Killer of this generation

Bean-sized dense raindrops drifted in with the door that was suddenly opened.

"It's raining so suddenly!" Finks patted the rain stains on his trouser legs ambiguously.

"That's right," Nobunaga, who finally squeezed into the entrance, complained, "The sun is still hanging in the sky! What the hell!"

"There's nothing to do about it. Thunderstorms are very common in this season." The knight changed his shoes and walked up the steps with a smile.

Because of their leader Kuroro, some members have recently settled down in this quaint remote town, and the Japanese-style wooden house they squeezed in to shelter from the rain is the temporary base of the brigade. , although the equipment is a little behind, Beisha likes it very much.

Xiao Di sucked her fingers, the rain blurred her glasses, and she looked in a panic, "Is it the legendary sun rain?" But her tone seemed light.

"Well, sun rain? It can be regarded as sun rain." The knight tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Wow, so romantic." Xiao Di blinked his eyes wide.

She turned her head and looked at Fei Tan who was changing shoes, "Really?"

Fei Tan snorted coldly, and replied bleakly, bored.

Franklin patted Xiaodi on the shoulder to express comfort and advised her not to take Feitan's disregard to her heart, but even if she didn't do this, Xiaodi would soon forget it.

Beisha shrugged secretly.

Except for Fei Tan with the umbrella, everyone was doused.

Everyone threw away the shoes that had been taken off, and the shoes mixed with rain and mud made a mess on the floor of the entrance.

"Hey! How many times have I said this! Put your shoes in order!" Maggie shouted to the back of the group.

The chaotic footsteps gradually became blurred and faint in the long wooden corridor.

"Really!"

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Bessa said to Maggie who was angry with her arms crossed.

Maggie was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

There was the sound of the paper door being pulled open from the depths of the room, followed by a loud exclamation from someone unknown.

"...Hey! Commander! You're back!..."

Then there was an unreal buzzing noise.

I caught a glimpse of Maggie standing on the steps looking deeply at the direction of the living room. She was also wet all over, and the tips of her hair were dripping with water.

At this time, the sound of feet stepping on gravel came from outside the door. Bessa raised her head, and Maggie also stopped. He opened the door.

The sound of raindrops pouring down instantly amplified in her ears. Bessa saw Curt's wide sleeves that were soaked in rain, so she leaned out and pulled him in through the door.

br>Kurt was taken aback. The umbrella in his hand hit the door unexpectedly, and then fell out of the door while keeping it open. A layer of rainwater instantly gathered in the red umbrella that was opened up to the sky.

Large and large raindrops washed away the heat of midsummer, and Ke Te's wrist felt cool, and Beisha's gradually warming body temperature gradually spread from the palm of his hand to Ke Te's wrist.

Curt shook off her hand all of a sudden, and said with a somewhat startled expression, "What's the matter, I suddenly became nervous."

Bessa closed the open door.

Curt leaned over and brought his face closer to hers, his purple eyes looked at her face carefully and then moved away. He tilted his head and muttered something inexplicable softly.

"Cut!" Bei Sha glared at him, knocked him away, and stepped up the steps.

Curt turned after him.

"Oh? Maggie is here too." He said with a cheerful tone.

Maggie responded vaguely.

He stepped forward, frowning slightly, "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

As he spoke, Curt lowered his head and took out a square-folded handkerchief from his pocket, about to pass it to Maggie who was standing on the steps.

"Thank you!"

But the handkerchief was intercepted halfway by Bei Sha beside her.She thanked her, and wiped the water from her face as if nothing had happened, with a happy expression on her face.

Maggie glanced suspiciously at Besha and then at Curt. Soon, she shrugged her shoulders, said "The head is back" and left the hallway.

When Maggie disappeared around the corner of the corridor, Curt snatched the handkerchief from Bessa's hand and glared at her angrily.

Beisha raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, and yelled with a playful smile, "Ouch! Ouch! Don't be so fierce! I'll give it back to you."

Curt was sullen, surrounded by low air pressure.

