[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

?Hisoka hummed in dissatisfaction, and it was a pity to give her the last blow.

"Crows take a plane!"

Enduring the severe pain, the tourist violently attacked Hisoka.

Human beings instinctively want to fight or flee when facing a strong enemy.In the face of fear, most of them will be timid, but there are also a small number of people who are extremely afraid, but have desperate courage.

Tourists are not the kind of "crazy" people, their nature belongs to the former one.But because of too much worry, those fears that many people have, or are harmless, will become obstacles again at a certain time at a certain day, causing irreversible consequences.So she always forced herself to face the existence she was terribly afraid of, and repeatedly tried and trained until it stopped hindering her, almost self-abuse paranoia.

If you shrink back because you are afraid of death, you are really dead!

Neither run away nor beg for mercy, get up as many times as you are knocked down, until you lose consciousness or simply die.

"caught you."

The skull cracked.The tourist finally touched him, cracked nails gripping the muscles of Hisoka's arm, and the tourist's unfocused blue eyes stared at Death absently, without emotion.

Hisoka held the playing cards, easily broke through the defense, and sent the cards into his abdomen. Warm and sticky blood flowed out along the cards, and slowly fainted a large area.

The tourist didn't seem to feel it, but instead took this opportunity to concentrate all his thoughts on his head and hit the head, "Smack a walnut with your head!"

Hisoka's pupils narrowed slightly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he took advantage of the situation and ducked to avoid the blow.The tourist changed his tactics quickly, simply pressed Hisoka down on his abdomen, concentrated his thoughts on his teeth, and opened his mouth wide open to the stretched neck.

The best way to protect yourself is to destroy the enemy.Even if he was stabbed right through, he must pay the price before then!

At the moment when the tourist's teeth pierced Hisoka's skin and tasted the blood, Hisoka's other hand also inserted into the tourist's back at the same time, piercing the flesh and blood, and further ahead was the heart.

The tourist let go of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Have I become your qualified fruit? Suo Jiang?"

"Why are the two of them hugging and kissing?" Finks asked in surprise.

Viewed from the side, the posture is indeed a bit like she is holding Hisoka and kissing his neck, and Hisoka is holding her with one hand.But this is not the case!At best, she sees Hisoka as just one of many favorite characters.

Not even a favorite.

Just before losing consciousness, the tourist roared in his heart: Please keep your voice down when spreading rumors, and respect the person involved! ! !I'm not dead yet!Come out and single out!heads-up!

Hisoka smiled gently, put down the girl in his hand, and said softly: "I can barely pass you...Keep working hard~ Tourist-chan~"

Hell

A pure white moon and a blood-red moon hung on both sides of the sky, surrounded by fog, and some tall buildings and ruins could be vaguely seen, and the neon lights illuminated the landfill.

The tourist stepped on the water, and her reflection was reflected in the water mirror, her light-colored hair was tangled together in a mess.

"What are you doing? What the hell place? You can't be so unlucky."

She clearly remembered that she didn't die while holding her breath. Could it be that Hisoka changed her mind and hurt her?Hisoka's words... really can do such a thing.Or she didn't make it through and hiccupped?

The tourists looked around, and it seemed that she was the only one in this world that couldn't see the way ahead.She yelled unwillingly.

"Is anyone there? Someone squeaked."

In the empty world, there is not even an echo.Frustrated, the tourist sat in the puddle, complaining, "Isn't it going to be worn again? I'm going to lose my mind. I was born to be a master. I'm sorry."

After waiting for a long time, there is still no change. There are no humans, no animals, not even a single plant, a world with no signs of life at all.The tourist's heart gradually cooled down. She put her hands under her chest and lay upright in the water, like a corpse that had been put into a coffin.Only the eyes that have not been closed are looking sadly at the two moons, and the sparkling water just submerges the ears.

The moon changed, as if it had been crushed by someone, and swayed like ripples.The tourists sat up alertly and looked around.

She saw her "self" standing not far away quietly looking at the sky, without a trace of a smile on her face, desolate and desolate, with a lonely expression.

"Hey!"

The tourist stood up and ran to her, "Who are you?!"

"what!"

The tourist exclaimed, fell to the ground, widened his eyes in astonishment, and tentatively stretched out his hand forward.An invisible wall runs across the centre.

Tourists frowned, flapped and shouted in vain.

"Who are you!? Answer me! Why do you look like me and wear my clothes!"

Mochizuki's black-haired beauty was finally willing to look away a little, and turned to look at the tourists with a calm expression.

