When Deng Huailing broke through the wall, he was not hindered by anything.The pitch-black one-way glass shattered into thousands of small pieces, and jingling bells fell all over the ground, like wind chimes ringing crisply.

He came earlier than Rosie and Parisa, and stayed in the private room three meters behind each other for a long time, watching the slender figure through the one-way glass all night.Rosie's back is very recognizable, except for the eye-catching long hair, that person's back is always as straight as a snowy green bamboo, wrapped in sharpness and vigor, people can't help but give birth to the desire to destroy, and use thisBamboo bends.

The McGill Bar is a family business that Rolla took over. Before entering the Lost City, she specially dug up the internal structure diagram 80 years ago, and helped Deng Huailing to confirm the optimal sniper position, which is next to the railing on the second floor.Rosie occupies the position.

It is impossible for Rosie to give up this commanding height, so Deng Huailing arranged a holographic projection on the first floor in advance to attract Rosie's attention, and he himself only needs to sit in the private room behind the other party and wait.Facts have proved that he is familiar with Rosie to a certain extent. Although that person can play with all weapons, he still prefers sniper rifles, and the threats he uses are exactly the same as Deng Huailing imagined.

He intentionally played with Rosie, manipulating the holographic projection to shoot himself.Of course, it was more for tactical purposes. As long as Rosie hesitated for a few tenths of a second in front of his tricks, Deng Huailing would have the confidence to rush out from behind the glass and completely control Rosie.

The glass shards flew, unexpectedly, until Deng Huailing pressed Rosie to the ground, and put the saber on the opponent's neck, the person in his arms showed no signs of fighting back.He pulled Rosie's shoulders and turned her around forcefully, only to see that the other person's eyes lost their spirit, and he stared at him blankly, like a taxidermy butterfly.

A belated tear rolled down the corner of his eye and slipped into Rosie's hair.Rosie already understood that it was a holographic projection that died, but the shock and sadness would not disappear immediately. The picture of Deng Huailing shooting still appeared in front of his eyes, as if the treasure he guarded wholeheartedly was severely smashed to pieces.

"Huai Ling..." He sobbed sadly, making Deng Huailing involuntarily want to hug him tightly and gently kiss away the wet tears from his eyes, but what he said was:

"I'll give you fifteen seconds. Tell me what clues 'Ju' found in the previous location, or I'll do it."

Although Rosie's expression is reassuring, Deng Huailing has not forgotten the purpose of this trip and what she said when she first arrived in the Lost City.Even though it seems that the other party's words are full of doubts, after all, Rosie said it himself, no matter what the reason is, it makes him very concerned.

He is an extremely vengeful person. When he was beaten up by gangsters when he was a child, he sacrificed his sleep time to practice swords. He squatted on the only way for those people with a knife on his back for ten consecutive days. When he fought back, he almost stabbed one of them to death; Deng HuaiLing felt that it was not a good thing, and he had overdrawn his lifelong tenderness towards Rosie, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and he eagerly wanted Rosie to pay back.

Rosie's eyes changed complicatedly, from grief at first, to calmness, then to coldness inch by inch.He raised his hand and turned off the communication microphone by his collar, and gave a mocking low smile: "Is it fun, Deng Huailing? You think it's very interesting to lie to me with this kind of thing, and see how my heart breaks for you."?”

Deng Huailing was unmoved: "Heartbroken for me? I thought someone had no heart at all." With all his strength in his hand, the blade pressed against the opponent's throat even more heavily, "Save sweet words to coax you, SimmonsWell, this set is useless to me. Either leave a clue, or leave this life."

"Then come on, kill me." Luoxi sneered, grabbed the finger holding the knife, and pulled the blade towards his neck, "Don't you hate me? Give you a chance to get what you want, I voluntarilyMy body is transformed into a bionic person, just get rid of my consciousness, and you can be with Rosie."

The saber cut through the skin, Rosie didn't hold back, the blade was pushed deep into the neck, blood trickled down the blood groove.

The madman sincerely wanted to die by his knife.Deng Huailing felt cold behind his back, he began to realize that threatening Rosie with his life to hand over the clues was not a good choice, especially because Rosie was in a rage because of his fake death, that person was born not knowing how to bend overWrite.

"What are you afraid of?" Rosie gritted her teeth and said, with a determined look in her eyes, but there were still tears that did not disappear, "Isn't this what you have been thinking about? I am selfish, I am indifferent, and I am greedy for fame and fortune.I'm just a bonus in my heart—"

"Rosie!" Deng Huailing grabbed the opponent's wrist fiercely, grabbed the knife and threw it on the ground, the handle was still buzzing and trembling.He stretched out his hand involuntarily, covering Rosie's neck, knowing by feeling that the carotid artery was almost cut, which made his heart palpitate.The means used to play Rosie were also inflicted on him so uncomfortable.

The blood gushing from between his fingers quickly became viscous and congealed.Fortunately, in the Huanhai system, the speed of wound healing depends on mental strength. Deng Huailing raised his hand to press Rosie's wound.