He seemed a little pissed.

Beisha took a step back.

"It's not fun at all."

When Curt stepped up the steps to pass her, his deep voice came from his ear.

Looking at the back of Ke Te going away, Beisha thought in her heart that he seemed to be really angry. She bent down and hung the umbrella that Ke Te threw on the ground on the umbrella stand. There was a lot of mud on the umbrella.

"I'm not playing with you." Bei Sha said softly.

When Beisha tidied up the scattered shoes and opened the paper door of the living room, Xiaodi had already performed the performance of sucking up the rainwater with the popeye fish, and the knight clapped his hands and praised Xiaodi's very convenient ability.

"Why so slow." Fei Tan looked through the noisy inner room with his dark, golden eyes, and his hoarse and low voice followed closely with dissatisfaction, "Hmph, I thought you ran away."

Beisha closed the paper door.

"Captain, you are so mean, you tricked us here, and you have been missing for so many days!" Nobunaga sat cross-legged on the tatami in an ugly sitting posture, but he thought it was very samurai style.

"Do you still think the celebration of the Emperor's Festival is interesting?"

Kuroro chuckled and asked, today he was casually wearing a loose white shirt lying on his side on the tatami, with his head propped up on his left hand on the red embroidered cushion and his right leg erected at the same time. Lazy and relaxing like a vacation.

As if the invisible fuse was ignited, Nobunaga and Finks, led by Nobunaga and Finks, began to talk about how stupid the performances in the entire festival were. In the end, even Feitan, who was cold-eyed and silent, joined in. During heated discussions.

There was always a subtle smile on Kuroro's face, and he listened quietly.

After a long time, he shifted his gaze to Ke Te, who was kneeling upright beside the short table, looking at the wood-grained Ke Te motionlessly, like a Japanese-style doll, as if there was a gap between him and other people. Isolated, he sank into the illusory world thinking about his own mind.

This kid really matches the decoration environment here. After feeling so emotional, Kuroro slowly sat up, then looked at Curt and asked softly, "Where did Curt go just now? Why didn't you come back with everyone?"

It was indeed a soft question, definitely much lighter than the decibels of Nobunaga Funks and the others, and then this soft and insignificant question seemed to be particularly loud, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

It seems that as long as Kuroro speaks, no matter how loud or unimportant the content is, the spiders will immediately quiet down and listen to him.

Bessa also looked at Curt following everyone's gaze. A few minutes ago, she disturbed his good business and made him unhappy.

"It's nothing." Curt was slightly taken aback. He probably didn't expect Kuroro to talk to him, "It's just a family task."

Kuroro nodded, "All members of the group are free to move freely during the non-event period, and I will not interfere." The calm voice with a certain special magnetism seemed to have some stabilizing effect.

"However, be careful not to force yourself too much. There may be some activities that you need to participate in later."

Hearing this, Bei Sha frowned, which means...he was injured?No wonder his hands were so cold just now!

Curt was startled. He thought he was hiding well. He put his hands on his knees and slightly bowed forward, "Understood, Captain."

"Hey! Little Kurt was injured?" Nobunaga exclaimed in surprise. He was very optimistic about Kurt in the brigade and thought he was a good seed.

"No big deal." Curt said politely.

"Hey! Is it true that children nowadays are all bored gourds, holding back everything they like?" Xin

Chang turned to ask the knight.

The knight scratched his head and laughed smirkingly. In fact, how would he know? He has never raised a child, and he has no younger siblings. Besides, Curt is not a child at such an age.

"Even if Ke Te-chan doesn't say it, the leader will know." Xiao Di's tone is very pure and innocent, maybe he didn't mean to insinuate Nobunaga's lack of strength.

"Did I say you are idiots?" Fei Tan reminded everyone that the thinking of Meteor Street is getting worse and worse with a gloomy dissatisfaction.

"Eh? That's right."

"That's right."

So there was a echo.

"Where did the leader go these days?" Suddenly, Maggie asked directly, even ignoring the rule that there must be at least two regiment members around her.

