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I was embarrassed by his probing eyes = =, so I simply opened the door.

Sure enough, the man with the yellow hair and scar pointed a gun at us...

"Fuck! Why are you pointing your gun at someone again?" I finally couldn't help but curse...

"I thought it was some kind of monster, but it turned out to be just an elegant man in a tuxedo and a... little boy!" The man with the scarred yellow hair smiled contemptuously, but his nervousness could still be seen. After all...

Those who can enter here are definitely not good people.

"Who are you talking about, a little brat..." I lowered my eyes, my body had already returned to human form.

"Who the hell are you!" The man obviously ignored me...

"I'm just an ordinary deacon." A certain person named 384 said politely.

"Huh?" The man's eyes looked towards me again.

"Me? I just stopped by to see Charles~" I smiled harmlessly.

The tied figure paused.

"Really? I'm not interested in fighting you." He smiled sinisterly and grabbed Ciel's hair. "But have you brought anything?"

"Yes, here." After saying that, 384 took out something from his tuxedo.

"Bang!" I clearly saw the bullet pass through 384's head.

"3847!!!" I had completely forgotten that this scene happened. At that time, my pupils suddenly shrank, my mind went blank, and I kept repeating this scene.

I dragged 384's falling body.

"384! Don't, don't scare me!" My tears flowed down helplessly, and the man in my arms trembled, but I didn't feel it at all at the time.

At this time, several people in the painting and several people behind the door came out.

"Ha, haha! Hahaha! Little sister, surrender~" The man laughed wantonly.

"You... you all deserve to die..." I stood up, my eyes filled with bloodthirsty light, and my hair instantly turned silver and returned to its original appearance.

"The gates of hell are opened for you!" My magic voice made them blind, "I want you to die!"

I said this viciously, and except for Huang Mao, everyone else raised their guns and committed suicide.

"Eh?! Baga! You guys!" Huang Mao watched helplessly as his accomplices fell down one by one.

"As for you!" My eyes became redder and redder, "Flame of fire! Go to hell! You will never be reincarnated!"

"Ah!!!" That Huang Mao was immediately burned to ashes, and his soul had already gone to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Bang -" I knelt on the ground weakly, tears flowing freely.

Suddenly, a warm embrace hugged me.

"Sorry, I scared you..."

"384..." I was just immersed in this embrace...

"Hey! 3847! It's too disgusting!" Someone who was tied up said, "Hurry up and untie it for me!"

"Yes, my lord." 384 gradually stood up and walked towards Charles.

"Um, hello, Charles." I stretched out my hand, but unexpectedly he ignored me.

"My name is You Nuoxun, please give me some advice." I simply grabbed his hand and kept eating tofu.

"Miss Younuo, your hands..." Ciel twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Aiyou, why are you calling me Nasheng? Just call me Xiaoxun!"

"Little... Xun." Ciel was a little uncomfortable with calling.

"Then I'll leave it to you from now on!" I stretched out my hand, "I believe you will take me in~"

"Okay... I'll leave it to you, 3847." Charles turned his head awkwardly.

Hehe, the next step should be very interesting~

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Chapter completed!