Walking in the busy city, two people attracted special attention. Suddenly, two children chased each other and ran up from behind. They bumped into the two of them while playing. They apologized in a hurry, ran away playing, and quickly disappeared.

in the crowd.

Fei Yue turned her head with a half-smile, looked at Du Yiyu and said with a smile: "What a quick hand, it would be a pity if you don't become a thief."

Du Yiyu sighed a little exaggeratedly and said: "It's far worse than you. Not only did you get your wallet back, but you also took some things from someone else's child?"

Feiyue laughed and said: "Such sharp eyes..." As she said that, she opened her hand, but it was a small wooden carving of a dragon that was only the size of a pill. Then, she was immediately embraced by the lifelike form of the little dragon.

The exquisite craftsmanship of the moving ball and the two bright red spots on the eyes attracted all the attention.

The craftsmanship of this thing... is not something you can just buy on the street!

Du Yiyu also looked over and looked at the little dragon sculpture with a little surprise: "I stole a good thing."

Feiyue rolled her eyes: "You should add a subject - that boy stole a good thing."

Du Yiyu laughed and walked into a travel booking center. Fei Yue took the little dragon into her arms. She could tell that this little thing was an antique just by looking at its color. She couldn't carry it around to find the donor anyway, and she didn't pick it up.

She had a habit of handing lost items to the police uncle, so she kept it for now. Besides, no matter how fine the handwork was, there was no gem embellishment, no name or engraving by a skilled craftsman, and no provenance, and it only cost ten thousand yuan at most. She felt a little guilty.

None.

Seeing her coming in, Du Yiyu said: "Do you want to buy anything else today? We will go to sea tomorrow."

"What?" Fei Yue looked at Du Yiyu with her mouth wide open. This arrangement was really a bit sudden...

Seeing that the ticket said Yantai-Dalian, Feiyue wondered: "Why not go directly to Dalian?"

"I want to see the sea" Du Yiyu smiled.

Feiyue sighed loudly when she saw Du Yiyu's half-serious and half-false expression, always feeling uneasy in her heart.

After coming out of the tourist center, Fei Yue decided to go shopping, while Du Yiyu carried their luggage to the hotel they had booked to confirm the room. As lonely as he was, he also knew how tenacious women were when it came to visiting shopping malls, so it was better to leave early.

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At 4:30 in the afternoon, Feiyue was finally satisfied and broke out of the small commodity market with a bunch of paper bags. However, she did not go to the hotel immediately. Instead, she walked and distributed the purchased items to beggars on the roadside and gave them to people playing at the beach.

child; in the end, she left to herself a hairpin decorated with small shells, and a marine-painted lighter. The portrait of the mermaid on it was so beautiful, with a kind of tranquility that she envied!

That is the leisurely emotion of being independent from the world, having no guilt in your heart, and being able to appreciate beauty even in the worst circumstances.

"Here you go." So, Fei Yue handed the lighter to Du Yiyu, but couldn't say any disgusting words.

"I don't smoke." Du Yiyu was slightly surprised.

Fei Yue didn't say anything, but just threw the lighter to the guy: "Just take it. If you smoke, you must have a lighter. Do you want me to give it to you?"

What kind of logic...

Du Yiyu lit up a small flame in a funny way, and suddenly felt a warmth in his heart... Unexpectedly, he lifted Feiyue's chin with his fingers and left a shallow kiss on her forehead: "Thank you."

Then, Feiyue was left alone in the room and didn't know what to do.

Securing the room card, as soon as his hand was on the doorknob, Du Yiyu's movements suddenly stopped for two or three seconds. Then, with a faint sneer, he pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

"Don't move, don't make any noise, come in!" Three guns were pointed at him at the same time. A boss-looking woman was sitting carelessly on the sofa in front of the window. He blew out a wisp of smoke from his mouth, glanced at Du Yiyu, and flicked

He dropped the cigarette ashes and asked the child next to him contemptuously: "Is this the pretty boy?"

The little boy looked at Du Yiyu resentfully: "That's him!"

Du Yiyu ignored the three guns in front of him, walked to the bed, and sat down unceremoniously, keeping the smile on his lips but saying nothing.

The boss looked at him with slight admiration: "What a skill, you can actually get something out of my son's body."

Du Yiyu secretly sighed in his heart, why would he take it for granted that it was him?! Moreover, such a trivial matter requires such a big fight... Either he is too doting on his son, or it could only be that the little wooden dragon has a strong background!

"Looking at your skill and courage, you are worthy of making friends." The boss pressed his cigarette on the table: "As long as you hand over the dragon sculpture."

"A handicraft?" Du Yiyu asked, "Similar."

Du Yiyu smiled and took out a lighter from his pants pocket.

