Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

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The velvet fabric with invisible texture is deftly cut to present a different style from roadside trousers, and the well-polished black leather shoes stand out more noblely on the somewhat gray asphalt road.

"Mr. Lanshan, do you mean a murderer?" The round-toed leather shoes slightly stained with stardust are a bit old, and the slight wrinkles show that they have been worn for a long time and have not been changed.

"Miss Qianshui, be careful, murderers don't have eyes." A voice that couldn't tell whether it was concern or excitement answered, and there was a deep darkness in the iron-gray pupils, making Qianshui unable to see the true feelings in the eyes. .

Asahi likes grass, the store manager, hates Mr. Arashiyama, Asahi... afraid...

"The murderer is my prey~" The raised tone, frivolous promise.The golden wavy hair shone dazzlingly under the brilliant and somewhat unrealistic brilliance, and the green, jellyfish-like eyes contained disdain, deep, and heavy contempt.

Qian Shui hates Miss Kuihai, hates it very much, hates Miss Kuihai's attitude of not caring even though she can get a lot of good things.

Qian Shui hates Miss Kuihai, very much, very much, but... Qian Shui walks with Miss Kuihai.

"The other party is a murderer, Miss Kuihai, should I hand it over to the police from time to time?" Unnaturally smoothing the broken hair on the ears and temples, one stroke after another.

"Police? Hehe...hahahaha~~~~~~~~" In exchange for crazy and somewhat exaggerated laughter, so ostentatious, so unscrupulous, so profound, so deep in contempt, "Little sister, the police are trash-like characters in this world~" The golden wavy curly hair reflecting the sun's rays drew a beautiful and fascinating arc in the air due to the oversized body.

The laughter weakened, slowly calmed down, and gradually subsided.Then he stretched out his hand to straighten the slightly messy blond hair, and the jellyfish green eyes turned around, looking towards the direction of the shallow water. The jellyfish green eyes revealed a contempt for the shallow water, with heavy scorn for the ants .

"But..." Hesitating, Qian Shui knew that it was impossible for him to refute Miss Kuihai's words, but this made him feel cowardly and useless...

"There is no 'but'~" The slender fingers lightly tapped Qianshui's pale lips, and his eyes narrowed slightly. It can't be regarded as the thin eyelids covering the jellyfish green eyes, but Qianshui saw it, very I saw it very close, "Little sister~ This world is far less simple than you think~ If you don't want to die, you have to be careful~" The distance was very close, but it suddenly became very far away far far...

What I saw in shallow water, I should have seen, I should have been able to grasp, I should have been able to be sure, but... forgot...

Qian Shui hates Miss Kuihai, hates it, hates it, hates it, but... Mr. Arashiyama is trembling, trembling in front of Miss Kuihai, Mr. Arashiyama... afraid?

"Qian Shui don't worry about Kui Hai, don't look at her like this, she is a bounty hunter." Mr. Arashiyama's smile suddenly became very blurred.

'Bounty Hunter. '

Qian Shui knows, Qian Shui has always known, Qian Shui has always understood, but...he doesn't want to admit it...

'Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area...'

'Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area...'

'Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area...'

Qian Shui understands, has always understood, but...doesn't want to admit it...

Qian Shui knew it, always knew it, but...he didn't want to believe it...

There is no kind father here. Although there is no shadow of Qianshui in his eyes, he is still Qianshui's father, a very good, very good father.

There is no gentle mother here. Although the mother is very harsh on Qianshui, she is still Qianshui's mother, a very gentle, gentle and gentle mother.

There is no brother who believes in God here. Although Qianshui does not believe in God, Qianshui likes his brother. He is very handsome, very handsome, and Qianshui likes him very much.

There is no timid Ming Jing here, although he can't meet Ming Jing often, but Ming Jing is a cute child, Qianshui's favorite school girl, Ming Jing is not beautiful, but... very good, very good.

There is nothing here... There is nothing here... This is not Qianshui's world, Qianshui knows, Qianshui has always known, Qianshui understands, Qianshui has always understood, but...

This is the world of hunters, this is the world of carnage, this is the world of greed, Qian Shui knows, always knows, always understands...

Qianshui met Mr., from the very beginning, but Mr. is very good to Mr. Qianshui, Mr. is very gentleman, very gentleman, very gentleman, he is the most gentlemanly man that Mr. Qianshui has ever met, but... Mr.'s name is Kuroro , Kurolo? Luxilu...

Qianshui met Lala, Nuonuo, and Mr. Noel, but Mr. killed them...Killed them all the time...until they ceased to exist, until they disappeared forever...Mr.'s name is Ku Luoluo, Ku Luoluo Lolo Roussillo...

"Then Miss Kuihai is going to work harder. I have heard that although there are not many hunters, they are very powerful." Smiling, drooping the corners of the eyes to a certain extent, let the body relax to a certain extent, and curled the corners of the lips, 45 degrees absolutely good angle, then...soft, angel...

"Little sister, don't die~" After a moment of trance, that child...like an angel...

"Will not."

'Will not. '

But... Fate, who can see through it...

It started to rain in the sky, and the soft rain was connected to the earth, as if moths flew into a flame without hesitation.

The twitching limbs, the distorted and somewhat horrifying face, the blood overflowing, and the thick aura that would make ordinary people sick diffused throughout the space.

"It's so heavy, sister, come help me." Black and white dress.

"No, my brother is a boy, how can I let a lady carry such a heavy thing." Black and white skirt.

It started to rain in the sky, and the soft rain was connected to the earth, as if moths flew into a flame without hesitation.

The thick ax glowed with silver-blue light, and he tried his best to control the strength, just to prevent the skin from still being attached to the flesh.

The beating blood vessels beat slightly between the muscles and the milky white protein, one after another.

"Ah." The boy accidentally called out.

"What's wrong, brother?" Hugging her, even though her hands were bright red, even though her body was already full of blood.Bow, kiss, with some viscous liquid on the lips.

"It's broken." Looking innocently at the body in front of him, some of the fair skin peeled off the tender red muscles, and the blood vessels were throbbing, the statement continued...

"No. Brother, you can continue." Rubbing his body, greedily inhaling the smell of the other party, he answered lazily and casually.

"Oh, yes, you can continue." The ax with a rusty taste cut through the tender red muscles that were carefully protected just now, and the knots with traces were pushed out by some small hands. The peeled facial skin was twitching, again and again.

It is raining in the sky, and the soft rain is connected to the earth, as if moths fly to the flame without hesitation...

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