The knights were fighting fiercely in the jousting competition, and they were in the thirty-first-floor guest room of the Royal Hotel Hedland.
Flavia and Duran stared closely at the live broadcast of the game on the TV.
Sissi Flavia clutched the lottery ticket tightly and her words showed she was overjoyed.
"Hey! Dulan! This little sister can make me rich! Hahahahahahahaha!"
Ms. Duran remained unmoved, and the white snake transformed by the soul's power clung to her shoulder, constantly sending the calculation results of the knight's contest back to its owner's mind.
"Something's wrong! Flavia! There's something wrong with this woman!"
Flavia: "What's wrong?"
Duran: "The combat effectiveness displayed by the female prisoner G117 has exceeded the estimate of the [timeline], and the result of the game is different from its expected deduction result."
"Isn't that quite normal!" Flavia held a bag of fresh milk in her mouth and said indifferently: "You are not at the scene, and your soul power cannot collect more information. How can it calculate accurately?"
"Despite this, the deviation value of this calculation result is too large!" Dulan seriously corrected: "Her next opponent is a master of using guns - the content of the duel is based on the use of weapons manufactured by Thompson Arms Company [encore·
Brother An丨One more song] Single-shot pistol competition."
Little White Snake lay on the TV, trying to compare the essences of the two, and predict the outcome of the gunfight from various indicators such as the condition of the finger joints and other parts of the body, respiratory rate, environment, wind direction or humidity.
"This kind of dueling gun has a simple and reliable structure. The barrel can be replaced to fire various ammunition, even rifle shells and shotgun shells."
Duran held Flavia's cheek, asking Flavia to see clearly the movements of the two people on the ring.
"Look carefully, the g117 chooses the .454 caull wildcat bullet. It uses a small rifle primer. The pressure inside the bullet case is extremely high. The muzzle velocity is over 580 meters per second. It is a powerful pistol bullet."
"Her opponent Tang Ji uses a .50ae - to defeat the opponent with one shot without leaving any suspense. Even if the opponent is shot at the same time, the G117's will to fight will be destroyed."
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"My white snake has predicted that g117 will lose this duel."
"They are all excellent shooters. Within a distance of twelve yards, they will never miss the first shot."
"G117 and Tang Ji will be shot at the same time, and G117's right arm will be broken and he will lose his combat ability. However, Tang Ji's chest injury will not affect his combat effectiveness. He can make up the second bullet to finish the opponent."
"What's the result? Look clearly! Flavia!"
In the picture transmitted by the TV, the two gunmen had already raised their Angor pistols and were leaning back to back.
Tang Ji kissed the gun in his hand, hoping that the goddess of luck would take care of him. The [Duet] in his hand was very reliable. With his dueling skills, there was no chance that the g117 would win.
If you have watched "Domestic Lingling Paint", this gun is a powerful killing weapon in the hands of The Man with the Golden Gun.
Xueming was calm and composed, and when she held the gun, it was like holding another part of her body.
I'm afraid these criminals have no idea how many bullets the person participating in the duel ceremony in front of them has fired, how many beasts she has killed, and how many lives she has on her hands.
For the eldest sister, shooting is as natural as breathing, and she is in a selfless [flow] state almost anytime and anywhere.
Edward the butler began to count.
The two of them stepped forward, each heading towards a corner of the ring.
Taking ten long steps to reach a distance of twelve yards, Edward shouted at the same time.
"Start the fight!"
The crack of bullets sounded!
At that moment, two balls of blood exploded from the auditorium on both sides!
Tangji boy didn't know what happened! It happened too fast and suddenly!
The feel of turning around and shooting is very good, and the trigger force and primer response are just right! Why didn’t the g117 fall down? It didn’t get hit!
Why didn't I get shot? Both her and I missed the shot?
Tangji boy doesn’t understand! He simply can’t understand what just happened!
Until g117 threw away his firearm and stepped forward with his fist raised menacingly!
Tang Ji's boy panicked and pried open An Ge's muzzle, preparing to change the bullet and shoot again to end the contest.
Everything is too late, too late.
The eldest sister raised her fists and beat this spear master into the next Beichen.
When his consciousness dimmed, Tang Ji was still mumbling——
"——Why? My first shot couldn't have been missed..."
why?
