Chapter 23

"Can I refuse?"

Angelica shook the business card, feeling that there was something bad about it.

Today, or rather, at this moment.

In Angelica's eyes, the mysterious killer barely looked like a normal person - although normal people would not casually hand out business cards for special jobs to former "victims".

The shadow stopped above Angelica's head, and Fuheshier waited patiently, staring at the prey with his eyes.

"Really?"

He seemed to chuckle, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth did not change.

After a brief shock, Angelica was finally able to observe the other person's leisurely mood: the man who was as strong as a mountain was dressed quite simply, to the point of simplicity. A tight black T-shirt, a pair of loose gray trousers, and even the shoes are the most basic black without any design.

Precisely because of the simplicity, the incredible sense of power of the human body revealed under the clothes is even more surprising.

...Even if it's a tight-fitting T-shirt...it's so tight...isn't it too exaggerated?

Angelica's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the other party's overly obvious muscle lines, especially the extremely clear abdomen.

To be able to practice like this...does he work part-time at the gym?

Or is this guy extremely talented?

Angelica thought about it and found a surprising point: this guy's job, or identity... seems really complicated.

"Of course."

"And please take this back."

Just like Fuheshier when he handed over his business card, Angelica stretched out her hand, preparing to return the small card to its owner:

this If you plant something... and throw it away... who knows if such an elusive guy will find it; but! If Xu Lun accidentally discovers this kind of thing when he brings it back... it would be a trivial matter for the image of the perfect mother to collapse in an instant. It would be terrible if it brings some childhood shadow to the child!

Fuheishier looked down at Angelica's hair, and suddenly felt the urge to stretch out his fingers and press her head.

Angelica dressed up as usual at home today, a plain long skirt and a pair of light-colored leather shoes. The long blond hair is braided into a braid, quietly passed around the shoulders and placed in front of the body.

Because the shadows surrounded her from all sides, she was filled with a vague sadness.

"Which bank?"

"Huh?"

Fuheishier grabbed Angelica's palm and squeezed it in, crumpling the business card directly in her palm. At the same time, he spoke nonchalantly, without any regard for the other person's opinions and reactions.

...

He is really a hard-to-communicate bastard.

When she made up her mind to refuse, Angelica was already prepared to be ignored.

After all, judging from the opponent's performance these two times, this guy has the word "self" written all over him from top to bottom.

However, this kind of behavior that transcends the boundaries of interpersonal communication can be done so easily... It really refreshed Angelica's weak understanding of him once again.

It seems that he has to be entangled today...!

Considering that the other party has extraordinary skills, eccentric personality, and now he wants to show off one after another, Angelica thought about it and decided to maintain a harmonious relationship with him for the time being.

He is okay talking to himself at the moment, but it just makes people feel that his own domain has been forcefully invaded.

What if he becomes angry and attacks again...

Thinking of this, Angelica couldn't help but touch her neck very quickly when she retracted her hand.

If there was a chance, Angelica would like to touch his neck: at least she should return the original misfortune to him, right? The senseless "revenge" in the dream could not offset the resentment in her heart at all.

"Okay."

"Siling Bank."

Huh?

After hearing the name, Fuheishier couldn't help but look at the woman next to him: Maybe she could see such a big sign in front? ?

Is she blind?

...I'm not blind...!

After following Fuheshier, the living navigator, and arriving at the destination in just five minutes, Angelica was able to understand the strong disapproval in this expressionless guy's heart.

Although the signboard is big, it is like "a leaf blocking the eyes".

When walking alone in a strange place, if no one points it out in time, it is very likely that you will keep going in circles in the same place, right?

Angelica silently walked to the counter under Fuheshier's gaze, gritting her teeth secretly during the process.

No...not just touch his neck...if you have a chance, touch his head too!

In her mind, Angelica imagined using a badge to mark the other party, and then how to vent her anger.

"Don't move—!!!"

"Put your hands up—!!!"

"Especially all you tellers—stand up—quickly!!!"

"Don't even think about giving them to me. Press the alarm secretly! !"

Angelica had just sat down and put her small cross-body bag on the cold table when several harsh words came from the door behind her. It was the panic of the surrounding crowd.

Even if I don't look back, I can tell just by listening to the voice...

Am I so unlucky?

Was it the way I went out that was wrong...or was it the way I came back that was wrong?

Should I find a shrine to ward off any bad luck?

Originally, Angelica didn't really believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, and even luck was only used to cheer herself up occasionally.

