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Apart from these two words, she didn't know what else to say on March 7th!
On the side, Cheng Che looked at Jeppard and pursed his lips, "I can give you the negatives."
Jeppard looked up blankly, his eyes filled with despair.
Is it still necessary to have negatives nowadays?
The Silver Mane Guards who followed Bronya to capture the fugitives all saw the photo, and they might be discussing it behind her back. My sister has also seen it, and maybe the Great Guardian will take a look to see what secrets are that make it hard for her to talk about it...
No need.
He, Jeppard, wanted to live on another planet.
Seeing Jeppard lowering his head with a look of great trauma, Xing sighed heavily, "Poor thing."
Another poor person who was tortured by Cheng Che and became stupid...
"Why do you want to give him the film?" Dan Heng wiped his hands, crossed his arms and looked at Cheng Che, "You don't seem like such a generous person."
Cheng Che glanced at the lost Jeppard and said calmly, "I want to ask him if he can call me brother-in-law."
Before he finished speaking, Jeppard raised his head suddenly, "No! Don't even think about it!"
Cheng Che: ...
"So determined..." Cheng Che muttered, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Dan Heng glanced at Jeppard who was once again disappointed, and patted Cheng Che's shoulder heavily, "Face the reality, your luck in love has been ruined by what you said."
"No." Cheng Che shook his head, stretched and walked to the side, "I think it can still be saved."
"Where are you going?" There was a hint of doubt in Xing's eyes.
"Bathroom." Cheng Che waved his hand, glanced at the footprints on the ground, and turned two corners.
In the winding alley, the woman with purple-red hair leaned against the wall with her arms folded across her chest, with a gentle smile on her face, "I'm here to invite you in person."
"Let me introduce myself, the Star Core Hunter, Kafka."
Chapter 81 Do you want to try it?
"Want to join the Star Core Hunters?"
Her long purple-red hair was casually grasped behind her head, with two soft strands of hair hanging down beside her cheeks, making her look very gentle.
Kafka had a smile on her face and was leaning against the wall with a playful look in her eyes.
Cheng Che reached out and pushed his glasses up, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "You are quite persistent."
He didn't think there was anything about him that was worthy of the Star Core Hunter's attention.
I don't know the plot, so I can only use my Crow's Mouth, which is not very effective.
Hearing this, Kafka's smile deepened.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. She chuckled and said in a slow and steady voice, "In the future that Elio foresaw, there is no trace of you."
Cheng Che's eyes flashed with realization, and he asked softly, "Can I be foreseen if I become one of your own?"
Elio, foresee.
Kafka, the spirit of words.
Cheng Che's gaze fell on Kafka's eyes, staring at those strange yet beautiful eyes.
Kafka nodded, chuckled and said, "Of course it's more than that."
The heels of her shoes made a crisp sound as they hit the ground. Kafka took two steps forward, stood in front of Cheng Che, stretched out her hand, and brushed the dust off Cheng Che's shoulders.
Kafka curved her eyes and looked directly into Cheng Che's eyes. "Outsiders say that the Star Core Hunters are a bunch of lunatics, but lunatics always have a keen sense of smell, don't they? They can find their kind in the vast sea of people."
Having said that, Kafka raised her chin slightly, and the smile in her eyes became even brighter.
She walked slowly around Cheng Che, and her gentle voice described the crazy things, "Wouldn't it be nice for us to put on a grand show together?"
Kafka looked into Cheng Che's eyes, her voice gentle and her smile soft.
Cheng Che spread his hands, "Not good."
Kafka:…
I hate people who don’t follow the script the most!
"First of all, I'm not a madman." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, but there was a hint of laughter in his voice. "Secondly, if there is no gain, then I won't make any choice."
Star Core Hunter, this name doesn't sound suitable for saving lives.
Hearing this, a hint of realization flashed across the woman's eyes.
Kafka put her hand on Cheng Che's shoulder, tiptoed slightly and whispered, "After the final act, wouldn't it be nice to become a hero who saves the world?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked at Kafka speechlessly, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was performing in a theater or not.
He said this as if he was the little yellow-haired boy next door.
