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What the hell did his enemies do?

Hearing this answer, you were slightly taken aback in your heart.

Then I thought that that guy's curse ability should have been used by many people. If he said that, he would have many enemies, no exception.

While you were thinking, there was still a slight smile on the corner of Kuroro's lips, and he continued to add: "Through investigation and monitoring, it was found that the person disappeared mysteriously after entering the casino. But the people inside said they didn't notice When did he appear and disappear."

After the chivalrous man used money to quell the attack on the Exorcist, Sirio, who was in charge, took the lead in investigating the matter.

The strange thing is that the surveillance shows that the curser entered the casino, but after investigation, nothing was found. This is the most abnormal thing.

"However, his biggest enemy was also in the casino at the time, and he blatantly announced what kind of revenge he would carry out when he was drunk, and it was later confirmed that that person did have corresponding strength."

The biggest enemy is true, and so is the hype.

But when asked about the truth, that person flatly denied it, and said that his ability to read was still in the development stage, and it was impossible to risk exposing his ability to do things he was not sure about.

After investigation, it was proved that what he said was true, Sirio let him go and continued to search for the real murderer, but unfortunately found nothing.

But none of this matters.

This is just a meaningless past that Kuroro casually talked about.

He never said that the enemy who killed the person with the curse ability is the biggest enemy in this passage.

Just adding a little hint of cryptic inadvertently.

"That's it..." You looked at the young man's calm expression, nodded, without thinking too much, and followed his logic, "Then there is no way, but their timing is too coincidental."

Kuroro's pupils were as black as thick ink: "Well..."

He has a tall and slender figure, and when he stood in the wind unhurriedly, there was a sense of carelessness, and he said calmly: "It's really a coincidence."

You turned your head and looked at the body lying in the coffin.

The mysterious force that pulls you and this body together still exists. If you try to let go, you will feel a pang of sadness in your heart, and even a feeling that your soul is being gently pulled.

Why is this happening?

Can't figure out why, but you don't feel any malice.

So not only did you not let go of your hand, but you held it tighter.It's like completely establishing a deep connection with this body.

After pondering for a while, you suddenly asked Kuroro: "Why?"

With your other hand, you gently fiddle with the delicate and charming purple firefly pandan, the gradient from lavender to deep purple is particularly obvious in the gloomy weather.

"Why do you want to keep this body?"

"..." The pure white shirt swayed slightly with the icy wind, and the smile on Kuroro's face was slightly relaxed, his eyes were dark, and suddenly there seemed to be a bottomless black abyss brewing in his eyes.

But upon closer inspection, there was nothing inside.

It's just the usual black pupils, with a few faint spots of light dotted in the bottom of the eyes, revealing a kind of strange look.

He slightly raised his hand to cover his face: "Well..."

The long eyelashes, which were as fine as a crow's feather, were slightly closed, revealing half of the dark eyes, but the voice was unexpectedly soft: "About this..."

A few seconds later, the black-haired youth said, "Actually, I don't remember."

In the dense forest at the end of the field of vision, the shadows of the trees swayed.

The familiar smell of dust is faintly carried in the wind, and the breath is filled with coldness and decay, like the smell of the barren land of Meteor Street.

"It's been too long."

He looked up at the gray sky, then tilted his head slightly, the broken hair on his forehead fell down by gravity, touching the corners of his eyes, and a half-perplexed look was peeped through the gaps in the ends of the hair.

"I seem to have forgotten what I was thinking when I did this."

You looked at Kuroro for a long time, and regretted, "That's it..."

Although I am very curious about his thoughts at that time, it has indeed been a long time for him, and it is normal not to remember, "Then forget it."

At this moment, the invisible force that pulls you and this body together finally fades away, and you slowly hold "yourself" hand loosely.

But even if you are no longer in contact with this body, you can still feel the indescribable connection between you.

Is this implying something?

You closed the coffin thoughtfully, and said to Kuroro, "Let's go back, the knight should be back soon."

Hearing this, the black-haired youth summoned the thief's secret book, and the pages frantically flipped, and finally stopped at the last few pages, and immediately retracted the coffin, with a single syllable from his throat.

"Um……"

On the way, you noticed that instead of a bandage on Kuroro's forehead, he had a tattoo of a cross with equal arms.It is dark black in bright places, but appears a deep blue-purple in dimly lit places.

Your gaze attracted the young man's attention, and he cast his gaze at you, and you asked curiously, "The one with the tattoo, is it Faith?"

"Belief?"

This word caused Kuroro to ponder for a moment, and said, "No..."

His index finger was slightly bent, resting on his chin, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "Strictly speaking, it should be regarded as an interest. But the idea of ​​being willing to dedicate everything to it is also very interesting..."

It appeared again, a Kuroro-style answer.It sounds as if he explained his own thoughts, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that what he said has basically nothing to do with what you asked.

