A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 6: Who are you seducing?

Author: Washing powder

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Chapter 6

　　When he was halfway through chopping the mutant, this line of sight had already existed.

　　Because he did not feel any aggression in this line of sight, Liu Qingzhi did not pay attention to it.

　　Only now that all the mutants around him were dealt with did Liu Qingzhi turn his attention to the other party.

　　The light was too dim, and he could only see a vague shadow.

　　Judging from the outline of the figure, it should be an extremely tall man.

　　At a height of about 1.85 meters, there were two small objects reflecting a cold luster.

　　The texture of the metal looked like two silver nails.

　　When Liu Qingzhi observed him, the black shadow did not speak, and his eyes were always as calm as a deep pool.

　　The other party did not speak, and Liu Qingzhi did not take the initiative to speak.

　　Of course, Liu Qingzhi did not have the habit of standing there and looking at the other party.

　　He walked straight towards the black shadow.

　　However, before Liu Qingzhi took a few steps, the other party suddenly turned around and left the fire escape. The whole process was silent, like a mysterious and strange ghost.

　　Liu Qingzhi paused slightly.

　　Looking at the empty passage, he raised his eyebrows and smiled very lightly.

　　The slime lying on Liu Qingzhi's shoulder muttered: "He's so mysterious. Doesn't he want you to see his face?"

　　Liu Qingzhi said indifferently: "Maybe."

　　The slime asked: "Don't you want to follow him?"

　　"No need."

　　Liu Qingzhi was not interested in the identity of this black shadow, and had no intention of exploring it. After he returned to the room, he fell asleep directly.

　　When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.

　　The person in charge of staying in the factory this time was Wei Ziming.

　　Next to Wei Ziming, Xiao Xiangyang, who had just woken up, was sitting.

　　Wei Ziming asked him: "So you don't know what happened after that day?"

　　Xiao Xiangyang hummed, touched his face, which had been mostly swollen, and said indignantly: "Those ugly-looking bastards are so wicked." They picked his face to hit him. Fortunately, he woke up late, otherwise he would definitely see his pig-headed face.

　　Wei

　　Ziming comforted him, "They have all been killed." Xiao Xiangyang sneered, "Good job!"

　　After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up instantly: "I heard from Brother Huo that the dozen people were all killed by one person with a cold weapon that looked like a sickle. A big sickle, it's a bit too cool!"

　　His voice was still a little hoarse, but his tone was full of undisguised admiration.

　　Wei Ziming smiled lightly and joked, "Your admiration for the strong is a bit too obvious." After saying that, his eyes flickered slightly, and he added, "But it's really powerful."