[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

"Heal your wounds and escape." Lydia said to him while crying.

"You are coming to save me!"

Kuroro sat in the shadow of the stone, silently watching Lydia turn and run away with a heroic expression on her face.

Her tears were dripping down her neck, and they were astonishingly hot.

Do you think I don't know this is the best way?Kurolo thought.He squeezed the palm that had held her before, and it was empty.

Lydia, I am not reconciled.

The self-defense force's pursuers quickly spotted Lydia and ran past him unconsciously.He huddled in this perfect hiding place as securely as a mountain, so calm that he almost merged with the stone, with no expression on his face.The knuckles holding the medicine box were so hard that they turned white, and the flames of unwillingness rolled in his heart.

Not strong enough.

He did not leave in a hurry, and no new pursuers passed by here again.Just as he predicted, Lydia was their first target, and everyone else could let her go, only she had to be taken away.

Now that the butterfly has landed in the web, the spider is eager to feast on its prey, and the rest are safe, as long as they are not too unlucky.

This is indeed the best way.

He opened the medicine box, calmly found an anti-inflammatory needle and injected it into himself, then tore off the wet gauze and rewrapped the wound under his ribs.There is no condition here, so I can only wait to go out and then sew.

After sitting and resting for a while, counting the time, Kuroro put the medicine kit into his arms, stood up and prepared to leave.The gunshot wound consumed too much of his physical strength, and he had to leave in one go.This huge sewage system has gone far beyond the scope of Liuying Street, and there must be more than one exit.

The first thing to do is to find the direction of the second district.

Kuroro has an excellent sense of direction.He turned and turned around, bypassing the self-defense forces that were obviously gathering, and found the roughly correct path.

what sound!

He suddenly turned around, and a white water line rushed towards him with a thunderous noise!

The roaring torrent surged up to the river bank, and the white waves more than three meters high almost blocked the back road, spreading towards his direction at an extremely fast speed with the aura of devouring everything.With his eyesight, he could clearly see that there were many black stones engulfed in the menacing torrent!

Kuroro ran back the way he came.

He pushed the speed to the extreme, but the water waves behind him were wrapped in kinetic energy accumulated for an unknown amount of time, and the speed was much faster than him.Soon, the damp and cold moisture hit the back of his neck.

That's too late!

Kuroro changed his strategy in an instant, threw away the medicine box in his hand, jumped up, hugged his limbs and shrunk into a ball before the water completely swallowed him, protecting his relatively fragile chest, back and head, and then unreservedly put the medicine in his body. The gas burst out.

The water instantly swept away everything in front of it, roaring and rushing towards the darkness ahead.

When Kuroro woke up for the first time, he had already left the dark underground waterway.

In a shoal, he was half submerged in the water, and someone tried to move him.He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the person in front of him clearly, a young man with a dirty face, a pair of eyes that looked carefully, without killing intent.

"Brother, save him!" someone shouted behind the man.

No threat.

He couldn't help but fainted again.

The mild sunlight stimulated the eyelids, Kuroro woke up, and kept his body and breathing cautiously as he was in a coma.There are noisy voices around, seven, no, eight.

"Ah, you're awake!"

A brisk voice rang in his ears, and the opponent happened to be crouching at a distance that he could not raise his hand to attack.The judgment was accurate, he really didn't have the strength to jump up.The body was not tampered with, and the wound under the ribs was opened and dried without bandaging, but the bleeding had stopped automatically.

With any luck, this is likely to be...

The pale black-haired boy opened his eyes, revealing a pair of equally dark eyes.

The girl squatting opposite him looked at him with piercing eyes.Ragged clothes, a dirty black face, and a thin but powerful figure.Behind her, against the backdrop of towering mountains of rubbish, a ramshackle shack was erected on a cleared lot, and several equally ragged adults were busy with something.

Kuroro's gaze was fixed on the girl in front of him. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the girl jumped up as if her tail was being stepped on, and she turned around and shouted: "Brother! Come quickly, he's awake!"

Kuroro pressed his wound, rolled over and sat up.

A young man of seventeen or eighteen came over from the shed.He pulled the girl behind him, stood there and looked at Kuroro with wary eyes.

It was the one he had seen before.

The muscles are explosive, with the scars of fighting all the year round, and his skills are vigorous.Not those with the ability to read.Not an opponent.Chronic malnutrition.

Second District.

Kuroro smiled, ignoring the sting of his chapped lips. "Thank you for saving me. Where is this?"

The ones who picked up Kuroro were a pair of brothers and sisters, natives of Meteor Street, who belonged to a small faction in the second district.

This is the edge of District [-]. A small faction of more than [-] people occupies a garbage mountain with a radius of several kilometers, and has a crumbling shack as a base.