Watching the young man sink into deep thought, you have an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Back at the beverage shop, the knight was already waiting in the shop, and when he saw you appearing, he lay down on the table and vomited bitterly, complaining that he would not be taken out, his hair shimmering under the incandescent lamp trembling.

You watched this scene amusedly, and suddenly noticed a few stiff figures slowly swaying into the beverage shop, with a needle stuck in the back of their necks, completely in control.

"..." The smile on your face subsided silently, and you suddenly remembered what happened before your soul went to Meteor Street, and then looked at the ordinary people controlled by the needle, and your heart was complicated.

Probably because your gaze stayed there for too long, the knight rested his chin with one hand, and turned his head to follow your line of sight: "Haha, this should also be an operating system—he seems to be looking for someone."

Meanwhile, another scene plays out in your mind.

Slightly remote streets, lighted cake shops, and exquisitely packaged signature cakes placed on open-air tables and chairs.

And those unwavering but dark eyes.

Your eyes were slightly cold, and you said, "Well, that's true."

The knight looked over curiously: "Teacher, how do you know?"

Then the blond young man started guessing without thinking, "Could it be that his purpose is to find you."

"Not only that..." you laughed, "He also wants to take me back."

The voice was about to fall, and the knight's smiling expression froze for an instant. Kuroro, who was originally downcast and pensive, suddenly raised his eyes to look at you, and the depths of his eyes slowly flowed with gloomy black.

"What's his name?"

"Beat the enemy..."

You glanced at the black-haired young man and said, "Il fan? Beat the enemy."

At this time, the puppet standing not far away seemed to hear something, and slowly turned his head in your direction, with an indescribable feeling of stuttering in his movements, and rushed out of the beverage shop with strange steps after a few seconds.

Kuroro found the puppet who rushed out, but he didn't say anything, his fingers slightly bent, his knuckles tapped on the table lightly, and the smile on his face was faint: "Is that the killer family?"

"Well. That's it."

You took a sip of your drink with the straw, and continued: "But it's okay, I've found a way to deal with it."

Suddenly, the knight raised his hand lively: "I heard that almost their whole family lives in Kukulu Mountain, and no one has seen their faces—someone bought their photos at a high price on the Internet, right?"

You thought about it and said, "I remember that, what's wrong?"

After getting your answer, the knight applauded happily: "Hey, just right, I just saw the master of the ability to control people's thoughts outside - it should be him. It's the first time I saw such an interesting operating system. The phone took a picture."

In the photo, Yier fans turned their heads to find the location of the knight, and the latter patted his chest with lingering fear: "But the murderous intent is quite strong, and I was almost caught on the spot, haha."

Immediately afterwards, the knight bent his green eyes, and kept pressing his thumbs on the keys of the phone: "I have a good idea."

"Huh? What way."

You looked at Xia Ke suspiciously, but he didn't say anything, he just held his phone and smiled maliciously, saying, "You will know when the time comes."

After ten minutes, you leave the beverage shop.

As soon as you walk out the door, you feel something is following behind you, and through the glass of the shop beside you, you find that it is a lifeless puppet.

If you feel something in your heart.

Sure enough, when you passed the corner of the street in front of you, a young man in a combat uniform suddenly appeared in the shadow of the opposite street, with long hair hanging down to his waist, and dark, dull eyes looking at this side.

More than a dozen puppets came out from the corners of the surrounding area, and stood behind Ilmi in a strange manner. Among them, the puppet closest to Ilmi was the one who had entered the drink shop. He seemed completely irrational compared to the others. The puppet is smarter.

There were not many pedestrians on this street, and it seemed a bit empty at first.

But when all the puppets controlled by Yiermi appeared, the empty street suddenly became crowded, and the scattered passers-by not far away looked at this side strangely, as if wondering why there were so many people suddenly.

Your expression paused slightly.

Pull out the scene at that time from the long river of memory.

I don't know if it's your delusion, but Yiermi's expression at this moment is much calmer than when he stood in front of the cake shop and wanted to attack you, as if he had returned to the indifferent and cold killer before.

But now is not the time to think about that.

You glanced at the surrounding buildings, judging which exit to leave, and completely forgot what the knight told you just now that he has a good way.

There is a crossroad in front, and there is an alleyway diagonally behind.

There are many shops beside you, and there is also a small and medium-sized shopping mall, even if the group of puppets follow the orders of Il fans to arrest you, it doesn't matter, the mermaid's ability to change appearance can quickly throw them off.

Thinking of this, you turn your attention to Yier fans again.

Sensing your gaze, the long-haired young man slowly turned his gaze to you, and the gentle wind lifted the ends of his hair hanging on his chest, blocking the light color of his lips, and then slowly fell back to his side.