"So you...don't hate me that much yet." Rosie said softly, with a hint of imperceptible affection in her voice.

This is a Luo Xi style apology, Deng Huailing heard it.The haughty leader he liked wouldn't approach him as intimately as Rosie would, asking him what he had done wrong and how he could improve.At most, Luo Xi would stop attacking him, soften his expression, and lower his voice, which was already the best he could do after guilt welled up in his heart.

Rosie realized that she still had a place in Deng Huailing's heart, and regretted her actions just now.Deng Huailing sighed, he could understand the other party's guilt, but it didn't mean this was what he wanted.

"I don't want your life. Let's make a deal again, just like in the garden a few days ago, I will show you something, and you tell me the clue of the last location."

"You, what deal are you going to do?" Rosie panicked, remembering the kiss in the garden, "everyone is here..."

Along with Dashawn and Cesina, all the real guests had already left, and the surroundings were covered with dark lines set by "spells", as well as bounty hunters who were ready to go.Since the two commanders lost contact at the same time, the two sides had no choice but to stop one after another, stand by and quietly gossip about the situation on the second floor.

Deng Huailing didn't care about other people's eyes at all, so he couldn't help but pull Rosie, and frankly dragged Rosie down the stairs.Rosie lowered her head in embarrassment, hoping to become transparent immediately. Although Parisa only said "this is your commander for this operation" during the handover, the soldiers of "Surgery" may not know him, but the commanders of both sidesSuch entanglement made him feel ashamed.

During the attention ceremony of all soldiers and hunters, Rosie was pushed to the center of the first floor by Deng Huailing.It was the place where Dashawn and the others had just stayed. Rosie raised her eyes, and the stars here were extraordinarily bright.

He turned around and asked Deng Huailing: "You want to show me..."

Before he finished speaking, Deng Huailing took off his sunglasses and put them on his face.Rosie stared at the suddenly darkened field of vision in a daze. The bar was already dark, and it was completely dark wearing sunglasses, but before he could ask again, Deng Huailing put his arms around his waist, bowed his head and kissed hisneck side.

That was the place where the saber was scratched, and it had almost healed in a short period of time, leaving only superficial scars.When Deng Huailing's tongue brushed the wound, Rosie snorted, and almost wanted to push him away to escape, but the painful and itchy feeling made his whole body go limp, and he couldn't exert his strength.

Deng Huailing licked the blood on the surface of the wound, giving Rosie the illusion of being grabbed by the neck, as if the other party was planning how to eat him up.He gradually forgot what this place was, with a seductive lust in his eyes, he raised his face unbearably, and looked at the vast starry sky.

——the starry sky.

A thunderstorm flashed through her mind, and Rosie stared at the ceiling, her eyes widening in disbelief.There is actually a pattern on the starry sky. Among the chaotic stars, some of them have disappeared, and the rest of them are arranged in a neat and regular pattern.

Who knows who wrote a word in cursive, "Will".

It's almost unbelievable, Rosie vividly remembers, when he looked up a minute ago, there was nothing.It can only be related to wearing sunglasses. The scientific explanation is that the stars are painted on the ceiling with both ordinary and special paints. You can only see the ordinary paint glowing with the naked eye. Only when these bright lights are filtered by polarizers can the real information be revealed.will show up.

The pair of polarized sunglasses that Deng Huailing carried with him was extremely lucky. As soon as that person entered the bar, he noticed the message in the starry sky.The reason why he stayed here was to get clues about the previous location from him.

Now his hypothesis has been verified. The clues set by Cesina's four locations are indeed words. By connecting them, one can know the truth that she could not tell in front of everyone at that time.This sentence may be very simple, but starting from the existing information, thousands of possibilities can still be extended.

Moreover, this is just a sentence, not the exact coordinates of the lock that buried the brain.He originally thought that what Cecina left for them should be a few strings of numbers, but in reality, that great man was far more unpredictable than they expected.

Rosie was concentrating on thinking, but Deng Huailing let him go, licked the blood from the corner of her lips, and asked nonchalantly, "How is it, did you see it?"

Only then did he realize what he had done with that person in full view."You can tell me to look up! Why do you want to do this..."

"So ambiguous?" Deng Huailing half smiled, and completed the second half of the sentence for him, "Are you so flustered because you're afraid that Simmons will be jealous?"

"Deng Huailing, I'll fuck your whole family—"

"I declare in advance that I am an orphan and I am the only one in the family."

"Have you played enough?" Rosie said angrily, "I'll complete the deal now and give you the clues to the last location, then you can get out and don't stand in the way of me."

Deng Huailing did not speak.Rosie was right, all he needed to do was remind him to look up, but he couldn't help but kiss the wound, sucking the blood out of it.When he got to the bottom of the matter, it was probably heartache and fear. He didn't want Rosie to die for him, but apart from this secret method, the other words he could find to express his concern were too low-key love words.