Hunter · Petty Citizen and Bandit Leader

The fur of the little thing in the bag has dried up, and the eyes are still tightly closed. Perhaps because of the unique environment of Meteor Street, this young mouse is bigger than the one outside.

I bit off my finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it into the little thing's mouth. Well, this feeding method is not very professional, but it is just trying to raise it by catching it, that is, the idea of ​​playing.

After feeding, I put it in the small box and poured it into the bed. This gentle pour made the bed creak slightly, but it still held up.

As soon as I lay down on the bed, the tiredness that was suppressed in the deepest part came out with a cold. After all, the trip to the desert these days was no joke, so I didn't even know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw a magnified face, my mind was still not clear, and because of this, my amber eyes were covered with a hazy fog.

Kuroro, who ran into the other party's room without authorization, sat by the bed, looking at the face of the girl who had just woken up, the indifference and confusion that even she didn't know.

He didn't open his mouth to break the already rare scene.

"Ku Luoluo..." The voice was hoarse with just waking up, and the mist in my eyes dissipated a little. I looked at the receding face and asked in a low voice, "This is my room..."

"It's time for dinner." Kuroro said succinctly, ignoring the reason why he came in.

"I'm not hungry." I turned over and rolled up the thin quilt that was under my body, planning to continue sleeping.

Unfortunately, the reality is too cruel.

"Stop tearing the quilt, bastard!" I rolled up the quilt and wrapped myself like a flesh worm, in order to prevent the other party from tearing off the quilt, glaring at the other party, and the shadow was suppressed.

Kuroro unceremoniously occupied the other half of the bed, put his hand on the waist of the other person on the bed, pulled it into his arms, and pressed his lips against her ear, the indescribable magnetic male voice teased Ear: "The knight said you met Hisoka?"

I was so frightened by this series of actions that I almost shattered the sheets on my body, and then wanted to run away like a ghost, but after hearing the name Hisoka, I felt bad.

I couldn't help turning my back to Kuroro and complained: "Yes, yes, yes, when I went to the Sky Arena, I met, oh, and the eldest son who beat the enemy Hakka, and then he was stopped by Hisoka and had a fight. That guy is not a man at all, and he keeps attacking my face, but then again, how does that guy Hisoka know the recent situation on Meteor Street?"

"Oh, he stayed in Meteor Street for a few years before, so he has some connections." Kuroro leaned close to the woman whose body had already relaxed, closed his eyes, and felt a little more comfortable.

"I heard from the knight that he is looking for you?"

"It's just a fight, that guy is troublesome, and it's even more troublesome to stick to, so everyone decided to avoid it when they meet."

"And then I was glued?" I couldn't help but twitched the corners of my mouth.

"Just going to the Sky Arena and not attracting attention, what did you do?" Kurolo asked.

"...I suddenly don't want to say anything." How could you make me say that hurtful thing?

The pig-like teammate sold me invisible, and it was the kind that didn't ask for money.

Frustrated and helpless tone.

Kuroro thought for a while, and there were not many people who could make her speak in a tone, only a few, and among these few, there was no brigade member at all, so...

Kuroro opened his eyes slightly, and there was a strange light in the black pupils.

"Those friends of yours are too weak." Kuroro said truthfully. This is not the first time he has said it explicitly, but the answer given by the other party is still that.

"The living circle is small, so it's fine." I said disapprovingly, as long as I hid well, they would never be able to touch the darkness here for the rest of their lives, but obviously I forgot the reality and liked to slap people in the face.

"Oh." Kuroro closed his eyes again, and responded casually. Since the other party didn't plan to have dinner and went to sleep, let's just go together.

Maggie's crafting has yet to be added.

"Hey Kurolo, I'm done talking, so let me go!"

I already regretted rolling myself up into a caterpillar, especially being held by one hand, and I couldn't break free.

"Sleep." Kuroro hugged each other and dropped such a word.

"I'm not sleepy now! I'm not sleepy! I'm not sleepy!" I struggled, trying to escape from Kuroro's arms, while emphasizing the fact that I was not sleepy.

As a result, the other party directly raised his body, turned his hands over, and turned his sideways sleeping position into a flat sleep.

Looking at the face in front of my eyes, I opened my mouth with difficulty, but I didn't know what to say, and finally shut up and shrank my neck.

"Sleep, or..."

Kuroro looked at the woman with a shrunken neck, and under her dodging eyes, leaned down, rubbed her lips against her ear, and said in a low voice: "You know, another choice."

