[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

what's the situation? !

My heart trembled, I raised my head suddenly, stood on tiptoe from the pit and looked out - the gunshot was so close!

Before I could fix my gaze, a series of gunshots like roasted beans had exploded one after another. It seemed that a gun had been fired six or seven times arrogantly, one after another. so close!

With the sound of bullets embedded in wood and glass being shattered, I suddenly realized with horror, Whoa, who is shooting in the grocery store!

What happened?Kurolo and Feitan don't have guns!how are they !

For a second or two, I froze completely in place, unable to breathe, my mind went blank, and I could barely move.I tried my best to listen, but the gunfire had stopped, and there was no sound in the grocery store, as if there was no one there.My hand holding the wooden handle of the shovel didn't seem to shake. I only heard my heartbeat beating louder than a single sound.

What to do? What to do? What to do? !

I have to check it out!

No, it's useless if I go!If Kuroro and Feitan are under control, I'm the only one left outside, and I can't throw myself into the trap!Run away before they find me?

Do not make jokes!What if I run away?Where else can I go to find reinforcements?What exactly is going on?No one can help us, only me now...

Are Kurolo and Feitan...still...alive?

I'll have to check it out first...maybe something can be done...

His fingers moved stiffly, he gently let go of the shovel in his hand, and leaned against the wall of the pit without making a sound.I shook my hands, suppressed my frightened and frantic heartbeat, and prepared to climb out of the deep pit.

With my hands resting on the edge of the pit at neck height, I suddenly caught a vague voice coming from the grocery store.The voice is not loud, I can't hear what it is, but it is by no means a familiar voice!

Then came the sound of footsteps, walking towards the backyard.Not rushing or procrastinating, the sound of steady footsteps, with a little laziness, seemed to be stepping on the tip of my heart.

I bit my lower lip hard, suppressed the panting that was about to overflow, and almost subconsciously squatted in the pit to hide my figure.

Of course it was useless, the yard was not very big, but the deep hole under the corner was so big that it stood out.I myself understand that this is completely an ostrich behavior after being caught off guard and scared silly.

"Found it. A little bird."

A lazy and playful indifferent voice sounded above my head. Amidst my stiffness, a person jumped down and easily picked me up by the back collar of my clothes.

The collar made me uncomfortable. In the feeling of weightlessness, I struggled to open my eyes and looked at the person opposite. The person who was carrying me was a young man no more than 20 years old with brown hair and looked fierce.

I stared at him with my mouth shut and my eyes wide open.

"It's actually a pretty little girl!" The brown-haired guy whistled, not obscene but vile.He raised me up to the height where he met his eyes, and shook me badly, "Little girl, come with me to the front." He lifted me out of the big pit with a light jump, and walked towards the grocery store.

I let him carry it silently, he didn't restrain my hands and feet, and of course I wasn't so stupid to resist rashly, I just pulled my collar and breathed intermittently, my head turned wildly, but nothing useful was squeezed out.

Already knew I lack quick wits!How stupid!

I want to cry but have no tears, if only Kurolo!why am i so useless...

The guy with the brunette carried him into the grocery store, and the light suddenly dimmed—now that the sun had set outside, the room was even darker.

Indistinctly, I saw Kurolo and Feitan standing face to face in the middle of the shop, restrained by two men in black. They seemed to have lost their freedom, but they both stood neatly and seemed to be uninjured.I breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then felt even worse-was it restrained before I could resist?What does this mean? !

In addition to the men standing behind Kuroro and Feitan, there are two other people in the room, a tall figure standing by the door against the light, almost blocking the wooden door, and Shi Shiran sitting on a wicker chair under the window With Erlang's legs upturned, it seems to be the leader.

The light was too dim, and I couldn't see the details clearly. I closed my eyes, and heard the person who was holding me above my head say: "Old uncle, this is the little girl." His tone was intimacy.

I opened my eyes, and heard the only person sitting say: "Put her down." This time I could see a little more clearly, the "old uncle" who spoke had a vicissitudes of life but was hale and hearty, somewhere between middle age and old age .

I was immediately put on the ground, but it was indeed put instead of thrown, which is gratifying.I hurriedly went to see Kuroro and Feitan, they were indeed in good condition, although they were clasped behind their hands and pinned to the neck, they were not able to move, but it seemed that they had neither been shot nor beaten.At this moment, both of them turned their heads to look at me directly, Fei Tan frowned, and Kuroro had no expression on his face.

