[Hunter] Glory

This is a tavern in the Far Lands.To be more precise, it is a tavern on the border of the Sergi mainland.

Yes, Cang set foot on this native land again.Originally, I went to the Sky Arena, first to keep an appointment, second to hone my skills, and third to make money.The point of tempering is no longer established. Hisoka probably already represents the highest combat power there, so the battle there is really not exciting.And make money...

Cang, who was wrapped in a cloak, happily looked at the strings of numbers on the phone. Maybe he couldn't make much money in the ring, but it was a huge profit to put the bet on himself.

Suddenly, the noisy tavern was silent for a moment because of the people who walked in, and then quickly lost interest and returned to a noisy state.This is not a high-end club, but a place where barley wine is prevalent, the favorite of mercenaries and civilians.The hilarious and cozy atmosphere here can be mesmerizing at times.At least Cang likes this kind of place very much.

The wooden floor creaked, the table in front of him trembled slightly, and a tall man sat lazily across from him, a man who was out of place with his surroundings.

Compared with the vulgar and willful words of the mercenaries, and the sloppy and casual clothes, the red-haired man passed through the hustle and bustle with the smell of tobacco in his body.The overly thin T-shirt under the black fur-collar coat faintly reflects the texture of the muscles, and the half-stretched eyes are staring at the barley wine in front of him.

In front of Cang was an empty wine glass, and three glasses of ale that were overflowing.The two did not speak at all.When Cang drank a big cup again, he sighed and said:

"Why are you here? Coincidence?" To be honest, this man shouldn't be here.

"Oh." The man neither affirmed nor denied, but stared at the wine seriously, as if trying to see something.

The swirling smoke caused Cang to turn her face inadvertently, her sense of smell was a little sensitive to the smell of smoke.She avoids this kind of nicotine whenever she can.

"It's obviously not a coincidence." Seeing that the other party didn't intend to answer, Cang could only speak directly.Going around with this man is not only a waste of time, but also has no result at all.

"My lord, what's your business?" She put down the empty wine glass with a "click", her eyes sharpened suddenly.She is still very taboo towards this man. The two of them have known each other and worked together before. It is undeniable that they are compatible in all aspects.But the more they get along, the more terrifying she feels. If this man who can't get excited about anything goes crazy, she doesn't have the confidence to be his opponent.

No, it's not that I don't have confidence, but I feel that I can't win at all.This is an aura that affects people's confidence.

After the man finished smoking a cigarette, he leaned back on the wooden chair, his slender legs crossed, looking very cold.

"Ah. Let me tell you something." The tone seemed to be awake, flowing out slowly, and there seemed to be an illusion of smoke in the low hoarseness.

"Stay away from Mojue." Cang fiercely raised his head and looked directly at this person, who also opened his half-closed eyes, but the depth of the fully opened eyes could not be seen.The two looked at each other without any concessions, Cang put a newly raised glass of wine on Zun, and put it down abruptly.

Unexpectedly, she showed a hearty smile, "Cheers!"

A look of astonishment appeared on Zun's dull face, and an indifferent smile appeared in the next second. He lifted the glass he handed over, and instead of bumping it hard, he didn't care about the spillage of the wine.

Cang's meaning is very clear.One size belongs to one size, and she has reservations about Zun's words, but the joy of reuniting friends after a long absence has nothing to do with this matter.

"It's very troublesome." Zun looked at the empty wine glass and slowly stood up.Originally, he was just here to remind him. It is undeniable that Cang helped him deal with a lot of things before.Now this person made him appreciate him even more, so he couldn't help but reveal a little more.

"It's not necessarily the key that can unlock the lock." The cryptic words made Cang's heart heavy for no reason.This man was seriously warning her, and with such a little information, she couldn't figure out anything useful.

She looked at the back of the man waving away, and remained silent for a long time.Mojue?She closed her eyes, quietly recalling her acquaintance with Zun.When meeting Zun on the island, he first swept off all his clothes, and stayed at the shoes for a moment.What's so special about the shoes...?

Her eyes opened suddenly, Mo Jue, the "MJ" mark is only engraved on the shoe.

Are these two people related?Have hatred?Zun's silver-gray eyes flashed through his mind, and the scenes of refusing to tell his name kept alternating.These two people, shouldn't they?A terrifying guess took shape in his mind, but Cang let it go with a smile.How can it be?

