[Comprehensive Manga Master Hunter] The villain girl's whitewashing plan

Yui Muchuan's winter stays before the age of ten.The tall juniper tree on the side of the training ground, the stone lantern that Chiho led her through, the honey scones in the tatami room, the high-hanging human body whose face can't be remembered, the incontinence that dripped on the floor along the toes. liquid.It's all her winter.

After the age of ten, because someone promised to build a snowman for her every year, Mu Chuan became a little star that continued to shine.She praises friendship, sings praises to nature, and sends blessings to all the beautiful lives she meets.She made jokes and made jokes, claiming to be the number one villain in the world, went to the mountains and seas, rescued saints in religious countries, ran and danced with chickens, ducks, geese, secretly gave her abilities to the sister of the investigator who wanted to die, and signed a devil contract with the innocent boy who was captured, She lived the first half of her life vigorously.

But the first boy she met in this world told her: "You don't have any family anyway."

She has parents.It's just that his father was a prisoner on death row, and his mother hanged herself.She didn't remember her parents' faces, and she didn't quite understand the concept of criminals and shooting when she was a child, but it must have been a cruel thing.Mu Chuan didn't ask any more, since Chiho's presence was enough anyway, even if Chiho left, she could still live a prosperous life by herself.

Swearing at people is no longer popular these days, and the damage is not strong, it is better to swear at green tea ladies.That's why no one yells orphans at her, and another reason is that many people in these worlds are also helpless and wandering.It's actually pretty cool, except that it's a little lonely once in a while, and there's nothing wrong with it.

Then there was a guy who had shattered her entire peaceful summer, drenched in snow, walked through the crowd wearing men's leather shoes, and stepped in front of her again with a crisp sound, breaking the winter as well.

Standing through the snow-covered treetops, from the eaves of the commercial street, the roof of the milk tea shop, and all the trees, the sound of snow dripping can be heard.

"Takoyaki, Oden—"

"Ten Commandments of Milk Tea..."

The din of people was blown away by the wind, and everything about winter was locked in the man's gentle and hypocritical smile.

Mu Chuan felt disgusted when he saw him, and reluctantly turned his face away.Then another familiar figure broke into her field of vision, and at the same time, she heard the voice that sounded like chewing gum soaked in glue: "It's applesauce~"

Hisoka is elusive, playing tricks on the children on Greed Island, and making private deals with the leader of the bandits.

With a click, Mu Chuan kicked the stone at his feet away.The stone went over the manhole cover, fell down the steps, and finally stopped in front of a young man with long black hair.

The stone's voice was not loud, but Mu Chuanyu suddenly felt that there was a strange sense of absurdity between today and yesterday.She watched that person walking around in the muddy snow, and realized that the three of them were going to meet, but she bumped into it unintentionally.

"Yo, Ilu, is work over yet?"

The long-haired young man hummed, and looked down at Mu Chuan: "Why is she here?"

Hisoka shrugged: "I happened to meet him. I saw a kid wandering here alone. Come over to say hello."

--boring.

Mu Chuan is not interested in these people, she is in a terrible mood, it seems that the reflection of snow water flashed into her right eye, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, closed her eyes, the color of her pupils was very bright in the white space.

The girl wearing a white skirt and thick coat stood in the middle of the ice and snow. The shadow of her nose seemed to indicate the rapid arrival of winter. Her ears, which were half hidden in her black hair, were extremely delicate and small in shape.She looked like she was about to cry, but her raised face was dry, and she didn't intend to shed tears. On the contrary, there was still an indifferent and sharp cold light hidden in her right pupil.

She turned around calmly, intending to leave here.

At this moment, a dense black shadow emerged from the shoulder, and the black air with no specific shape condensed into a ball, like a black cable sticking out of a comic book.The little devil said with a gloating tone: "This person was infected by one of the five major disasters. If he doesn't care, he should die within today."

She paused.

The other three also cast their attention on her, to be precise, they stared at the black object on her shoulder.

Mu Chuan raised his right eye, glanced at Illumi a few times, and fixed his gaze on the other's forearm, where there was an obvious sharp tooth mark, which seemed to be bitten by a reptile.

