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Yutang yawned softly, her beautiful eyebrows trembling slightly, and a lazy light appeared in her big eyes. Then she saw the expression on my face, and a slight change occurred on her face. Suddenly, she leaned over with a smile as beautiful as a flower, and hugged my arms with a charming fragrance. "Brother, did you have a nightmare?"
I no longer wanted to care about Yutang appearing in my bed, I just nodded slightly. Last night's dream still had a great impact on me...
"What kind of dream was that~" Yutang shook my arm gently as if unwilling, but I couldn't tell her the content of the dream, so I could only smile bitterly and try to find a new topic to distract Yutang's attention.
At this moment, my eyes followed Yutang's graceful and elegant body lines, and I glanced down. Suddenly, I saw the familiar star tattoo symbol on Yutang's round buttocks, just above her waist. Suddenly, my previous regret and confusion were combined, and I asked, "Yutang, why did you get a tattoo here?"
On her skin, which was crystal clear and as delicate as porcelain, there suddenly appeared such a tattoo. Although it was only smaller than a thumb, it was still very eye-catching.
Yutang glanced at me lightly with her beautiful eyes, but opened her cherry lips slightly and said: "This is not an ordinary tattoo..." I saw a trace of unusual nostalgia in Yutang's charming big eyes, and then she stared at me without blinking.
"This is because a big brother named Xing saved us four years ago, so... we all decided to get a tattoo together to remember that big brother named Xing."
us?
In Yutang's words, I caught the plural pronoun, and then suddenly remembered that Shen Weiwei seemed to have the same tattoo on her body. I asked Yutang about it.
Unexpectedly, Yutang told me a story from four years ago: It turned out that at that time, there was a group of criminals from abroad who possessed extraordinary abilities and were extremely brutal. For unknown reasons, they kidnapped more than a dozen young girls aged between fourteen and seventeen, and the means of kidnapping were extremely cruel.
Most of them were just girls from ordinary families, and their parents and entire families were almost all killed... Fortunately, Uncle Luo and Aunt Luo were protected and survived.
Just when the girls fell into despair, an extraordinary being named "Star" stepped forward, defeated and eliminated the group of vicious super-powered criminals, rescued them, and bought a place for those girls who had no home or only a cold home to huddle together for warmth.
That is, the abandoned exhibition center was transformed by him into a venue where girls can display their various talents, and it was named "Mu Yu Hai Tang".
It's a pity that after this incident, their savior "Xing" never appeared in front of them again. The girls felt regretful and disappointed. Finally, someone suggested that they tattoo a star symbol on their bodies to commemorate "Xing".
After hearing Yutang's story, I was suddenly filled with heartache, gratitude and a strange sense of nostalgia. The heartache was because I was an agent of the National Security Bureau who was active in fighting against the invasion and crime of supernatural beings, but I did not appear by her side when Yutang encountered a crisis.
Gratitude was directed towards the young man who used a code name, who I could tell at once. Perhaps he was also an agent of the National Security Bureau. I was grateful to him for saving Yutang and the group of girls. If I encountered them again in the future, I would definitely thank him properly.
As for that last inexplicable feeling of nostalgia, I was a little confused. Just as I felt like thinking deeply, a dull pain suddenly began to ache deep in my head...
After giving up thinking, I still sighed slightly. After all, I saw a lot when I went to rescue Yutang that day. The boxing ring, maybe it was behind the former exhibition hall, and the separate rooms might be where the girl lived.
And I was there, clearly hearing moans and screams, plus Yutang's experience, it was obvious that the place had turned into a den of prostitution, even the name had become Haitang Dream Bar, the fate of the girls can be imagined...
Obviously, except for Yutang and Shen Weiwei, they should all be girls I have never met before, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of heartache and regret!
It was like seeing a string of flawless pearls being swallowed by mud...
As I was sighing, my hand was suddenly held tightly by a slightly cool and smooth little hand. Yu Tang's graceful body leaned over and whispered softly in my ear, saying, "Brother, this is not your fault..."
I gently held Yutang's little hand and said "hmm".
Just like that, we held hands and were silent for a long while. Finally, Yutang broke the silence, "By the way, brother, did you give the wood carving to sister?"
