Time is the butcher knife

in the following memories

"Il is a big killer, go touch a fish in the river and kill it."

"I'm a killer, not a hunter. Besides, there's no money to be made."

"Then I'll give you a nun, go touch a fish and kill it."

"No, you're paying too little to be worth it, and I hate the smell of fish."

"Tch, what a killer, you actually insulted hunters just now. Don't think I don't know if I haven't been out. Sister Biskey told me that hunters are very, very powerful supermen. If you can If not, I really want to be a hunter, if not, it would be great to marry a hunter in the future!"

He turned his head away and ignored me, but I knew he meant that he didn't want to communicate with people who are short-sighted and shallow-sighted.

The above memories are over

I rubbed my temples and decided not to argue with him about the killer or not.But why did he suddenly ask me how to get out? Did he finally get the hang of it and know that no one would come to pick him up?

"Have you finally realized that no one will come to pick you up?" I looked at him sadly, wondering if he would burst into tears, haha.Huh?Why do I look forward to seeing him cry so much?That's not okay, I'm a good man!

"I don't know what you're talking about. No one came to pick me up. Dad told me to go back after completing the task. It's about time for me to go back."

"Huh? What task do you want to complete?"

"Assassination mission. But the other party is too cunning, and finally found some clues."

Well, he's about to start telling his killer story again, and I still decide to ignore it.

On this day, I went to Sister Bisji's house to read magazines as usual, and I couldn't help but express the biggest question in my heart.

"Sister Bisji, are all the men outside dressed so revealingly?"

"Of course not. Only people with a good figure are eligible to be exposed. Sister, the ones I brought back to read are all high-quality goods! It's really cheap for you! It's very good-looking, the books you read are all handsome men, Hehehe~" She approached me with a sinister smile, and took out a pink cover from a pile of magazines and said to me: "My sister recommends you to read this one, it's all beautiful ladies who are about the same age as you , In fact, sister bought it specially for you..."

Help!Miss Biskey looks so scary!

"No matter how good-looking I am, I'm not as good-looking as my older sister." I spared no effort to flatter, "My older sister will always be so young and beautiful!"

"Ahaha, it's annoying, Lia-chan is also very cute!"

"However, I've grown almost half a meter in the past two years. Why doesn't my sister's appearance change at all?"

"Well, there is a trick. My sister will teach you when you grow up a bit. The feeling of always maintaining the appearance of a loli is really wonderful!" She said to me while putting away her bag.

"Is sister Biski going out to play again?"

"This is not for fun, Leah, sister, I am a real hunter, after all, I have to do something to meet the year-end assessment, otherwise that evil-hearted old man of the council will add trouble to me."

"So, is the job of a hunter hard?"

"No, after all, hunters have a lot of privileges. They can use about 95% of public facilities for free, enjoy the same bank financing as first-class companies, and can enter 90% of the countries that are generally prohibited from entering, and can enter about 75%. Areas that are generally prohibited from entering, even without a passport, you can stay in a country other than the country you were born in."

"Ah, it sounds so attractive. Then can I become a hunter too? Sister Biski will take me to take the hunter's license exam, okay?"

"You." She squeezed my arm and said, "It's too early, you probably will die on the road before you even enter the door of the venue. Don't underestimate the hunter exam, it's the most dangerous exam in the world .At least wait until you can walk out of Meteor Street by yourself."

Miss Biskey left, and with a wave of her sleeves, she left me a pile of magazines.

When I returned home with that pile of magazines in my arms, I found that Irmi was not there. It was really rare, because it was meal time. He used to get up on time, eat on time, and go to bed on time. Today is What's wrong?

The next night, he still hadn't come back.On the third day and the fourth day, they did not come back.

On the fifth day, I suddenly remembered what he said to me not long ago, "It's almost time to go back." Could it be that he really left?How is it possible? At his current level, if he doesn't wear armor, he won't be able to walk out of Meteor Street. Compared with this, I believe he died somewhere in Meteor Street.Could it be that he was suffocated to death under the ground?I used to think that his habit of digging holes to sleep was creepy.

Thinking of this, I went outside to find a shovel, and dug in the place where he usually digs.

After digging for a long time, his body was not found, but a small iron box was found.What's this?Could it be the money he secretly hid!I happily opened the box, but I didn't find the expected nun, only a note.

"If I haven't come back for a long time, I'm probably dead. Don't look for me, and don't look for the money I hid. You will never find it."

