Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"What are you talking about?" The calm voice of the man is still as calm as it was at the beginning under this situation.

Kong Shiyu recovered his composure very quickly, causing the prairie hunter who suddenly had a bad taste to curl his lips in boredom.

"How much?" Atreiu propped his chin with one hand, and with the other hand, he idly moved the arrow feathers under the table, so that the man could only sit stiffly on the spot.

"How much is what?" After being silent for a while, Kong Shiyu carefully observed the young man's expression, and played Tai Chi.

"That's how much money did the leader of the Panxing Sect give you?" The boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old had eyes as bright as an old hunter's. His dark blue eyebrows were raised and his eyes were rebellious. It made him look wild and beautiful, "You seem to have been helping Pan Xingjiao to test me recently?"

"Although I really want to join a group of curse masters and obtain some information that I can't get when I fight alone, but it seems that it is not good to do so deliberately?"

The dark green arrow seemed to be an inch down, and a drop of cold sweat slipped quietly on Kong Shiyu's forehead. It's not that he didn't think about struggling. As a former Interpol, his physical skills are naturally not too bad, but Atreyu He didn't see the action just now at all, and after weighing it over and over again, he had no choice but to follow along.

"Priority entrustment right." The man said in a deep voice.

"That's it." The young man seemed very uninterested in this, and idly twirled the keychain on his fingertips. That fancy little thing seemed to be a gift from the kind waiter just now with the meal.

"This deal is not harmful to you, right?" Kong Shiyu knew the power of arrows, and desperately wanted to escape from the threat.

"Yeah, indeed." The noncommittal answer was obviously perfunctory.

He has maintained this posture for a long time, and the manager felt his thighs were a little numb, but the boy still showed no signs of stopping, so he simply started to ask what he cared about the most: "You still have to go talk to the people from the Panxing Sect?" Meet? Also, how do you know these things?"

"Of course I'm going. It's not a loss anyway. I'm not so small." For adults, Atreiu has always been not so easy to talk to, and even has a weird desire to see them With an embarrassing attitude, "As for how to guess it, of course it is based on intuition. I didn't expect to cheat you, so you just said it, uncle—"

"Although I don't really care about this matter, but." A well-timed turning point and pause made Kong Shiyu not sure what bad idea this little hunter was planning. The arrow lightly picked out the man's car key, which was The My Little Pony keychain that Kong Shiyu complained about was installed before the man's eyes could react, and returned to the original owner.

Before Kong Shiyu had time to comment on this confusing behavior, or let out a long sigh of relief that his expensive belt was out of danger, the string of keys hanging from his waist was a Rainbow Pony keychain that was incompatible with the style of the car keys The teenager took out his cell phone and took several photos in succession.

"If there is another time, I will post a black history photo of you using the Rainbow Pony keychain on the curser forum." The boy in front of him smiled slyly and shook his phone, "High-definition, 200 million pixels."

Looking at the young man who walked away, Kong Shiyu didn't dare to relax his vigilance in the face of what seemed like a prank.It's not that he thinks too much, even though he has not overturned his car a few times, but according to his past experience, those who find out that they have been deceived or induced, especially those in this world, most of them will take revenge or even bloodier warnings. It was disturbing to be put down so gently.

Faced with this absolute disparity in strength, he almost thought of that man from back then, and thought of Atreyu's behavior style, Kong Shiyu thought for a moment that maybe it was due to the kindness of the youth, but this idea was quickly dismissed by him. If you veto it yourself, there are a few good people who can gain a foothold here.This kind of harmless behavior may be the boy's method of demonstration against him.

The intermediary, who was full of conspiracy theories, didn't know that he was drifting away from the correct answer, but Li Chuan didn't know that his pure little prank had been interpreted into so many layers of meaning.

He controlled the vest and walked out of the restaurant refreshed. He managed to get revenge on the intermediary with a prank. He also got a limited edition anime keychain, a set of six, and the lovely waitress gave him an extra gift.

Although pranks don't seem very good, the young man thought guilty, but he also gave the duplicate keychain as an apology to the unlucky uncle who was teased by him, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

"It shouldn't be a problem, right?" Kurikawa Soryu communicated with the system embarrassingly in his heart.

"He won't cause you any more trouble." The system said angrily.The old man Roaming Mountain watched the meeting, guessed the beginning, but couldn't guess the end, and gained a new understanding of how good a child Kurikawa Soryu is, but there are only such people, even at this age. In such a chaotic city, still believe in those stories that are so beautiful that they are not true.

After returning home, Kurikawa Soryu began to write vigorously.

"What are you writing?" Old Man Roaming Mountain asked curiously.

"A tale of a wicked sprite and a child."

"What is the specific story?"

"It's probably a ghost who can perform magic, telling stories to a lonely child in the battlefield, setting off fireworks or something," the young man put down his pen, showing nostalgia, "When I was young, there would be gangsters in the place where I lived. During the firefight, I could still smell a strong burnt smell, so my mother would tell me it was fireworks, but when I grew up, I realized it was wooden warehouses and bombs, and then I thought, it would be great if it were real fireworks.”

The young man who just finished writing threw away the manuscript paper, put his head in his hands and pondered for a moment, then let out a groan: "Sure enough, I still care about it, since most of the anchor points are children, what if the anchor point in port mafia is also a child , I really care about it."

"Then go and have a look." Old Man Youshan's voice sounded like a sigh.

"Doctor Chiron, why are you here?"

"Miss Ozaki invited me to the torture room for treatment." The centaur's dark face showed no expression, but it was extraordinarily rigorous and solemn. This temperament like a strict teacher and his superb medical skills made him very special in the port mafia. respected.

The low-level member hurriedly let go: "So it was Master Ozaki's order? This way please, you are not familiar with the road here, I will be your guide."

The strange doctor and the member in the black suit walked through the long corridor without a word. From time to time, there would be a scream distorted by the sound insulation material from those heavy iron gates or fences, even the guards The member here is also a little shuddering.

The man in the black suit tilted his head quietly, observing the new underground doctor who was recruited by the leader, and secretly marveled at his unchanging expression. He thought that he was the same as the previous doctors, he had no courage, and he just wanted to pay for the high salary. Those who joined rashly, it seems at this time, those who can continue to operate the clinic on Radium Bowl Street are not ordinary people.

"It's here, it's already here." The man and the strange doctor stopped in front of a fallen iron gate, and the shouts of the people inside had gradually weakened.

The torture room used by Ms. Ozaki Koyo is already very far back, but at the end of the corridor, you can still see a small door hidden in the dark by the dim light you walk through. As for the guards, Kai Long also met once in the medical room, and both of them are experts in the organization.

"Where is that place?" Chiron, the strange centaur doctor, glanced in that direction, then turned his head and asked the guide who had a very good attitude along the way.

The expression of the man in the black suit suddenly became flustered, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he replied with trembling lips: "You just need to know, it's a nightmare over there."