I nodded gently, but Yutang tapped her head lightly with her fair fingers, a look of apology on her pretty face, and said, "Sorry, brother, I suddenly remembered that my sister seemed to like wood carving a long time ago, and she probably doesn't like it now..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't make my sister angry~"
I suddenly felt angry and amused. No wonder I had no idea Xuetang had such a hobby. However, judging from her reaction at the time, Xuetang didn't seem to be very disgusted. She just accepted it very casually. It seemed that she didn't dislike it as much as Yutang said.
But how could I blame her? Yutang meant well!
When I said I didn't care, Yutang suddenly seemed to remember something and said to me, "Sister is now a very tasteful urban beauty. I remember she often goes to a high-end coffee restaurant called Chesfield. Brother, why don't you go there and buy some coffee for her~"
Yutang's long black eyelashes fluttered, making her big eyes sparkle and seem to speak, full of apology like compensation. I pondered for a while and chose to believe Yutang. After all, they are two biological sisters, and I have been missing in Xuetang's life for seven years. I can only rely on Yutang as my younger sister to give me advice.
I immediately nodded and agreed. Although I had already taken the most crucial step to restore my relationship with Xuetang, I still wanted to make up for the loss of these seven years...
But at this moment, Yutang suddenly frowned cutely again: "However, the coffee that sister likes is a limited edition... It is only sold in small quantities on weekend mornings. Brother, you may have to go several times to buy it."
"It doesn't matter." I smiled. Compared with the seven years Xuetang waited, this was nothing.
After chatting with Yutang for a while, I felt that compared with the previous two days, Yutang was obviously becoming more and more like the angelic elf who could speak seven years ago. The only difference was that... whenever my eyes were on her, she would intentionally or unintentionally spread her beautiful legs in stockings, or stick out her pointed and attractive breasts. Every move seemed to be tempting me.
I could only smile bitterly and carefully conceal the swelling in my lower body... But I was extremely relieved to have such a long-awaited heart-to-heart talk with Yutang, and I secretly swore in my heart that I must completely resolve the issue of Xu Pengxuan and let Yutang be completely free from his threat.
Just like this, with a hint of the sweetness and sourness of first love, it was painful and happy... and the two hands forgot to separate, and their fingers were tightly clasped together.
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The Magic City is still bustling and lively during the day, but there are always some dark corners.
In an alley, the pavement was dilapidated, full of potholes and covered in wet, mossy grass. A broken water pipe dripped continuously. A cockroach poked its head out of the sewer. A faint stench of decay permeated the air...
And in such an environment, there were actually a few decadent, sweaty men sitting against the wall, one of them was still wearing a tattered suit, and he was a middle-aged man who vaguely looked like an office worker.
Dark, damp, and dangerous are the main labels that people put on this kind of place. But in such a place, suddenly there was a crisp "da, da" sound of footsteps. Several homeless people raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, still a little confused in their hearts.
Regardless of why an office lady ran here, there was something wrong with the sound. It was crisper than the sound of high heels falling, like... yes, shoes made of wood.
Before these homeless people could figure out why someone would wear wooden shoes, the answer was already clear before their eyes...
A pair of delicate and slender feet, as white as cream, wearing black wooden clogs appeared in their eyes, followed by a small section of tender calves that were as white as snow, and then a gorgeous silk kimon with cherry blossom patterns. Jet-black hair cascaded out from under a beautiful bun, her eyes were bright and charming, and her delicate facial features, such as cherry lips and a jade nose, made up a jade-like face. Although she had no deliberate makeup, it was as clear as snow and beautiful.
"Shikishima people?"
One of the homeless men, with disheveled hair and a dirty face, stood up almost like a zombie, leaning against the wall, and staggered towards the beautiful lady Shikishima, who shouldn't be there. The homeless man, who looked a bit like an office worker, subconsciously stretched out his hand and opened his mouth to speak, but immediately shut his mouth when he saw this scene.
It was obvious at first glance that this person was ruined by MA. There was only violence and sexual desire in his mind. He was like a walking corpse and would kill people at any time. And from behind him, you could see that he was holding a switchblade in his hand. The middle-aged man dared not say a word.
