The simple house looks no different from the first day, but although the cabinets are arranged in a straight manner, there is more dust around them than in other places.
It seems to be falling down due to collision movement.
When Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu came in, they took the opportunity to observe it because they had no chance to enter the actor's private territory before.
——Maybe there are opportunities, but compared to the price that might have to be borne, they have no choice to take risks.
Yu Xing was a little concerned about what the actor said. He looked at the actor's bed. There seemed to be some messy strips of torn sheets left on it. I guess there had been a fight.
He imagined the scene again, his face slightly strange.
Can't imagine...
"Are you here to make a deal with me?" The actor calmly put down the teacup, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the two of them as if he was looking at them.
Although he seemed a little lazy, his spine was straight and he had a demeanor that was sinking into his bones.
"Take it." Yu Xing didn't get close, and put his pocket in place, "Yiqing won't agree to you, and it's me who made the deal with you, so I won't pull anyone else in."
The implication is that even if the actor wants Zhao Yijiu to do anything.
"Okay." The actor agreed very easily. He pulled a strand of hair hanging from his ears behind other ears, raised his eyes, and stared at Yu Xing with a light-colored eyeball, "Then use you to exchange information with me."
Zhao Yijiu interrupted: "The excessive request cannot be done. At worst, the information is not needed."
"Hey... your captain said it was a deal between two people." The actor chuckled, and his tone suddenly turned gloomy after half a sentence: "How can you speak, little thing."
Zhao Yijiu looked like a move, strode forward, and supported her arms on the actor's tea table, looking down at the actor from above, with a gloomy and indifferent look. From the visual effect, it was impossible to tell which of the two of them was even more gloomy: "Compared with you, I am not small."
This posture made the tight muscles on his arms more conspicuous, as if showing off his might.
Indeed, he has a relatively large muscle mass.
Zhao Yijiu still remembers what the actor's Nineths film did to him. Now their strength gap is not as big as before. He will never allow this person to regard him as an optional ant in this high tone.
Moreover, he was really resentful to the actors. Every time he saw him, although his psychological shadow was no longer mentioned, the corners of his mouth still seemed to be aching.
Zhao Yijiu sneered coldly, expressionless: "If you are talking about age, then you are indeed an old person."
The actor slowly looked up, looked at him with interest, and reached out to Zhao Yijiu's arm, as if he wanted to touch how hard his muscles were: "If you say that, Ah Xing is actually an old thing."
Just when his fingertips were about to touch Zhao Yijiu, Zhao Yijiu pulled out a knife from somewhere and stabbed it hard on the table with the momentum that pierced the back of the actor's hands.
The actor naturally shrank his hand very quickly, but he still touched the cold blade. His hand was fine, but the blade quickly climbed up the dense red pattern from the point he touched, and then dissolved and collapsed along the pattern.
With a few clicks, a knife shattered instantly.
"Oh, what a pity." The actor rubbed his fingertips and said his plan in a very calm tone, "If you are slower, you will be the one who broke it."
Yu Xing was very close to him, so he could naturally feel the curse power attached to the actor when he reached out.
The actor and his power are of the same origin, and they will have a little more or less sensing when used, but their power is different after being merged with the body. The actor's red patterns seem to be more aggressive and sharper.
One thing the actor said was wrong. If Zhao Yijiu did not realize what he wanted to do and reacted a little slower, then Yu Xing would take action in time, and it would be impossible for the actor's devastating curse to fall on Zhao Yijiu.
"You are underestimating me." Zhao Yijiu had no regrets that knife was just an ordinary thing, not even a sacrifice, but he was thinking that it would be great if he could hit the pierce just now.
"With your current strength, I won't overestimate anything about you." The actor smiled, "Actually, I still prefer the way you didn't know how to speak before. Now this mouth is a bit annoying. Otherwise, melt your tongue?"
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: "You can try it."
Zhao Yijiu was also very calm, without any awareness of being threatened by a real-level deducer.
He was not stupid, and there were more than two of them here, and Yu Xing was there. When the actor pulled him into the Yin-Yang Gallery alone, he was very quiet and did not do anything to make the actor angry.
Arrogance can also be divided into occasions.
Listening to the maintenance in Yu Xing's words, the actor finally felt a little bored between his eyebrows. He rubbed his forehead: "I really don't want to touch you when Ah Xing has time to stop him. Then... after going out, I will torture your brother."
Zhao Yijiu: "You——"
Yu Xing stepped forward and pulled Zhao Yijiu away, staring at the actor with a smile: "I really want to attack Zhao Mou. With your personality, you should only say it if you torture it thoroughly, and you won't preview it in advance. Teacher, you are just joking, right?"
The actor looked at him without saying anything.
Yu Xing pulled down the chair and sat down, smiling and said, "Are you talking about trading? Why do you do it with such a stiff atmosphere? Come on, come back to the topic, don't be angry, you're angry and hurt your body."
The last five words are a bit long, and you say that you should not be angry, but it sounds like you wish the other party would hurt your body.
"Come on, have a cup of tea, I'll pour it for you myself." Yu Xing's smile widened and he pushed the tea in front of the actor.
The actor lowered his eyes and thought about something, but his face was not considered good. It was not the actor's ease of performance, and the joy and sadness were all traces of exaggeration, but a deeper silence.
Zhao Yijiu thought to himself that the actor seemed to be in a very bad mood at the moment, not because of his provocation, but as if he had thought of something else.
A few seconds later, the singer picked up the tea given by Yu Xing and looked at the reflection in the clear tea water. He said with a smile and sighing: "Young Master, you are not like this."
No one knew what he was referring to, and heard him sigh, "...I don't have to do this."
After saying that, he turned his hand and poured all the tea on the ground.
This was the first time he had rejected something that Yu Xing gave him.
During the Republic of China, as an actor, he never refused any gifts from the young master to his friend, ranging from a painting to a stone with a special appearance.
After tearing apart the disguise, as an enemy, he never refused any insults or malice from Yu Xing. Even the open conspiracy that Yu Xing disdains to hide, such as the time he targets Han Yan, was suffered.
But the actor refused this cup of tea and he couldn't drink it.