I am forced to roll into a disk star leader

The alleys in this city are particularly developed, like a spider's lair, with the center of the city as the basic point, and the webs as cobwebs, spreading out densely.

The small alley is not very clean, the manhole cover on the road in the distance is missing, emitting a peculiar smell of sewer, the advertisement on the telephone pole has been blackened, which is far from the bright and clean city center.

Qianfeng's mobile phone was out of battery, and the black screen reflected the huge airship in the blue sky, like a colorful hot air balloon, ups and downs in the sea of ​​clouds, but its speed was not as fast as that of an airplane.

It seems that the technology tree of this world has not been fully activated yet, Qian Feng walked along the alley thoughtfully.

It is imperative to find the lost companions.

But she didn't expect that she bumped into a murder scene. Is the law and order in this world so bad?

Blood flowed all over the ground, people died in the alley, and that strong smell came. A man wearing a clown costume stood by the wall, exuding a strange aura.

He noticed Qianfeng's gaze almost immediately, and turned his head suddenly, his face was handsome with evil spirits, the teardrops and star patterns on his cheeks glistened with ink in the sunlight, he smiled treacherously.

A few poker cards flew over, with the force of piercing the air, Qianfeng reacted immediately and dodged the general, but the fresh and tender cheek was still cut a little.

The soft card was harder than a blade, and it was inserted straight into the electric pole behind it. It was made of stone pillars, but she didn't mess with him. Qian Feng was a little annoyed: "Are you sick?"

The red-haired man rushed forward recklessly, with a deadly move, with a bloodthirsty gleam on the corners of his lips, his toned muscles swelled, his body leaned back softly, and his excitement was almost overflowing.

Not only that, he let out a strange smile, and his tone was like a tilde: "Ah~ yes, yes, a big apple that is about to ripen, this intoxicating taste~"

After finishing speaking, he took a sharp breath of the air, as if there was really some sweet fragrance, but Qian Feng only smelled a strong smell of blood, could it be that he encountered a real mental illness, it is not against the law for a real mental illness to kill someone, she You have to take it easy.

A guy like a mad dog is really difficult to deal with, Qianfeng decided not to talk about Wude!

... "Be honest! If you shoot poker cards indiscriminately again, you will be stripped and hanged to the police station!" Qian Feng threatened with a snort.

Younger brother Yuki: [This... shouldn't be considered child abuse, right? 】

Qianfeng: [What a fart! 】

The red-haired man, oh no, it should be a red-haired boy now, his hands and feet were restrained in disbelief, and he lay on the ground in a humiliating posture, with a heavy force around his waist.

"Do you remember which mental hospital you came out of? Do you remember the phone?" Big Apple asked him seriously while pinching his hand on the gate of his life.

Hisoka calmed down: "..."

This kind of thinking ability is quite interesting, but there is still room for growth, and it is worth cultivating, Guonong Hisoka commented, his thin lips hooked and hooked, and a wicked smile bloomed.

"My name is Hisoka."

"I call you Jinsuo, Silversuo or Hisoka, mental patients, go back to the mental hospital!"

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Hisoka, who has always been mysterious and mad, had to spend a lot of time talking before Qian Feng gave up the shackles on him. Since he acquired the ability to read, he has rarely encountered such a situation again, but this is more important. Exciting isn't it?

He smiled slightly: "You just came to this city, right? Looking for someone? Killing people? I can help you with anything."

Don't look at this man's biased and crazy behavior, his observant mind is indeed quite terrifying, and he was able to detect some of her intentions from the trivial conversation just now.

It was this overbearing expression that appeared on a child, it really made my stomach ache, Qianfeng's eyes rolled and rolled, but what he said did make sense.

But she is not so easy to dismiss, Qian Feng stretched out his five-fingered palm, with white and greasy skin, and slender fingers, gathered together, like a greedy gluttonous beast, with its mouth wide open.

The black-haired boy gave a slanted smile, with sly and lazy eyes, "Spiritual damage fee, 5000 million renunciation, and help me with something."

Hisoka: "..." I always feel that this style of acting is inexplicably familiar.

Having received the promise, Qianfeng helped Hisoka get rid of the 'young child' status, and followed him to the Sky Arena. Of course, she was not unsuspecting, and she still saved her hand.

Hisoka knew this very well, his bright thin lips curled up, how far would the cautious and bold apple grow, his blood was boiling, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

Qian Feng stared curiously at the building called the Sky Arena in front of him. The building was nearly a thousand meters high, towering into the clouds, beautiful and magnificent, inexplicably reminiscent of the Tower of Babel.

