The Return of the Hunter's Missing

After Yiermi gave me a meaningful back view, I thought hard for a while, and decided to go back to the room to sleep first after no results. I haven't eaten lunch yet.

But when I saw this oil painting of an old man for the fifth time, I really couldn't comfort myself that there are actually several similar paintings...just similar...it's strange!

I looked at the chicken-skinned and white-haired old man with grief and anger, and tried hard to imagine him as an Il fan.

Do you know why I have to be so cruel to a handsome guy?It’s okay because he forgot to take me away when he left, and the point is that he didn’t tell me how to get back to the room! ! !What serious consequences this will lead to!can you understandMy meal, my meal! (Worker: I already have a deep understanding of your nature of being an idiot...)

While I was wandering around the corridor, from the left side of the other corner came the crackling sound of an electric current passing through an object, and a faint roar that was almost hoarse.

naninani?Kidnap?Chamber of Secrets?abuse?Torture?Could it be... My mind suddenly appeared in red and bold initial font "The most unknown basement secret of beating the enemy Hakka" Hey, this is Mao! ?So I walked closer to the room with a shy and thirteen-hearted heart and a guilty conscience. As a result, the picture I entered really made me want to spray nosebleeds...

A silver-haired young man, who looked to be only about ten years old at most, was tied by iron handcuffs with his slender wrists that seemed to break if they were lightly folded, and was hung high in the dark interrogation room. There are two lovely pink spots on the chest, and the welt marks all over the body, besides being shocking, it adds to the beauty of the young man.

I looked at the young man in a daze, with his head bowed, and his silver-white hair blocked his expression, and he looked as if he could no longer bear the excessive pain and passed out.

I wept silently, and felt angina when I saw Yi Ermi, who was still looking at the boy with a blank expression... What is this?It's really domestic violence, although I heard that Qi Ya had a hard life when he was a child, but now it seems... I would rather live on Meteor Street, okay? ?It would be strange if my mind wasn't distorted by being exercised like this! ! !

Standing calmly outside the door, he raised his ears to listen to the movement inside.

"Qi Ya, do you understand?" Yi Ermi looked at his younger brother, as if he was saying something very natural: "Don't do anything until you are [-]% sure to kill the enemy. Father taught you all the time, right? Why do you have to act rashly in the mission, it is very dangerous for you."

"Yes." It was as weak as a kitten's cry when it was born. It seemed that the boy had really reached his limit.

Yi Ermi sighed: "Think about it carefully, I will come and untie you later."

The boy didn't answer anymore, and he didn't know if it was because he passed out here, or he just couldn't have the energy to think about something.

"That child, is it Qiya?" Yiermi walked out the door and saw me leaning against the wall, looking at him with a smile.

He seemed to be startled for a moment, and then calmed down very well: "Ah, Qi Ya is your third brother."

"Yeah, how old is he?" I looked at him sideways, and began to ponder the similarity between his facial features and Qi Ya.

"Nine years old."

"That's still a half-old child." I glanced at the scene inside: "Although I don't know exactly how our family trains the child, it seems that this is a little too much, right?"

Yi Ermi looked at me expressionlessly, giving me the illusion that he was actually looking at Qi Ya who was scarred inside just now: "Qi Ya is the quasi-head of the enemy Hakka, this is the correct way."

I pursed my lips lightly, and I realized that I was taking too much care.Even if they are family members by blood, after all, they didn't come here for long, and everything is no different from outsiders. It is indeed too rude for an outsider to manage the family's education.

"I'm sorry, I'm going back first." I tactfully turned around and prepared to leave, but I felt a chill on my side-slung wrist.

Looking back in astonishment, what I saw was Yiermi grabbing my hand and preventing me from leaving.

"Don't you want to go in and have a look? Qiya doesn't know you yet." Yiermi's hands were cold, which was exactly the same as his expression.

"Eh? In this state?" I don't want to meet my relatives when Xiaozheng is too exhausted and has been severely hit physically and mentally. The first impression is very important!

Yiermi didn't speak, but her attitude was surprisingly tough, she directly dragged me inside and stood in front of Qiya.

"..." I looked at the young man in front of me with black lines, so didn't I say not to come in!Isn't this a cold scene? It's a cold scene!

"That... Qiya?" I said tentatively, and couldn't help lowering my voice to avoid frightening this fragile child.

"Who?" He raised his head slowly after a few seconds, and I saw his purple cat eyes, which were lifeless and empty eyes that I was familiar with, the eyes that everyone in Meteor Street has, including children.

Sure enough, no matter where, killing for survival and killing for protection will always exist.

"It's the first time we met. I'm Shi. Beating the Enemy." I smiled slightly at him: "Although in your current state, it is indeed not suitable for the activity of recognizing relatives, please give me more advice in the future."

“式……揍敌客？”他的眸子闪烁了一下，转头确认性的看了一眼伊尔迷，后者微微点了一下头，然后又回头看我，跟伊尔迷第一次见I was the same, from the chest to the legs, and then from the legs to the hair, I didn't look at my little face at all. Is this the traditional way of looking at people when beating the enemy Hakka?

"Really...you are the one who disappeared..." he said in a low voice.

"..." What is that missing... Has this become my code name plus the biggest feature?

After being cold again, I finally couldn't help but say to the fans of Yier: "Then I'll go back first, you continue."

"Shi, go back and think about what I told you today." Yi Ermi nodded slightly, reminding me.

"Oh, okay." I nodded knowingly, and then put on a very deep look: "But now there is one more problem."

Facing me was the eyes of two big and small cats of the new generation produced by Yier Mijia, I calmly raised my hand: "I don't know the way back."

The author has something to say: Okay, I dragged the Chiya cat out of the stage, although it was done in a domestic violence way... But there is love unexpectedly, right?Everyone knows... [covering mouth and laughing]