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The Eighth World 4
Zhou Bai walked through the warm yet slightly dark corridor, his smooth black leather shoes tapping rhythmically on the wooden floor, as if echoing some unknown melody.
There is a dark smell of violet in the air, vague and seemingly invisible.
As Zhou Bai walked, he took out the handkerchief folded in his coat pocket, and carefully and carefully wiped each finger from the root of the finger to the tip of the finger. There was no expression on the pale face, and the eyes between gray and blue were deep and cold, shining like ice and snow in the dim light.
He threw the slightly wrinkled handkerchief into the trash can at the door, then reached out and pushed the door open.
The bright light shone on his face, and Zhou Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had not yet adapted to the suddenly brightening light.
The smell of violets is getting stronger.
"ciao." A magnetic and deep male voice sounded, with a slightly exotic accent, like a mellow red wine with strong layers of spiciness and charm that is irresistible.
¡ª¡ªand danger.
Zhou Bai followed the sound and saw an extra figure in the office that was supposed to be empty.
The man was leaning lazily and relaxedly on his desk, with his slender legs crossed, as if he was comfortably in his own territory.
A pair of violet eyes seem to contain a gentle whirlpool, which can suck people's soul into them just by looking at each other, making it difficult to escape, and there is a faint and dangerous meaning of temptation.
Zhou Bai quickly identified this person in his mind.
Saber.
One of the most dangerous criminals in Steka Prison. His real name is unknown, his identity is unknown, and his strength is unknown. It was said that with his strength he could escape from prison at any time, but surprisingly he stayed there peacefully.
Samer stared at the eyes of the young warden in front of him. Those blue-grey eyes were like inorganic glass beads, transparent and clear, but it was difficult to see the shadow of the reflection of emotions and soul. It seemed that he was not surprised or curious at all about his arrival, only extraordinary indifference and calmness.
Saber narrowed his eyes.
Long before the warden was transferred, he had already passed the information from his subordinates and thought he knew everything about this person. He is just a somewhat idealistic nobleman. Although he has great strength, he has a naive mind, so he lost the family power grab and came here to take over the mess of this prison.
I thought there was no need to care.
Until a few days ago, the warden specifically called Shen Chen away for a talk - this person who played an important role even in his grand plan. And Shen Chen's behavior after returning was also extremely weird. The plan that was thought to be foolproof was inexplicably accelerated.
This gave him a sense of loss of control as the development of things was vaguely beyond his control.
Even so, he shouldn't have come forward.
But his intuition told him that things might not be as simple as he imagined.
Just like the unknown undercurrent hidden under the seemingly clear lake, there is no clue on the surface of the water.
Now it seems that his intuition may be traceable.
Before he could speak next, he suddenly felt the sharp sound of wind ringing in his ears. The sharp sound breaking through the air seemed to come with great power at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.
Sa'er's pupils shrank, he tilted his head according to his years of fighting instincts, and accurately dodged the blow.
The heavy wooden table behind him suddenly cracked, creaking and groaning, and a deep and ferocious crack spread to the back on the hard floor. The cut surface was flat and smooth, as if it had been cut by some invisible sharp blade. .
Saber narrowed his eyes, his violet eyes getting darker.
He lightly scratched his cheek with his finger, and saw that his white fingertips were already stained with some dark red blood.
The last time you were injuredhow many years ago was it?
He looked at Zhou Bai opposite.
The cold and pale face remained as unwavering as ever, and the eyes that were neither gray nor blue were like the reflection of mountain ice in the sun. The suit is neat and tidy, without any trace of war. The fingers wearing white gloves are holding it in vain, and a vague wave of air snakes down the index finger.
The other side was also staring back at him.
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but Sa¡¯er could read contempt and arrogance in those eyes as cold as ice.
¡°Article 4 of the Code: No unauthorized access to high-end buildingsThe official's private space. "The voice was elegant and cold, with aristocratic reserve, but the threatening meaning in it was hard to ignore.
Saber looked at him steadily, the atmosphere in the air was so solemn that it almost turned into substance, and the emotions in his narrow eyes were unclear.
Suddenly, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
The tip of the dark red tongue swiped across the white fingertips, sweeping away the remaining blood. The wounds on his face had not yet condensed, and there was light blood oozing out, and his purple eyes were inexplicably bewitching. People can't help but think of a cold-blooded snake spitting out letters and swimming slowly closer.
But almost instantly, he suppressed the murderous and bloody aura all over his body, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was elegant and dignified, as if he was just a harmless rich kid.
Samuel took out a white silk handkerchief from his breast pocket and slowly wiped the blood on his side of his face. His eyelashes drooped gently to cover his narrow eyes.
Zhou Bai looked at him coldly.
He naturally knows this person. After all, Samur can be regarded as a heavyweight figure in the plot. He is both good and evil. He cannot be said to be a villain, but he is definitely not a good person. However, relying on his superb strength and skills, he plays an important role in the entire plot. Role.
He was the mastermind who had been using Shen Chen in the early stages, but it was his secret operation that enabled Shen Chen to successfully escape from prison.
Zhou Bai didn¡¯t think that the changes he was showing now would be able to attract Sam¡¯er¡¯s attention, let alone attract him to take action in person.
But now, we can only express it according to the character of the character itself. After all, Qiao Lidel didn't know the existence of Samer at all.
Samer folded the blood-stained handkerchief carefully and put it away, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Bai, his dark purple eyes were like abyss. He sighed meaningfully: "The ability to control air"
Then, as if he was not expecting Zhou Bai's answer, he lazily stood up straight and said, "Master Warden, my name is Samer. Please don't forget it. We look forward to our next visit." Meet."
After saying that, I saw his figure fluctuating like a phantom floating on the water, and then slowly drifting into the air and disappearing, disappearing without a trace like a mirror, a flower in the water, and a moon.
Zhou Bai was the only one left in the whole room again.
The table that was supposed to be broken into pieces actually stood up again in the distance as if it were brand new, and the deep cracks on the floor disappeared. Only the faint scent of violet remaining in the air can show the traces of someone's visit.
Zhou Bai: ""
Are you leaving now? !
The boss of the original plot just came over to say hello? !
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