Stepping into the registration office with Hisoka, she immediately noticed that many eyes were focused on her, exploring, envious, contemptuous, curious, all human, she didn't care.

However, Qian Feng said: "You are quite popular."

Hisoka smiled and said nothing, although he was crazy, he was really handsome.

"Who is that?" Qian Feng pointed at the two small figures over there, their eyes were too hot.

The silver-haired blue-eyed boy and the black-haired prickly-haired boy who were hiding behind the drink vending machine froze when they were pointed out so bluntly.

"Xiaojie, run!" The two ran away with oil on the soles of their feet.

Qian Feng was taken aback, the little boy with silver hair and blue face really looked like Gojo Satoru, and even had a friend named Xiaojie, which made people wonder if God was lazy when he created man, and just copied and pasted it in another world.

Hisoka covered his mouth and smiled: "That's a little apple~"

Qianfeng: "..."

I always feel that it is a bit perverted for a big man to talk like this.

Follow Hisoka into his flat floor above the 200th floor. Through the single-sided glass, you can see all the living beings below. Qianfeng sat on the chair beside the bed, feeling a little bored.

That fellow Hisoka went to take a shower as soon as he entered the door, and he came out wearing a white towel, revealing his firm and tight chest, his red hair like ink dyed was wet behind his head, he was surprisingly handsome after taking off his clown outfit, With some dangerous breath.

Qian Feng somewhat understood why the woman at the registration office would envy her, but she didn't care about it, and took a picture of the missing person notice that she had drawn long ago on the table, and then stretched out her hand lazily: "5000 million, you still have to help me find the missing person." people."

Hisoka leaned against the wall, squinting at the boy sitting by the window, his slender wrist supported his smooth chin, but that wrist was very strong, and the other hand stretched out confidently.

The sun was falling, gently kissing the young man's cheek, under the thick eyelashes that were half drooping, there were gilt pupils, but with an unruly wildness.

As beautiful as a work of art, no one would reject such beauty, including Hisoka.

"Okay~" Hisoka agreed, smiled slantingly for a while, and then walked straight over. He took out the black gold card, and gently scratched the boy's cheeks. Heart: "I'll give you [-] million."

Little brother Yuki: [[-] million! 】

However, this action was more or less provocative and implying, Qian Feng was a little dazed by the sudden money, seeing the beautiful abdominal muscles close at hand, and the dangerous and handsome face of the man, the hormones were about to overflow.

People are actually attracted by dangerous things, and that kind of excitement can be addictive, especially for people with strong curiosity.

Qian Feng's eyes flickered, but he said, "I don't have copper sex."

Hisoka raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry, and looked at her with a smile: "Okay."

Qianfeng, who successfully obtained the excess mental damage fee, touched the card happily. She rejected Hisoka's invitation to stay in the Sky Arena, and was going to find someone else by herself.

Qianfeng asked for Hisoka's contact information, and gave a sweet smile without hesitation, "Contact me if you have any news."

But Hisoka changed into a tight brown-red suit, with red hair draped softly behind his head, transformed into a handsome handsome man, and seemed to be ready to go out.

Qian Feng casually asked: "What are you planning to do?"

Hisoka glanced at her, and there seemed to be some resentment in his eyes: "I'm full of sex now."

Qianfeng: "..."

Separated from Hisoka, who was hunting for beauty, Qianfeng decided to go to some gray places to find news. Although such places are full of dirt, it also means that gossip spreads extremely fast.

Walking, she passed by an ordinary building, and accidentally bumped into a yellow-haired gangster, usually this kind of spirited guy would linger on people.

But this yellow-haired guy is actually a moral model among the spirited guys, blushing, he paid Qianfeng a bottle of drink, smiled and left, leaving Qianfeng a chic back.

His pointed canine teeth were exposed, and his voice was inexplicably green: "I bet Mr. Hisoka will win this match in the Sky Arena!"

His companion laughed at him, "Chiji, you should worry about your own fight first! If you lose this underground boxing match again, Mr. X won't be so talkative anymore, heh, how can a businessman who raises gladiators be unscrupulous?" of?"

Huang Mao's eyes darkened. He knew that what his companion said was actually for his own good, but like a person in a swamp, he couldn't help but look up at the starry sky and be attracted by those shining people.

But his sister hasn't been found yet, he needs Mr. X's help, Huang Mao sighed, "I see."