"Boss, check out." A few rings were left behind, and no one noticed when the cloaked man came and went.

What appeared in front of my eyes was the familiar old gate, and the unspeakable familiar taste interpreted the beauty of home.Cang's return was silent, and she could almost recite what was placed in every corner of the house.At night, he went back to his room and fell asleep without disturbing anyone.

And a familiar whisper came from outside the courtyard, making Cang's breathing flutter.

"It's really troublesome for you." The gentle and steady voice was very elegant, revealing obvious gratitude.

But the female voice was much younger, with a slightly higher pitch, "Why? As a member of the reserve team, satisfying the hobbies of the team leader, does this count as indirectly pleasing the superior?" The familiar words made Cang inexplicably annoyed.

White Glory!Cang resisted the urge to swear, but he couldn't get his drowsiness back.Isn't the head of the group she's talking about the same Kuroro Lusiru?Thinking of that man's dark eyes like abyss, and the arrogant inverse cross behind the black coat, a wave of uneasiness surged up.

In her mind, she kept replaying the corpses of her close relatives in her previous life, the dilapidated books and the last stream of people. She raised her fist high and tried to stop when it hit the ground.Why did she spare Golori's life?It is to break the demon barrier of the previous life with my own hands!She wants to break this woman's scheme step by step, and let her suffer the consequences!A momentary death can't vent the hatred in her heart at all!But now, she regretted it!

If it wasn't for the fact that there was no evidence of the Bai traitors, if it wasn't for the shadow of her mother in the people who died in the previous life, how could she still be alive!She went to hell two years ago!but……

Cang licked his lips, his deep eyes streaked with blood.That mother of hers... will never appear again.Maybe she doesn't know yet?She had just been reborn four years ago and could tolerate Bai, who was related by blood, but her mother had already been killed by her.

She, Cang Lori, is not a good person, she is very clear about this.

How to do it?Cang lay back down again, she didn't figure out what Bai and Ku Luoluo did when they came to her family.Father didn't drive Kurolo out either, did he make some kind of deal?

Taking the initiative to disclose the location of the family, and the nature of Jin's own discovery, cannot be generalized at all!

After their voices faded away, Cang stood up unbearably.Under the cover of night, he moved around the house again.Turning one corridor after another, she stopped in the main house.

As soon as she put her hand on the doorknob, she hesitated.This was her father's house, and it was easily recognizable by its Japanese-style design.Although her father's unsmiling demeanor has been replaced by sea-like tolerance in the past two years, the years of accumulating prestige made her a little guilty.

Finally, the fear of Bai Bai prevailed, and she gently opened the door.Just two steps in, her excellent eyesight made her realize that there was no one on the tatami at all, and she was vigilant and turned around quickly to collide with the movement of the coming person.The smell of ink wafting in the room mixed with the faint ancient

The smell of dragon water made Cang retreat at the touch of a touch, and immediately stopped the offensive.

The person who came didn't make things difficult for her, and his cold eyes didn't have the confusion of just waking up. After seeing the person clearly, there was a little warmth, and he didn't forget to reprimand him while being surprised.

"It's so rude."

"It's... Father." Cang straightened the corners of his clothes calmly. Fortunately, he didn't wear that slightly revealing outfit recently. It was just a windbreaker with short boots. She didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her father.

Lei's lips were tightly pursed, and the sleepiness in the Japanese style was originally tightly restrained, but his honey-colored chest was slightly exposed because of the fight just now.The short black hair is not messy, and the purple eyes that are exactly the same as Cang's don't know what he is thinking.

Silence spread, and Lei didn't urge Cang to explain his purpose.And Cang's own patience has also improved a lot, these years of tempering have made her no longer an ignorant girl.As she grows up, she doesn't quite understand herself.

"Grow up." The man's vicissitudes of words were gratifying, which softened Cang's heart.

"En." As if encouraged, Cang took a deep breath, "Why would outsiders come here... Phantom Troupe, it's too dangerous." Cang had already selectively forgotten that he had already decided It's the fact that You Kexin provoked these people.

No matter how much she has experienced and understood, she will always be that innocent young lady in front of her father.

She doesn't hate this feeling.

The author has something to say: I am traveling soon, and the update is not stable.Thank you for supporting my writing, boo~ Maybe I will revise the essay when school starts, after all, the front is really rough.