I looked at the two of them anxiously and helplessly, not knowing what to do at all.

Looking around, except for the "old man" who is sitting and looks not young and the young man behind him, the other three are all tough adult men, two are wearing standard black clothes, one is muscular and tall As strong as a beast, it doesn't look like an easy mess.

I suddenly felt a little headache, and I smelled blood in my nose.

It's a psychological effect.

Because I can't feel the pressure, I rarely experience the breathless fear and coercion in front of those so-called masters.But at this moment, in our small grocery store, I just stood there with my hands tied, and I felt the pain on my cheeks being cut by the eyes, like standing naked in the snow, stiff and desperate.

So I instinctively confirmed that this is really a powerful enemy we have never encountered before, and it is different from the previous small fights.I was thinking blankly, maybe there is no chance of winning if you come hard?

But what to do?

The question is who are these people and what do they want to do?

I tried my best to calm down, hesitated for a moment, and felt that my life would not be in immediate danger, so I tentatively walked towards Kuroro.My scalp hurt, and I couldn't take a step forward. The person behind reached out and grabbed my ponytail tied behind my head.

"Little girl, don't move." The voice behind him was laziness, but it did not hide its coldness.

I immediately withdrew my foot.

"Can we talk now, what do you guys want from us?" Kurolo said suddenly.Even though the key is in the hands of others, his tone is still calm.

"Hand over the chips in your hands." "Old Uncle" said.

chip!I take a breath.

"...Who said the chip is in our hands?" Kuroro said.

"I don't like nonsense." "Old Uncle" said, following his words, the person who restrained Kuroro tightened the hand holding his neck threateningly, and Kuroro's breathing immediately became difficult.

"Hand over the chip, and tell the people behind you, or you will die." "Old Uncle" emphasized his tone, "Don't make me ask a third time. I don't like killing children, but if you don't answer honestly, I have to kill one first gone."

The person behind Kuroro let go, and Kuroro coughed immediately.

I felt my internal organs trembling, an inexplicable burning pain, and shortness of breath.

It was completely dark, and with a "click", the person behind turned on the lamp on the counter.The grocery store immediately lit up, and I saw Feitan's shining golden eyes and Kuroro's face flushed from coughing.

"Finks, look for it at the back." "Uncle" said behind me.

"Yes, uncle." The brown-haired young man named Finks behind me said.He let go of the hand that had been pulling my ponytail, turned and walked to the backyard.

What are you looking for?chip?Fortunately, the chip is not here.I was thinking confusedly, wait!The chip is not there, but the floppy is!I can only pray that they don't know the existence of dark accounts and don't care about floppy disks.And there are so many things in the bedroom that shouldn't be there, my God...

I don't know if it was because I couldn't help showing a flustered look, I didn't feel it, but the "old uncle" looked at me, with no expression on his deeply wrinkled face.He ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Little girl, come and talk."

Compared to Kuroro and Feitan, who were relentlessly controlled, I stood alone at the counter after the young man named Finx left, and I seemed particularly free.However, as soon as "Old Uncle" opened his mouth, I was under the eyes of the other four people, and I immediately felt a lot of pressure, and I didn't dare to move rashly.

I looked at Kuroro at a loss, and Kuroro also looked at me, his dark eyes were bottomless.I couldn't read what he wanted to say, and I didn't know what I should say. I opened my mouth, feeling unprecedented pressure and panic.

I know that the future fate of the three of us depends entirely on what I say next.And I can't even ask why me.

Why can't it be me?The three of us, me, Kurolo, and Feitan, we are one and share the same responsibilities.Can't hide under their wing anymore, and special abilities won't help me.Now I must stand up and take on the task of saving the three of us, which is my duty.

must succeed.

I bravely turned my gaze back to "Old Uncle", and he also looked at me. His old and sharp eyes made me feel that I had nowhere to hide.

I opened my mouth and said in a fearful tone, "The chip is...in the hands of the business alliance."

After hearing my answer, "Old Uncle" remained unchanged, and said coldly, "Continue."

Under the dim light, everyone stared at me silently, and the only voice in the grocery store was my timid, slightly trembling voice.

My head hurts, but my mind is clearer than ever.