The figures of the yellow-haired gangsters disappeared into the dim building, and the door opened in response to the sound, without a trace of light, like a beast swallowing people.

Qianfeng's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up like a cat's.

Isn't this a coincidence?When I fell asleep, someone brought me a pillow.

So without anyone noticing, a nimble figure followed them into the underground arena.

......

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

In the underground arena, a life-and-death duel is being staged inside the white square railings.

The two youths, like adults on TV, were half naked, their fists wrapped in white gauze, and they greeted each other desperately.

Every cheer is the best stimulant, and the whining of muscles and internal organs announces the end of the duel.

Huang Mao spat out a mouthful of blood, his shoulder blades were covered with purple marks and bruises, and his hand bones were dislocated, but the other party was worse than him, there was no good flesh in his whole body, and he passed out in a coma.

"I... won!" he roared, falling down.

The audience in the audience shouted excitedly like beasts, and there were many people. The law of the jungle was extremely popular here, and Qianfeng felt that they were a bit like monkeys.

Everyone's face was glowing with blood. No matter if it was a white-collar worker or a gangster, no matter how well they put on their masks, they were all torn apart by violence.

The thick blood drenched the knife and turned into a sharp blade, making everyone lose their minds. Desires can be released as much as they want, and the blood of others becomes a good medicine to relieve stress.

At the top of the auditorium, a man in a black mink coat smiled with satisfaction, and kept stroking the golden scepter in his hand. His cloudy eyes were full of desire for huge profits.

There is no way, he just likes money, he does all kinds of business, black and white, he doesn't care so much about breaking the law or not.

The yellow-haired man was helped down and came towards this side. The black mink man resumed his kind mask. After all, he is now the most valuable cash cow in his hands. He is young and full of blood, unlike those who just do it once or twice. Impossible garbage.

He said softly, and handed out a photo, "Chiji, you did a good job this time. The news about your sister has been found recently. I will send someone to investigate more."

The photo shows an old bowknot, the white thread on the raw edge has been loosened, and the embroidered letters can be vaguely seen.

Huang Mao put it into his arms excitedly, treating it like a treasure, he couldn't speak clearly, but he was still making promises incoherently.

"Mr. X! I...I will definitely do it well!"

Mr. X laughed silently.

When the people on the field were almost dispersed, he was also preparing to leave, and the auction also needed to be well prepared.

"—Um, sorry."

His shoulder was bumped violently, and he frowned. Who doesn't have eyes? When he saw the face clearly, his eyes suddenly froze.

Too beautiful.

The unhappiness of being hit disappeared in an instant, followed by the ecstasy of the businessman discovering the treasure.

The young man has raven-black hair, cat ear headbands covering the fluffy hair, his delicate face is like a fairy sketched at will, his aura is natural, and his body is slender and fit, neither too thin nor too majestic.

But the most beautiful ones are the bright eyes like stars, which are more pure than the gold produced by Berdoyat. He has seen red eyes, but he doesn't think so.

He deliberately slowed down his voice and put on a trustworthy mask, "What's your name? Do you need help?"

Putting this kind of thing on the auction site will definitely fetch hundreds of millions of nuns. In his past sales, there are many big shots who can't meet the demand for this kind of beautiful boy.

The fish took the bait, the black-haired boy, our protagonist Qian Feng smiled shyly.

She bit her lips with her white teeth, and after thinking for a long time, she finally responded, "Sir, my name is Liu Lishang, Amuro Lina, Hagiwara Yuhanling, Bloody, Mei, JQ, Analiya, Shangmengxunmei Haizhewei · Rose Rose Lily Tears · Feather Ink Spirit · Ximener."

Mr. X: "..."

People in this world are all after the rich and powerful. Although I know that some people will choose a long middle name to make themselves sound more noble, but this kind of name sounds like a bad brain.

But that's okay, it doesn't matter if you have a bad brain, as long as you have a pretty face, he said gently, "Evil."

The young man seemed to be shocked (disgusted), and his innocent and clean breath was even worse.

He was even more satisfied, and coaxed patiently, "Come to work with me, gold and jewelry, you can have as much as you want."

Although Mr. X's tone was extremely gentle, Qianfeng smiled slightly with the undeniable toughness of a superior to a subordinate.

"Okay, but sir, I want you to help me find two people, they are my two younger sisters." Pretend to be pure, who can't.

Mr. X laughed, looking for someone again, he is the most proficient at this kind of thing.