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

Kuroro is really not interested in the skulls of the Yijia tribe.Although rare, there are always skulls in circulation on the market, which belong to the kind that can be found in many auctions after careful searching.Moreover, he had never heard of any survivors from the Yijiao tribe until he encountered them on Sierra Island.

He once had some in his hand, but he thought it was not very interesting after he got it, so he sold it after two weeks.

It is difficult for Kuroro to be interested in things that he once owned and has lost interest in.

"Do you know where this is?" Kuroro asked calmly.

"……where?"

Chrollo guessed that she didn't know. Blanche, who has any door, is sometimes really spoiled by abilities, and the common sense she should have has been delayed.

"This is ten old men, one of Peter Hardwood's properties located in Youkexin."

Blanche tilted her head, not quite understanding.

"Then why are you here?" she asked.

"Me? I'm here to be a temporary bodyguard. With a hunter certificate and a lot of mental ability, an intermediary can introduce jobs. It's easier than I imagined. When the bodyguard is over, enjoy the fun of bidding." Ku Luoluo It comes naturally.

Blanche: "..."

She stared at Kuroro full of suspicion again, as if she was looking at a counterfeit in the shape of Kuroro, but which good citizen is so reluctant to make his face look like a wanted criminal, so that he looks even better It's not good to look good, let alone life-threatening, it would be too miserable to be caught, imprisoned and tortured.

Kuroro did not explain to Blanche his purpose of sneaking into Hardwood's bodyguard team, he raised the corners of his mouth, but said with interest: "You want to take Misha away, and I am a member of the bodyguard team , and now we are in a relative position."

Blanche's gaze also changed: "Are you going to stop me?"

She was full of heart to take Misha away, and no one who stood in her way could change her mind.

"Yes, at least not yet." Kurolo said, "You care so much about this young man of the one-corner race, no doubt because he is now in your position two years ago—the goods being targeted, the waiting The auction item bought by the buyer. How much do you want to take Misha away now, how desperate were you at the time?"

Whether what he said was right or wrong, Blanche frowned, she hated Kuroro very much from a completely rational point of view, dissecting her one by one like a psychiatrist, which is far more effective than naked/exposed skin Her sense of shame made her feel that she was completely naked in front of Kuroro.

However, the man a few steps away continued to say: "In other words, at that time, how much did you wish someone could be in your current position and take you away?"

"...Stop talking." Blanche was very unhappy.

"If I'm right, when you saw Nazuka Kazuki again and was taken away by him, did you have the same thought?"

"Shut up," Blanche said.

A certain man is indeed very smart, but his emotional intelligence is not only lower than the sea level, but also below the trench. He will never know what is to stop, what is to stop when enough is enough, and what is to fish in a marsh, unless he is satisfied.

He waved to Blanche, "Come here."

Why go there?What is he going to do?What is he thinking?Blanche didn't know at all, but the weak trust accumulated little by little made her not ask any questions.

... At least he no longer dissected each one.Blanche operated the wheelchair and walked in the direction of Kuroro, her body was still on guard, and within a few steps, she was pulled up by him as soon as she reached him.

Blanche reflexively hid, and used the other hand to block. If she only used her wrist strength, Blanche's slender body was really no match for an adult man whose strength was higher than hers. There was almost no obstacle. She had already stood up.

Blanche looked up angrily, just about to ask him what he wanted to do, is she so jealous that she has a wheelchair?At this time, Kuroro's face was already pressed down, and Blanche stepped back, but she couldn't open the distance. Kuroro's arm wrapped around her waist in advance, making it impossible for her to retreat at all.

Kuroro gradually and slowly approached the girl. Even though he could capture the girl's lips quickly and accurately, he did not do so. , Inch by inch oppressed the girl's nerves.

The lowered head was picked up, and the arm holding the girl's body exerted a little force, and pressed her against the wall of the corridor.

Blanche's lips touched the man's lips almost at the same time as she felt the coldness of the wall on her back.

Warm, soft, his breath is full of his smell,... Kiss.

In the beginning, it was just a soft touch like she was marking a road sign. However, with no distance between each other's bodies, the temperature rose unknowingly, and the gentle kiss lost its original meaning.Licking and touching can only open up the appetite of the beast that has tasted it, but it has been suppressed and has been hungry for a long time and cannot be easily satisfied.