I swallowed, and continued: "The chip is hidden in a model sailboat. I got it from, from my uncle..." I heard my somewhat distorted, thin and soft voice, difficult and slow He said, just like a young shoot that is extremely hard to break through the soil layer, sticking its head out of the soil carefully, and shrinking back in an instant when it is slightly frightened.

"Uncle?" "Old Uncle" asked.

"It's... the uncle who raised me and always... took care of me and us." I said, "That day... what kind of dispute did the uncle have with his subordinates... I don't know, they made moves, some people died It's..."

"Old Uncle" stared at me, and changed his position on the wicker chair.

I was terribly nervous, but that's okay, it's a normal reaction.Taking a deep breath, I found the voice and continued: "I was shocked when someone died. Uncle said it was fine, and then he took the model and wanted to throw it away. The model is very new and beautiful, I have been staring at it, Uncle said...take it for me." I showed a frightened and regretful expression, and said again: "I originally said I didn't want it, but...but...after I came back, Feitan later," I looked at Feitan seriously, "Fei Tan broke the model, and the chip fell out. I, we don't know what it is, so I sent it back to my uncle. Then... Uncle and the others started arguing again."

"What are they arguing about?" "Old Uncle" leaned slightly and asked in a concentrated voice.

"I don't know..." I recalled blankly, "Uncle said they... quit? Why are they being unkind... They don't... nothing. They also said that they would change, change... the buyer. Uncle's men Oppose, and then... that subordinate died suddenly." When I said this, my face twisted unconsciously, as if I would think of some terrible scene.Of course, I had a lot of scary scenes in my mind, and this reaction was absolutely real.

With a look of fear and disgust, I kept my mouth shut and looked at "old man" with wide eyes in horror.

"How did you die?" "Old Uncle" frowned slightly and asked.

My eyes flickered like a frightened deer, and I reflexively looked at Kuroro with a look of begging for help-I couldn't help it, I finally had such a suitable opportunity, and I didn't expect this wrong eye I can communicate something, but Kuroro's calm expression still gave me great courage and confidence.

Only then did I realize that I was so nervous that I was almost out of breath, when I heard "Old Uncle" sternly say: "Say!" I trembled reflexively, and immediately turned my head but didn't dare to look him directly, just whispered: "Then, that person suddenly, suddenly rotted..."

I feel that my eyes are a little dazzled, and I feel dizzy after a while.I swallowed, and I heard myself say with a natural trembling: "The whole person is rotting away bit by bit... soon... it becomes... yellow, yellow water..."

Corpse water, I already believe in myself.

Actually, I don't know how to lie, because when I lie to others, I have to lie to myself first, after all, only the "truth" will have no flaws.To be honest, I think what I said is quite reasonable, but the mental pressure seems to be a bit high, and the headache is getting worse and worse.

"Go on."

"... After that person... died, uncle and the rest of his subordinates shut up. Then my uncle asked me to take the chip away and give it to him when the street leader Chong An comes again." I" memory," said.

"Street Mayor Hammer?"

"It's a high-level executive in the eighth district. Kurolo, Kurolo and his daughter Angelica have a very good relationship." I bit my lip as I spoke, looked at the "old man" with evasive eyes, and said hesitantly: "Then , Yesterday, when Chuan came back, we gave him the chip."

"Yesterday?" "Old Uncle" confirmed with a twitch of muscles on his face.

"...It was yesterday." I said cautiously, then I seemed to be afraid that they would kill us after hearing the look, tilted my head and racked my brains for a while, and then hurriedly added: "But! But hammer!  … ...Chui An didn't seem surprised that we gave him the chip..."

The ending of the last sentence was a little tentative, and "Old Uncle" also showed a look of interest in a face-saving manner.So I was encouraged, swallowed my saliva, and continued: "Chui'an said, fortunately, it was too late... and said, said that this alliance accepts his favor... Oh, that's right! Uncle also asked me to bring a message , say... say..." I suddenly stopped talking like a slip of the tongue, raised my eyes in surprise and glanced around "Old Uncle" and his three subordinates who were stuck in the grocery store like him, showing a mixture of fear and fear. With a look of regret, he pursed his lips and wanted to shrink towards Kuroro and Feitan.

This movement was a little big, my eyes hurt and swollen due to the headache, as if my eye sockets were going to burst, I lowered my eyes, and for a while, there were white snowflakes in front of my eyes.

"say what?"

"Yo, where do you want to go, little girl?"

