling of incompatibility, like the other side, is a wolf with sheepskin!
Compared with the deacon who gave a lot of dissonance, sitting in the first place on the round table, the teenager who is enjoying the black tea gracefully looks like a normal person.
Of course, it just looks like it...
"my?disti (my VIP)!" As if satisfied, the teacup in the hands of the noble and elegant teenager, slowly stood up and turned. Facing the door, there was a sly smile on his face.

wely?palace (welcome to my hall)!

Temple? ...
Does this person regard the council of the night club executive department as its own palace?
I really don't know if it is arrogant or confident...
He licked his mouth and talked with Icarus and Astreya, and stepped up and walked into the hall of the night club executive department.
Stepping on the luxurious carpet, the footsteps could not be heard.
The teenager looked at the gradually disappearing speechless and two angel girls. On the face, the smile of the sly is getting thicker and thicker, and it is so thick that it is almost unwilling. For that smile, I felt a little nausea when I was silent, so I was no longer close. I stopped directly at the distance of five meters from the teenager and confronted the eyes of a smiling teenager.
"I am a person who doesn't really like to turn around..."
In the first sentence, it is so tit-for-tat!
This allowed the men standing behind the boy to hide in the pair of eyelids under the colored glasses quickly condensed the killing. Slightly moved a few steps to the side, leaving yourself and no words completely without obstacles.
Obviously, this man is rushing to the idea!
"Really, can't be rude to my VIPs..." The opening ceremony was treated so rudely, but the teenager was in a happy tone. Unfolding his hand and acting like a play.
"However, I don't want to criticize this person. At least, please give me time to introduce my distinguished ‘scarlet?eyes’?...

"The Minister of the Night Club Executive Department, the tenth place of the thirteen people (meat nds) - Cedric Granville!" Silently, it will seem to be able to see through all the eyes of the body for at least a year. Opened up.
"Look, let me be this person first..."
"Take me this person?..." The young man browed his face, and the sly smile on his face turned into a deep and unpredictable.
"This is quite interesting. It seems that you are not as simple as I thought!"
"Well..." The boy smiled like a smile. Looked at Icarus and Astrarea behind the words. The eyes are full of curiosity and fun.
"I can carry five high-performance 'automaton' with me, and I also suppressed the 'marshal'. Beat Felix, even the Bronson who had almost won the 'Devil' throne. It’s not easy to be sent to prison. It’s already known.

"The only thing that everyone knows is the first half. The fact that Bronson lost in my hands is basically unknown. The minister of the night club executive department..." silently spread his hand.
"And being able to know this, does it prove that you are also with each other?..."
"Apply your statement, let's just do this first..." The boy smiled carelessly, but his eyes remained on Icarus and Astrarea, and he spoke with amazement.

You have a very beautiful ‘automaton’...

"And then?..." The young man looked at him without words.
"You come to me, wouldn't you just want to see my ‘automaton’?...

"No, no, it’s just a little feeling..." The teenager waved his hand and showed an expression that was as pure as an angel. When he spoke, it made people shudder.
"After all, one of my few interests is to destroy those beautiful things!"
"Very good interest!" No words will smile.
"I just decided that the situation will not kill you!"
"Peng..."
The words fall, the front, standing next to the juvenile, like a deacon-like man slamming on the ground, his body rushing out.
The fluctuation of the magic flashed through the man's body. The man obviously used what magic to make his body shape flash out and disappeared.
Do not!
Not really disappearing!
However, the speed of the man, in the case of almost no use of a sprint time, instantly increased to the extent that the naked eye could not capture. In a blink of an eye, came to the faceless, reached out, and held the speechless. neck.
The whole process, no words, no action, even a moment, the man who was detained by the neck gave him a smooth hand.
The man named Real Deacon is in a tight hand and looks like a pinched neck. He reveals a pair of eyes that are hidden under the colored glasses and full of murderous eyes.
"Although you are a VIP of the young master, can you please put your mouth clean?..." It shows a smile without a smile.
"The Granville family's deacons are really excellent, but they are not perfect. If you want to give a shortcoming, you can't listen to your master being swearing..."
Hearing words, no words, laughing as if watching the clown performing, is full of irony, no fear that his neck will be smashed, so that the murderous eyes are so cold.
Just as it was really intended to give some lessons, the young boy’s unhurried voice passed into his ears.
"Stop it... really..."
"For the rude person, as a deacon, it is okay to give the owner a head!" The real side is holding the hand of the neck without a word, and does not answer back.
"So, even if it is the command of the young master, please let me delay it for a while!"
"Well, I don't mind..." Juveniles blame the general discourse, with unspeakable dissatisfaction, echoing in the air.
"But, I hope you can pay more attention to my life safety than to give me a head start..."
Really awkward, and then his face changed suddenly, turned his head and looked at the direction of the boy.
The teenager is still standing in its original position.
However, at this time, he was raising his hands high and made a surrender, with a smile on his face and shrugging his shoulders.
Behind the juvenile, a girl with a pair of pure white wings stood there with a laser lightsaber in her hand and placed on the teenager's neck.
Naturally, it is Astraya!
"!" was really shocked, turned his head hard and looked behind the silent.
I saw that I should have stood in the position of two angel-like girls. I don’t know when, the long blond hair, the one with the pure white wings disappeared.
The rest, only the one with a pair of illusory boxes, staring at the truth with a cold, deep-eyed crimson eye, a girl with pink wings and pink hair.
Looking at the indifference of the deep red eyelids, the real scalp is slightly numb.
He has a feeling.
If you really dare to crush the neck in your hand, then this beautiful girl like an angel will definitely kill himself to the before that! )