"Pa, pa, pa!"
The sound echoed in the small dark room, accompanied by shouts that would make one's face turn red.
"Heh, you have indeed changed."
Irina threw the whip in her hand to the ground. Looking at Meg who was covered in whip marks, she let out a sigh of relief, and her tone became a little gentler.
Meg whose face was slightly red stood up straight. She put down the whip. He was still an unyielding man, and said calmly, "What you see with your eyes is not necessarily the truth. Things are not like what you think. After so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am?"
Irina looked at Camilla, who was embedded in the wall, and shook her head. "Back then, you could only accept things passively. But now, you've picked up a whip and a candle, and even learned such a complicated binding technique. Whose clothes are you wearing?!"
Meg wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He was obviously also a victim, okay!
"But I am really innocent! This morning, I went to Dragon Island. When I came back, I felt that someone was following me. I wanted to lure her out, so I turned into an alley. Then, I was knocked out and dragged here … "
"If that is the case, you are still a passive masochist?"
"If you must put it this way … probably …"
Irina stared at Meg's eyes for a while. Although there was a little helplessness in his eyes, he did not avoid her gaze. It was still as pure as before.
"Okay, I will give you a chance to prove yourself." Irina pointed at Camilla who was embedded in the wall, "Kill this f * cking bat."
"This … is not very good, right?" Meg looked at Camilla who was embedded in the wall in a strange position. Although this countess's brain circuit was a little weird, her actions so far were not enough to be beaten to death.
Meg coughed lightly, and said with a wise face, "She is Countess Bartoli. Her position in the Vampire Tribe is not low. Killing her will definitely cause a lot of trouble. Moreover, she has a black cat servant. Most likely, she knows about this matter, but she is nowhere to be seen now. If this matter is spread out … "
"You mean this ugly thing?" Irina went out and threw an unconscious black cat at Meg's feet.
Meg: "…"
The awkward silence lasted for a while.
"Have you eaten yet? Why don't I go back and cook for you? "Meg looked at Irina and said softly.
"I don't want noodles. I want steak." Irina's eyes lit up.
"Okay, I'll make it for you." Meg nodded, stepped over the black cat, and walked out of the door.
Irina glanced at Camilla who was on the wall and an ice blade appeared in her hand. However, the ice blade quickly shattered into ice shards on the ground. She put on her veil and turned to walk out of the door.
"Heh, a few hundred years old virgin."
Meg, who was standing at the door, happened to hear Irina's murmur. The corners of his mouth twitched. She was really an old virgin.
However, he was relieved that she didn't kill anyone.
After all, Camilla was one of the restaurant's regular customers. If she was killed because of a misunderstanding, it was inevitable that he would feel uneasy.
The two of them walked in the direction of Amy's. Irina followed behind Meg about ten meters, neither fast nor slow.
Meg found a corner and put on some clothes. The clothes on his body were torn by Irina's whip, so it was easy to think of some strange things.
"Huh?"
When they reached the magic potion shop, Irina stopped and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.
"Shh." Meg, who had just walked to the door of the restaurant, quickly made a shushing gesture to Irina. He knew that Irina and Julian were old acquaintances, but he didn't want a third person to know about his relationship with Irina.
Irina thought for a while and walked towards the restaurant.
Meg breathed a sigh of relief and took out the key to open the restaurant door. It was already two o 'clock in the afternoon, so there shouldn't be anyone in the restaurant.
"Ding Ling."
With a soft sound, Meg opened the door.
"Mr. Meg!"
A surprised voice sounded. Before Meg could react, a figure with long golden red hair had already pounced on him. She jumped into his arms and wrapped her long, sexy legs around his waist.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp …" Gina was babbling in the fish language. Although Mag couldn't understand her, he could sense her worry from her expression and tone.
If it were any other time, Meg would definitely resist for two seconds and then accept the concern from his own employee.
But now …
He could already feel the chill coming from behind him.
"What day is it today! Why are there so many Shuras appearing one after another! "Meg wailed in his heart.
"Ah, waitress Gina, I'm fine. I didn't get killed. Don't worry about me." Before Irina took out the small chair, Meg removed the bindings on Gina's legs and put some distance between them.
The chair that Irina had just taken out was put back by her.
His scrutinizing gaze paused on her chest for a while before he narrowed his eyes. It was actually a little bigger than hers.
His gaze moved downwards. Because her clothes were short, her flat, snow-white stomach was exposed. There was even a white pearl embedded in her belly button. It was quite alluring.
Further down, under the short skirt, were her long, straight legs that were covered in black stockings.
"Just a waitress?" Irina didn't believe him.
"Come in first." Meg entered quickly. Of course, it was better to settle family matters at home.
"Who is she?" Only then did Gina notice Irina behind Meg. A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes, but she still gave her an innocent smile. She held the door open so that Irina could enter.
"Who is she? Why is she in the restaurant? " Irina was also sizing up Gina. She didn't understand a single word that she said just now. It wasn't the common language of the continent, nor did it sound like the language of other species.
"Gina is a mermaid. She was sent to the restaurant by the teleportation portal. Because she can't leave the sea, Amy temporarily took her in as a waitress in the restaurant. She custom-made a big fish tank for her and is responsible for comforting the customers' children." Meg quickly introduced as soon as they entered. "Because of the language barrier, she likes to use body language to express herself. That hug just now is a body language that she often uses to express her welcome and concern."
"Hello, I'm Gina." Gina smiled and extended her hand to Irina. She greeted her in the common language of the continent with perfect articulation.
"…"
"Madam … Can you not slap my face like that!" Meg's expression froze instantly.
"Hello." Irina glanced at Meg and smiled coldly. She also extended her hand to gently shake Gina's hand.
"She … She …" Meg felt his throat dry up. He didn't know how to explain at that moment.
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