"Old Uncle"'s pressing question and the indifferent voice behind him said at the same time.It was the young man named Finks who went to search for the chip at the back and came back.

"Didn't find it?" "Old Uncle" stopped asking me urgently, and looked at Finx behind me in a blink of an eye. Although it was a question, his tone was affirmative.

"No." Finks said, "But these three little devils have a lot of good things, some of them are not in your collection. I also found this..." He took something up and down in his hand Throw it away.

Nervously, I sneaked a look at it. It was the apple I didn't eat this afternoon. It was a big fresh...

Feeling the vaguely probing eyes, I explained nervously: "Yes, uncle gave it to me!"

"Your uncle is very generous to you." Finx took a bite out of the apple with a "creak", and stretched out his other hand to grab my ponytail again, stretching it viciously.

You bastard!

The footsteps I moved towards Kuroro just now were forced to stop again.

"You just said, what else did your uncle ask you to bring?" "Old Uncle" asked again.

I didn't dare to resist, so I murmured: "Uncle said... Tell the alliance to be careful, at least until tomorrow or tomorrow night, don't let the chip be stolen..." I glanced at them, and quickly whispered: "The People stole it."

I closed my mouth and nervously observed the expression on the other side, only to see that "Old Uncle" had finished listening silently, without saying a word, and just said indifferently: "Is it all finished?"

I looked at him anxiously, bit my lip desperately, nodded hesitantly, and nodded again.

The heart beats faster, the body temperature rises, but the blood flows back, and the hands and feet feel cold.All the nerves in the brain seemed to be churned together, pulling out a spasm-like pain.Like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced to death, I passed through the unbelievably long seconds of silence with high tension and a cold back.

"Hmph. Boss, what should we do now?" Suddenly, the burly man stood with his back to the door and stood silently like a door god.

I thought that except for Uncle and Finks, the other three were dumb.

"Things are in the hands of the business alliance, and things are a bit difficult to handle." "Old Uncle" changed his legs and leaned back into the wide wicker chair behind him, casually saying.

"Even if we don't fight against the eighth district, with our power, can't we still get the chip back secretly?" the strong man asked.

"It's no longer a question of getting back the chip." "Old Uncle" said, "The Patriarch means to take this opportunity to let everyone in Meteor Street know who's things cannot be touched..." He suddenly took it away. With a voice, he looked at the three of us, his gaze was like a poisoned dark blade.

This irritated my oversensitive nerves, and I stiffened, watching him warily.

"To kill them?" Finks asked.

"Old Uncle" shook his head and said, "There is no rush to get the chip back. I have already guessed the plan of the eighth district. The most urgent thing right now is to find out the guy who dared to reach out to the patriarch..." His eyes turned around Kuroro and Feitan, and then fixed on me.

"This is a ready-made clue."

In the middle of the night, it was time to go to bed, but we were escorted down the street where we couldn't see our fingers. At the request of the "old uncle", I had to take them to the "uncle" who gave me the chip now.

It's all nonsense, how can I have any "uncle" for him?

Naturally there is.

I silently led them towards the direction of the hardware store.

Before I opened my mouth to answer "Old Uncle"'s question, there was only a second or two of wandering eyes, and I forced myself to think a lot.If my brain is a machine, I think I can already smell the scorched smell of sparks splashing.

Survive.

We are all going to survive.

The nonsense of "don't kill children" is completely untrustworthy. If you walk out of the fifth district, you are not a child. This is the consensus of Meteor Street.

So...how can we survive in the hands of these people?

It helps them to think we are worthy of survival.

So what chips can hold their appetite and save our lives?

The whereabouts of the chip, the people behind it.

Good, I know both.

The whereabouts of the chip is in the hands of District Eight.But the eighth district has nothing to do with us, and if we talk about our value, it will be gone.But if you don't say that, how should you say it?have no idea.

I don't know the people behind it, the real employer, but there is also Teoff's hiring team.Invite them out, divert trouble to the east, and get away with it?It won't save us.The strength of the three over there is not as good as ours. Aite is seriously injured, and Seven and Teof's mind skills are unknown, so we can't take chances.It doesn't help to drag them in because we're already part of it.So plant it on someone else?Apart from planting to the Business Alliance and the Seventh District, I don't know who else to plant, and even if we talk nonsense, it can't increase our bargaining chip for life.

Totally a dead end.

Don't panic... don't panic!