Under the education of Fist, his mind gradually became brighter, and he finally thought about a terrifying fact.
Within a distance of twelve yards, it is very easy to hit the enemy.
So is there a possibility? Judging from the ballistic deduction just now, it is just like the fragments of bullets colliding and splashing into the auditorium!
This woman——
——Intercepted my bullet with a .454 flathead bullet!
The muzzle velocity of the .50AE is 480 meters per second!
Even if I pull the trigger at the same time, the wildcat bullet is faster than it! It will reach the muzzle of my gun earlier.
She only needs to aim at the barrel of the gun to win this huge gamble!
Who is this? This kind of courage and determination, the judgment when facing the threat of death, and the courage to throw away the gun and charge at the first time, as if everything was as she expected! In her
Is this expected?
At this moment——
——I, Tanguy McLaren, don’t have any strength to fight back.
I feel humiliated and inexplicably jealous!
But I also feel beautiful and powerful!
This woman!
She no longer needs the care of Lady Luck!
She surpasses the Gun Jesus! Compared to her, I, who spends every day holding a gun, burning incense, bathing, and praying for God’s care! I am so weak and powerless!
...
...
The TV broadcast was unable to explain what exactly happened in the gunfight just now.
Dulan was confused, but his expression was serious——
"——Look! Flavia, this result is completely different from what I predicted."
Flavia was immersed in the joy that her huge gambling capital was about to be paid off.
"Well done! Well done to her! I don't care how she does it! As long as it helps me win money, both white and black cats are good cats!"
"Flavia, didn't you hear the background music?" Dulan reminded his female companion, and the white snake gently slapped the little black snake's face: "Have you, this poisonous snake, been in Hedland for too long?
Are you paralyzed by the life of sensuality, horse racing, and debauchery?”
"You mean..." Flavia finally came back to her senses, stared closely at the surveillance camera in the house, and whispered to Duran with a guilty conscience: "She is..."
Duran: "That's right."
Flavia: "Did she play the music in the arena?"
Duran: "That's right."
Flavia: "This means..."
Duran: "Yes."
Flavia: "She's the warden...the warden is a woman?"
Dulan suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness, which lasted for a long time.
White Snake steeled herself and roared at Flavia with her master.
"This is Green Day's song! At the airport! Airport! I have never seen many guys in my life who can change their destiny! They have such strong willpower! Such pure spiritual power, such explosive soul power!
Can't you figure out who she is?"
Flavia finally remembered the two numbers fe04863 and fe.
"Oh! Oh oh oh oh oh!~"
She opened her mouth and began to scream and scream.
"He actually changed..."
Before Flavia could finish speaking, Duran stuffed his fist into his companion's mouth——
——With Flavia's pliable disaster beast-blooded body, and her weird masseter muscles like a snake's kiss, she can swallow the fist of her female companion just by opening her mouth.
"Listen, my dear Sissi, no matter what we say or do now, we can't escape the surveillance of the warden. You have to think clearly."
"I know! I know! I know!" Flavia's eyes were filled with tears: "It's okay! It's okay, I can do it! No matter whether you're a man or a woman!"
"You shameless, heartless green tea bitch!" Dulan cursed: "Our relationship is over!"
Right now, right now.
Claudia Als Duran could no longer stand her lover's fickleness and unfaithfulness.
This little black snake bitch went on a date with another man. They hugged and kissed, but Dulan turned a blind eye.
But at this moment, Flavia seemed to be possessed. She actually dared to write all the infidelities and betrayals on her face in front of her lover, which almost made Ms. Duran helpless and furious.
"It's too late! Sissi!"
Duran emphasized, holding back tears, and wanted to show off his cards to Flavia.
"I have saved you so many times! I have sacrificed so much for you! Why do you still have to hurt me again and again!"
Flavia didn't realize it at all——
——She is like a little girl who has not grown up.
For those who give blood to the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, the body that coexists with the essence of the disaster beast will change their mental state and change their soul.
This is also the source of the white snake and black snake soul forms.
Flavia didn't take Duran seriously at all, or that Duran had so many complex emotions and would care about his lover's loyalty. This is what makes people feel strange.
Among the people in the Little Brotherhood, Duran has the weakest combat ability. He has almost no combat ability in [Timeline] and is a very gentle spirit.
