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

Blanche, now 17 and a half years old, has entered into old age, became a glorious squat, squatted for two years, and finally went out - being pushed, unwillingly.

With her wrist strength calculated in tons, in this competition of pure strength, the door frame snapped and broke. She felt sorry for the wall repair fee, but Blanche chose to let go. In the end, she went out without further damage to the home. up.

The young man pushing the wheelchair had a tender face like a high school student wearing a western-style school uniform, and before going out, he thoughtfully took the backpack and coat that Blanche hung at the door.

But Blanche just felt that this was superfluous care, like he was helping her push a wheelchair.

"My wheelchair has been specially modified. It has a lot of horsepower and is made of special materials. It can be directly crushed by ordinary obstacles." Blanche typed weakly.The sun outside the house was just right, it was a good time to go out for an outing, but Blanche looked like a vampire who couldn't see the light, and like an ice cream cone that melted in the sun, she was listless. "Besides, you're behind my back, facing the back of my neck, and you can chop off my head with a quick hand. We haven't gotten to know each other's backs yet, have you? You'll make me very uneasy."

"At the moment when the murderous aura manifests, Miss Blanche will defend herself?" So the situation Blanche said will not happen, "And your strange ability can't just be fixed in one place, I Are you right?"

Blanche typed with a gloomy face, "I will never answer questions about my abilities."

This sentence made Kuroro's eyes darken.To steal someone else's ability, he has to overcome five conditions, one of which is that he needs the other party to answer questions related to the ability, but he does not need to explain the rules to the other party.Although it was just speculation, he believed that Blanche had roughly understood what his conditions were, and was not as easy to deceive as he was two and a half years ago.

Although Xia Ke wanted to watch the show, the reality didn't allow it. He went back to the base on Meteor Street earlier.Kurolo and Blanche are behind, they need to go back to the base first, meet with the rest of the brigade, integrate information, and then take the next step.

They went to the airport and rented a small airship, the kind that paid for formalities. After about two hours of flying, they arrived at the airport closest to Meteor Street, and then started to walk.

Instead, walking is the fastest way to enter Meteor Street. Don't even think about expressways, subways, or buses.

At this point Blanche faced a major problem.

She has just been complacent for a long time. The wheelchair under her buttocks has been remodeled, has a lot of horsepower, and is made of special materials. No matter how strong it is, it can't crush mountains of garbage like a tank.

As a native of Meteor Street, Kuroro came up with a fair word.

"The rubbish mountain in the outer area is relatively uneven, and there are still some good roads in the inner block." At this time, his eyes fell on Blanche's wheelchair, he covered his mouth and thought for a moment, and remained silent. It is still an uneven garbage mountain, and it is difficult to climb over it with a wheelchair.

So Kurolo asked, "Do you need me to carry you away?"

Blanche: "..."

She first looked up at the towering rubbish mountain, then at Kuroro, who was seriously proposing, and paused for two seconds, then grabbed the coat on her lap, and carried her small satchel on her back, relentlessly Rising willingly from the wheelchair.

Kurolo: "..."

Even though she was as calm as Kuroro, she never thought that Blanche could still walk. After all, she didn't get up from the wheelchair when the confrontation between the two had already started.Thinking about it the other way around, Blanche hated walking more than the critical situation at the time; and she hated being carried by him more than walking.

Blanche put on her coat, twisted her neck and stretched her legs, and moved her "fragile" body a little bit. Seeing the black-haired young man staring at her expressionlessly, Blanche tapped a few times on her phone, " Can you save one step and save one step, don't you like how incomprehensible it is to walk by yourself?"

"Is that why you have that ability?" Kuroro was referring to the one she was stolen from, and the two knew each other well.

Blanche stopped talking, and gave the "famous" leader of the A-rank bandit group a "you'd better shut up and see for yourself" look.

But Kuroro obviously wouldn't be intimidated by her eyes, "Your mind wasn't particularly strong two years ago, I thought you lost the ability to escape after I stole your ability. Veteran, not to mention losing his legs and voice, it is not uncommon to die."

What a shame to say.

Blanche's eyelashes blinked, and those blue eyes were lighter than ordinary blue irises. Under the strong light, they looked like light blue glass beads, shining with an inorganic light.

"Aren't you in a hurry? Let's go." Blanche typed.

As a dead house who has been living at home for a long time, relying on takeaway for food, computer for work, and electric wheelchair for activities, although the physical fitness was excellent before, it was still a bit difficult to jump from one garbage mountain to another at the beginning. Not suitable.

