All my brothers are from another world

Beat the location of the enemy's family in the distant Kukulu Mountain.

Qi Ya's eyes were empty, and he walked forward with wandering eyes, and a very strange picture was playing in his mind.

No, it should be said to be weird, right?The silver-haired boy thought back to when he saw this scene just now.

- 10 minutes ago.

The silver-haired killer quietly hid in the tree.A pair of cat eyes quietly looked at the situation under the tree.

The curly-haired boy not far from under the tree put his hand on Big Brother Yiermi's body.

It is not accurate to say about this part of the body.It should be said that it is in the hands of my elder brother.Qi Ya's eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popping out.

What are these two doing?

What's going on, what's going on, why are they holding hands suddenly? ?

Ilmi and Osamu Dazai looked at each other.Yi Ermi held Dazai Osamu's hand backhanded, and just after Qiya thought that his elder brother finally reacted and was about to beat up the bandaged weirdo in front of him, Qiya felt even more horrifying things happened.

When he saw Yiermi, he even took the initiative to move forward.Then almost half of his body leaned on the opponent! ?

Qi Ya:? ?

wrong.Why did two big men do such a thing?Don't you feel sticky?

Moreover, moreover, the delicate face of the silver-haired boy became distorted irresistibly, and he used an expression that could not be told whether it was twitching or weird.

Is this something that Il fans can do? ?You must know that this kind of overly intimate behavior undoubtedly looks a bit twisted and strange in the dark family of killers like Beat Enemy.Although it's not like I didn't have such a move when I was a child.

—but now it's different!

Except for Ya Lujia who was with him almost all the time, among the brothers, no matter who it was, if that fat man Mi Ji hugged him, he would definitely slap him into the wall.

Even his youngest brother, Curt, felt a little uncomfortable.

Il fans... Il fans pass directly.

What is the relationship between Il fans and each other?

Qi Ya frowned, and he landed lightly on the treetop, leaving the two of them.

As the silver-haired boy was walking on the road, he inevitably thought about that strong and terrifying perverted magician, probably the guy named Hisoka.

He had a playful tone to himself.

He claims to be a friend of Il fans?What are you kidding.

Qi Ya thought, the killer has no friends.

Friends are only a liability and a weakness.

For those who walk in the dark world, their weaknesses must never be exposed.And how can a person who puts his interests first like the eldest brother have such a thing as a friend... This is an incorrect, stupid choice.

Tsk.The boy put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked forward with his head down.

The silver-haired killer recalled the scene when he was rejected.

"Tch, such things as friends," Qi Ya said to himself in a low voice, "I don't need it."

Ilmi stared at her touched palm.A pair of dark pupils blinked slowly.

There was a rare tone of surprise in his voice.

The boy looked up at the curly-haired teenager in front of him.

The dark pupils swept across Dazai Osamu's body like the sharpest blade, as if he was looking at a strange species.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me like that." Osamu Dazai rubbed his shoulders, "It's so disgusting, I've got goosebumps." This kind of eyes are like looking at me and wanting to dissect myself, not human at all.

Ilmi ignored the other party's words, but continued to raise his hand and approached Osamu Dazai.

"Concentrate your thoughts on the eyes, and then use "condensation" to look at my hands."

Dazai narrowed his eyes.Concentrate on looking at the opponent's hand position.

The white fingertips with almost no blood color faintly exuded gas, and they lingered on the index finger like smoke.

Il fan touched Osamu Dazai with his hand.

Those thoughts seemed to be attacked by a sudden wind and dissipated into the air at once.

"That's it." Elmi withdrew her hand.

"Hey, it's really strange. Why can you keep your thoughts on your body? Did you choose to eliminate the thoughts from the outside world?"

Yi Erfan thought for a while: "But I don't feel that it belongs to the attack type."

"Generally speaking, the offset of Nian and Nian ability should be felt. But now it's like a cloud of air being blown away. If it's not because I have been using Ning, I might still think that Nian is completely fine. "

"What a terrifying ability."

If you are assassinating yourself

Waiting to be dismissed silently by both of them.

I must have been killed by a knife.

He looked at the young man in front of him calmly with dark eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and complained with a bad expression: "Hey, hey, I told you not to look at me like that."

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Huh?" Yi Ermi let out a sound, and asked in confusion: "How come?"

Osamu Dazai accused: "Your eyes are too dark! It's like mud, mud, mud, children in this world are as abnormal as you?"

"Same? How is it possible." Yi Erfan said dissatisfiedly, he spread his hands: "Those guys who are so old and don't know how to rely on themselves to stare at the TV series all day long, how can they be the same as we beat the enemy Hakka. "

Yi Ermi said coldly: "Although it is said that going to work is shit, but if you don't work, you have no money. Without money, you can't be chic and happy. You can't drink 82-year-old Lafite and enjoy the sun at the beach. There is a row of servants kneeling and licking your leather shoes next to you."

"How can those cruel guys who don't have the slightest ambition and can't see through the world compare with us."

Osamu Dazai accused: "Aren't you too powerful?"

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Yier fans looked at him with a blank expression on his face: "You look like a pauper at first glance, how did you live to such an age?"

"Isn't it chewing on the old?"

Dazai: "..." The smile gradually disappeared.jpg

Ah, Mr. Sen.

"Ah. I'm right." Yi Ermi's eyes were filled with disdain.

Dazai knew without thinking that the other party must be talking about why this person is so shameless that his old father works hard day and night, and he does nothing at home, plays games on the floor and eats potato chips, and then waits for his old father to come back from work. Cooking waste.

"In this case, you are now a member of our family (referring to the servant)." Irmi thought for a while: "How can you not work? You must work, don't you want to eat free food? No way no Will it? No one really wants to eat and drink here and wait to die with peace of mind, right?"

The boy's voice was a loud bb without any ups and downs.

The smile on the curly-haired boy's face gradually froze.

Ah, he really wants to punch this

guy.

How did this guy not be beaten to death until now?

"So, for the next mission, you can come with me." Elmi tilted her head: "Your sense of tension is too little." Obviously, you still haven't fully realized the cruelty of this world.

If he is so weak as his [ally], it will make him very distressed.

Because of this, Yiermi felt it was his duty to wake up the other party again.

"As for the mission location."

"It's Meteor Street, do you know this place? Remember to prepare well."

Don't thank me.