infodatos Chapter 713 - 625: Let’s Break Up
Chapter 713 - 625: Let’s Break Up
March tilted her head: "Over 86% of Oasis’s survey results show that the Dark Gold Rose is becoming the most unpopular figure in Oasis."
March flipped through the curtain in front of her.
"Your fanatics are either notorious villains, face lovers, or those who like your exquisite selfish personality."
March covered her mouth in surprise.
"Wow, they say you’re the Savior of villains, and it seems only a very few people can understand your nobility, huh?"
Noticing Xu Xiaoyou’s tightly clenched whip-bearing hand and darkening face, March waved her hands repeatedly.
"Just kidding, just kidding."
March added,
"In fact, no one can really understand your nobility; you’re a capital ZERO~"
Just as March was eagerly watching Xu Xiaoyou to see what reaction she’d have, Xu Xiaoyou suddenly turned and darted out a hundred meters in an instant.
"Don’t be mad." March shrugged. "If you really must, I can be your only one."
With that, she pressed the remote control in her hand.
Golden light flashed through the corridor and, in an instant, shot into blurred light.
Xu Xiaoyou seemed to plunge into a mirror in that moment, the kaleidoscope-like Tower City beneath her, surrounded by webs like a spider’s lair. She felt a chilling gaze watching her from the darkness.
She looked up, seeing stacked buildings with blue walls and red tiles, eaves overlapping one another. Windows opened and closed like the wings of paper cranes, and flickering lights dimmed and glowed atop the layered cityscape, surrounded by webs reflecting her silhouette in four glaring red lanterns.
In a flash of a moment, the mirror image reversed, and she again dashed from behind, returning before March.
"When on a date with a girl, do you always leave without a word?" March put her hands behind her back.
"That’s very impolite."
"When dating others, you’re always so forward before getting to know each other." Xu Xiaoyou cast a glance, "Do you think this is polite?"
March burst into laughter:
"So, you admit you’re on a date with me now?"
Xu Xiaoyou didn’t deny it, just quietly watched March, who seemed genuinely pleased with her words, bending over to get a better look at her.
"Yes." Xu Xiaoyou said. "How about we go to the festival plaza now."
Xu Xiaoyou did this because she truly felt helpless.
She had a premonition that she had no way to deal with March, and as long as March was unwilling to let her go, she could always find a way to make her stay, unable to leave.
This premonition, she had never had even on Siren Island when her attacks couldn’t land on Siren.
The other side seemed to have rehearsed these scenarios a thousand times, knowing all her actions, fully prepared.
As to why she specifically chose this corridor for the meeting place, Xu Xiaoyou observed the surroundings, noting the ’Ice Sugar You’ cans rolling in the corners.
March put her hands on her hips: "How can you be so cunning?"
"You can’t use a date as an excuse to do something else. Would you date another girl in the gap of being with one..."
As she spoke, March stopped.
"Then you’re quite the time management master."
Xu Xiaoyou calculated the time in her mind.
Chen Chou hadn’t delivered the black box at the agreed time but suddenly went to the festival plaza, and she was sure something had changed.
At the very least, it was related to the reason this Demon Hunter appeared here.
The other party’s purpose was to stop her from going to the festival plaza.
"My time is tight, let’s skip to the final step of the date, how about it?" Xu Xiaoyou spoke.
March spun her gun: "I know a certain candlelight dinner at Ahumar Restaurant is very romantic. I like their smoked ham with dried rosemary and red wine, but it needs a reservation."
"I mean, we’re not suitable for each other." The Rose Flower in Xu Xiaoyou’s hand slowly rose.
"It’s time to break up."
March’s eyelids twitched, her tone filled with gritted teeth.
"Don’t even think about it!"
With that, she lifted her gun and aimed at Xu Xiaoyou.
The two girls confronted each other under the flickering candlelight.
"No one ever leaves me; there are no exceptions. You’ll be slowly fed with my poison until nothing’s left."
"Ending the candlelight dinner with death as the final note, don’t you think that’s romantic?"
The fired bullet unfolded like a kaleidoscope!
...
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
The watch’s hands moved a little each second, with only ten seconds left until the specified time, and at this moment, Chen Chou suddenly felt his blood flow accelerate, the vague sense of unease growing stronger.
Anxiety made him want to flee, but reason urged him to calm down.
"Are you there?"
At this moment, the usual voice of the blonde girl echoed in Chen Chou’s ear.
This voice seemed to have magic power, soothing Chen Chou’s uneasy heart, inexplicably calming him, and slowing his rapid heartbeat.
"I’m here, where are you?"
"Stand there, don’t move."
The command’s tone was cold and rational.
Chen Chou subconsciously followed the girl’s instructions, as time ticked by.
In a haze, he saw the girl approaching him from a distance, her golden shadow flickering.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, the girl was now in front of him, and Chen Chou’s heart was unprecedentedly calm.
The hands reached the endpoint.
At the moment of the appointed time, a gunshot rang, and Chen Chou fell to the ground.
The suitcase he had lifted fell beside him, the golden-haired girl’s phantom shattered, replaced by a broken mechanical figure, with slender metal arms slowly reaching for the suitcase.
"Black box... black box..."
The ’Father’ emitted a piercing sound, like rusted iron grinding, pieces occasionally falling from its body.
Just as he lifted the black box, a hand grabbed him.
The ’Father’ turned his obscure eyes, puzzled, to see the blood-covered Chen Chou and the hand tightly gripping his arm.
"Let it go..."
The ’Father’ simply analyzed Chen Chou’s physiological characteristics, then turned away, ignoring him, and began dragging Chen Chou’s body step by step.
Chen Chou’s head had a hole punched through, and the visual module frantically reported errors, the sharp squeal nearly piercing his eardrums. His nervous system faltered, unable to feel his lower body, leaving him helplessly dragged forward by this figure.
The only consciousness in his mind was tight, like a drowning man clutching at a straw, as Chen Chou tightly gripped the suitcase containing the black box. Blood streamed from his forehead, thoughts growing increasingly chaotic, even to the point of hallucination.
His life was like a blank sheet of paper, with no grandiose deeds, nor particularly tragic. Before following the blonde girl, he was nothing more than an ordinary thug, idly whiling away his days with a gang of brothers.
Scrambling at the bottom of the city for years, he had become accustomed to bowing before the wealthy, fleeing from law enforcers, curling up passively under kicks when caught picking pockets, and scrambling into the dirtiest, darkest corners like a bug avoiding the light.
When the blonde girl dressed him in a suit, even the most arrogant superintendent of Purisaid would show him courtesy; it was the most glorious moment of his life.
Some people die, and people sing songs of their past deeds.
Some people die, and the hand that holds the pen starts writing on an empty canvas.
Dragging and dragging, the weight behind began to grow heavy, making it impossible to move. The ’Father’ turned around, the man’s fist smashed into his face, further denting the already broken visage.
Chen Chou adjusted his glasses, the cracked lenses revealing his savage nature beneath the facade of gentility.
"My life is just beginning."