"Whatever you want."
Flavia curled her lips and shrugged helplessly.
"But before [burning incense and bathing], we were still in the same boat, right?"
This [burning incense and bathing] refers to the code name for the operation to escape from the Hedland Royal Hotel and go to District 48 to assist Xueming in wiping out drug lords.
Du Lan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Yes, I won't care about you from now on. Whatever you do! I don't care anymore! We are over..."
"Hey..." Flavia finally realized something. She was like a child who had just realized that she had done something wrong and had just received a sky-high bill from her parents in a devastated toy store: "Hey, Gram
Laudia – you’re kidding me, right?”
Dulan changed his clothes and prepared to go to the hall.
She didn't reply, thinking about the past, she started crying again.
For the gay community, the relationship between men and women is very different.
Rainbow-colored love, if men can maintain it for a week, it is considered a golden wedding.
In orange-flavored love, women usually choose one and hold hands until they grow old.
This phenomenon is not determined by gender, but by needs.
The relationship between Duran and Flavia is more like that of sisters or mother and daughter, spanning love to family affection.
They need each other and are needed.
Flavia is much more greedy——
——For this crazy girl from the Crazy Butterfly Sect, there are too many beautiful scenery in the world, and she is one of the best playboys.
"Claudia Als Duran! Wait for me! Wait for me!" Flavia changed her clothes and ran out, grabbing Ms. Duran's arm, "You were just joking.
,right?"
Duran still didn't speak.
Flavia then ruffled her hair, scratching her head and thinking.
"I admit, I did make you angry. Don't be so stingy. What will I do without you? You are very good, really very good... How about I give you a hug? I'll let this matter go.
?”
Dulan tilted his head slightly——
——Flavia was frightened by the blood-red eyes.
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[part·remnants of the soul]
At this moment, manager Mana suddenly appeared. He seemed to have emerged from the ground, with strong curiosity in his eyes. He looked at the two Morpho VIPs and immediately went up to show his kindness.
"Ladies, do you need any help?"
Dulan didn't reply and didn't look good.
Flavia immediately became happy when she saw Mana's beautiful face.
"She ignored me...Mr. Marner. She said she wanted to live separately from me - look at what this is all about."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mana closely followed the two of them, followed Duran's quick and powerful steps, and followed Flavia's side.
"You want me to prepare a candlelight dinner for you two? A romantic dinner can repair the rift in love. What do you think?"
Flavia nodded: "Okay! Can you pour me wine?"
"Madam, this is not possible. You can only look at her, K101." Mana held up Flavia's face, twisted her chin, and asked her to concentrate on looking at the prisoner's number: "
You see clearly."
At that moment——
——A strong and terrifying psychic tide surrounded these two little fraternity girls!
Dulan suddenly turned around, only to see Flavia, who was unconscious, with her eyes shrunken and her cheeks held by Marner's manager, as if she couldn't move or breathe!
This is a soul power attack! It is a soul power attack made by Manager Mana on Flavia!
"Did you see clearly?" Brother Mana's eyes were gloomy, persistent and firm.
Flavia found it difficult to describe the scenery she saw in the optic nerve area.
At that moment——
——Dulan seems to have split into several people.
Specifically, soul clumps of different colors.
Five groups of colors appeared in a cloud. They seemed to be quarreling, biting each other, and fighting for dominance.
There is a warm yellow soul that keeps apologizing to Flavia and other souls.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have indulged her. It's because I'm not good enough and it's my fault."
"We have been together for more than ten years. If we just give up like this - I don't know what I will do in the future..."
"I'm not good enough, I'm not good enough...it's not her fault."
Immediately afterwards, a bright red soul roared with Flavia.
"You're such a lazy bitch! Why do you want me to serve you?"
"Do you think you are powerful? You rely on the toxins created by your soul to kill people! How amazing? Without me, you are nothing! Without my guidance! You would have died long ago!"
"What's that attitude of yours? You just hugged me and took her away? Even if you take off your clothes and kneel down to beg for mercy! I will never forgive you!"
Flavia looked away - the blue soul was leaning on Duran's right arm, whispering.
"This bitch is hopeless. There's something wrong with her brain——"
"——It's probably because the disaster beast's blood broke through the blood-brain barrier, it's considered an old cerebral thrombosis."