This slightly reproachful question did not make Kurolo feel that his power has diminished, he clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Ah, I forgot to tell everyone, I decided to go to the Hunter Association to get the secret documents activities are cancelled.”

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Kuroro never gave up on what he decided.

"Why?"

"Maggie doesn't want me to go." Kuroro looked at Maggie teasingly, and Maggie turned her head away in embarrassment.

"Actually, I've already got it."

"What! Got it?!" The spiders were extremely surprised.

"Meet a strange kind man."

That's how Kurolo described it at the time.He took out the khaki leather information bag from under the red embroidered pillow and shook it.

"The gang from the Hunter Association are crazy!" Finks couldn't help laughing at the sky.

"Captain, is there any problem with the things that the other party offered to deliver to your door, and what's the reason for that strange kind person to do so?" The vigilance of the knight has always been very high.

After all, this information is not something that any hunter can get.

"It's true," Kuroro shrugged, with a relaxed tone, "As the warden of Jianjingta Prison, if he wants, Lieber can definitely get access to this information and bring it out, and he also sent Give me some fruit snacks."

The style of Meteor Street is to take everything as it is ordered, whether it is garbage or conspiracies or threats, Kuroro believes that he has the ability to accept all of them, and no one else can take away what belongs to him and his prey. Is not it.

"Liber?" Bessa unconsciously repeated in a low voice.

"What is this secret information?" Curt asked.

Kuroro withdrew his feet as he was about to step out of the living room, and turned to look at him. There was a stalemate silence between each other, but in the next second it seemed to be tacit understanding.

"The prison registration information of Akra, the first head of the Phantom Troupe."

This sentence suddenly dropped a heavy bomb in the hearts of several old members.

"Why does the leader think that the mastermind behind the Rabbit Ears organization is the original leader Akra?"

"Did I say that?" Kuroro asked back.

Curt pursed his lips. Although he didn't say it clearly, all of Kuroro's actions were based on this assumption.

After that, Kuroro patted his sore neck with the other hand that was not holding the documents and left the living room.

After Kuroro left, the spiders seemed a bit bored like a group of dragons without a leader. At this moment, Xiaodi let out a cry of exclamation.

"Ah! It's liquid mine!"

She pointed to Maggie's neck.

The knight leaned over, "Really! When did Maggie get it?!"

Liquid ore, one of the seven beauties, is rarely owned by anyone because of its rarity and preciousness. The liquid ore discovered today is basically owned by the governments of various countries.

"The fineness is the same as that on the leader's ears." The little watery eyes flickered through the thick lenses.

"Ah! Maybe it's a couple." Nobunaga made a malicious face.

"Eh? You mean it was given by the leader?!" Finks called out.

"Ah, Xiao Di really wants it too."

Franklin patted Xiaodi's head, "The next time there is an event, pay more attention to whether there is liquid ore in the spoils of war."

Xiaodi nodded with a "huh".

Bessa glanced at the pendant on Maggie's neck that was shining faintly with blue light, and then at Curt, who was expressionless but eagerly observing Maggie's expression. She guessed something.

"However, as I remember, another layer of liquid mine means 'obsession'."

When she was speaking, she glanced at Curt intentionally or unintentionally, and she found that Curt was staring at her fiercely.

Beisha raised the corner of her mouth and continued with satisfaction, "There are even rumors that people with weak willpower will be swallowed up by this invisible obsession and lose their self-awareness."

"However, for people with strong willpower, the obsessions they impose on it can even increase a certain kind of energy and achieve a subtle effect."

energy?The others looked at the knight suspiciously, hoping that he would give an understandable explanation.

"Such as mental power, determination, belief, emotion." The knight shrugged.

He remembered that at that time, Kuroro was standing on the height of the ruins covered in blood, and vowed to break out of Meteor Street to the whole world against the drowsy sunset. The nails were pierced into the earlobe.

Thinking about it this way, the knight began to have doubts about the assumption that "it was sent by Kuroro".

