(Two chapters in one)

Bai picked up the glass in his hand and took a sip gently, and the water in the cup was smooth and waveless.

“he~tui！” Vincent, feeling bored, spat on the side of the white chair and returned to his wine table.

Human beings are such evil creatures, and the violent struggle only adds fuel to the fire and arouses interest, and the reaction is as bland as a bucket of ice water poured on the head, dousing the fire.

"White, don't you teach him a lesson? You give a sentence... Give the line of words, and I'll help you. A big man next to him looked very angry and angry.

Dahan's companions all knew that he had been longing for Bai, but Bai didn't even remember his name.

"Bai didn't take Vincent seriously at all, and the same is true for you." His companion patted the big man on the shoulder to comfort him, but his mouth was like a knife and poked mercilessly in the heart.

Dahan was very hurt and poured himself a cup of depth charge.

In fact, don't look at these men who are ostensibly trapped in love, but the members of the underworld know that the processors and them are not the same species at all.

Processors are always cold, precise, and efficient, so to speak, machines in human skin, slicing open their chests, and perhaps seeing not a slowly beating heart, but a power core.

Falling in love with a processor is a disaster, this is the perception of every member of the Underworld.

Therefore, most people's longing for Bai is just lip service.

If Bai really accepted someone's mind one day, this person's first reaction must be to flee from here immediately, because his name is likely to appear on a processing order.

Just when everyone thought the farce was over, a small episode happened.

"The water of life, pure, without ice." The old flip phone appeared, and a line of white was typed out to show the bartender.

The bartender was puzzled, Bai is one of the very few guests who are not close to tobacco and alcohol, he doesn't even drink drinks, only drinks pure water, and the people in the bar call him "Drinking Girl", why do you suddenly want to drink today? And come up and ask for the water of life...

The alcohol content of this wine is as high as 96 degrees, which is higher than the medical alcohol content, and the burning sensation in the entrance is extremely obvious, and it will even damage the throat if you are not careful.

Drinking water hime, what's wrong with today? Hidden attribute awakening?

The bartender didn't ask much, and with the mentality of watching the excitement, he casually poured her a glass of water of life.

Bai picked up his glass and walked slowly to Vincent.

Vincent turned his head, looking a little surprised, and grinned, "Bai, have you figured it out?" So let's go now? My bed is huge, just roll out~"

Bai Wuyi, his little hand drove the wine glass to tilt slowly, and 96 degrees of alcohol poured down from the top of Vincent's head, wetting the head of the board and the beard on his face.

There was a dead silence around them for a moment, and Vincent froze.

With a flick of his left hand, he snatched the cigarette from Vincent's companion's mouth and pressed it on Vincent's head.

The 96-degree eaux-de-vie ignited in a flash, and the flames exploded, burning above Vincent's head, and as the alcohol spread downward, setting the entire area around his shoulders on fire.

"Ahhhh

"Ahh!!h Do you think he looks like... Hahahaha doesn't look like a Saiyan??!! The big man who liked white covered his face and laughed wildly, and his stomach was about to cramp.

"How do you speak? Obviously like a fire baby in a foreign cartoon! How to sing that song - gourd baby ~ gourd baby ~ seven babies on a vine ~ "The bartender has obviously undergone cultural export, and the pronunciation of the singing is quite standard.

The rough laughter came one after another, and it was not lively, only Vincent's companions stepped forward to help, although the corners of their mouths were also tugging at each other, but they were still more conscientious, and kept helping him to beat the flames.

Fights are common in bars, let alone in the underworld, and it's not uncommon for people to do this.

The burlesque is staged here every day, never stopping, and it seems to have become a regular entertainment, and there are always people who disagree and start disputes, the severity of which varies, sometimes just a fight, sometimes crippled or even killed.

There are not many rules here, and the criteria for judging right and wrong are very simple - the one who dies is wrong, and weakness is original sin.

The only rule is not to use thermal weapons in case of mass destruction.

The bartender brought two large buckets of ice water, easily held them flat on the bar, and then returned to his place and laughed.

Vincent's companion took the bucket and threw it on his head, the alcohol being washed away, sliding to the ground and burning before slowly extinguishing.

Vincent staggered to his feet, his face flushed, his hair burnt and twisted like a rice paddy field after a fire, and the distinctive burnt smell of protein wafted around him, like a wild boar roasted with hair.

The atmosphere began to become oppressive, and Vincent walked up to Bai and stared at her with tears in his eyes, which was very hideous and terrifying.

Everyone knew that the mad dog was about to start barking.

