Chapter 927 Olivia's determination
"Are you back?"
He had heard Lyon's footsteps long ago, and the red-haired director did not look up at him, but continued to gesture to his hair with scissors, while asking casually:
"Have everything arranged for the underworld branch?"
"It's been on the right track..."
After responding, looking at the red-haired director who was still wiggling, Lyon couldn't help but say curiously:
"It's Director, you...what are you doing now? Haircut?"
"I am temporarily transferring control of [Zhukhaoxuehai]."
After talking about what he was doing, the Red-haired Director finally determined the approximate position. The bronze scissors in his hand closed with a click, twisted a strand of bright red hair, then raised his hand to spread the scattered hair, and explained calmly:
"Although this thing is an anomaly of mine, it also bears the responsibility of protecting the [Eleven Ant Nest], so if I want to leave the capital, I must first hand over the control of [Shut and Kill Blood Hair] to the successor to ensure that the most important ant Nest will not have any problems."
Leaving the capital?
Lyon couldn't help but blink when he heard this, and then asked in surprise:
"What happened to me in the Underground Branch these days? Why are you going to do a mission?"
"You're thinking too much, just taking a vacation."
After glanced at the strand of white hair on Leon's head, the red-haired director temporarily stopped the scissors in his hand and said with a smile:
"Because I have to stay in the capital all year round to ensure the safety of [Eleven Ant Nest], my working time is the longest among all the branch directors, and I have never had much rest time.
Now the king of Killing will be seriously damaged, and the death world has been changed to the underworld branch by you. It is rare to be calm for a while, so I am going to find a good place to relax a little. ”
So that's it...
After listening to the red-haired director's explanation, Lyon couldn't help but nodded suddenly, but soon felt something was wrong.
Based on her understanding of the director, she seems to be a type that is worse than a quiet person... or to be blunt, don't bother with whether she wants to "mov" before, and after drinking too much, she will "quiet" directly.
For her, the fun that she can bring when she goes out to relax is far less direct than a sip of good wine, so...
"Where do you want to go?"
After showing a look of interest, Lyon put his hand behind him, grabbed the black goat's head, and then asked curiously:
"I just finished the work of the Underworld Branch. I am ready to take a short break after a while. Can you tell me how you plan to relax? Maybe I can also refer to it."
“…”
“…”
"You are really..."
After a brief moment of silence, looking at Lyon's right hand with his back, the red-haired director couldn't help but shook his head helplessly and said:
"Even if I take a vacation, I'm suspicious? You're too cautious, can't you be a little sunny?"
"You lied first."
Seeing that the red-haired director took the initiative to reveal it, Lyon took his hand out from behind, grabbed the black goat and squinted his eyes and said:
"I respect other people's privacy. I can ignore what you don't want to say, but it's not right that you have since I came back, so there must be something wrong!"
"I'm normal, what's wrong?"
"It's just that you acted normally, and that's not right."
“…”
"Stop pretending."
Looking at the red-haired director's speechless expression, Lyon became more convinced of his guess, and then curled his lips and said directly:
"From my understanding of you, you should have started drinking while going to work! If you are really ‘normal’, then what I saw when I first came back should be the drunk. And in addition, you would also wink at me while drinking, asking me if I could help you advance the salary for the next year after I became a director, or encourage me to find Director Taurus to ask for the beads of Baccarat.
Even if I don't agree, you may threaten me with alcohol, threatening that if I don't help you ask for [soaking wine beads], you will go to Veronica to report my harassment and so on. How could you be as serious as you are now? ”
“…”
Although they are all unreasonable speculations about themselves, it sounds like they are indeed what they can do...
Faced with Lyon's reasonable analysis, the speechless red-haired director couldn't help but smack his lips, and then decisively gave up his plan to hide it, and nodded simply and neatly.
"You are right, I do have something to hide from you."
"Then you..."
"But I won't tell you."
“…”
After leaning against his wide chair and crossing his legs leisurely, the red-haired director looked at Lyon, who looked speechless and said with a smile:
"Even if you are a director now and your position is half a level higher than mine, I can't let you listen to everything, right?
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
As for what I want to do when I leave the king, if you can guess it, you can guess it yourself, or if you can catch up with me, you can chase me behind. Anyway, I won’t talk about anything~”
"I really don't tell me?"
"No."
"Do you want to think about it again?"
"No need."
The red-haired director smiled confidently and swayed lightly with his toes:
"You are...you today?"
"I guess you might cause me trouble, so before I came back, I went to find Lord Taurus and asked the beads of Baccarat to come over."
After throwing the small ball that was only the size of a beer bottle in his hand, Lyon grabbed the strangely fragrant [Wine Beads] back into his palm, isolating the red-haired director's gaze like a wolf, and then slowly spoke:
"You have another chance to reorganize your language. Do you say or say?"
"I..."
strangeness? What's the secret? She is so resistant this time?
After looking at the red-haired director who was still fighting stubbornly in surprise, Lyon thought for a moment, then under the panicked gaze of the black goat, he reached out and pinched its mouth open, and moved the [Soaked Wine Beads] to the side and tried to plug it.
"If you don't say it, I'll feed it this thing."
“…”
"Director, you know, the God of Baccarat has been killed by me, and this bead will melt when it meets the saliva, so..."
"Hey!"
"Ah?!!!"
Amid Lyon's shocked expression, the red-haired director actually withdrew his gaze, clenched his fists and grinned his teeth:
"It's just some wine, I...I can hold it back!"
“…”
No...this isn't right? Are you still the alcoholic director I know?
Seeing that the red-haired director who was still insisting on not surrendering, Lyon couldn't help but feel confused and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
However, just when he was stunned, a few red hairs that had been twisted by bronze scissors had quietly "swimmed" over with the cover of the carpet, climbed up from the black goat's hair, and strangled hard towards its pinched mouth!
(This chapter ends)