Hunter · Petty Citizen and Bandit Leader

Hunter · Petty Citizen and Bandit Leader

Author: Bird

The copywriting was taken away by jj...

The author, Sang Lan, sums up this article in one sentence: the girl who traveled through the second time and the team leader's various flirts...probably?

It is about to end, it may be unfinished, or it may be BE.

Content Tags: Juvenile Comic Love Contract Fantasy Space Traveling Through Time and Space

Search keywords: Protagonist: Aze (Shen Muze), Kurolo Luxilu, old man, boss┃Supporting roles: spiders, soy sauce, cannon fodder, etc. ┃Others: I can only watch but not eat, my stomach hurts!

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Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up... run away! ! !

The black shadows jumping and dodging on the eaves showed a hint of haste and panic.

Why, why run away, obviously, clearly enough, enough capital to survive, why run away! ! ?

Under the quiet moonlit night, under the bright moon, the black shadow is clutching the wound that oozes bright red blood and has not healed, sticky and painful. His pupils shrink into tiny pinholes.

Small, small... like a sharp needle ready to stab someone!

"there!"

"Don't try to escape! You monsters!"

Behind him came a firm, resolute, and ruthless voice, which revealed the determination to kill. Two men in black suits were chasing the shadow on the roof, holding strange weapons in their hands, and scatter in the moonlight. rose-colored light.

Monster, monster, monster! ! !

no!no!she is……

She is……

She is...human...

A human with a strange body that must survive in a chirpy way!

A human being who has been shattered by ridiculous ideas, struggles, and cries in the dark!

But those were all thoughts and positions in the past, but now...

She is a ghoul, a monster who eats humans and is called a monster!

The jumping and dodging figure stopped, stood on the eaves, and said hoarsely: "I..."

This made the white pigeon chasing her also stop, standing on the eaves behind her, secretly clenched the weapon in his hand, waiting for the opportunity, and rushed to kill her!

"I……"

What has she been doing all this time?Abandoning her human identity, eating fragrant meat, even killing and eating the one who led her...

Why is that?

For, for...

It is to survive! ! !To live, to live, to live, to live! ! ! !

How many times she fought to the death, how many times she was on the verge of death, the belief that supported her was to live!

To live, to live, to stand up again and again, to kill and chase those white pigeons who call them 'monsters' again and again, to change places again and again, in order to live, to live!

You...do you want to take this away too?

"I, want to live! You... have already threatened me, so..."

"It doesn't matter if you kill you?"

"Kill you..."

Because she wants to live!

"...and eat you."

There is no way out.

Under the moon, the black figure turned around, only to see a simple white mask with a few red lines drawn between the eyes and the bridge of the nose, the pupils shrank, and the corners of the mouth under the mask were pulled away, revealing a bright white face. Teeth, ferocious, twisted.

"Kill all of you!!"

To live!

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1994. 6, 20

It has been a year since I came to this strange world, and I got the life I wanted, the peace I wanted, and everything I wanted.It seems that this is like the compensation given by God. In the fight with others, suddenly disappeared with a "pop" sound, and then came to this strange world where some buildings feel a bit inconsistent. It seems that I have seen it before. ...

God's compensation?It's ridiculous...

Well, by the way, a strange guest came to the shop today, so it’s not too strange (pause), because I made a cup of coffee and was accosted for a few words, I always feel that my charm is not as good as the coffee in his hand .

That sour feeling should be my illusion, the vinegar (hesitation) of eating a cup of coffee seems a bit inauthentic...

1994. 7, 1

Since the last time, I haven't seen him for ten days. I thought he wouldn't come again (touched chin), but I didn't expect him to appear again, still sitting in the previous seat.

But this time it was no longer alone, but with a beautiful female companion of Jin Fa. When I finished my meal and returned to the backstage, the fat boss who looked a bit like Maitreya Buddha patted me on the shoulder sadly , saying something like 'there are so many good men, why hang on to a tree, if you want to find one, the boss will introduce you to BALABALA...', seeing such a warm boss, I was a little embarrassed to interrupt him.

I think he might be thinking wrong. The reason why I pay so much attention to a man whose name I don’t even know is because he smells good and looks delicious. Of course, I don’t think I can bear it or swallow it.