After seeing this note, I was shocked!But I quickly accepted this fact, and after I calmed down, I suddenly felt sad again, and I didn't know whether I was sad that Il was fascinated or that all the money I got was gone.

But I think I'm still a good person. Although Yiermi was not very kind to me and even hid the coffin, I decided to make a grave for him, so I just buried this small tin box.Poor Yier fan, who was abandoned by his parents when he was young and ignorant, died tragically on Meteor Street not long after, it is so pitiful.

I sniffed and stood up to prepare for the funeral for Ilmi, when suddenly the door was knocked open from the outside.I was startled, dropped the things in my hands, and stared blankly at the Yier fan at the door.

He was covering his left arm with his right hand, leaning against the door, looking like he was about to fall, blood was all over his body, especially the injured left arm, and blood beads dripped from his hanging fingertips at an extremely fast speed.

"It's so dangerous, I almost thought I was going to die." He said to me with a blood-stained zombie face, and I couldn't help shaking, "It seems that I accidentally brought some trouble back, can trouble Will you give it a shot? I will be rewarded, I have no strength left."

As if to prove the last sentence he just said, he fell to the ground with a "bang" after he finished speaking, without any movement.

I looked outside, and it seemed that someone was really coming. After thinking about it, I felt that Il fans didn't bully me too much these days, so I decided to help him.Although he said that he would pay, I am not a person who would cause trouble for money. I have done a lot of money-losing and disaster relief. If I didn't know him well, I wouldn't take care of such troublesome things.

What a trouble, I complained in my heart, and picked up the shovel next to me and walked outside.

I was standing at the door with a shovel in my hand when a tall man walked towards me.His eyes stared at me viciously, they were protruding, and there was a long scar on his face. This appearance is really... so sorry to the readers!

"Hey, kid, have you seen a little black-haired girl with a wound? That little girl runs really fast, damn it!"

"...No." Really not.

"Boss, I saw that little girl running towards this kid's house." The other man said timidly, hiding behind.

"Little devil, get out of the way quickly!" The man started threatening me, it's disgusting, why do I have to do such a thing!

I didn't speak, I stuck the shovel into the ground, took out a small silver knife from my pocket, scratched it in the palm of my hand, and then quickly wiped it on the face of the man with the scar.As expected, the man with the scar covered his face and groaned before falling down.

I looked at the people who came with the man with the scar, and one of them pointed at me tremblingly and said, "It's Leah, with blond hair and red eyes, you can't be wrong, this person is Scorpion Leah!"

One of them, presumably the second-in-command, pulled over the man who had just shrunk behind and pointed out where Irmi was, and said, "Are... are you sure that little girl is...here?"

"Also... maybe... I was wrong."

"Then let's take the boss away quickly, don't waste time, or the superiors will scold you."

"Yes!"

Then a group of people lifted up the man with the scar in a very imposing manner, and disappeared in an instant.

I pulled the shovel from the ground again, and took it into the house.Huh?Why am I holding a shovel?I always feel more at ease with a weapon!

Yiermi was still lying on the ground motionless, I looked at the big pool of blood on the ground, and couldn't help swallowing... It looks like a corpse no matter how you look at it, can't it really be dead?

I went up to him and touched his nose. He was still breathing. Although it was weak, he was still alive.I dragged him up and carried him to the bed, I felt like I was going to die, I was so exhausted!Gasping and sighing, Lia, you have worked so hard!

There was no way to help him take off his clothes. Fortunately, he was only wearing a shirt, so I cut his clothes off very rudely.I felt terrified during the whole process, his clothes were almost covered with blood and flesh, and there were many wounds on his body, but luckily none of them were deep, and it was enough to stop the bleeding.The most serious thing was the left arm, which looked like it had been hacked by an axe. The wound was so deep that almost half of the arm was chopped off, and the flesh was turned out.It was terrible!What the hell is he doing!How can I deal with this kind of injury, and there is no doctor here!It would be great if sister Bi Siji was here, she will always have a lot of ways...

His arm was still oozing blood, and if this continued, he would really die.I sewed a few random stitches in his arm, smeared some hemostatics, and boarded him up.That's the only way to go, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and it's up to him whether he lives or dies next.

I took a look at the torn shirt I threw on the ground, and thought I should put it away first, maybe I have to keep it for Yiermi to make clothes for.

The author has something to say: Please read the beginning coherently with the end of Chapter 2