Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Handsome man

The night is dark. No one can be seen in the alley. Only the occasional feral cat lightly jumped over, a soft cry sprinkled with the spring night of the capital.I covered the bulging things in my arms, ghostly through the alley.I won so much money in the Casino it was inevitable to catch others' attention. But ...... I stopped.The end of the alley is the street adjacent to the road. This site is less lively, with more small stores and taverns. The door has long been closed. Not even a person is around. Only the stars and moon fell on the ground, illuminating.I turned back, squatting down to pick up a few stones, pondering for a moment, fiercely turned back and threw them out.The stones are fast and sharp, "poof," someone from the hidden night falls."Don't follow me," I said: "You can't catch me.""What about all of us?" Another voice sounded, and at the other end of the alley, a few people came out, led by a tough, burly man with bare shoulders. His palms looked like they could break my neck single-handed."Brat, it seems that you have quite a lot of enemies." The man laughed loudly, "Hasn't anyone taught you not to stand out too much when you first go to a gambling Casino?"I gathered the money in my pocket and calmly replied, "Since it's my first time in a casino, naturally, no one has taught me. But you break all the rules that you set up.''"I'm going to twist your arm off and make you kneel!"I was standing in the alley in front of the bare-chested man, and in the back, there were stalkers from unknown sources, and there was no escape.But I didn't even have a weapon."Then let's see if you can do so." I slowly clenched my fists."Arrogance!" The man waved his hand, and the surrounding guards rushed forward."Catch him!"The people following me at the other end seemed to understand, and someone grabbed my clothes and ripped it off. The hem of the long shirt was yanked out with a slit.I sighed and lamented, "It's broken.""Still in the mood to worry about your clothes?" The man's nose was crooked with anger, "I have to beat you to death today!"He lunged towards me. Between the action, as if the ground was shaking. But today, it is the first time to kick the iron plate. The young boy does not look old, somehow, it is like a loach, slippery, and no one can catch him. He weaved in and out of this group of people, but not many strikes, but each time hit the vital. Not long, the guard was beaten by him and fell to the ground.I dodged the big man's punch, turned over, and kicked him in the abdomen, but unfortunately, the movement was a little crooked.The big man screamed miserably in a flash."Sorry, I didn't mean to do it." I shrugged. After all, this body and my hands are still not quite in tune. The big man covered his lower body and fell to the ground, moaning.My money all fell on the ground. I bent down to pick it up, and for some weird reason, I suddenly felt funny and laughed.I looked at the people grunting all over the ground and was about to run away when I suddenly heard a soft voice ring: "Hi, you dropped your money."I turned around and looked.But saw the lights out of the tavern door, a young man wearing a broad-sleeved indigo robe. The green silk was tied with a blue jade crown, exquisite, fluttering like an immortal. He held a smile and stepped forward. There is a pile of cash in the palm of his hand. I fell to the side when the fight was on that way.I had sensed that there were other people at the tavern, but they were here from the beginning, did not come out meant they did not want to participate in the fight. So I did not care. I did not expect to see this person at this moment. Axel Romanova is handsome and elegant. I have seen "good-looking" men, but it seems inferior again compared to the one in front of me.The closer I get, the more I feel that he is like the immortal on the fresco. I did not say anything, so he reminded me again: "Hello?"I took the money I almost lost and smiled, "Many thanks."He smiled again, "You're welcome."I turned around and walked away without looking back.I walked quickly, like a feral cat on the fence sweeping across the street, and disappeared.In the night, someone else came out and walked up to the blue-clothed man and whispered, "Sir, that teenager ......""Should be passing by by chance. No need to care about him." The immortal smiled, seemingly remembering something funny. His smile widened a little more, "quite witty.