I, I don't know! !

I tried to play dead and avoid this topic, but the other party didn't want to let go of this opportunity to play.

Kuroro bit his ear, and licked it lightly with his tongue, and suddenly the other person was in a bad mood.

"Sleep, sleep! I choose to sleep! Simply sleep!" I was so excited by this move, I quickly chose it, and I didn't forget to add a few words at the end, in case the other party played word games and came to another profound Unpredictable sleep.

In the end, I bit the quilt and curled up in Kuroro's arms who closed his eyes and didn't know whether he was really sleeping or not, cursing all kinds of things in my heart.

Sure enough—Krollo is so annoying! !

Kelp tears.

Meteor Street Tour

The person sitting cross-legged on the top of the rubbish mountain looked at the distant scenery, and the smelly wind blew by, messing up his hair.

"It's really terrible..." Shun Shun's somewhat messy hair, and sighed at the same time, no matter what, there are only two words here, but people can move here and survive, it is really quite Miracle.

I propped my chin up, watching the battle for contention at the foot of the rubbish mountain, and felt that a piece of moldy bread was actually having such a bloody battle. It seemed that this place was really quite cruel.

I half closed my eyes, thoughtful.

That's how Kurolo and everyone in the brigade came here, right?It was really hard work.

'Rumble~'

The rumble of machinery came from above my head, and I subconsciously looked up to see an airship.

At this time, there are still airships flying over Meteor Street?This is really too long.

Sure enough, after a while, he was bombarded down by the psychic who was released from the department.

My eyes followed the landing of the small airship with its trailing smoke, and finally fell not far away. The counterattack wind blew my hair up again.

Maybe... I should wear a hat.

I ran my hair gloomily, thinking.

The airship does not fly very high, and if it is well protected, the chance of survival will be very high.

Sure enough, thick smoke billowed, and a few figures walked out with the help of others. Everyone's face and body were covered with dust, even if they did this, they couldn't dirty their fresh breath.

They are not from Meteor Street.

Because of this, the mice who were watching in the dark came out one after another, all smiling, but the smiles were a little distorted.

"Ahem! Where's that clown?" Shina, who was protected the most, coughed several times. Her face that used to be pink and tender was now dirty.

"I don't know... where... is this place?" Adair opened his red eyes choked by the smoke, and the scene he entered was him, including the scene that the other two people would never forget.

The gray sky, the mountains of rubbish, and the people in sloppy clothes are like the end of the world, and the zombies are coming.

"They..." Alisa's eyes flickered slightly, her voice trembling.

"This, this, this is Meteor Street!!!" A tragic and terrified voice came from behind them. They turned their heads and saw the captain bleeding. His eyes were full of fear. He ran away scrambling, but he was killed before he could run far.

The one who killed him was a ten-year-old kid, holding a rusty but still murderous dagger in his hand, stabbing straight into the opponent's chest, killing him with one blow.

"Tsk, it's really weak, there are really no people outside."

The kid pulled out the knife, his hand was stained red with blood, his eyes moved to the three of them following the drawing of the dagger, dark and vicious.

The three looked similar, all of them were shocked, terrified and unable to believe it.

"Liu, Meteor Street? Isn't that, isn't that where Aze is going to come?" Shi Na was frightened by the scene in front of her, her face was pale, and she whispered in horror.

"The outsiders will be killed by us!" The kid grinned, his eyes gleaming, he stepped on the captain's face, and crushed him fiercely: "The next one will be you... ..."

'call'

A fist swung over, and the imp, who couldn't dodge, endured the blow abruptly, and was thrown directly into the garbage dump.

"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant! Although this is an extraordinary period, don't forget that this is Meteor Street after all, and killing people is just commonplace! The so-called law here is just shit! If you want to avoid being robbed of your prey, you There's still some practice, kid!" The burly and tall man said loudly, his arms were shirtless, showing various scars, which were like his badge.

The man turned his head to look at the three of them, like pork on a cutting board. He stretched out his hand and pointed at two people: Shina and Alisa.

"I want those two women, men, you want hands and feet, or internal organs, you can decide for yourself."

Nobody interrupted because he was the strongest right now.

Meteor Street is a place where the strong are respected, but even the strong are afraid of ants, but there are also people who settle accounts afterwards.

The people on Meteor Street are just so insidious.

"What, what? What are you going to do!" Adair's face turned pale again. As a man, he protected the two women behind him without hesitation.

"Tsk, a weak chicken who hasn't even killed anyone still wants to protect the other party,