He slumped back into the corner... He thought to himself that he would hear a woman scream soon. "Ah ...
A startling scream was indeed heard, but it was not the expected woman's shrill cry, but the tearing cry of a man like a pig being slaughtered. The middle-aged man widened his eyes and saw that the homeless man was lying on the ground and twitching constantly, with one hand holding the other hand that was obviously bent at an incredible angle.
A small knife bounced off and landed beside a pair of beautiful, snow-white feet. Slipped lightly by a pair of wooden clogs, it slid into the sewer, covered in moss...
The beautiful lady Shikishima walked past gracefully, bringing a gust of fragrance. The middle-aged man saw a silver object coming out of Shikishima's sleeve, and it hit the ground with a "pa" sound, and did not even bounce up. Considering its size, it must be a very heavy object.
He carefully picked it up, and was stunned... It turned out to be a silver ingot! With its value, he wouldn't have to live on the streets for at least the next few months. The middle-aged man was about to thank the beautiful lady Shikishima, but when he took another look, he was stunned, because - there was nothing there.
There was even a tall homeless man huddled in a corner dripping with sewage. He thought it was an illusion for a moment, but the heavy weight of the silver ingot in his hand and the homeless man groaning and howling in pain, rolling around like a shrimp, reminded him.
This is not a dream...
On top of a building not far away, where the cherry blossom petals had not yet completely faded, there were two people standing.
A tall man covered with long brown hair, like a savage from the mountains, was sitting on the edge of the building with a decadent look, letting the wind blow his hair around.
On the other side, there was a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous Shikishima kimono, or more accurately, an oiran costume, revealing her creamy shoulders...
"Yoshiwara Tsubaki-hime, what are you looking for me for?"
Both of them were facing the wind, not looking at each other. After a while, the man under the hair spoke first. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"How did you survive four years ago?" The woman's soft voice floated in the air.
The hairy man, or rather the Korean who once called himself the guardian of the city, Choi Won-hyun moved a little, looking more like a curled up grizzly bear.
"He let me go."
"So you're going to protect his disciples?" Before Cui Yuanxuan could answer, the beauty said to herself, "You should know how difficult it is to protect people and things related to 'Xing'..."
The God of War "Xing" is the only one who is considered to be at the perfect strategic level, except for the mysterious warrior who destroyed the aircraft carrier. No one does not want to know his secret, because everyone believes that the perfect strategic level is the indispensable key to the forbidden level!
The so-called perfect strategic level refers to a strategic level without any shortcomings. Extraordinary people are divided into four types.
Qi system, telekinesis system, strengthening system, and transformation system.
In addition, there are some powers that already exist in the world and can surpass ordinary people, such as internal martial arts, strange Taoism, witchcraft, etc. Although they are not clearly divided, this type of alternative extraordinary people are still collectively referred to as the "old system".
In total, there are five categories of extraordinary people, and the extraordinary people in each category, even if they reach the top "strategic level", have their own irreparable shortcomings, which means that there is mutual restraint.
For example, telekinesis, especially "special telekinesis" such as soul-driving, barrier, and nightmare, is generally very fragile. Once caught by other extraordinary people, even if it is only at the dangerous level, it is enough to kill the strategic level.
After all, the definition of strategic level is existence that is sufficient to cause a regional threat. Other factors will not be taken into consideration. If a chicken has powerful superpowers, it will also be defined as strategic level.
In other words, a strategic-level item.
Some even say that the absolute memory ability, which is currently classified as microscopic, should also be classified as strategic to some extent, because the role it can play varies greatly in the hands of different people. If it is in the hands of ordinary people, it is just a gimmick for TV, but in the hands of extremely smart researchers, it has a strategic-level influence!
The perfect strategic level means that no matter which series of extraordinary people, they will not be able to restrain him. In other words, the perfect strategic level has absolute suppressive power over the strategic level of every series. It is possible that the destructive power and impact caused by the perfect strategic level are not much stronger than those of the defective strategic level.
However, in front of these flawed strategic-level creatures, the perfect-level creatures seemed to be able to decide their life or death, like a "god"!