[Comprehensive] There seems to be something wrong with the judge

Hasebe blinked vigorously, the tears in his eye sockets flowed out, and his vision finally became clear.He pondered dully for a while, and finally understood what Dupont said.The previous owner's call seemed far away and vague, but once it entered his mind, he immediately understood what it meant.

Why did the former judge come at this time?came to him?What are you looking for?The brown-haired Dao Dao suddenly panicked, feeling guilty and disturbed. Du Peng stroked his hair and reminded: "Hasebe, calm down, don't increase my workload."

This is what he also said before announcing that he was going to buy a first-stage Yizheng... and that Shintachi must not have disappointed his master.Like being suddenly awakened from a dream, groggy and unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, Hasebe grasped a new keyword, ignored the call outside the door for a while, and began to focus on the first phase comparisons.

Dupont is a quick man.Within a minute or two of Hasebe's distraction, he helped Dadao up, quickly put on his bathrobe, tied his belt, combed his wet hair, and half dragged and half carried him to the door, letting him lean on the Stand on the wall, and then explain: "Go and say hello to him, find an empty room on this floor, go in and have a chat with him first."

He turned his head, looked at Kiko Sadamune who was struggling for life and death at the end of another 25 minutes, estimated the time and said, "I'll go find you in 10 minutes."

The brown-haired Dao finally realized that something was wrong, and Du Peng actually planned to let him go to receive his former interrogator alone in this state.Panicked, he subconsciously pulled Dupont's arm, but staggered because his legs were weak.

"No...Master..." After failing, Hasebe wanted to put his hand in the crack of the door again to prevent Dupont from closing the door, and squeezed back into the current master's bedroom.He feels safe with his master.

But he failed again, and Du Peng glanced at him, looking a little impatient, because the time for the Turtle King Zhenzong to rest and ask questions was coming soon.Hasebe flinched, put down his hand, and was shut outside the door.His emotions and body have not recovered from the maintenance just now, and he is inexplicably naive and weak. When he thinks of Du Peng's eyes, he feels a pang of grievance in his heart. He stands blankly at the door, forgetting to face his former master for a moment.

The sound of DuPont closing the door was not low, and it successfully attracted the young people who had already climbed up to the second and a half floors.Before entering the house, the young man saw the open windows on the third floor and the suspected sound from Hasebe, so he went straight to the third floor. At this time, he successfully blocked Hasebe in the city. The door of Peng's bedroom.

Looking up at Hasebe from the stairs, the young man's eyes widened in shock.He must have just cried, his eyes are moist, the corners of his eyes are red, and there are still tears on his face.Moreover, his limbs seemed weak, and he would slide along the wall behind him to the floor and turn into a puddle of water anytime and anywhere.

Even if all this can be understood honestly... But in the room with Hasebe's back, the male's oppressed and painful gasps continued to be heard.The young man's face froze. Although he had speculated about Hasebe's situation, he did not expect to see such a scene with his own eyes.

He originally thought that people who do bad things will pay attention to cover up, just like the boss of the black market, he is a well-behaved person like him, the scariest bad guy he has ever seen... And he can have so many rare swords, so many can As a transfer station, Honmaru must have terrible human, material and financial resources.But he also pretended to be a serious boss. If he hadn't searched the Internet carefully, looking for clues, and after all kinds of hard work, he would not have found such a place in Wanwu.

But why did the god judge who bought Canggubu do this kind of thing in broad daylight? He was so confident as hell, and the fusangshen downstairs seemed to know what happened here, but they didn't seem to care.

The young man has never taken the initiative to confront anyone, and has never had the experience of running around in other people's houses. Now that he thinks about it, maybe it is because he has a little speculation about what the neighbors are doing, thinking that he himself ran away like this If you go up and smash it, you can catch him, and see the panicked look of that arrogant colleague.

But the other interrogator was so reckless that the young man was dumbfounded, not daring to bring up the matter of interrupting him and talking to him.His heart was beating fast, his mouth felt inexplicably dry, he swallowed back and forth uneasily, staring at Hasebe speechless.

The brown-haired Dao Dao was also very nervous. He straightened his collar nervously for a while with his head down, and finally forced himself to say, "Excuse me, what can you do for me, Mr. William?" Bending down, pointing to the other side of the corridor with his finger, he said, "Let's talk somewhere else, it will disturb my master here."

When Hasebe called himself master, the young man, that is, the god judge who named himself William Baishi, never felt that there was anything wrong.The title made him proud, and it sounded like it gave him a level of control he never had—but now, Hasebe's hoarse voice calling "Master" made the young man's face burn.

