Since I've been the sister of these people

It's really the worst situation. The killers around the 12th district, without exception, are all mind-killers.

Yiermi still had that paralyzed face, but he knew very well in his heart that the last time he was able to escape under their noses was nothing more than relying on the excellent assassination skills of beating the enemy Hakka.

However, in the current situation, it doesn't matter whether he can get away with it again, the most important point is that if he retreats here, the little mute will be in danger.

The killer is the most taboo to expose himself, I am afraid that even if he dies here today, these people will not let go of Mizutani Xinghua who has seen their true colors.

"Clear, you need to hide well..."

Yi Ermi murmured softly, and secretly crushed the secret medicine that had been contained in her mouth in advance.

"Young master, if you want to blame, blame your surname, beat the enemy!"

The assassins in front of them seemed to be temporarily summoned from places of various religions, but assassins of any level would seldom perform missions in groups like them, and would never take the initiative to communicate with their prey.

Of course, he didn't even have the guts to do anything to those who beat the enemy Hakka.

"You are too noisy."

Yi Ermi's eyes gradually became blank, and she could no longer read any emotion from them.

"What did you say?!"

The man was obviously irritated by Yi Ermi's words, and rushed towards him.

"A little kid who can't even read dares..."

next second.

The sharp animal claws pierced his chest, and Ilmi took out his heart and crushed it mercilessly.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, staining most of his body red.

Seeing that the man who was still arrogant just now turned into a pile of corpses in an instant, the rest of the people did not dare to underestimate the enemy any more, and all of them showed their housekeeping skills.

The atmosphere became serious in an instant.

Yi Erfan doesn't care, the only thing he worries about is Mizutani Xinghua who is alone.

I just wish her all the best.

***

Shuigu Xinghua, who ran away from those people, hid herself in a remote ruin. She didn't dare to go too far, for fear that she would not be able to find Yiermi.

To be honest, this was the first time she saw the real face of Meteor Street after transmigrating into this world.

Even she just brushed shoulders with death.

It's not that Mizutani Xinghua has never experienced such a thrilling scene, but the only difference now is that the positions of the prey and the hunter have been switched.

Now she is pitifully weak, unable to protect herself at all, let alone protect others.

Damn it, I have to get stronger quickly.

The next time she encounters this kind of situation, she doesn't want to run away as a helpless burden. If possible, she wants to stand with Yiermi and face those terrible dangers.

And Hisoka... If those people just came to hunt down the gang of Il fans, then why did the people watching at their door come for——

Could it be because of her?

If this is the case, then Hisoka, who stayed alone in the 8th area, was in order to divert the attention of the enemy and help them buy time to escape, so he took the risk and chose a person to block all risks for her, regardless of his own safety.

Mizutani Xinghua recalled what Mr. Crazy said that night, so those words that sounded like threatening her were actually saying goodbye in disguise. He was telling her that she might not be able to accompany her in the future, even if The road ahead is difficult and dangerous, and she can only rely on her own strength to survive desperately.

What a joke, she has no plans to be a widowed child from now on.

At this moment, Mizutani Xinghua is suffering because someone taught her what it means to be loved and given.

Mr. Madman must love his sister as much as the bastard brother loves her, and she wrongly defines this affection as something more superficial.

Brother is right, people will always live for something other than themselves, no matter how cruel and ruthless they are.

Maybe she, no, it should be Claire, maybe Mr. Madman's sister is not enough to fill the void in his heart, but for Hisoka, she must be special enough to risk her life.

That's great, it's the same for this pair of brothers and sisters, blood relationship is indeed the most wonderful thing in this world.

Great sage, let's go back to District 8 after fulfilling Ilmi's entrustment.

"Warning - the risk is too high, the owner is not recommended to do this"

Don't worry, I will cherish this life, but I must confirm the life and death of Mr. Madman with my own eyes.

Mizutani Xinghua said seriously in her heart.

The feeling of waiting is not pleasant, but she is no longer the reckless junior high school girl. Those killers have just met her face to face, and they must make sure everything is safe before they can act.

Even if there are very few things she can do now, if she doesn't do it with her heart, it is equivalent to zero.

About two hours passed. It was evening when they came out, and it was night now.

According to Yier fans, the longest time a professional assassin can stay around the assassination target is impossible to exceed two hours. If conditions permit, most of them will quickly evacuate the scene after completing their tasks.

Two hours had already arrived, which meant that even if they wanted to kill the grass, they had to give up temporarily to avoid the possibility of direct exposure.

Mizugu Xinghua moved her completely numb legs, and carefully crawled out from the gap.

She returned to the original rubbish mountain and quietly hid in the distance. Seeing Yiermi lying in a pool of blood, her heart couldn't help but twitch.

Great Sage, are those people still there?

Mizutani Xinghua asked vigilantly in her heart.

"Report - Detected that the life response of the target person has disappeared, judging that the surrounding environment is temporarily safe"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Mizutani Kyoka quickly ran to the black-haired girl's body, and gently lifted her up from the ground.

Yiermi's body was covered with large and small wounds, and a big hole was opened in the belly, and the blood that flowed from it had already solidified into a blood eggplant, which looked quite terrifying.