There was a heavy rain overnight, and a large hole suddenly opened at the bottom of a garbage mountain not far from the base. Muddy fresh water spewed out from the hole, and soon gathered into a small puddle, which was rushed out of the hole A seriously injured black-haired boy.

Fresh water is an extremely scarce resource in the second district. A sudden windfall means that the strength of the forces has greatly increased, but it also means that the surrounding forces are coveting and the urgent need to expand their forces.

With the acquiescence of the leader, Kuroro, who was of unknown origin, joined smoothly. He asked for water and food by himself, and only got a "territory" in the shed that could only accommodate him, right next to the brother and sister.

Kuroro stayed in this small force.

On the first night spent here, Kuroro didn't eat anything, and sat on the porch of the shed, opening the wound on his ribs to let the wind blow.

After soaking in water in the middle of the night, the wound was festering, and he had a fever since he woke up.Without any medicine or treatment, Kuroro could only use his physical fitness to resist.

It was still raining, and the place where he was staying was close to the edge of the shed, and the rainwater kept splashing on his back, but he didn't realize it, and stared at the corner of the void in a daze.

The only small oil lamp in the base was hung on the top of the shed in the middle, fluttering and emitting a dim light.The boy's side face, which had not lost all the baby fat, looked very soft, his blood-losing face was almost transparently white, but his eyes were as black as the night sky.

"What are you thinking?" The girl who had been observing him couldn't help asking.

"My companion." Kuroro glanced at her and replied softly.

"Do you have any companions? Then why are you here alone?" The girl named Yan squatted beside him and asked with her cheeks propped up.

"We got separated," he said.

"Then... are you going to find them?"

Kurolo didn't answer.

"Do you want to drink water?" The girl who insisted on bringing Kuroro back thought about it now, and handed over a large stainless steel spoon, "Fortunately, there is rain outside, so you can drink a little. "

Kuroro glanced at the thin rain curtain outside, and couldn't help thinking, how long has it been since he drank rainwater?The last time it was in the fifth district, he and Lydia climbed to the garbage mountain, one holding a plastic basin, the other holding a helmet...

"Using this is better than your hands, I just lent it to you," Yan said while holding up the big and deep steel spoon used in the kitchen, "...take it!"

Kuroro obediently took the spoon and shook it.

The next second, a sudden shout sounded, and a group of people rushed down from the surrounding garbage mountain, rushed into the area illuminated by the oil lamp, and instantly killed the people who rushed out of the base at the same time.

"It's finally here!" Yan jumped up with the agility of a small wild animal, pulled out a pair of iron plates with sharpened ends from his waist, and skillfully picked an enemy and rushed up.

That oil lamp was specially lit for these enemies.

Kuroro was still leaning against the flimsy pillar and did not move.The gunshot wound that was opened had already suppurated, and he didn't want to go outside to get wet in the rain.

His entanglement is far from the level that Mrs. Guiliu can isolate the rain.It's not strong enough yet, it's time to change to a new way of thinking about cultivation, he was thinking about it wanderingly, when will he be able to...

kill her!

The spoon in his hand was thrown back casually, and the thin and sharp handle accurately pierced the eye socket of an intruder who rushed behind him.

He pulled out the spoon indifferently, let the blood splash on his head and body, and drew the spoon in a circle in front of him, then swept it backwards, and the round spoon head slammed into the face of another intruder On, there was a clear sound of nasal bone breaking.

After using Nian, he thought dissatisfiedly, the next step is to start with the strength of the body itself...

He looked around, in the light of the oil lamp, there were 30 to [-] intruders, which seemed to be different from the number of people here, but their strength was far inferior to this side.

That muscular leader still has a bit of strategy, leading his subordinates to wait for work, and now he has killed six or seven of them by himself.The young man named Lan also killed three, and he never forgot to take care of the younger sister who was jumping up and down next to him, and the little girl named Yan was about to take care of one...

The battle that lasted midnight finally ended with the defender's victory. Apart from the last half retreating, the invading party left more than a dozen lives.

Kuroro did not leave the shed in the end, and there were four corpses piled up at his feet.

When he was clearing up the results, the people around him looked at him differently.The eleven or twelve-year-old boy seemed to be tired and lowered his head, half of his face was splattered with blood, and half of his face was pale.He was still holding the blood-stained steel spoon, and when Yan angrily wanted to find him to go back, he was dragged behind him by his brother.

Because of his outstanding military exploits, Kuroro was given a half-rusted needle and a small roll of dirty silk thread.He hesitated for a long time, and finally after dawn, he used the needle to thread the thread, and hastily sewed up the wound that had been torn again after the swelling.

At times like this, I miss Lydia so much!Leaning on the porch pillar, looking up at the cloudy sky, he thought sleepily.

