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Chapter 514: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)

"Hey, where's your red umbrella? Why is it gone?"

"How many demon hunters are there on this cruise ship? Do you have a secret code to communicate with each other?"

"Were all those people who came with you last night demon hunters?"

……

In front of the elevator on the tenth floor, Song Yuesheng pressed the downstairs button and glanced to the side impatiently.

"He Xiubai, I only agreed to take pictures for you. If you keep talking too much, I'll seal your mouth."

Ten minutes ago, He Xiubai took the initiative to find her and said that he wanted to see how good the demon hunter who was good at fighting was at taking pictures.

She didn't want to deal with people like Tang Xuning too early, so she agreed to him.

Turns out he keeps asking her about the Witcher.

She is stupid.

He asked them the truth and then killed them one by one.

Ask and don’t tell.

What's more, she had no idea if there were other demon hunters on the cruise ship.

Yang Qingqing and the others can't escape.

Yan Li knew.

The siblings Lin Zhou and Lin Wu who were rescued also knew about it.

People.

In times of desperation, people can do many unexpected things to protect themselves.

The elevator opened and Song Yuesheng walked in, thinking about how to expose the true faces of the Lin Zhou siblings tomorrow.

The plot didn't explain why they killed Lin Qingqing and threw her body into the sea, but it was definitely not a good thing.

One more day of sheltering means one more day of danger.

It is still unknown who stole her storage ring.

Moreover, she did not feel the necklace being pulled from her neck.

Demon Hunters cannot telekinetically retrieve objects.

Ordinary people can’t do it either.

Succubus...

"Hey, this is just a simple chat. Don't photographers always communicate in advance to understand the subject's mood and feelings before taking satisfactory photos?"

He Xiubai didn't give up and continued to mutter.

He was now particularly curious about her umbrella.

It's annoying to look at, and even more uncomfortable to get closer.

Witchers do not carry weapons on night cruises.

Who are you deceiving?

He Xiubai sneered in his heart, but appeared enthusiastic on the surface.

"Song Yuesheng, if I am satisfied with the photos you take this time, I can reconsider working with you. This is a good opportunity to cooperate with Hyperion Group and reach the top in one step."

"If your service attitude is like this, even if you take good photos..."

Before he could finish his words, a sudden force suddenly grabbed He Xiubai's neck, forcing him to lower his head, and then something cold touched his lips.

He Xiubai was dazed by the kiss.

But not annoying.

soft.

It's a bit cold again.

Like ice cream.

He bit it subconsciously, but was pushed away the next second, and his head hit the elevator wall with a dull sound.

"What are you doing?"

The sound was one of unexpected grievance.

He Xiubai was stunned.

He clicked his tongue irritably but didn't offer any explanation.

"Ding."

The elevator number jumped to 5 and then slowly opened.

Song Yuesheng glanced at him and said, "We're here. I blocked your lips just because I didn't want to hear your nagging. It wasn't a kiss, so I didn't want to be bitten by you."

She wanted to beat someone up, too.

But the elevator space is small, and the gap between it and the high-level succubus is unknown.

If a real fight breaks out, she may not have the upper hand.

It is not known whether the Soul-Crushing Umbrella's teleportation can take other people away.

Kissing him was the most energy-saving method.

Seeing Song Yuesheng's totally indifferent look, He Xiubai became even more annoyed.

What does "not a kiss, don't want to be bitten" mean?

He said this as if he was very hungry.

He has lived for so long, he has seen all kinds of women, does he really need this little girl to criticize him?

If he didn't want to know the whereabouts of the red umbrella, he would have killed her right now and chopped her soul into pieces and fed it to the dogs.

Song Yuesheng shuddered.

She stopped and looked back at He Xiubai.

He Xiubai laughed sarcastically: "Oh, you say one thing and mean another, are you attracted to me?"

Song Yuesheng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Brother, I just want to tell you that I will be serious when shooting. If you can't achieve the composition I want, I might scold you."

The original owner’s character is neither good nor bad.

If you meet someone who is sensible and cooperative, the resulting drawings will be excellent.

If you encounter someone who disobeys and gives you arbitrary orders, the least serious consequence is to install software to avoid being attacked, but the worst consequence is that it affects your reputation.

He Xiubai's smile froze on his face, and anger accumulated in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth drooped slightly.

It’s better to just kill him directly.

He just couldn't believe that he couldn't find a red umbrella in such a big room.

Just as he raised his arm, ready to take action, a slender but strong hand grabbed his wrist, interrupting his thoughts.

"you……"

"Don't worry." Song Yuesheng interrupted him and said with a smile, "With your face, you will look good in any photo. It's no exaggeration to say, He Xiubai, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen."

He Xiubai coughed unnaturally, and his voice became a little softer.

"I heard that you photographers are the best at deceiving people."

Song Yuesheng protested dissatisfiedly: "How can it be called cheating? If the model is happy, the pictures will be very beautiful. This is a win-win situation."

She glanced at He Xiubai, who was looking very happy.

Easy to get angry.

But he's also easy to appease.

Song Yuesheng brought He Xiubai to the gallery.

Galleries are very places where you can stand out.

Another reason was the sight she felt on the deck coming from that direction.

After taking the photo, I went looking for it.

but……

Song Yuesheng had straightened He Xiubai's head for who knows how many times.

She said helplessly, "Don't move. Don't you want to shoot the hottest style right now? Battle-damaged makeup is it. As long as you post a picture of battle-damaged makeup on major social platforms tomorrow, it will definitely go viral."

He Xiubai pushed her hand away uncomfortably, and the "blood" fell to the ground.

The corners of his mouth raised an uninhibited smile, and his eyes were full of pride: "Song Yuesheng, have you ever seen the president of any group post photos on social media?"

"You." Song Yuesheng answered without hesitation.

She took out the cosmetics and adjusted the "plasma" from her backpack again.

Apart from He Xiubai's identity as a succubus, he is the most active among the presidents in public, has the largest number of fans, and the most comments are asking him to enter the entertainment industry.

He Xiubai mumbled something, but Song Yuesheng didn't hear clearly.

She turned around and looked at He Xiubai seriously: "If you don't want to shoot, I'll leave now so as not to waste each other's time."

"Ah."

He Xiubai chuckled, "Song Yuesheng, even if this is the Oneriyi cruise ship, do you think I would not bring other people with me? Who gave you the courage to contradict me again and again?"

Song Yuesheng spread his hands: "Then just kill me. Only the dead will not disobey."

It’s a good opportunity to test the gap between the original owner’s ability and that of a high-level succubus.

There is no need to reject an experiment that is just for fun.

He Xiubai was about to raise his hand when he suddenly thought of something and stood up from the bench.

"You think I'm stupid for letting an ordinary person like me kill a demon hunter? Unless you..."

"Oh my, it seems I came at a bad time."

A brisk voice interrupted He Xiubai's voice.

He Xiubai frowned.

Who?

It appears at the perfect time.

He looked toward the door.

The boy was dressed in black, with a smile on his face, and there seemed to be some contempt in his raised mouth.

Ruan Jing.

The other party seemed not to see him and said directly to Song Yuesheng: "Darling, I told you that Mr. He from Hyperion Group is not easy to mess with, why are you still messing with him?"

Song Yuesheng felt goosebumps all over his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "Ruan Jing, I have a name, Song Yuesheng."

Who are you calling your sweetheart?

Too greasy.