The girl is not yet enlightened on this aspect, she has never kissed anyone, and she has no idea what an invitation with her jaw opened under provocation means.

The man's tongue went in and touched her soft flesh. While causing strange shudders, he guided her very patiently until she imitated the same action.

The girl was not shy, but inexperienced and a little nervous. Her hand unknowingly clung to the man's upper arm, pinching the original flat suit. Blanche almost forgot how to breathe normally until Kurolo let go she.

During the silent panting, delicate and lingering kisses landed on Blanche's lips, face, and neck one after another, mixed with a little affection, which was totally unfamiliar to Blanche.

The man licked and kissed her ear, and whispered in her ear: "I won't stop you from saving Misha, but I was the one who took you away from Kazuki Nazuka at that time."

His breath sprayed on Blanche's ears, almost physiologically making half of Blanche's body numb, her ears were itchy, and the trembling feeling was very strange, Blanche wanted to hide reflexively, but Suddenly froze.

Because the two felt at the same time that someone was approaching this side quickly.

I saw a man with brown hair and a white face, followed by two bodyguards in black suits, appearing at the corner. He is tall and tall, and every line of the suit fits his body very well. With a little noble and unassuming shimmer.

Almost at the same time as the man appeared, Chrollo put Blanche's hands behind her back while Blanche was still in a daze, and then used only one arm to hold her.

So what the brown-haired man saw in front of the cage was that the bodyguards he had just hired with a lot of money subdued the intruder.

...But the strange thing is that the intruder didn't have a single scar on his body.

Is it because of some kind of strange mind ability?

Kuroro was the first to speak: "Mr. Hardwood, I have caught the intruder."

Only then did Blanche see the man's face clearly—a handsome face, with very attractive green eyes, a straight and straight aquiline nose, and a deep outline.

He is one of the ten old men who manipulate the back of the world, Peter Hardwood's eldest son, Danny Hardwood.

Both father and son have the surname Hardwood, so Danny is called Mr. Hardwood Jr. to distinguish them.

In terms of mindfulness, Danny Hardwood can only cling. After many years of meditation, he finally opened his fine pores. Although he knows the horror of mindfulness ability, his ambition is not here.

He couldn't help but praise: "Lance, your level is really top-notch, and you don't have a single scar when you capture a person with the ability to read."

Blanche: "..."

She was really, really wrong.Why did she believe that Kuroro would not stop her from rescuing Misha?

At the same time, Danny Hardwood also noticed: "But the opponent was not injured, which should mean that either the level is too poor, or he has reservations."

However, with Lance as his opponent, he still has some reservations... Danny already has a judgment in his mind.

"You look young, what are you here for?" Danny asked.

Blanche hesitated for a moment, then pouted in the direction of the cage.

It was probably just sold by some "femme-hearted" man, Blanche was rare to keep an eye out, and didn't say Misha's name, "I want him."

The hand holding her arm tightened slightly.

"This mansion is full of alarms, how did you manage to break in without triggering any of them?" Danny asked, but his tone was not questioning, but full of curiosity.

To this, Blanche just said: "It has something to do with my ability, I can't say the details."

Danny looked at her and thought for a moment.

In fact, he felt a sense of disobedience, but it dissipated quickly, and he couldn't catch it.

"My beautiful lady, recently I have a vacancy for a group of bodyguards, and I am now recruiting capable people. I don't care about your previous identities, I only care about your abilities. And here I recognize your abilities, you are interested Do you want to take up this position? Of course, I will try my best to satisfy what you want, this is the price I offer." Danny invited in a very pious tone, without the respect on the surface of Leit Nostra, but the contempt in his heart The greasy.

"Mr. Hardwood II is more generous than ordinary bosses, and he will enjoy endless glory and wealth!" One of the horse boys behind him interjected, thinking he was very smart.

What he answered was a "bang", and the cold bullet was sent into his head.

The big man fell to the ground, and Danny put the gun away, "How could they just do it for money, idiot."

Blanche was still caught by Kurolo, watching Danny Hardwood's actions indifferently.

But Kuroro sensed something was wrong with her.

Almost imperceptibly, she swallowed her saliva, like a greedy cat looking at the delicious coffee jelly and eager to pounce on it.

The corners of Kuroro's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and Blanche said, "I want a young man from the Yijia tribe, and I want money too."

Danny: "..."

Blanche explained: "I kind of like money."