Then change your mind.

If you can't get away completely, procrastinate until things turn around.

First of all, here is a question: If I find an opportunity to use the spirit of speech to hold all five of the other party, with the strength of Kuroro and Feitan, is it possible to get away and take me to escape?If so, how long will it take me to get this?have no idea.This made me desperately realize how much dereliction of duty it is to not understand the strength of my companions, and how much trouble it will cause.

Regret is of no avail, and another way of thinking-quick, quick, quick!

If you can't control everything, disperse the enemy!

Dividing the troops is not acceptable, the three of us cannot be dispersed.They cannot be divided.Then drag more people into the water?Distract them on us and run away!

But there are still too many variables here, how dare I act rashly?

But there is no time!

My mind was running to the limit, I was running out of time, I had no choice.

We must move, and there is hope if we move, even if it is only a glimmer of hope!

In the end, I couldn't help but glanced at Kuroro, with questions that I couldn't even express myself.He nodded slightly at me.

That's it!

There is life and death, and life always needs a little luck.

And then there's the almost intuitive nonsense.

I tried to lead the "old uncle" to think that we still have the value of helping them find out the person behind the scenes, and tried my best to hint at the strength of the other party, vaguely thinking that they would choose to act collectively because of this, and hijack us to find my "uncle". Prototypes are the only hardware store and teof I can think of.

As for what to do after I bring them to the door, to be honest, I don't know.

I have always been only good at induction and rejected deduction.

It can be said that after racking my brains to push things to this point, my mind is completely like a seashore after a huge wave has ravaged, and there is only an unknown mess left, and I can't squeeze out any more productivity.It can only be said to be a fluke mentality that is completely between intuition and hallucination, hoping that things may turn around in the next delay...

Meteor Street is very cold at night, and there is no sound or shadow of people on the almost invisible street.I don't know when the wind blew outside. The cool wind in early summer made me feel cold all over, and also blew away the smog that lingered on Meteor Street almost all the year round, revealing the sparse and faint stars in the sky.

Thanks to the thin starlight, I can barely see the road under my feet and the shadowy houses on both sides.Finx tugged at one of my arms and almost carried me forward in strides.

I staggered and barely kept up with him, completely confused and hopeless.Even if luck is so good that things develop completely according to my own vague idea, the speaker "old uncle" decides to take the three of us "hostages" together overnight to arrest the "uncle" who is suspected of mastering the mastermind behind the scenes. But we can't see the direction of the next thing and our chance to escape from the enemy.

Looking at Kuroro and Feitan next to me, I felt like I was about to be driven crazy by the powerlessness and guilt in my heart.

Perhaps it was the height difference that made it inconvenient for the two men in black who were responsible for holding Kuroro and Feitan to clasp their hands behind their backs while walking. When walking on the street, the two men let go of Kuroro He Feitan just followed closely behind them, no longer restricting their actions at all times.However, seeing how Ku Luoluo and Fei Tan walked forward honestly, it was obvious that it was a distance that could pierce their hearts at any time.

The headache felt like it was going to explode, and the heat from my body was constantly being lost with the sweat, and the stars in front of my eyes were bursting out, and I could hardly see clearly.Maybe it was sweat on my head but I didn't dry it off in time, and now the wind is blowing again, I think I may be sick.

My nose was tight, and I took a breath of cold air with difficulty, and then my already numb head buzzed as if someone had punched me hard.I can't think of what else to do next to keep us alive, I can't see the timing, I can't see the way.

Is it the lips, and maybe the whole body?I was trembling unconsciously, wanting to cry out, wanting to break down and cry.

Why not be smarter?

Why can't we come up with a better and more reliable way?

Am I... going to kill the three of us?

"Which way to go next?" Finx, who walked under the old tree at the T-junction and led me to lead the way, stopped and asked me.

"...Here, here..." I managed to pull myself together, and pointed to the horizontal street.Turned the direction, and within two steps, there was a hardware store.

When you arrive at the hardware store, if you still can't get the chance to get out, then you'll be completely ruined.I can't help but wonder if I shouldn't tell such a lie, but if I tell the truth, I probably got killed just now...

I endured a headache and tried my best to think about something. I tripped suddenly, and my body suddenly fell, but my arm was still being pulled forward by Finx. I lost my balance and was in a panic. Kneel down on the ground.