Mizutani Xinghua is very sad, a good girl was made like this, all these injuries add up, how painful it must be for Il fans.

But she knew very well in her heart that there was only a small amount of time left for the appointment with Yi Ermi, and she had no time to spend here hurting the spring and autumn.

She had to get Ilmi to her grandma, Beyoncé, District 12, as soon as possible.

Mizutani Xinghua put Yi Ermi's arms around her neck. Although Miss Black Cat is a little taller than her, she is lighter in weight, so they haven't reached the point where they can't move at all.

According to the instructions of Yier fans, they are now located at the border of District 12. Her grandma's house should be only a few hundred meters away from here. Come and join her grandma.

Just keep going west... Shuigu Xinghua dragged Yi Ermi's body, walking hard in the garbage dump like a ghost.

Suddenly, she seemed to trip over something under her feet, staggered, and almost fell on the road with her body and her body.

Mizutani Xinghua glanced down, it was a person, but he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

She counted the time and ensured that she could deliver Yiermi to the destination within the agreed time, then gently put her down, and stretched out her hand to sniff the "obstacle".

Although very weak, but still alive.

Mizutani Xinghua turned him over, and the man's facial features were very delicate, and against the background of the moonlight, he exuded a feeling of loveliness.

She took out the candy that Yiermi secretly stuffed into her from her pocket, peeled off the wrapping paper, and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

After completing this series of good deeds, Mizutani Xinghua set off again behind the back of Il fans.

What she can do is very limited, that's all, it's up to him whether he can survive.

What Mizutani Xinghua didn't know was that the person she saved today would turn Meteor Street upside down one day in the future.

Of course, that's for later.

***

After a long journey, Mizutani Xinghua finally arrived at the most flamboyant house on Meteor Street that Yiermi said.

At the door, two women in gauze skirts were standing there, together with two strangely shaped stone statues.

Mizutani Xinghua lifted Yiermi by her shoulders, and was about to negotiate with them, but suddenly realized that she was now a mute and could not speak at all.

Terrible, she tried to show the face of Yier fans, anyway, this is the precious granddaughter of their immediate boss, there must be some impression.

In reality, the two female guards did nothing about it, and one of them even impatiently told her to leave.

"Damn kid, don't hang around here, this is not the place for you."

Mizutani Xinghua gestured anxiously with them, hoping that they could lend her a hand. Of course, it would be even better if she had a pen and paper.

The other woman seemed to be moved, and said softly: "It's so pitiful, are you dumb?"

"Fula, you're here again!"

her partner growled bitterly.

"But, this child..."

"Enough, accept your kindness, how can there be no poor people in Meteor Street?"

The woman named Fulla frowned and gave her a sorry look.

Mizutani Kyoka knew that this would not be able to convey the information to them, so she put down Ilmi and took out the knife that Hisoka gave from her sleeve. It was originally used for self-defense, but now——

She cut a long gash on her index finger, and blood oozed from the wound immediately.

Mizutani Xinghua ran up the steps, and just about to write Yi Ermi's name on it, she was kicked down the steps by the woman who thought she was troublesome.

"I've said it all, don't play tricks, no one here will sympathize with you."

Mizutani Kyoka bit her lip, feeling at a loss for the first time in the situation she was facing.

As Yi Ermi said, once she didn't arrive at her grandmother's place within four hours, then she would really die and never wake up again.

When Mizutani Xinghua grows so big, various people always teach her to analyze her strength, accompanied by warnings not to be enemies of the strong.

However, if you don't try some things and wait for yourself, you may regret it for life.

Yiermi entrusted her life to her, and she didn't want to let her down, that's all.

Even if you can't pass through this door, as long as you can get in touch with that woman named Fulla... Mizutani Xinghua made up her mind and rushed over with Ilmi in her arms.

The fierce woman pulled out the saber on her waist without mercy, and Mizutani Kyokako blocked the attack with Yi Ermi's body as a shield.

It is to let you young masters remember this knife well.

Mizutani Xinghua thought bitterly.

"Fula, what are you still doing?!"

next second.

Her body was pierced by something.

That's not a sword, but something like Qi.

"Report - Unknown force detected, analysis and identification in progress...."

Great Sage, I am about to die, and you are still doing research over there.

Shuigu Xinghua fell down straight, and couldn't help crying in her heart.

Fulla caught her in a panic and kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... But Master Biang said that if anyone who doesn't have permission is allowed to pass through this gate, Aisha and I will be executed..."

That's enough, stop crying and stop wasting my precious time.

Shuigu Xinghua pulled her sleeves with force, and originally wanted to write "Ilmi" in blood on the ground, but with a thought, she changed it to "Beat the enemy".

Fulla's eyes widened, obviously in disbelief of what she was seeing.

Shuigu Xinghua continued her efforts, and pointed to Yi Ermi who fell beside her——

Take her to find.... Beyoncé

She insisted on finishing the last stroke, but the feeling of weightlessness in her whole body became stronger and stronger. This is what she is most familiar with——

The feeling of death.