1994. 7, 8

In the past few days, he came every day, sometimes with that beautiful female companion, sometimes with a cup of coffee and a book alone.

I always pay attention to that side unconsciously, I think he should know that someone is paying attention to him.

Every time the boss saw it, he couldn't help sighing and shaking his head, feeling like his daughter was hopeless.

In fact, he really wanted to be crooked.

Hungry, go out and find food, um, and then think about what to do with the leftovers.

———Copied from the journal of "Shenmu Ze"————

Ever since I came to this world, I seem to have the habit of keeping a diary. This... is a good habit, right?

I closed the thick diary, moved the chair under my buttocks, and the warm yellow desk lamp cast a dark and elongated shadow on the smooth table.

The door opened with a 'click' and closed with a 'thud bang'.

Even in the middle of the night, the lights of the city are still on unconsciously.

In places where the lights cannot reach, there are many lingering couples and drunken guests.

I silently retracted my eyes from the not-so-good picture, and walked towards another dark place. I have never been picky about food, and I have never understood the existence of gourmets. I eat as much as I want, why do I have to do something inexplicable' tasty'.

'Kang Dang' A wine bottle rolled from the corner to my feet, so I stopped and looked over there.

A man who was drunk and insane.

I watched him for a few seconds, and then walked towards him, the prey is fixed, isn't it?

There is a "swish, swipe" sound of fabric rubbing, the cuffs of the clothes I wear today are a bit too big, and there will be a thin rubbing sound when I walk around.

"You, who are you? Me, who am I?" The man stammered with his cloudy eyes open, followed by bursts of silly laughter. Like a fool, he was walking towards death step by step. Stretch your neck under the scythe of death...

"I am the hunter, you are... the prey." I knelt down, looked into his cloudy eyes, and answered his question in a low voice.

That's true, isn't it?The corners of the mouth curled up coldly, this is the way this world is, hunter and prey; playing hunting, struggling to escape, at least I think so.

"Hunter, hunter? Hunt, prey?" He repeated stammeringly, his cloudy mind was the same as those dull eyes, unable to turn in circles, stupidly.

"En." My hand has already touched his neck, and the pulsation under my fingers is beating vigorously, again and again, he is still alive, and his heart is still beating happily, right in his chest, beating again and again.

"You, uh, what are you going to do?" He hiccupped heavily with the smell of alcohol, and asked in a still ignorant manner.

This time I didn't answer, but, with a slight force on the hand touching his mouth, there was a 'click', a crisp bone shattering sound, the man's neck was bent to one side at a 45° angle, his eyes were still open, and he died like this. That ignorant expression just froze there, looking at me, just looking at me like this...

When it comes to prey, I'm notoriously gentle in District Four, compared to those guys who like to eat alive and listen to the cries of their prey fade away and disappear, which is true.

Then eat?certainly.

In the dark, the whites of the eyes turned black in the blink of an eye, covered with blood-red threads.

The sound of chewing and swallowing quietly sounded in the corner. Even if someone passed by, they would only think that it was an ordinary sound of eating, not...

What was it like eating a human for the first time?The revolt of the soul or the pleasure of the stomach quivering?I don’t remember anymore, I just remember that I was numb and gave up in the end, accepted the meat that was roughly stuffed into my mouth, and slid down my throat into my stomach that couldn’t wait to digest; I didn’t have Kaneki’s firm belief, nor Kaneki’s Good luck, when he became a different person, when he was most frightened, he had the help of an antique shop and the support of his friends.

Give up, have given up the human standpoint.

In the four districts of chaotic eclipse and competition, there is only one thought: to survive.

If there is no possibility of surviving, then what is the future.

I wiped off the red blood on my hands, wiped off the leftovers from my lips, and threw down the red handkerchief, which floated down to cover the man's face, and then gave him a slight bow, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Isn't this sentence very funny?Saying this to a prey that you kill and eat is like stealing someone else's money and politely saying 'remember to bring more next time'.

Hehe, maybe I have what it takes to be a robber.

After leaving, the bright red blood spread like sea water little by little, seeping out of the dark place.

I think tomorrow there will be another piece of the same news or be jing