The young man himself didn't react at all, he raised his index finger as if he had suddenly realized, but his face was expressionless, with a somewhat innocent and serious illusion: "Isn't it an ordinary poison, but I don't feel anything."

"What are the five major disasters?" Mu Chuan asked.

Under the stares of several people, the demon didn't panic at all, and explained very cooperatively: "He was bitten by one of the five disasters that were accidentally brought back from the Dark Continent many years ago. The monsters will spread the plague, especially when the body temperature is low."

Miss Wei turned her head silently: "...Can I leave you alone, brother?"

Illumi: "No."

"How did you get caught? It doesn't fit your setting as a ruthless killer." Mu Chuan drooped his red eyes, and spread his palms to signal, "Your family relied on their own anti-drugs to make waves, world famous paintings."

The other party looked at her calmly, his eyes were dark, and he was extremely calm: "What does this posture mean?"

"It means reach out—"

She unceremoniously pulled the young man's left hand over, applied gauze to the wound, and briefly bandaged it.The opponent's muscles tensed up in an instant, and she moved very quickly, and quickly let go of her hand, and then stuffed another warm baby in the young man's palm.

"Once the body temperature drops, the virus will spread throughout the body along the blood, you take this first."

Mu Chuan's attitude is neither bad nor bad, but in Kuroro's eyes, it is rare to see, he can't help sighing: "It's really a discrimination."

"Find a place to heal the wound on your arm, go?" she asked.

The young man nodded. For the first time, there was no contradiction in dialogue or fierce confrontation with her. It was so harmonious that even Hisoka was amazed.

Mu Chuan: "Ah, don't worry about the other two perverts."

"It's so ruthless, Kurolo, you are on par with me."

"I didn't expect to be at the same level as Hisoka..." The black-haired young man covered his mouth and thought seriously, "It seems that he hates me very much."

"what is it?"

"I raised a demon." She replied casually.

"Demon? How did Apple Butter come across such a fun thing." Hisoka seemed to want to poke the black shadow, but was dodged by the shadow, "Isn't it some mind ability?"

"I'm so rude, I'm the biggest demon in this world, people call me Demon God, the noble son of hell—"

"Okay, okay, I am the king of the island, the god of rule, the ruler of dreams, and the teacher of the one and only law of mechanics."

Muchuan Weiyi pressed the demon back into the black air with a cold face.

"Ok?"

The red-haired young man looked at her thoughtfully, with a sinister smile on his face: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Is it so easy to see?

Hisoka's usual expression was suppressed, and the corners of his thin lips were raised, looking cold and unkind.

Miss Muchuan looked away: "Conjunctivitis."

"Lie~"

He snorted, turned out a ghost card in his palm and put it in front of his lips: "There are no eyeballs, and they are flat under the eyepatch. Could it be that someone believed your cute little lie?"

Yin and Yang are weird.

She touched her left eye, and it felt wet to the touch, only to belatedly realize that the eyepatch was soaked in blood, with a few wisps of blood winding down.The girl sighed, took off the blindfold, a few snowflakes fell on the eyelids, and turned into crystal droplets in an instant.

The sun had not yet set, and the cold winter wind seemed to be sleeping soundly, and the bright lights of the commercial street danced on her face.The battle-damaged girl nonchalantly raised her hand to wipe off the bloodshot eyes. Her black hair half covered her left face, revealing a golden sun that was about to melt.Cooperating with the huge black shadow behind her, like a Venus with a broken arm, and the scab left by a festered wound, a strange, wet and embarrassing appearance appeared with an astonishingly incomplete beauty.

Mu Chuanyu looked down at the hemostatic towel in his hand in confusion, wondering how slow the wound healed this time.

"Anyway, it can grow back again, so it doesn't matter if you leave it alone." She brushed off the matter, "The three of you dating are quite trendy, what, you want to talk about a serious topic about thieves gangs, and then wait for yourself Your killer friend?"

Completely correct.

"How come~"

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to know."

Pointing to the bar in front of her, she suggested: "Open a private room at random, and you won't have to find another place."

Then put on a disgusted expression, looked left and right: "The rest of you irrelevant personnel..."

"I want to stay with Xiao Yi." This was Hisoka who spoke in disgust.

Kuroro didn't express his opinion, but he took two steps forward with a clear attitude, with a hypocritical smile on his face, looking like a human being.