Under Vincent's killing intent, Bai did not show weakness, directly ripped off the buttons of his jacket, took off the shirt that might affect the fight and threw it aside, leaving only a sports bandeau.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

White skin is as its name suggests, the skin is as white as winter snow that has not yet melted, and unlike the soft figure of ordinary girls, as a professional processor, she has obvious traces of exercise, her body is straight, her tight waist and abdomen do not have any excess fat, and the vest line presents a cheetah-like graceful arc, which is delicate as if it was carved by God's own hands.

What shocked everyone the most was...

There are ditches.

It's still deep.

Visual inspection 36D.

The bartender stared at Bai, and his triangular eyes were directly round: "This 16 years old?!" ”

The hot body and the smell of conflict made everyone's emotions high, although most of them came from different organizations, and they only knew each other's names and ages and other conventional information, and they didn't know the details, and they usually just got together to have a good time.

But every time the iceberg girl in front of her takes on a task, she always returns peacefully, drinking a few glasses of water here alone, as if she is just doing such a mundane thing as washing her face and buying vegetables.

Therefore, even if Vincent is strong and weighs at least twice as much as Bai, the two are not a heavyweight at all, but there are many people who are optimistic about Bai.

Besides, all the men present are big men, and they don't support 36D, do they want to support that fire-based gourd baby?

Bar fights were common, but it wasn't uncommon for processors and mercenaries to fight each other, and the bars quickly filled up, with many people from other bars rushing over to watch and heckle when they got the news.

"Flatten him! Flatten him! Bian...", halfway through the roar, disappeared in a very short time, and the surroundings fell into dead silence again.

The cold wind blew in, and then the sound of the door closing.

"Click, click, click...", footsteps came.

10 years of training has taught Bai that when you play against someone, don't be distracted by any movement, because while you are staring at the other party's flaws, the other party is also staring at your flaws.

However, the sound of footsteps was so familiar that she suddenly remembered the heavy snow in her childhood and looked at it unconsciously.

At this moment, she lost her mind.

Vincent caught the flaw and struck hard, ready to shatter the white bone.

It's okay if your face is broken, so you don't have to worry about it in the future.

Under the influence of adrenaline, the brief moment was infinitely extended, and Vincent suddenly saw a white-gloved hand enter the field of vision, resting on his wrist.

Vincent's punch was pushed wide by the hand, and it brushed against Bai's cheek, failing to hurt him in the slightest.

Vincent's eyes were full of war, and he just wanted to fight with this nosy man, but the whole person froze in place.

Because, he saw those amber eyes clearly...

In the dead silence, whispers came:

"Smiling Demon..."

"Where has he been in the past 10 years? The intelligence system simply couldn't find him. ”

"He looks exactly like before, won't this guy be old..."

...

Chino stood on Vincent's side, holding his hand like a clumsy flying insect, and looked at Bai with a smile: "Long time no see." ”

After a brief loss of consciousness, Bai pressed the nine-square grid on it, and finally put it in front of Chino, and edited a line of words on the screen: "3743 days." ”

"You've really grown a lot, and if it weren't for your eyes, I almost wouldn't have recognized you." Chino took off his gloves and stroked her face affectionately, "Why did you fight with this man?" ”

Before Bai could respond, Vincent had already spread out his hand and forced a smile with a pale face: "Hey, Chino, long time no see." I didn't know Shiro was your person..."

"It doesn't matter who she is, it's the reason that matters. When two people fight, there must be a conflict. Conflict means that one person is right and the other is wrong. Chino looked at Vincent, his amber eyes filled with a smile, "So the question is, is this your fault, or hers?" ”

At the sight of Chino's smile, Vincent's hair stood on his back.

Mercenaries have always looked down on processors, there's no doubt about it.

But if there's one of the processors that makes the mercenaries fearful, it's the man in front of him.

Throughout the ages, the only person who could return from the hands of death was the smiling demon.

Vincent swallowed hard and forced a smile: "Chino, listen to me, it's just a small misunderstanding..."

Chino: "You haven't answered my question, whose fault is this?" ”

Before Vincent could speak, there was a sudden coquettish voice behind him: "Another fight? There's really something wrong! How many times have I told you guys, don't fight in my bar! Go eat the gold! Crawl!!! ”

Vincent's ass was suddenly kicked, he stood firm and looked back, shrunk his head and smiled, "Boss of the past." ”

Chou Xi shook his head and walked over: "Nuobao asked you, why didn't you answer?" ”

Vincent muttered, "I'm not afraid..."