The dark clouds above your head are getting denser and thicker, and a heavy shadow is spreading on the ground. You all stopped at the same time.

In the silence, Xia Ke suddenly laughed: "I heard that the photos of beating the enemy's family members can be sold for [-] million."

The route planned in my heart stagnates and suddenly dissipates.

You turn slightly to ensure that you can see Yiermi's movements, and at the same time, give a little attention to the knight.

The blond young man hooked his mobile phone with a smile, the little devil wings on the back swung quickly in the air a few times, and was suddenly held tightly in his hand, densely packed text patterns were displayed on the screen.

"If there is still a clear and specific trend, it should be able to sell at a higher price, right? After all, many bounty hunters don't believe in the reputation of beating the enemy, and want to use it to become famous in one fell swoop."

Above the text pattern is the notification bar of the mobile phone. Not long after the knight's voice fell, a message popped up——

"The photo of the most mysterious killer family member is finally revealed!"

Fifteen minutes ago, the personal information of the eldest son of the Killer Hit Dike family, Il fan? Hit Di Ke, and even the specific itinerary of the hitman appeared on the reward websites of the major bounty hunters.

No one knows who transmitted this data, but it does not prevent those who are always on the front line of information from being malicious, and quickly upload this message to the dark web where it is hidden deeper.

In a very short period of time, this news fermented rapidly.

Anyone who browses those reward websites will know immediately that Il fan? Beat the enemy is near the sky arena.

Rumor has it that no one has ever seen the phantom assassin family members. They are cold and powerful. Even the name "Beating the Enemy" is very likely to be a pseudonym. Someone even offered [-] million to buy their photos.

But not everyone believed the rumors.

When the photos and whereabouts of Yier fans were released, except for those who wanted to see the true face of Lushan Mountain, the rest thought that the rumors were just bluffing, and they met their companions to come here as quickly as possible, hoping to defeat and beat the enemy. The deeds of customers to start the popularity of people.

Behind the controlled puppets and in the corners of the building, several people with unknown good and evil appeared one after another. They had different expressions, and almost all of them were surrounded by a thin layer of thought power.

The knight threw up the phone and held it suddenly: "Wow! There are a lot of people here. It seems that many people are interested in the true face of beating the enemy!"

However, Yiermi, who was standing not far away, had no turmoil in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly after hearing the evaluation from the knight, the shadows under his eyes gradually deepened, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "True face?"

As if hearing something ridiculous, he said: "When we complete the commission, we never deliberately disguise or sneak in."

The people squatting behind did not act rashly, and the young master who beat the enemy did not move either. His gaze slowly swept across the people hiding behind, as if looking at a pile of worthless dead objects.

"But... I really don't like doing white jobs."

Hearing that, the expressions of Kuroro and Xia Ke did not change at all, just like two ordinary college students passing by innocently.

And you are frowning at the clean phone screen.

When the explosive message was displayed on Xia Ke's little devil's mobile phone, you subconsciously took out your mobile phone to check the situation, and suddenly found that the call with Hisoka had been hung up by the other party.

- The time to hang up was just 2 minutes ago.

why?

You are about to send a text message to ask, and suddenly there are playing cards in the sky.In the dim light, they were half eccentric patterns on the back, half coquettish digital drawings.

Light and fluttering, slowly falling from the sky a little bit.

Just when the playing cards were about to fall on them, the three youths present sideways avoided one after another, but you spread out your palms in surprise to catch the falling cards.

At the same time, several poker cards landed on your shoulders.

There is a poker card that is face up, and the clown ghost king proudly raised his head, holding a dark and dangerous scythe, with weird makeup, as treacherous as a stage puppet with a layer of whitewash.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Hehe, it seems very lively here..."

Before you could turn around, an inexplicable pulling sensation suddenly came from the part of your body that was touched by the playing cards just now, and Kuroro stretched out his hand quickly, trying to hold your arm——

The force that is pulling your body suddenly intensifies!

Because you guessed who the owner of the playing card is, you didn't resist.

In the next second, you suddenly slam into a hard chest, and even the chest trembles briefly, and the strange pulling feeling stops abruptly.

You were about to straighten up and stand aside, when a hand suddenly hooked your shoulder from the front, and with a little force, pushed you back again.

The back of your head slammed into his chest, followed by a light and weird humming sound, and the soft hair brushed against the side of your face.

"Hmm...what a coincidence."

Clear and smooth muscle lines pass by your eyes, the smell of shower gel and red wine pours into your nostrils, and a poker card with "Ace of Hearts" printed on it is handed out by the owner between two fingers, and the face of the card is gently pressed against your lips horn.

The cold poker paper felt instant, and the person behind him bent down and covered his lips with that card.

Biting the sticky tone, the ending sounded meaningfully rising.

"It's the red thread of fate, connecting us together..."