I must make the thief who stole my abilities look good! [Comprehensive]

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and it was only after she boarded the pirate ship that Blanche understood what her grandfather taught her.

Why is she always misbehaved?Time and time again, he was deceived by that cunning and take-for-granted spider head.

Blanche put the last mouthful of chocolate mousse into her mouth, thinking a little wistfully.

After she finished eating the staple food and her stomach was [-]% full, Kuroro began to assign tasks.

It was too wasteful to send Blanche into the arena just as a cover.

The pragmatist on Meteor Street and Kuroro, who practiced what is called impolite, said: "Find an opportunity to go underground to have a look tomorrow, and after the investigation is over, use your ability to come to me directly, no matter what you see. tell me."

As he said, he handed her the handkerchief for no other reason. Blanche is not Hella Cruz who loses weight for nothing. She was excited when she saw the food.

And the greedy cat only has that piece of chocolate mousse in his eyes—it is uncut, a whole piece, with perfect appearance and attractive fragrance.

Blanche seemed to hear a faint sigh, and when she came back to her senses, someone's arm had already passed the fence and wiped it for her.

Although she was quickly dodged, she was not stared at anyway, and Kuroro handed her the handkerchief.

Blanche took a big bite, and typed with her left hand: "When you lost to you at cards, you said that you wanted me to accompany you to Sierra Island to be sold as a commodity. It only lasted for a week, and I didn't say I would do it." live."

Since she can't speak, the mobile phone acts as a spokesperson, so the mobile phone card was removed and then returned to her. What's more, the mobile phone is also part of the ability of some reading abilities. In order to ensure the integrity of the wrestling, electronic products are not completely banned here.

Kuroro felt that she was getting harder and harder to deceive, but she was still far from being difficult.

He pointed to the empty lunch box, "The restaurant in a seven-star hotel has good food, but it's not cheap."

What a joke!You ain't Rob John Hepps!

"...about 500 million or so nuns."

Not knowing whether it was the sweets that pleased Blanche's nerves to a great extent, or the merciless price that shook her heart, Blanche raised her eyebrows and agreed.

Kuroro brought her a new roll of bandages as a road sign—bandages were the most convenient thing to throw away in his belongings. Blanche knew that the thief leader had been trying his best to avoid being tracked by her ability.

Blanche is far from caring about this.

Kuroro took out a card and a small transparent box from his pocket, which contained something like plasticine, and he handed them to her, "Access control card, you might need it. It should be there Remember to put this on the wristband when you are in the position."

The bracelet might contain some sort of device to locate the gladiator, or something designed to sound an alarm once it leaves the hive, or both, Blanche guessed.

Kuroro finished explaining everything that should be explained, and visually observed that his most popular task this time - food delivery, has been successfully completed, and it is time to leave. After all, the hive is still under the surveillance of the other party, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.Kuroro was about to go back the same way, when suddenly he felt a little resistance, Blanche's arm stretched out of the cage, and pulled his windbreaker.

Kuroro looked back, and saw Blanche raised her head and put the phone up in front of him seriously. The voice of the phone cannot be accurately controlled. In order to prevent every sentence from being announced to the world, she has not turned on voice.

"Why can you eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the hotel, and I will enter the hive. Can't our roles be reversed?"

It seems that there is still a lot of resentment...

A certain person suddenly rejoiced that he packed a meal on a whim before going out to feed her. Otherwise, seeing her increasingly uncontrollable personality, she might have gone on strike empty-handed.

"Actually, it's okay to change it, but I'm worried that you may not be able to handle some jobs and you don't want to do them." Kuroro didn't even need a second to think, and just opened his mouth.

Blanche frowned. Teenagers have a strong learning ability, and apparently under the recent bad influence of someone, they have also become quite unbelieving.

"Can you quickly approach the island owner or the island owner's wife and gain their trust? Can you get the password to the airport? Can you figure out the island's roads and remember them firmly?"

Question marks were thrown one after another, and Kuroro didn't raise his volume, or even strengthen his tone, but simply narrated, which completely shrank Blanche's ambitions.

...poor sense of direction and unsociable, unable to think with toes.Not to mention whether it is possible, Blanche didn't even think about it, it would definitely be a pure self-torture.

But she never thought that it was Kuroro who was going to steal the ore, and she didn't need to do this job.

The fingers holding the black windbreaker loosened a little, and then loosened a little, finally Blanche accepted the reality and let go.

