[Hunter] sunny

"We're here to take a look." Now that the alarm bells were ringing in his mind, it was impossible for him to be unprepared.

I pushed Luna as far back as I could, and the receptionist saw my movement, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Really?" Soon, the receptionist resumed his smiling expression, "Then please take a look, there is a lot of food here, as long as you can bring out equivalent items, you can get the things here."

This must be a ruthless person!

For some reason, my whole body is telling me this message, reminding me, admonishing me.

Perhaps, this person is really scary.

Luna and I breathed a sigh of relief when the usher left.

"It's really..." Luna's expression was complicated, "When I saw this man, I could hardly move my body."

I was slightly taken aback, thinking about it from another angle, Luna's feeling is really more advanced than that of a beast.

"It's okay." I pretended to be indifferent, and casually walked deeper into the tower, "We just came here to watch the excitement, and we didn't come here to kill people. Are you so nervous about making wool?"

Hearing what I said, Luna felt relieved, and began to look around curiously.

"I've never seen these foods before." As she went deeper, Luna couldn't help but sigh.

"It can only be said that the thirteenth district is too poor." I stuck out my tongue. In fact, these foods are very common, and there is no such thing as uncommon.

We looked around as we talked.

"Do you need to change something?" An old voice came out, and I followed the source of the sound, and it turned out to be an old man with white hair and wrinkled face. His eyes seemed to be blind, and he only had one hand. Also only one leg.

"We have nothing to change, sorry." Seeing the old man, Luna immediately overflowed with sympathy, and even felt a little guilty about the situation, squatting down to speak.

"Little girl, are you not afraid that I will kill you?" This was the first time the old man encountered such a situation.

Before Luna could speak, I said indifferently, "You won't, you don't have any killing intent, if you did, you would have been killed by me within three seconds."

"This little girl," the old man was silent for a long time, and I waited for him to speak, and he said again, "You two are obviously two extremes, one kills without blinking an eye, and the other is too kind, aren't you afraid of betraying each other in the end? ?”

"I won't betray her." "Since she chose me, I don't want to betray her."

Different sentences, but express the same meaning.

"With so much talk, no one knows if betrayal will really happen." The old man's expression was mixed with sadness, his face full of vicissitudes was filled with sadness.

"Old man, don't impose what you have experienced on others." I was upset, the old man said that we would betray each other, and we haven't betrayed yet, what did he say!

"Wei Lan, be polite." Luna tugged on my sleeve.

"The people in First Star Street are polite to me..." I rolled my eyes.

"This," the old man said again, he was still holding two worn-out necklaces, "I'll give this to you, it... it, one is my former companion's necklace, and the other is mine."

"You'd better keep it, seeing how reluctant Nii is." It was obvious at a glance that the old man was reluctant to part with it.

"No!" Even though the old man was reluctant, his attitude was firm, "I'm afraid I don't have much time left, and now at most I'll have to live on my last days, picking up some garbage to live..."

The old man must have something to say later, my intuition is really accurate.

"I once killed my companion with my own hands," the old man went on to tell his story. "It was really a nightmare. I killed my companion just to survive. It's ridiculous. People in Meteor Street are united on the outside, but in the interior, apart from the companion No one can believe that, in order to live a good life... I can't make up for my guilt."

"So, these two necklaces are for you, I don't want to miss the past."

This is the most sincere language in the heart of an old man. He longs to return to the past. Perhaps, the moment he killed his companion, his heart was throbbing.

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