At this time, Chino felt inexplicable: "What are you afraid of?" I just asked who was at fault, and I didn't do anything. How? In your eyes, am I the kind of pervert who kills people when they say the wrong thing? ”

Aren't you? Vincent couldn't bear to say this, and laughed: "My fault, my fault." ”

Chino: "Then you apologize to Shiro." ”

Vincent coughed lightly and bowed to Bai: "I'm sorry, Bai, it was all my fault just now." ”

Chino looked at Shiro: "Do you accept his apology?" ”

Bai looked sideways at the bar seat, which was stained with Vincent's freshly spit saliva, extremely rude.

White shook his head.

"Ahhh~" Chino smiled, his fingers clasped together, and he struck Vincent's throat like a poisonous snake.

"Click!" Vincent's throat bone was directly shattered, and he fell to the ground struggling and fluttering, and dense blood spots appeared in his eyeballs, and he quickly suffocated and stopped moving.

The audience was silent, everyone buried their heads and drank, not daring to look at this side.

Vincent's companions didn't dare to speak out, these mercenaries were all war wild dogs fighting for money, they didn't have any comradeship with each other, and they usually drank together just to relieve their boredom, so they wouldn't come out at this time.

"Nuobao, you started again, I really convinced you!" Chou Xi reluctantly thrust his waist and pointed to Vincent's corpse, "Come on, quickly drag the corpse away, the organs that should be picked from the body are all picked and stored in liquid nitrogen, don't waste it." Especially kidneys! The iPhone 20 will be out next month, and you can replace it with two..."

After Vincent's body was dragged away, Chino looked at the crowd in the bar and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but allow me to pay for all the drinks tonight." ”

After dealing with the matter here, Chino, Chou Xi, and Bai left the bar and changed places to eat.

Walking into the restaurant, Chino and Bai asked for a red velvet cake with sweetened milk, and Chou Xi asked for a special version of baked rice with engine oil.

While eating, Chino glanced sideways at Bai and couldn't help muttering: "Did the recipe in the processing warehouse change later?" How did you develop so well..."

Chou Xi picked up the rice and said: "If you are rich, there is plenty of protein at every meal, and there are fruits such as papaya after the meal." If you had eaten so well back then, it would have been estimated to be 1.9 meters. ”

Bai licked the cream from the corner of his lips, picked up his phone and typed a line to Chino: "If you ask for it, I'll go for surgery to cut it out, they will occasionally hinder movement during the mission." ”

"That's not going to cut it off, so be it." Chino smiled helplessly and asked Chou Xi, "How did you set up your life situation?" ”

Chou Xi took out his mobile phone, opened a document and handed it over: "Oh, look at it." ”

Chino took the phone and muttered: "Mu Xiaobai, a female high school student, a youth member of the shooting team, introverted, congenital aphasia, can't speak, died in a car accident... It's not too much of a problem, yes, so be it. ”

Chou Xi said lazily: "If you want me to say, you really picked up a treasure from the street." Bai's talent is excellent, not only is she proficient in all subjects, but she has broken several records you have left, including the order completion rate, more than 100% of the statistics, you are 99.99%, and she is 100%. ”

She immediately showed a mysterious smile: "Moreover, Bai is really similar to you back then-I like to eat sweet*** fast and slow processing, often read books and listen to music, and has a high artistic taste." Only he won't laugh. ”

Chino looked at Bai with some confusion: "Why don't you laugh?" ”

Bai picked up his phone and typed a line of words: "Why are you laughing?" ”

This really stopped Chino, and he didn't know how to answer.

Chou Xi explained: "In 'Emotional Deprivation and Expression Control Training', she has a perfect score for the only subject where you get a score of 0. ”

"Oh," Chino couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, I failed the course more than a dozen times back then, and Bai helped me make up for it." ”

Chou Xi: "By the way, how many days have you been here this time?" ”

Chino: "Four days." ”

"You come back for a different amount of time, longer or shorter, and it's a lot like some kind of consumption mechanism – the time you return to is exchanged for a specific medium. What is this medium? How do I get it? ”

Chino was silent.

He sighed and said, "This can't be asked, that can't be asked, the existence of this rule is really picky!" If you leave, I don't know how many years will come back next time. ”

Chino then spoke: "Well, but it doesn't make a difference to you, you're a android, you don't age." ”

"That's right." Chou Xi asked casually, "What are you going to do these days?" ”

Chino looked at Shiro and said deeply, "Travel, leave her some memories of this world." ”

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