strongest house

Well, it's free and top card, what a deal, what's there to feel wronged about?Isn't that what the world is like?The enemy is strong and we are weak, and the situation is unpredictable.

Hisoka hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, lowered his head, and kissed Martha's earlobe: "Then, let's begin."

Maggie leaned against the threshold, took a panoramic view of the two people's every move not far away, and then sighed inaudibly.Thinking about it now, she was really too impulsive. Her desire for that woman was far less than what she imagined.Perhaps, what she cares most about is the childhood time that she once had but suddenly lost, which is the difference between her and the rest of the brigade.Because she was not abandoned and entered Meteor Street, from the very beginning, when facing the rest of the brigade, she had a special sense of superiority until Hisoka appeared.

From the first time she met Hisoka in the brigade, Maggie felt that there was something she was familiar with in this man, and now she knew that kind of thing was called "worldliness".There are traces of ordinary people's life on Hisoka's body. Although those traces are different from her childhood life, it should be said that those traces are much more refined than her previous life, but they are also much more deserted. However, she There was still a familiar smell.There was a moment when she wanted to cry.The life on Meteor Street is just out of the inertia and hope of survival, but it is not what she wants.Even though so many years have passed, Maggie still has nostalgia in her heart.

But this nostalgia suddenly faded when she saw Martha.It turns out that memory is memory after all, and it cannot go back.Her mother had also become a stranger, no longer the shape she remembered, habit, it was a terrible thing.How could the people in the brigade have such a ridiculous idea?Teasing the corners of her mouth in self-deprecating, Maggie put away the aimless thoughts in her mind, shrugged her shoulders, and decided to go back to the base to see Nobunaga.

"Hey, Maggie, long time no see." Nobunaga, who was still hanging out in the small town, waved his paw happily, and grinned at Maggie, showing a bright smile.

Maggie's face twitched, and then she calmly sat down on the seat beside him, poured herself a cup of tea, her long eyelashes drooped down, covering up the thousands of thoughts in her eyes.Adolescent girls don't want others to know about their thoughts.

Nobunaga obviously sensed Maggie's bad mood, scratched the back of her head, leaned over, and asked, "Maggie, are you worried?" Then,

"Concern?" Maggie muttered to herself, and seemed to answer Nobunaga, "Is this a concern? Women are really troublesome! Sure enough, the brigade's style is much more straightforward. If you don't like it, you will kill it. , grab it."

Nobunaga's eyes widened, he leaned back in disbelief, pointed at Maggie, his voice trembling: "You, you, you, Maggie, have you fallen in love with a woman?!" Without waiting for Maggie's reaction, Then he said: "Maggie, don't be too hard on yourself. There are many good men in this world. If you don't even like them, don't you still have a team leader? Don't like women, there is no future!"

Maggie's face twitched, and the silk thread unceremoniously wrapped around Nobunaga's right wrist. With a little force, a few bloodstains were drawn out, and she said coldly: "Shut up! If you talk nonsense, chop off your claws!"

"Maggie, there should be no infighting among members of the regiment!" As soon as Maggie finished speaking, she heard a gentle voice that seemed to be smiling, and then Nobunaga called affectionately: "Leader!"

Maggie withdrew her thoughts, stood up, looked at the young man with black hair and black eyes, and called out respectfully: "Leader." But she was puzzled in her heart: Why is the leader here at this time?Isn't there still half a year left before the Youkexin auction?

The young man walked in and sat on the seat opposite to the two, followed by a tall blond woman, who glanced at the two of them indifferently, and stood beside the young man.

The young man smiled slightly: "Let's all sit down and have a meal, and then we need to find a base nearby. The hotel is not convenient for movement."

Maggie frowned. Did the unpleasant feeling come for women?However, the head of the group didn't speak up, so she naturally wouldn't take the initiative to bring it up. Moreover, Hisoka hasn't gotten tired of it. Just for this, the head of the group shouldn't immediately attack the women. Besides, those two seem to have nothing to do something to draw.

Maggie's absent-mindedness did not escape the young man's eyes, and she quickly glanced at Maggie. The young man lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, until the food was served, he raised his head and smiled: "Eat. "

Maggie didn't move. She had already eaten a lot when she was at the woman's house, and now she has no appetite.The black-haired young man even looked at her, said nothing, and continued to eat his portion quietly.

Nobunaga was a little surprised: "Maggie, eat, why don't you move?"

Maggie glanced at him and responded, "I've eaten."