Kuroro seemed to see patches of black air on the silver head, and there was a tendency to accumulate more and more. He said: "After you determine the patrol schedule of the guards, you can Go back to the hotel to sleep during the free time."

It is quite easy for her to use her ability to travel between multiple places, which is why Kuroro first started looking for her to come with her.

Hearing this, Blanche's eyes lit up, and felt that the face of this supposedly hateful person was a little more pleasing to the eye.

She waved her hand and told him to leave quickly.However, the black-haired young man's footsteps paused a little... He suddenly felt that the feeling of being held by someone was quite fresh, and it would be fine to hold it for a little longer.

Pretending to be asleep and eavesdropping the whole time, Illumi Dadike, who has never seen such a fool in his 21 years of life, blinked his lifeless big... oh no, small eyes in the dark.

When will they do it? Wait online. It's very urgent.

Blanche just entered the hive last night, and the super efficient staff of the Sierra Central Arena arranged a match for her today.

When she entered the hive and passed other people's cells, she roughly glanced at the S-rank contestants, and measured it based on experience. At present, the one that scares her the most is Illumi, who has self-destructed.Blanche sincerely hoped not to be parted with him. Although she had the confidence of immortality, she was an expert in killing the other party.And the injury is really painful, she is not a brigade spider with degenerated pain nerves, there is nothing to be ashamed of if she is afraid of pain.

She followed the bunny girl in tight low-cut clothing, black socks and high heels into the arena, and was so frightened by the deafening cheers that she dozed off as soon as she entered.

Only listening to the loudspeaker dedicated to the stage, the commentator introduced the players passionately.

"A newcomer came in at Entrance A. Don't look at her skinny and full of explosive power. She directly crushed the gripper in the test center yesterday! Today's performance can be expected!"

Blanche reckoned that the commentator really had nothing to brag about. After all, in this position, players who are not familiar with it all bet on their size.

Her opponent slowly came in from entrance B. The opponent was an old acquaintance of the arena, and the audience cheered before entering the arena.This person is wearing a cloak. Judging from his body size, he is at least as big as two Blanches, and his muscles are strong and strong.But the face is really not flattering. It has a garlic nose and a Mediterranean face. The skin is still strangely blue. The mouth seems to be equipped with some kind of machine, and it protrudes very strangely. At first glance, it looks like Frankenstein.

With his appearance, the commentary began to introduce: "This, the old acquaintance in the arena, Nissaimo, passed all the way with a super destructive right straight punch. Wow, the record is amazing. He has won eight games in a row and won two more games be free!"

"It seems that this is a very crucial game, what do you think?" another commentator smelled.

"Yeah, in terms of physique and experience, Nisaimo has the advantage, but for his dexterity and speed, he should be Blanche. But personally, I'm more optimistic about Nisaimo."

"Oh? Why? Please tell me your opinion."

"I believe everyone knows that Nisaimo had another identity before he was caught here. I will introduce it to the new audience again. Who would have thought that Nisaimo was once the famous A-level thief group Phantom Brigade One of the members of the regiment!"

Speaking of which, the Frankenstein in front of him proudly took off his cape, like a champion holding up a golden belt, and showed the spider tattoo on his back to Blanche and even the audience.

Many viewers gasped in embarrassment.

The cameraman cooperatively zoomed in, and a spider tattoo appeared on the big screen.

There are only eight legs, and there is no number in the middle, the kind that can't be more fake.

Looking at the tattoo, Blanche fell into a long-term aphasia, and couldn't even arouse the desire to complain.

"How is it? Are you scared! Hahahahahahahaha I have killed hundreds of people, and I have never lost. If you behave better later, I can give you a good time!"

Blanche: "..."

Well, what, did she remember that the spider leader is coming today?I don't know how he feels now as a genuine spider?

Blanche subconsciously searched the stands, and sure enough, she found Kuroro directly opposite.

The black-haired young man was chatting with the same black-haired lady next to him, as if talking about something that made her happy, the lady covered her mouth with a white-gloved palm and smiled lightly.

Kuroro turned his head sideways, and his eyes met Blanche's in the air.

He raised the corners of his lips and made a mouth shape.

——Don't underestimate the enemy.

Blanche looked away, it seemed that he was not only not embarrassed, but also quite happy.

...Some people are so damn calm.

The author has something to say: it was produced in the same hospital as the cheap trap tower fake.

Thanks to Dandelion for casting a mine!mwah!

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