But now... one after another events made her realize: Either the world is unscientific, or there is something wrong with herself!

……

ah!

Angelica was shocked: The world is indeed unscientific, and I... do have some small problems.

OK, I understand everything.

"Hey -! You woman! What are you doing?"

Angelica was just a few seconds behind the others, but the bank robber had already sent someone out impatiently, saying angrily He approached with the wooden warehouse and asked her to squat down with the others with her head in her hands.

This group of robbers was fully equipped and uniformly dressed, and each one wore a black hood, making it impossible to see their true identity.

What's even more exaggerated is that everyone has weapons full of threats in their hands.

Obviously, this was a premeditated gang crime. Looking at the situation, the intention was very big.

"Sorry——her Japanese is not very good, she can only understand English——"

"I, right now! Help you! Explain to her - really - please -!"

Just when the robber was about to hold Angelica's mouth against Angelica, a fair-skinned foreign woman with short blond hair suddenly He came closer, hugged her arm tightly, and at the same time waved his other hand in a particularly exaggerated way, explaining to the robber in a strange Japanese accent.

"Hmph——!"

"You better not be up to something -!"

"Listen - put all the mobile phones in this empty bag for me -! Move faster -!!!"

Maybe It was the extra "preferential treatment" given to beautiful women, or perhaps the other party's unusually awkward terms added to the credibility of the foreign friend's identity. In the end, the robber stopped moving and just looked at the two women in front of him coldly.

"Listen to me, don't resist, squat down quietly, wait for

Rescue."

The blond woman leaned close to Angelica's ear and "translated" for her in a serious manner.

Where did she come from?

Angelica blinked, feeling the other person's breath hitting her ears accurately every time, which made her feel more and more itchy.

"OK!"

In order not to embarrass this kind person who came to rescue her, Angelica obeyed the other person's instructions quite obediently. At the same time, under her leadership, she walked to the semi-peripheral of the crowd.

"Ha."

Just as she knelt down, she heard a familiar chuckle.

As soon as he turned his head, the man named Fuhe Shi'er, who was both a killer and a part-time cowherd, was squatting next to him in a leisurely manner, with an interesting smile on his face.

? ? ?

Why is this guy still here?

This was the first question that came to Angelica's mind.

This guy who comes and goes without a trace...is also afraid of hot weapons?

This was the second question that came to Angelica's mind.

What's that ugly thing on this guy's shoulder? ! ! !

This was the third question Angelica couldn't help but ask after being irritated.

After catching Angelica's gaze, the smile on Fushihe'er's face became even stronger. He stretched out a hand, then put his thumb and index finger together and made a rubbing motion back and forth.

What's the meaning?

Angelica didn't react immediately. After her brain processed the information that was almost overloaded, she blinked: Does this mean you have to pay for it?

This guy...

I have to say that at this moment, Angelica had an incredible suspicion in her mind: Is the reason why this guy hasn't left yet just because he knows that a robbery will happen here? Is he staying here just to make a fortune as a "killer"?

He failed to attract Angelica's attention as a "Cowherd", and now he has found another way and decided to win back the victory through force?

It should, but it won't.

Angelica silently reflected on herself: I always feel that my recent thinking is a bit one-sided and extreme... It is always easy to think of others as abnormal, or in other words, not serious... This is really inappropriate.

I'm just an ordinary person, how could I attract the attention of abnormal people?

"You——! Put the cash in this bag for me!"

The robbers were still busy, and their eyes were as wide as bells.

So... do I have to pay or not...?

Angelica was at war with herself: on the one hand, she really didn't want to have anything to do with Fuhe Shi'er; on the other hand, she didn't want to let a vicious incident happen before her eyes.

If only... I could solve my current predicament on my own...

But, without touching, the badge cannot be marked. Without badges, all manipulation is empty talk.

"Don't worry!"

"Our police have already made a plan!"

"We will catch them all

in a moment!" Next to the troubled Angelica, there was another short-haired woman who seemed to be squatting obediently. He also came to her side, his tone was firm, his expression was sharp, and his face showed indomitable courage and confidence.

oh……?

Angelica looked to the left. On the left was a strange and kind-hearted blond woman holding her arm and refusing to let go. Angelica

looked to the right. On the right, she nodded silently to her, then pretended to be scared again and lowered her head in silence. The female police officer;

Angelica looked in front of her, and in front of her was the bastard killer who was rubbing his fingers with a smile, with "He can make a lot of money again" written all over his face.

It turns out... my understanding of "everything" is still not enough.