Nobunaga immediately became unhappy: "Where did you eat these days? Don't you know I'm hungry? Can't you pack it for me?"

Maggie snorted coldly: "Didn't the meat porridge I brought last time be said to be unpalatable?"

Nobunaga silenced his drums, let out an "oh", lowered his head and continued to eat.It was the head of the group, who raised his head to look at Maggie, smiled slightly, and thought of something, his eyes instantly became cold.

"However, Maggie, it's not that it's unpalatable, but that it's not full at all." After a while, Nobunaga raised his head again and defended himself, "The thing called roasted potatoes last time was very delicious. It's delicious, why don't you bring more of that next time?"

Maggie rested her chin in one hand and responded lazily, playing with the ring with the other hand, which was something she had been wearing since she was a child.

The weak X calculating X leader

It wasn't until Hisoka went out that Martha lazily sat up from the bed, staring at her clothes in a daze.The unique smell of perfume on a man's body is still spreading in the air, mixed with the erosive smell of lust, which is disgusting.

Martha found a pack of cigarettes from the drawer of the bedside table, pulled out one, and lit it.In fact, she doesn't smoke often, especially after pregnancy, she almost never smokes again.However, at this moment when he didn't even have the courage to cry, he could only find this way to vent.

It's been 17 years, it's been 17 years since I came to this world, and I still can't get used to it.In a world of the strong, how should the weak survive?

Martha never thought of herself as a strong person. Whether facing Hisoka or Maggie, she was like an ant and could be crushed to death at any time.However, she wants to live on, both as a weak person and as a mother.Therefore, she can maintain her status as the eldest lady at any cost, and she will not be arrogant. She is Martha, not Ma Shasha.

Playing cautiously with the people in the brigade, she didn't know what her chances of winning were, but one thing was clear: if you win, you will live; if you lose, you will die.Before she is exposed, she will pave the way for her children.Maggie no longer needs it, but Ozawa does. She can't bear to let her child go to Meteor Street to experience a purgatory rebirth.

Hisoka was in a good mood, and Martha's compromise calmed down his irritability and violent murderous intent when he was forced to take up the post of "father".Thinking of that fleshy little thing, I couldn't help raising the corners of my lips slightly

, this novelty toy made him a lot of fun.Hisoka went out in a good mood. If he was lucky, he might run into Xiao Yi in the city today. He got the news, beat the enemy and received the order to assassinate a fool. Only Xiao Yi could come. Yi?Why don't you go and have a look.

After eating, the young man with black hair and black eyes walked in front, the blonde woman followed behind the young man on the left, Maggie and Nobunaga walked behind.Several people walked towards the outskirts of the town in silence.Maggie looked at the young man's back, her right eyelid twitched a few times, and she suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Sure enough, when he came to a secluded place, the young man stopped suddenly, turned his head and smiled slightly: "It's right here."

Nobunaga's eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief at a very old villa in front of him, but obviously more than one level of luxury. Could it be that the head of the group changed his style and wanted to take the luxurious route?

Maggie was even more fussy, determined in her heart that this time, it must be for the woman and the meatball.Unconsciously, he put his finger into his pocket, touched the ring, and waited quietly for the leader's question.

"Come in." The young man opened the door familiarly, smiled at the few people behind, and entered the yard first.

"Head, this is what you just snatched? Haha, this is not bad. Such a big and beautiful house must belong to some rich bastard, right? Not enough, how do you get used to living in this kind of place? Especially Wojin , He will definitely dig a hole out of the roof.” Holding the samurai sword, Nobunaga walked around the house a few times back and forth, his eyes were bright, but he couldn’t help worrying about his good partner.

The young man smiled: "Wo Jin doesn't need to come here for the time being, just don't forget the appointment with You Kexin. This time it's not a group task, it's a private matter between me and Maggie, a few of us are enough."

Nobunaga was even more puzzled. He scratched his hair, turned to look at Maggie, and leaned closer: "Maggie, what's the matter with you and the leader? Could it be that you two have decided to be together?"

Maggie was choked, her face twitched, and she responded calmly: "The leader said, it's a private matter between the two of us, and it has nothing to do with you. Don't talk too much and ask around."

Nobunaga was making fun of himself, retracted his head, touched his nose, and then looked at the head of the group with an inscrutable face. He wisely stopped talking, dispelled the doubts and curiosity in his heart, looked at the furnishings in the room, and went Sit on the floor and play games,