"This one, Miaomiao, right?"
Ye Wushuang gritted her teeth, trying hard to suppress the urge to roll her eyes, and forced a smile on her face, then patiently spoke slowly, "Perhaps, you might be more suitable to call me Sister Ye.
You know, although my military rank is indeed not low, it does not mean that my age is very old.
To be honest, if we take out our ID cards and compare them now, it might be hard to tell which one of us has the bigger one!"
When he said this, the anger in Ye Wushuang's heart was already burning fiercely, and he almost squeezed out the last few words from between his teeth. Every word seemed to carry deep resentment and dissatisfaction.
There is really no way around it. Once the sensitive topic of age is involved, even a woman with a good temper and a gentle manner will find it difficult to suppress the ups and downs in her heart.
After all, what woman wants to hear people say she is old?
Especially when such words come from someone of the same age as you, it feels as if someone has poked you in the sore spot.
And our Ye Wushuang was able to suppress his anger and not explode in rage on the spot. This can actually be regarded as a sign of being well-mannered and having a very good temper.
"Really?"
The woman named Miaomiao didn't seem to notice the displeasure in Ye Wushuang's tone at all. Instead, she said excitedly and happily: "Then I will call you Sister Ye from now on!
Sister Ye, I'm going to kill you with my own hands in a little while, aren't you angry at all?"
Ye Wushuang bit his back teeth tightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and replied coldly: "Humph, of course I'm not angry.
Those who are involved in gangsterism have to live on the edge of a knife and are in danger of losing their jobs at any time.
Either I kill myself today or you kill me tomorrow. This is a common thing. Why should I get angry about it?
But...
Before you kill me, could you at least tell me your name?
Otherwise, if I unfortunately die at your hands, I won’t even know who killed me.
When I get to the underworld and face the interrogation of the King of Hell, if I don't know the answer to any of the questions, it will be more than just a simple loss of face!
What if this angers the King of Hell, and he says that I died in a confused state, and sends me back? Then wouldn’t all your hard work in killing me be in vain?
It would be fine if I didn't really die, at least I could still save my life.
But if the King of Hell only drives my ghost back, then won’t I still have to ask you for an explanation?"
"ah?"
After hearing what Ye Wushuang said, Miaomiao felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue. She was completely stunned. Her originally lively big eyes now widened wide, and her cherry mouth opened in surprise. She couldn't utter a word for a long time.
After a long while, the girl stammered, "Then... Sister Ye, if I tell you my name, then after you die, you will definitely not come back as a ghost to look for me?"
Looking at Miaomiao's terrified expression, Ye Wushuang was secretly delighted in his heart. He didn't expect that this innocent little girl could be frightened so easily.
Holding back his smile, Ye Wushuang replied seriously, "Well... that's not necessarily true."
Having said that, Ye Wushuang deliberately paused and observed Miaomiao's reaction.
Miaomiao's face turned pale in an instant and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang hurriedly continued, "Didn't I just tell you that if I didn't know your name, the King of Hell would think that I died in confusion, so he would send me back.
But, if I knew your name, and if the King of Hell still felt that my death was unjust, he might send me back!
However, if you tell me the name now, at least I can rule out the first possibility.
In this way, the probability of me returning to the world of the living is naturally reduced a lot.
So, Miaomiao, you should be willing to tell me your name now, right? "
No one can tell how this style of painting has changed into what it is now. It is simply unbelievable.
Everyone present was confused and had no idea why the situation on the field had developed like this.
You know, this is a life-and-death battlefield filled with a tense atmosphere and a suffocating atmosphere!
Everyone is on edge, as if a thrilling life-and-death fight is about to begin in the next second, but since some time ago, the style of painting has become more and more weird and more and more off the track.
Looking at it now, where is the same murderous aura as before?
Instead, it inexplicably gave people the feeling of walking into a kindergarten, and the scene was so funny that people couldn't help but laugh out loud.
What is even more surprising is that in this seemingly absurd scene, Ye Wushuang and Miaomiao were actually able to ask and answer each other, talking and laughing, and it seemed that they were enjoying this strange atmosphere very much!
I really don’t know what’s going on in these two people’s minds. Have they forgotten where they are?
Or do they have some special plan or purpose?
In short, everything in front of me is really too incredible!
"All right."
Miaomiao pursed her pink lips and said with a look of grievance, "Sister Ye, in order to prevent you from being unable to rest in peace after death because of me, after careful consideration, I finally made up my mind to tell you my name.
Remember, my surname is Bai, and my given name is just Miao, which means "girl". Please don't make any mistakes.
"Bai Miao? Bai Miao? Bai Miao?"
Ye Wushuang blinked his big, lively eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, revealed a sly smile, smacked his lips, and deliberately wanted to tease the cute girl in front of him: "My little sister Miaomiao, I have to admit that your name sounds really good.
But this surname doesn't seem to match you very well.
What is White Cat?
People who don’t know the truth might actually mistake you for a white cat!”
Hearing this, Bai Miao's originally aggrieved face suddenly turned red with anger, like a ripe apple. She clenched her fists and shouted angrily: "Sister Ye, if you say this to me again, I will really get angry!"
Obviously, Ye Wushuang had never expected that for Bai Miao, it was a taboo for others to make fun of her name. His words just now undoubtedly directly stirred up a hornet's nest and annoyed this seemingly harmless but actually immature little girl.
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