It rained continuously all night.The next afternoon, when the rain stopped, Kuroro walked to the puddle where he was found, waded to the black hole exposed at the bottom of the garbage mountain, and looked inside.It was pitch black, with the faint sound of water, and damp and cold water vapor was emitted from the entrance of the cave, and there is still a trickle gushing from the entrance of the cave.

Is it a water outlet that was buried earlier?He thought about it, and it seemed that the direction was right.

"Hey! Don't stand there! This water is for drinking!" Behind him, the man named Lan, who was said to be the young man who carried him back to the base, squatted on the edge of the puddle and shouted to him.

Kuroro bent down to pick up a fist-sized stone from the piles of rubbish at the entrance of the cave, turned around and walked back to the shore, muddying the stagnant water in the puddle with his footsteps.

"Don't let other people see it, you will be taught a lesson." Lan approached him and whispered after he landed.It is said to be close, and they have always maintained a safe enough distance from each other.

"Yeah." Kuroro said absently.He pushed back with one hand, sat directly on the ground covered with a layer of garbage, and took a closer look at the stone he had picked up in his hand.

It doesn't look like the stones that exist in the garbage dump, nor does it look like the broken pieces of the stone wall below the waterway... Kuroro frowned, thinking of the torrent that brought him here before.

He quickly formed a model in his mind. A large number of stones blocked the flood discharge channel, and the water flow continuously flowed into one side. When it reached the limit, the water wave carried huge momentum and instantly broke through the barrier of the stones and poured into the narrow channel.

Lydia's speech... Chrollo could only smile wryly.

"You haven't eaten for two days, have you?" Lan squatted beside him and said, seeming to have misunderstood Kuroro's strange expression, and took out a piece of spoiled and blackened bread from behind as if by magic, and handed it to Kuroro: "I'll lend you food first, and when you recover from your injury, I'll pay you back twice as much!"

Kuroro regained his senses, looked at the bread that was undoubtedly dug out of the garbage in front of him, and knew that his performance the night before had had an effect.But that's all.

"Thank you." He took the bread and took a bite.

Unable to continue to consolidate the relationship with Kuroro with the precious food, Lan had to get up immediately and join the sudden battle.

The base was repeatedly raided, no doubt to loot the emerging waterhole.This time, compared to last night's rehearsal, the drill was even more tragic. The opponent's number was not large, but their strength was considerable. After paying a few lives, casualties were quickly caused.

When the surrounding fights shook the sky, Kuroro watched coldly, without any intention of making a move.He backed up to a rubbish mountain, away from the puddles that became the focus of the battle, and gnawed the blackened bread in his hands expressionlessly, tasted like chewing wax.

Although it is far away from the puddle, the field of vision is good, so he was able to see the familiar black figure at the first time——slim, agile like a ghost, with a long steel pipe as a weapon, just appeared in the puddle Three lives were harvested right next to it... Before seeing the face, use Ning to see the familiar Qi first!

If the little killer over there felt something, he looked over sharply, and the two looked at each other——

Feitan.

Kurolo.

When Feitan saw Kuroro, he immediately withdrew his hand.He looked around, had a panoramic view of the situation on Kuroro's side, then turned and left without hesitation, without even looking at the guys who came with him, like a dark lightning, he turned over the garbage mountain a few times and disappeared .

Kuroro watched him disappear, bowed his head and finished the expired bread in two or three bites, clapped his hands, and felt confident.It looks like Madge is also with Feitan.

That night, Feitan came to the base in the dark with Maqi on his back.

"Who is it?!" The member in charge of the night watch stopped him vigilantly, and everyone in the base was awakened.

"It's my companion." Kuroro walked over and said.

"Join you all." Feitan said at the same time with a hoarse voice.

Kuroro could hear that his voice was hoarse and nasal than usual.Is it a cold?

"Boss, it's during the daytime today...!" Someone whispered from behind.

"Kurolo, are you with me?" The leader who was in his prime came over, and a huge shadow enveloped Feitan and Kuroro, who were carrying Maqi on their backs.

"It's my companion, who got separated before." Kuroro explained, just two days was enough for him to be sure that the leader would keep them.

"In this case, I will arrange it next to you." The leader said to Kuroro, and then said to Fei Tan: "Welcome to join."

Kuroro led Feitan to his "site", and Feitan put Maqi on his back on the ground.

"What happened to her?" Kuroro asked.

Madge has lost consciousness, his face is flushed, his breathing is short of breath, and his forehead is covered with sweat.

"It was like this when I found her. It must be a high fever." Fei Tan said slightly sadly.

"This is troublesome." Kuroro looked at Ma Qi and muttered to himself while covering his mouth.

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