"I'm not interested in heroes." Cheng Che reached out and pressed the hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "But I am somewhat interested in you. Shouldn't I show a little sincerity in my invitation?"
Kafka was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Sincerity..."
Kafka had a deep smile in her eyes and let Cheng Che press her palm.
She chuckled and said, "Star Core Hunters can't show any sincerity. The only thing they have is..."
Cheng Che's eyes flashed with interest, and his gaze fell on Kafka's face, "What is it?"
"There are countless coordinates placed by Silver Wolf around you, and there is A Ren behind a wall." Kafka suppressed the joking look on her face and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Would you like to join us?"
Having said that, Kafka raised her eyes and looked into Cheng Che's eyes seriously.
I don’t know if it’s because of the glasses, but I always feel that there is a joke in Cheng Che’s eyes.
Cheng Che was distracted for a moment and blinked his eyes, "Not good."
Kafka:…
Her word magic failed? !
"I cherish my life." Cheng Che looked at Kafka, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
I want to stay alive and have more fun.
"It's a good reason." Kafka was silent for a while, took a step back and crossed her arms, "Is this how you always convince yourself?"
Kafka raised her chin and looked at the man in front of her. "Convinced yourself to cherish your life? But you allowed a curse with unclear consequences to fall on you, jumping back and forth on the edge of danger?"
Cheng Che's eyelids twitched, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that he just can't control his mouth?
"You refuse my invitation because you value your life, but turn a blind eye to the danger around you?" Kafka patted Cheng Che's shoulder and chuckled.
If you refuse, you will fight, but you are not sure you will win.
Isn’t this crazy?
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked at Kafka, thinking carefully for a while, "That makes sense, but I can kill myself before you do anything."
Kafka: ???
He is indeed a madman, right?
Kafka looked at Cheng Che in silence, with a smile on her face but serious eyes, "Isn't joining us a good choice?"
"I don't like being predicted." Cheng Che spread his hands, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "But you are right, I do like to not distinguish between enemies and I don't care about the consequences."
Cheng Che suddenly smiled, but his face remained stiff.
He reached out and put the sticky note with the contact information in Kafka's hand, and said with a smile: "Remember to do a good background check next time. I never refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman."
"Welcome to join us." Kafka smiled with her eyes curved, and tapped the back of Cheng Che's hand with her fingertips, "Thank you for your compliment, too."
Cheng Che and Kafka stood face to face, their toes almost touching each other.
Cheng Che reached out and wiped the corner of Kafka's lips with his thumb, and whispered, "Don't say bad things about me in the future, or you will get acne."
After saying that, Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked at the red lipstick on his fingertips. "The color is very beautiful, and it should be delicious too."
So I have to trick Xing into calling him stepfather when I go back...
"?" Kafka's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she looked at Cheng Che with interest, "Would you like to try it?"
"You'll take out your lipstick, right?"
Cheng Che had no intention of being fooled. He glanced around and said, "If it's a sincere invitation, it probably wouldn't be in a place like this, right?"
"Kafka."
The girl appeared at the front, holding a small mirror and wiping the bubble gum from the corner of her lips with a tissue. "No need to unleash your charm. I'm not interested in watching the two of you fighting each other here."
Silver Wolf raised his head and looked at Cheng Che, "Hello, new colleague, but how can I keep the bubble gum from sticking to my face?"
Cheng Che spread his hands, "Don't chew."
Silver Wolf: ...
Can't do it!
"Aren." Kafka turned around and looked at the man who was coming around the corner. "You're a little slow."
Hearing this, the man raised his chin slightly, and the red tassels swayed slightly beside his ears, "You can't run away."
"Don't mention it." Silver Wolf waved his hand and said in a cold voice: "The quality of clothes is not very good recently. If he walks faster, he won't have any pants to wear."
"Ah..." Kafka sighed helplessly, crossed her arms and looked at the man walking towards her with a worried look in her eyes, "Can't you buy a better pair of pants? It really doesn't look good when my pants are torn every time..."
Hearing this, Ren, who was taking a walk, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Useless.
It will still break if I change it.