[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

He lowered his head, his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow over his eyes.He suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the tourists, showing a ferocious face, "You want to escape too! You are all mine! You are absolutely not allowed to escape!"

The tourist endured the dull pain from the chest and managed to avoid it, and then there was pain in all the limbs, and the tourist gasped in pain.

"Is your injury still not healed?" Martha stopped attacking, looked at the tourists with blurred eyes, and said gently and seductively, "Stay here, I will take good care of you, take you in, give you clothes and food like before. Stay... ..."

"I'm really sorry for giving you the illusion of keeping a pet." The tourist said without guilt, delaying time while thinking about how to escape, "Although you may not know what it means, I still want to say that I am an extremely noble player master. Which battle game player do you think was raised by the little monsters in Novice Village? At least he must be at the level of a boss like Hisoka."

Martha was stunned for a moment, "You say I'm a mob?"

"That's right, that kind of mass-produced, non-distinctive NPC that is worthless except for familiarizing players with skills and killing players' time to increase online time."

Unexpectedly, that sentence touched Martha's nerves, a line of water marks rolled down on her dusty face, dripped on the ground, and was submerged in dust.However, this kind of reaction is a good thing for tourists. Intense emotions such as anger, sadness, ecstasy, etc. will affect their rationality and make reckless and wrong judgments.

"Recognize your own value, and let go decisively when you are useless, so that such a monster will not be annoying, you are very useless." Of course, when mocking, if you don't grasp the scale well, the sanity value is too low, Maybe it will make the monster fall into a berserk state, which will greatly increase its power and become difficult to deal with.

These are essential rules that a veteran game player needs to keep in mind at all times.

Clenched fists and kicks hit the tourists like summer rain, and the tourists screamed or cursed and slowly approached the window.

Finally, after taking another angry old punch from the woman, the tourist raised his face wet with sweat, smiled triumphantly, turned over and jumped out of the window, "Goodbye~"

Martha's pupils constricted suddenly, her heart clenched, and the movement of the tourists leaping out seemed to be slowed down countless times. There was only one thought left in her mind, "I must never lose my daughter again." When she realized it, she He also jumped out.

However, under the high-rise buildings as far as the eye can see, on the ground filled with garbage, there are no tourists.At the last moment, she turned her head and saw the tourists hanging outside the windowsills under the window with fluttering tulle raising their triumphant smiles, opening and closing their lips.

"True-good-deception-"

The tourists happily climbed up and turned back into the room.According to her plan, hang outside first, and if the woman feels that she is intercepted from going down the stairs, she will let go and let herself fall to use the time difference to escape.If the woman falls too, she stabs her with the glass shards she just picked up secretly, causing her to fall.

I didn't expect the woman to jump directly without even looking at it. Such a reckless jump would probably break a hand or a foot for an ordinary person.The tourists stood on the stable ground, with their hands on their hips, facing the sun, and said enthusiastically, "I am so lucky!"

Thoughts about what to do next didn't come to her mind.Since the determination becomes stronger, the most convenient way is to find the characters in the original work who can read. How to find their whereabouts and not be killed is a problem.After all, those people are not at the same level of danger as the low-level npcs at all, and there is a high probability that they will be abused into scum if they leapfrog the challenge.

Looking for

It took a long time for the tourists who left to gradually adapt to the poor and primitive life of Meteor Street.During the day, I sort out garbage, one-thousandth of the ordinary living materials, and at night, I find an open space to temporarily set up a tent and sneak in, praying to see tomorrow.Young children will be protected to a certain extent, and will be taken care of by the poorhouse under the management of the elders, but after the age of 14, they will have to live independently without adults.

Tourists who look at least seventeen or eighteen years old, but actually older, are obviously not eligible for such benefits.

"It's really cruel." The tourist sighed heavily. She was quite clean at first, but after wandering for a long time, she couldn't find a piece of clean skin.At the beginning, I would take care of it deliberately, but later I found that it would get dirty soon, and the speed of cleaning was far behind the speed of dirt, so I gradually gave up this behavior.

something to say.If she was a beautiful poor girl when she first met her, she is now a scruffy monster.His face was ashen, his body covered in dirt, his face was sluggish, and his hair was disheveled.

Contrary to the casualness on the outside, the inner desire of tourists to leave Meteor Street has shifted from the initial casualness to the absolute desire to leave!I have to go even if I die!Almost to the point of being radical.