Strength and speed are not the main problem. Blanche's biggest problem is that she has never seen such a magnificent garbage mountain, so she can't find a good foothold at all, so that she follows Kuroro, accidentally As soon as he stepped into the air, Kuroro could hear a "crackling" sound behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a group of white villains rolling from the top of the mountain to the end of the mountain at an accelerated rate, accompanied by "light rain" of various discarded objects, and then the white The villain turned into a dusty villain after falling a few times. If the support point she grasped when she saved herself was not good enough, it would cause further garbage landslides.

Blanche struggled to get her head out of the rubbish, and saw Kuroro coming over with a few quick jumps, standing firmly, and reaching out to her.

Because of the dust, the sky of Meteor Street was dyed a large area of ​​pink at sunset, and the vast mountains of garbage were reflected in the pupils, revealing a barren beauty.A young man who could be considered slender, with short black hair and cool eyes. When he looked at people quietly with the same black eyes, he actually showed an indescribable...pureness.

Blanche froze for a moment.

But the rotten instant noodles on her head smelled too bad, Blanche frowned, pulled the instant noodles off with nausea, and suddenly lost the mood to see any scenery.She ignored the hands in front of her, struggled to crawl out of the trash, and patted the skirt whose original color could no longer be seen.

"Let's go."

"If you fall like this again, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach it after dark."

"I won't fall again!" Blanche was about to explode. After all, whose fault was it? If he hadn't stolen her ability, wouldn't she even need to take a step?

After falling down a few times, Blanche gradually grasped the key points of walking among the rubbish mountains. Basically, there is no smooth road on the periphery of Meteor Street. It is full of rubbish mountains one after another. It is ineffective to walk or run, but the most efficient The best way of action is to jump from one point to another, so the choice of foothold is very important at this time.Blanche was buried by rubbish only after stepping into the air a few times, and now she exudes an indescribable rotten smell.

Later, she learned to be smart. In short, wherever Kuroro danced, she would dance with her. It was definitely right to follow the bandit leader.Since they stopped chattering and rolling from the top of the mountain to the end of the mountain, the efficiency of the two, er, mainly because Blanche's efficiency has greatly increased. Within an hour, before it was completely dark, they arrived at the base camp of the Phantom Troupe.

The brigade has basically assembled at the base, except for the absence of the new No. [-] and the abducted No. [-]. Kurolo and Blanche were the last group to arrive.

The knight saw that Blanche was filthy all over, some parts of her long silver hair were stained with instant noodle soup, her white skirt had turned into a gray and black coal digging skirt, and she could smell the rancid smell from a distance.

If they knew each other online, Xia Ke and Blanche were old acquaintances.

Just brought the "clairvoyance" over, and the head of the team was next to him, how could it be like this?The knight couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Was it attacked on the road?"

Assault, there was none.Not to mention the attack, along the way I occasionally saw a few passers-by wearing protective clothing picking up garbage, and everyone stayed away from them, as if they were some kind of humanoid biochemical weapon.

Because the Phantom Brigade's base had just been attacked, a few people not far away who looked very fierce suddenly showed several murderous looks, as if they would turn into Asuras to wash the enemy's base camp with blood as soon as she said her name.

Blanche immediately buried her head in shame.

"It fell." Kuroro seemed to have his left cheek stuck to his right cheek, thick-skinned and shameless at the same time.He finished speaking calmly, ignoring several spiders whose eyes were out of frame and who hadn't known how to write or pronounce "walking and wrestling" for more than ten years, and continued to ask calmly, "Do you need a bath?"

At 17 and a half, that's when self-esteem takes a revolutionary step forward by leaps and bounds.Blanche felt that her neck could no longer straighten up. She had never felt that this, no, a few falls, was so embarrassing...

A very actress-like woman with a hooked nose and big breasts lent Blanche a bathroom and clothes, but whether it was legs or breasts, Blanche was not in the same weight class as the other party, T-shirt and shorts They were all baggy, and they were barely fastened with a belt. Blanche looked like a poor little furry child who was taken out of an orphanage and could only wear ill-fitting clothes donated by well-meaning people.

When she came out like a long-haired cat in the rain, dragging her wet silver fur, Kurolo said, "Okay, let's gather the information."

He put on a black coat with a white fur collar, and his bangs were pulled back. He sat on the stone platform, his deep silhouette under the dim light, like the Godfather of the Black Tao in an early film film, cold and cold to the extreme.

The author has something to say: Head, tell the truth, in fact, you let me take a bath to make time for a black coat, right?

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