Before my knees landed on the ground, Finx had already reacted quickly and lifted my arm, lifted me up with one hand, and lifted my feet off the ground. My arm was pulled so painfully that it almost dislocated.

"It hurts..." I cried out weakly.

"Cut, it's so troublesome!" Finx put me back on the ground annoyed. The action was not very rude, but I still felt dizzy again and again.

I couldn't help but hum in a low voice.

"Let me take her away." A calm and comfortable voice said suddenly, it was Kuroro.

My heart moved, and then I let myself cry softly. The still immature childish voice carried a suppressed whimper, which seemed extremely wronged and fragile.

"Wuwu... Ku, Luoluo... Brother..." I began to sob in a low voice, but before I cried twice, my nose was completely blocked, my headache was about to split, and my tears came down in a panic. Wet cheeks.

I heard Kuroro say in a calm and docile tone of discussion: "It's dark, she can't see the way clearly, let me pull it, so it's faster. I won't do unnecessary things."

"Old Uncle" said coldly: "Hurry up, don't waste time."

Then Finks let go of my arm, I wiped away my tears and raised my head, saw Kuroro standing there and opening his arms to me, saying: "Lydia, come here." Man in black.

I stumbled forward and fell headfirst into Kuroro's open arms.

Victory joined forces.

I didn't care about anything else, I hugged him desperately, pressed my forehead that was so painful that I wanted to chop it off, hard on his warm shoulder, half broke down and half suppressed and cried loudly: "Wow... Ku Lolo...I'm afraid..."

sorry!I seem to have screwed up everything!

Kuroro hugged me tightly, and then under the impatient urging of the "old uncle", he dragged me forward almost forcefully, and said with his lips against my ear, "Shh, it's okay."

He spoke comforting words, but they were as cold as ice, and his voice was very low, but revealed an indestructible determination.As if afraid that I didn't understand enough, he squeezed the hand holding my arm tightly. The sharp pain on the arm bone flashed like a white lightning in my chaotic mind, giving me a moment of clarity.

I inhaled through my completely blocked nose, opened my mouth to let a mouthful of cold oxygen pour directly into my throat, and took the initiative to step forward with my legs and follow his steps.

The hardware store should be right around the corner.

In front of the hardware store, Kuroro dragged me to a stop, and the steps behind me also stopped. "Old Uncle" stood in front of the closed wooden door with his hands behind his back, and the beast-like man beside him said in a low voice, "Boss, there are only three people inside, and the breath is very weak..."

"Old uncle" turned his head and looked at us coldly, and asked, "How many subordinates does your uncle have?"

"...Three?" I leaned back and hesitated, "I've only seen three..."

I don't know if the "old uncle" believed it, but with a wave of his hand, the strong man and the man in black behind Feitan disappeared instantly, jumped onto the roof of the hardware store in an instant, and stomped on the ground without making a sound. Running to the backyard with the tiles.

"Old Uncle" didn't move, still standing there looking at the closed wooden door with hands behind his back.Now there are only him, Finks, the man in black behind Kurolo, and the three of us left at the door.The man in black behind Feitan went on a mission, and he consciously approached us, putting himself within the attack range of the remaining man in black.

Kuroro didn't move, but the hand holding me relaxed imperceptibly, just holding it in a vague way.Our heads were very close, and I heard his slow and deep breathing next to my ear, as if he was waiting for something.

There was no movement in the courtyard where the two uninvited guests ran in. I could only hear Kuroro's breathing in my ears. I became more and more nervous, and my spirit was stretched to the extreme.

Suddenly a gunshot shattered the silence of the night sky.

The surrounding atmosphere changed.Finks walked forward with the acquiescence of the "old man", and kicked open the wooden door of the hardware store with a bang.

There were sporadic gunshots in the yard, and the same silence as in our shop before. "Old Uncle" raised his legs and walked towards the dark hardware store.

"Do it!" Kuroro's hasty and decisive order came from his ear.

The author has something to say:

I was locked for a week before, and it delayed everyone's reading of the article. I'm really sorry~

The reason for being locked up was "involvement in the underworld", and I was also drunk... Actually, it was just the word "underworld" that followed "Meteor Street" in the copywriting.I don’t know how to write ten old men in the future?Shouldn't peer reviews be counted separately?If there are friends who are familiar with Jinjiang rules, please let me know~

The next chapter will continue on Sunday, thank you for your support, okay~