The tourist tried to stretch his long-bending waist, and asked the sorter who was rummaging through the garbage: "Hey, uncle, has that strange tour group you mentioned a few days ago come back recently? I really want to Let's go on a trip."

"Huh? That's not a tour group! Although it's called a tour group, it's not a tour." The uncle sorter showed an exaggerated expression unique to cartoon characters, straightened up and preached, "Those young children are quite dangerous. You will be killed! Little girl, you must not provoke me, do you understand?"

"Hey, is that so... What a pity." The tourist dragged his tone, pretending to regret, and then immediately asked: "Uncle knows how much, does uncle know where they are? Ah, I'm not going to find them, just I was a little worried that I would encounter them accidentally and wanted to avoid them."

"Well, this is a mystery." The uncle grabbed his tangled hair, lowered his head and thought for a while, "But it's not like there are no clues at all." He paused, looked around vigilantly, and covered his mouth He whispered, "I heard that a lot of people have died on the east side recently, and no one has dared to go there recently, maybe it's because they've come back."

The tourist showed a bright smile and gave a brief hug without hesitation, "That's great, thank you."

The sorter was taken aback, scratched his head and said, "Haha, don't go there either."

"Well, I definitely won't go." No wonder, I flew past at the speed of light today!

Be sure to hug the brigade's thigh!This kind of life can't go on for a day. In this kind of place, even being a king is meaningless!The tourist's chest was pounding with excitement, wishing it would be dark the next moment.

It was hard to endure the hunger and thirst until it got dark, and the tourists couldn't wait for a moment.Let's end the days without internet, electricity, and games!

In order to leave a not-so-bad first impression on the brigade members, she even paid attention to her appearance and clothing for a long time, and used up the water she had accumulated for a long time to clean herself up.If it fails...the tourist shuddered, probably in the mood to kill someone.

Long-term training, good talent, although the tourist's ability is still not as good as those eccentrics in the comics, but it has surpassed most ordinary people.If you're just on your way, it's nothing to worry about.

She groped all the way in the dark, tried her best to make her steps lighter, held her breath, and approached slowly and eagerly.

It was already very close, the building that no one dared to approach.

When we met in a while, what should we say?Aren't those spiders warm-hearted and good people, and they want to reveal the things in the comics as a bargaining chip for life?The ability of that woman named Paconoda is completely to restrain the traverser, has it been developed?What is the timeline?

Tourists brainstorm as they get close.It's not that I haven't considered this issue before, but it's all covered up by the desire to leave, and I haven't planned carefully.

It's very close.Visitors can almost feel the danger behind the walls.Like a spider guarding a hunter falling into a trap, it was careless, waiting for her to pass by.

If you get killed right after showing up, everything will be over!Something must be done!Think quickly, you are the main character, tourist Sparta!There must be a rhetoric that will not be killed and will not arouse Kuroro's curiosity and memory!

Have!Just do it!

The tourist took a deep breath, sank into his dantian, took a step forward, put one hand on his hip, pointed at the person in front of him and shouted: "Spider! Return my husband Hisoka!!!"

In the next moment, the playing cards held by the fingertips fell to the ground, and the tall towers of desire scattered all over the ground.The air seems to be frozen, time and space are stagnant, and the tourists' mouths are stuffed like a duck egg, which cannot be closed for a long time.

"Si... Hiso..."

The tourist barely squeezed out the name from her throat, sweat dripped from her forehead, and her face turned reddish. She didn't know whether she was more afraid or more embarrassing.

逗弄

"Ah, I'm still as enthusiastic as ever~" Hisoka smiled casually, but his eyes didn't shine.

The tourist's face was flushed, he stumbled and couldn't say a word, and a hurricane blew up in his heart.Why didn't she think that the dangerous person was Hisoka and not a spider!No matter how you look at it, it's embarrassing, isn't it embarrassing? !Give me a little reaction, thick-skinned!

Hisoka's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her dangerously, "I have suffered a lot. Now, what are you looking for with spiders?"

The tourists weighed silently, how much chance they had to hide from this old liar, since it was not Kuroro, the countermeasures had to be changed accordingly. "Ah, to get out. I want to get out of here. Does Hisoka-sama have any information about the spider?"

"Hmm~" Hisoka turned his face away and snorted muffledly, "It's hidden, and I can't find it either."

The second half of the sentence is probably a lie, but it doesn't matter.The tourist nodded bitterly and sighed