The old man laughed, took out another cigarette, and waited for Du Yiyu to light it for him.

But Du Yiyu didn't move, he just smiled like he was distracted and said: "This is the only thing on my body that looks like a handicraft."

The boss's face changed, and then he slapped the table angrily and stood up. Two guns were loaded, and one of the minions pulled out a long and narrow machete and stood behind Du Yiyu.

"What is the dragon sculpture?" Du Yiyu still looked indifferent: "Tell me, maybe I will give it to you."

"Looking for death!" the child shouted in an adult tone.

Du Yiyu lit the lighter with a flick, looked at the child through the dancing flames, and said slowly: "I don't mind killing children."

"Do you have a fever?" the little boy sarcastically said, "I don't mind killing someone before I turn 16."

The boss frowned, raised his hand to stop the little boy from talking, and secretly weighed the situation. He must have thought that they didn't dare to shoot here, and they were quite confident in their own skills, so they were so fearless.

.Thinking about it, the boss smiled coldly and snapped his fingers...

Behind Du Yiyu, the long and narrow machete swung towards the back of his neck. The little boy's eyes flashed with excitement and his hands clenched tightly unconsciously.

Du Yiyu's eyes flashed across the little boy's cheek, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his heart. There was no kindness in this child's eyes, but only the expectation of blood...

Ignoring the big knife that was killing me, I loosened my fingers slightly and let the lighter fall freely. Just when the blade came to my neck, at that 0.1 second moment, the tiny flame of the lighter suddenly ignited, like a fire dragon, with a terrible heat. In an instant,

He swallowed three men armed with murderous weapons without even having time to scream.

The pong lighter was pushed hard by the recoil of the 'Fire Dragon' and fell to the ground for a few seconds...

Puff, bang, bang, bang, a knife and two guns fell to the ground one after another. After that, the little boy sat down on the ground.

The boss opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at Du Yiyu. His face was as white as a dead person, but his lips were as purple as pig liver: "You, you, you..."

Du Yiyu said nothing, just picked up the machete on the ground with his slender fingers, and glanced at the little boy seemingly casually.

The little boy was shaking violently all over. Apart from shaking, he couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy. Children are more likely than adults to accept fears beyond the scope of human understanding...

"Don't kill my son!" The boss suddenly understood something. He rushed in front of the little boy and looked at the black mark on the blade, his eyes twitching.

Du Yiyu gently passed the blade of the knife, and suddenly pushed the boss aside and bumped it against the TV table. At the same time, he put the knife upright on the floor and said coldly to the little boy: "Look at this knife!"

The little boy was shocked, and he didn't dare to look at the knife face wrongly. Suddenly his pupils dilated, he stared at the shiny silver knife face and screamed like crazy.

"Son!" The boss was frightened and anxious, and rushed over to hug his son who fainted from fright.

Du Yiyu sneered, turned the knife, pointed the blade at the little boy, and said slowly: "From now on, before you kill anyone, you'd better think about what you saw today. Let's go."

If the boss was granted amnesty, he quickly lowered his head and helped the little boy up, trying his best to hide the anger and resentment in his eyes.

"Wait a minute," Du Yiyu said, "Take away the knife and gun."

The boss took a deep breath, helped the little boy sit up against the wall, picked up the two guns on the ground, walked slowly to the knife, cautiously stretched out his hand, and held the handle of the knife.

Du Yiyu's fingers holding the blade loosened slightly, and the boss quickly pulled the knife away. But at that moment, he clearly saw a pale face emerging on the blade. It was the woman who had been poisoned to death by him...

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The boss was startled and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.

"There is no hell in this world, and the souls of those who seek their lives have no choice but to wander around in the world. Those who kill will eventually get their retribution." Du Yiyu picked up the knife, put it into the boss's hand, walked to the door, opened it, and made a gesture to ask him to leave.

The boss gulped and spit. If he hadn't been working in a knife-head bloody life for more than ten years, his legs would have been so weak that he peed his pants.

The boss carried the unconscious little boy out of the room. Suddenly, several men yelled in fright and anger from Feiyue's room next to him. Then, the door was opened, and a man had several steel needles inserted into his buttocks and a tiny thread on his neck.

He ran out of the wound and almost bumped into the boss. He was startled and shocked. Seeing the look in the eyes of the old ambassador, he glanced at Du Yiyu who was leaning on the door frame in panic and disbelief. He supported the boss and the little boy.

The boy hurried away towards the stairs.

Half a minute later, Fei Yue walked out with her backpack on her back. First she saw the waiter peeping in the distance, and then she saw Du Yiyu with a smile on her face. She was startled, and then she couldn't help but smile: "It seems.
Chapter completed!