Mu Chuan: "...Yes, please."

There is a huge ornamental brazier at the entrance of the bar. While avoiding the rising flames, the waiter's hands are pushing aside the flames that are about to go out under the pressure of thick aromatherapy paper, and rekindle them.Flames danced like small animals in the paulownia brazier, as if some kind of sophisticated crime.

There was no one inside, and they were greeted warmly as soon as they entered.The salesperson at the front desk stared at the few people for a while with eyes that couldn't tell whether it was complicated or scrutinizing: "Please invite some of you."

If she saw one woman and three men, she would sigh in her heart.Mu Chuan sighed again, and feebly raised his fingers: "Thank you for the quiet box."

After being led to the small room, Miss Wei sorted out her medical equipment without changing her expression, and spread them out on the glass tea table.

"Won't applesauce be nervous? There are so many people~" There was a wet teasing in his ear.

He just thought it was fun to tease her.

Mu Chuan glanced at Hisoka with dead fish eyes: "No, because you can't beat me, the three of you will be crushed by me against the wall together. Or do you want to hear this—"

She kept tidying up her hands, her eyes calmly glanced at the gauze and hemostatic stickers in her hand, she changed into a very girlish tone, and said as if she was intentionally disgusting: "I have no experience, so, that, can you be gentle?" A little..." Is that so?Do you feel that your fetish is satisfied? "

Hisoka was poked at the point of laughter, looking very happy.

Mu Chuan didn't bother to talk to him, and looked up at Illumi: "Sit down, then reach out."

The little devil on the shoulder came out, and a dark shadow was silently observing the bite wound on the young man's arm. Its voice had a mechanical distant sound: "Little girl, you must first remove the poisonous blood before I can remove it." Cursed wounds."

"Can't it be cured directly?"

"Devils are not omnipotent, especially the virus left by a species similar to ours." It whimpered, "Besides, I was born not long ago, so you can't be more tolerant ?"

"Is it contagious?"

She put on rubber gloves, her eyes paused for a moment on the medical equipment she had only seen a few hours ago, and then moved away without a trace.Then pick up the tweezers and a knife, and carefully remove the tiny fangs caught in the muscle.

"Not for the time being, but as long as he turns into a corpse, the plague that originally attached to his body will spread, and it will easily become a disaster for mankind."

"It hurts a bit, but there's nothing you can do about it. Just bear with it a little bit." The little girl lowered her head, her beautiful red eyes stared at the wound seriously, there were no distracting thoughts in her eyes, not even emotions, and there were no exaggerated shining stars hidden in her eyes. , just focusing on reflecting the opponent's body.

Kuroro leaned against the wall, silently observing the scene.With one hand still in his trouser pocket, he tilted his head slightly, looking cynical, but his eyes were frozen, as if mocking.

"Tell me if it hurts."

The girl habitually took on a concerned tone.

The young man's cold eyes fell on her face, disdainful and weird, and after a long strange silence, he said slowly: "... who do you think I am?"

The girl glanced at him in confusion, and said as a matter of course: "What kind of strange expression is that, I can't help it, it is such a place where people can recognize their insignificance, only in this way can human beings grow—"

The little devil laughed, and threw the wound on the young man into the flower arrangement in the corner of the room, and the sunflowers and sunflowers that bloomed in an instant all turned dry.

"Is this all right?" Illumi tried to shake his fingers.

"No, it's still close... It seems that the gallbladder of that snake must be used. Boy, where did you get bitten? Go back quickly."

Kuroro looked at the two people who were communicating in front of him, especially the girl who had a relationship for a long time, and slowly smiled with a deep meaning.He was thinking that maybe he knew the opponent's weakness, which made the plan easier to carry out.

Seeing the girl showing a confident, quiet and focused expression, he wanted to hurt her very much, and wanted to see her showing hatred, hatred, despair and sadness, and collapsed pain.

...yes, like a wilted dried flower.

The man's gaze swept across the shriveled Xiang Xinghua in the corner of the room, his bottomless black eyes flickered slightly, and then returned to the haze.

The author has something to say:

Because Xiao Mu is a good boy.

That's what the real villains of the world like to do—destroy good things.