"You can find someone more suitable. After all, you just enjoy the process, right?"
"It doesn't matter who our partner is, we should care about our own feelings."
In the end, there is a confrontation between two souls, one black and one white.
The black one, Dulan, has a gloomy expression and looks like he wants to eat someone.
"What about this loser who has failed to achieve anything but is prone to failure? Let's find an opportunity to kill her? Kill her? How about that? Dulan?"
"With the ability of [Timeline], it should be very simple to do these things. Choose an invincible opponent for her, or simply leave her in Hedland - we and the warriors of Ao Mingde will fly away and leave her alone."
If the tasks in District 48 are successfully completed, everything will be easy to talk about."
"You can also feel the illusion of [love] from the pheromones in your body. It will be controlled by emotions, which means you are weak and you must become stronger!"
The white Dulan had no expression on his face, was very quiet, and spoke slowly with a soothing tone.
"Calm down, Claudia - she calls you Claudia, like when you first met."
"Let's wait, wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turn for the better?"
Then the white soul suddenly turned its head and stared at Flavia blankly.
"You must belong to me! You must belong to me! You must belong to me!"
These mixed and chaotic spiritual bodies finally converged into a whole -
——Gathered into a white snake.
It is Ms. Duran's spirit and power, her soul.
Manager Mana let go of his hand and whispered to Flavia.
"This is an additional service I'm giving away, and it's free of charge."
After saying this, the manager left through the gate of heaven, as if his arrival was also the order of the warden.
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In the control room, the manager had just emerged from the darkness. He came to the warden and reported on the work situation.
"I've already done what you asked me to do."
Warden: "How are they? Are they still quarreling?"
Marner: "There shouldn't be any noise."
The warden breathed a sigh of relief and said the same thing as the little black cat: "That's good, that's good. I see them hugging and kissing each other, throwing pillows at each other, and playing games together. It's so sweet that my teeth fall out.
If we break up because of something like this, that's not okay, it's not okay."
Mana was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question.
Then the warden said.
"Your soul power can identify people's inner scenery and analyze the contents of the soul - help me analyze it in detail."
Marner: "Who?"
The warden pointed to the contest site.
"That's her, g117 - when she first entered Hedland Prison, you should have had close contact with her. What does her soul look like? How many pieces will it break into? Did you hear any strange sounds? They will
say something?"
Mana seemed to recall something extremely terrifying, and his expression became strange.
"Are you talking about Gloria? Female prisoner g117?"
The warden nodded.
Mana thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable adjective.
"Master Warden, most of the criminals serving time in Hedland have [crime] on them, such as robbers, murderers, and rapists, and there will be one or two souls with them - that is the cry of the victim.
Shouting and wailing, the mental landscape remains in their hearts."
"Even if these criminals are unrepentant, have no compassion, confess to the crimes they committed, and feel that they have done nothing wrong from beginning to end - these remnants of their souls will still remain with them as evidence of their guilt."
"No one can be ruthless, even if it is a crime of passion, this kind of powerful soul fluctuation, the horrific murder ritual of sacrificing a life, will leave strong traces afterwards."
Warden: "Where is g117?"
Marner: "The day she came to Hedland, I saw a team of nearly a thousand people on the bridge."
The warden didn't understand for a while.
"So many prisoners came to report that day? Oh no, I have to ask the kitchen to prepare more food..."
Mana explained matter-of-factly.
"The evidence of guilt on her body! It almost makes my brain explode! Warden! There are nearly a thousand ghosts behind her, but no split soul can be seen - my soul power tells me. She has been there from beginning to end.
Without saying a word of nonsense, the [7 Stas] beside her was broken into more than thirty pieces on the spot, and her soul often ran to other places to play, wanting to touch and touch everything she saw."
Mana frowned and whispered to the warden.
"I only heard a very special sound from g117."
He brought the warden's milk tea bottle and the small fan next to the massage chair in the monitoring room.
Tear open the mouth of the milk tea bottle, and then use a small fan to blow the water.
"This is the sound of sand carrying blood and mist in a strong wind - this is the sound I heard."
The warden looked stern and spoke after a while.
"I understand the truth, can you not waste my milk tea?"