He looked at Maggie, and after hearing these words,

Maggie's complexion was not very good, her originally cold but beautiful face was now livid, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't restrain her clenched fists.

Her mood fluctuated violently.

"Maggie, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Di asked puzzledly, and hadn't spoken since just now.

Curt stood up suddenly, "It's all just rumors, there is no real evidence at all!"

"It's better to believe it than to believe it." Bessa smiled deliberately, ignoring Curt's face that suddenly darkened, "Hey, who would put their own obsessions on Maggie? What about Kurolo, wow, I'm so envious!"

Sensing Curt's increasingly obvious murderous intent and pressure, Bessa knew that she was adding fuel to the fire.

"Maggie wearing it means acceptance."

But she had to go on like this, Bessa completely ignored Curt's silent and stern warning, and instead smiled brighter at Maggie.

Feitan called out "Maggie" in a low voice, and seemed to hesitate to speak.

Maggie frowned and bit her red lips tightly. She glared angrily at Curt, who was also standing on the opposite side and looked at her in a panic. The trembling all over her body infected her voice, "...you know... …you know……"

She tore off the necklace and slapped it on the short table with a "snap," "... you actually knew... unforgivable!"

The other people present were startled, not understanding how the situation turned out like this. Maggie seemed really, really angry, and her eyes alternated between Maggie and Curt who were confronting each other. What's going on?

The liquid mineral necklace slid along the short rectangular tabletop to the position in front of Curt and stopped. The sound of the chain scraping against the wood was harsh, and the heart tightened involuntarily. The blue fluorescent light flashed, and it slid to the that end.

There was no time to explain, no time to persuade him to stay, no time to sort out his own expression.

It happened too suddenly, too quickly, everything was so late.

The paper door of the living room fell to the ground with a bang, and Maggie walked away.

"It's all you!" Came back to his senses, Curt grabbed Beisha's wrist angrily, the pain was transmitted to the nerve endings of the brain faster than expected, and he was forced to meet his angry and resentful purple eyes.

The right wrist should be comminuted.

Her eyes moved and dodged uncomfortably, she didn't dare to look at him, she felt scared, her heart was pounding, she knew he didn't care and just killed her.

"You did it on purpose!" He leaned in and squeezed out the words from between his teeth.

He became nothing like the him she knew, time seemed to stand still, the surroundings were covered in darkness, and his breathing would also stop.

"Hey! Let me go, you boy!"

At this time, someone grabbed the other left hand, and a force made her pull it out from his threat, and she let out a deep breath.

Feitan's deep and hoarse warning to Curt still lingered in his ears.

Bessa felt that Curt's grip on her wrist was twice as tight, but it was completely broken there, and she knew he was venting his anger.

"Don't let go yet!? Do you want to fight one-on-one!" Fei Tan narrowed his golden eyes.

Curt said nothing, he stared straight at her.

In a daze, Beisha suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. Yes, it was the same confrontation last time with the same posture, but the confrontation position changed. Now she is here, and he is there.

Silence spread, and the air smelled of gunpowder and crackling anger.

For a long time, for a long time, Curt lowered his arms.

A trace of loss with nowhere to hide flashed through Bei Sha's eyes, and he let go of her hand.

Curt straightened his wrinkled kimono blankly and indifferently by himself, then turned around and carefully put away the liquid mineral necklace on the low table. Everyone watched his series of actions and no one responded. say.

So quickly, he had already taken care of his expression and his emotions.

Curt finally left by stepping on the fallen paper door. His clogs tapped lightly on the long wooden walkway, and the sound of steady and echoing footsteps gradually approached and moved away.

Encounter is a continuous upward spiral. I don’t know when it starts from a certain end and ends at a certain end. Surprisingly, it seems to return to the original point, but in fact it just passes by, just like hearing the sound of footsteps stepping on gravel. And Xin Ran opened the paper door and pulled him in from the pouring rain, but at this moment she heard the sound of clogs gradually approaching and far away from the aisle, and it was she who pushed him out into the darkness.

Feel sorry.It's overdone.

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