"I am you and you are me. Don't you understand?"

"Fart your mother!" The tourist yelled angrily, pressing his hands against the wall, "I am me, you are you, you will not be me, I will not be you!"

"I know who you are now." The tourist said with certainty, "You are the rose that the spider said. I'm not time travel, it's an exchange! It's you!"

Qiangwei didn't deny it, she looked away, turned around and walked into the mist.

"Don't go! What do you want to do?! I want to go back! Let me go back! Don't go!"

The tourist yelled frantically and kicked the wall with all his strength. The bright red blood dripped down his knuckles and toes, melted into the water and disappeared.

The tourist looked anxiously at the receding figure, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked her: "I saw the brigade!"

The black figure paused.

"They miss you very much, don't you miss them?" The tourist lowered his voice, and said in a persuasive way: "We must find a way to change back, right? You can still go back to the brigade, and I can go home. We will all be rewarded." Wish."

Qiangwei turned around quickly, her long hair drew a beautiful long arc in the air, and walked towards her.

Tourists look forward to the people close at hand, "Fetan, Finx, Kuroro, Maggie, they all remember you. Kuroro is looking for treasures again, don't you want to go together? We are now Come back, let's go home."

A slight shake flashed in Qiangwei's eyes, and soon it was submerged in the night like sparks.

"You tell them that fate is over, thank you for taking care of me."

"Say it yourself, that's the only way to be sincere, isn't it?"

The tourist was almost outraged. She had been talking so much about her feelings for a long time, and she couldn't listen to it at all. She had to be a microphone. Is there such a thing in the world!

Qiangwei turned around calmly and wanted to leave again.

The tourist shouted angrily, "Hey, at least, at least tell me, how is my side?! You come back! You come back, why are you people so selfish."

"You come back... I still have a lot of questions to ask, you come back..."

Tourists slid down the wall and sat in the water, weeping in vain.

"At least tell me a little bit about things over there... Are my parents willing to see me? Did they forgive me? Has anyone found out?... At least let me go back and say goodbye, I still have a lot to say, don't you Walk……"

The tourist woke up crying, her hair was wet with tears, her heart and body were throbbing so much that she didn't know which was more painful.

"Hey, did Xiaoguo have a nightmare~" Hisoka was a little annoyed by the noise.

The tourist glanced at the smiling Hisoka, and cried louder.

"I want you to take care of it! I see you are even more angry."

Tourists cry all the time.

If the bones hadn't been broken, she would be crying, beating her chest and rolling all over the floor now.

Hisoka poked the tourist's crying face with his finger, "Girls will become ugly if they cry too much~"

"It's okay, just wash your face."

The tourist was sobbing and made an indistinct sound. Seeing that Hisoka was going to bother her again, he slapped his hand, "You're a dog, don't touch me, I'm so angry."

"It's so fickle~"

Hisoka withdrew the hand that was going to pinch her, showed a pitiful expression, squatted on the ground and huddled up, his body emitting a killing intent that was completely different from his tone, "Obviously I said I like her very much~"

"I'm not mad at you."

The tourist had cried enough, sat up angrily, wiped his tears horizontally, and said with a sob: "I'm an angry spider, and it's unlucky for me to be angry."

Hisoka's eyes lit up, he conjured up a playing card, licked the corner, and asked excitedly: "Does Xiaoguo want to kill the spider? It's too weak~"

The tourist gave him a blank look, "That's not it. It's just venting anger, and you don't really hold grudges." The tourist stared at him with an expression of don't pretend, I understand you, "And isn't you the spider hunter? "Mars?

Hisoka wilted visibly, and let out a resentful hum.

"Keep it secret~ or I'll kill you."

"Of course, I won't interfere with your affairs, and I don't want to get in touch with Kuroro, he is too calculating, I don't love him when I'm tired." The tourist said of course, "I like you the most in this world, I will definitely I'm leaning towards you, and I won't tell anyone."

I only like you the most in this world. When I go back, I will become a two-dimensional god again. The one who is beautiful is my wife, and the one who is handsome is my husband.Singing and singing every night, the integrity is lost.

Hisoka showed a petting animal smile, and lightly patted the hair of the smiling tourist, "Oh dear~"

The tourist froze for a moment, and came back from endless fantasies, staring at Hisoka suspiciously for one second, two seconds, three seconds... "You really are teasing a dog." I treat you like a wall, and you treat me like a white hair poodle?

"Hehehe...how is that possible~" Hisoka covered half of his face with a playing card, shaking with a smile.

"That." The tourist hesitated, and finally