He nodded in a daze, and walked forward first.Pressing and cutting Zhang Gubu followed behind him, and when he lifted his feet, he almost softened like noodles.The brunette Da Dao had to stick to the wall as much as possible, moving slowly with difficulty.William Bai walked half of the corridor in one step, turned around, and unexpectedly found that Hasebe had been left behind by him a lot.

He turned around and waited for him impatiently, and asked, "Where are we going to talk?"

His eyes swept over Hasebe's body, with a sense of curiosity and contempt.Hasebe suddenly realized that his current appearance must have caused the former judge to misunderstand Lord Dupont.Just like when he was covered in scars when he met the government pickets at that time.The brown-haired Da Dao suddenly tensed his nerves, bursting out with terrifying potential, and quickened his pace to catch up with the young man, trying to explain that things were not what he thought.

But just when he caught up with the former god judge, pushed open the door of the empty room next to him to invite him in, closed the door and wanted to speak, he felt Lord Dupont on the third floor touch his body.Hasebe was about to say all the lines forgot all at once.He hugged his shoulders and tried his best not to lose his composure.

Hasebe immediately realized what had happened: Lord Dupont was a perfectionist.Sure enough, he couldn't bear the fact that his knife was only half wiped. After driving Hasebe out of the bedroom, before dealing with the tortoiseshell Sadamune who had come back and forth several times, he was using the fastest speed to wipe out the entire body of Hasebe. The blades were polished to the same sheen, and then they were reassembled and placed neatly.

William Baishi listened attentively, trying to distinguish whether there was a vibration on Hasebe's body.He looked under his bathrobe suspiciously, always feeling that Dupont had stuffed a vibrating egg or a vibrator into his body.Seeing him hugging himself and shivering, his legs so weak that he couldn't stand, he finally realized his conscience and walked over and said, "Do you need me to help you to rest on the sofa?"

Hasebe raised his hand, made a gesture to stop him, and refused his help.Dupont's movements were quick, and the brown-haired young man suddenly felt a burst of relief when he thought of how seriously he was arranging his own body, and when he said he would come over in 10 minutes.He moved to the sofa closest to the door and sat down. Just as he was about to explain what happened just now, William Baird spoke first.

He said in a strange way: "Hasebe, look at your appearance now! Think about how proud you were in my Honmaru back then, how about it? After knowing what other god-inspectors looked like, do you regret being so arrogant at the beginning?" Look down on me?"

Press cut Hasebe swallowed what he wanted to say.

He looked directly at the gloating former owner, feeling that he was not as scary as he remembered.He firmly remembered every word he said when he refused the former owner's request to snatch a first round.Every word is punishing, and all of them hit the nail on the head.

Therefore, when he was forcibly confronted by Lord Dupont, he was always worried that this young man would continue to use the allusions of Oda and Kuroda to satirize him, attacking him for disliking the poor and loving the rich, just like what he said at the time , only like good masters.

Although... Seriously speaking, he is indeed not as trusted and reused as before.

He is basically at the bottom of this Honmaru, and his strength is not strong, so he can't take on the important task of the captain. Master Du Peng never entrusted him with any tasks alone... Moreover, the request of Sleeping Fan was rejected one after another, and he finally got a maintenance. The opportunity was interrupted by the sudden visit of the former owner.

Ugh...it's really frustrating to say.

However, this Honmaru has this style of painting.Unless you are an innocent and cute dagger, or have a flexible and sensitive tail, or are so delicate and small that you can dance on the armrest of a chair... Otherwise, as a normal adult sword with nothing to show for you, you can only do it if you are good at washing clothes. I like to play chess, and I have a skill other than fighting and document processing, so I have a chance to be reused by the lord.In this regard, he does have a lot to learn.

Hasebe sighed and shook his head.His look made William Baishi mistakenly think that he was stabbed in the pain of the knife. He remembered the purpose of his trip, cheered up and said: "I went to find you later and wanted to pick you up, but the shop was closed .”

Hearing what he said, Hasebe couldn't help becoming nervous, clenched his fists, not knowing what to say.After thinking about it, I finally couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologize, who made your life bad."

Looking at him, the god judge suddenly smiled, feeling that at least one thing could be accomplished by coming here this time.He said, "Hasebe, if you promise to get rid of your annoying problems, I will talk to your current owner and see if I can buy you back. However, you have to remember that if you still If you want to come back, don’t let anyone mention what happened during this period—you don’t want them to know what happened to you, right?”