[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

Not long after I returned to the Avengers Prison with Rokudo Mukuro, Rachel called to say that the funeral was over.

The harvest was quite fruitful. In addition to the young man who ran to kill me with a sword, Rachel also caught a few old Marinos who tried to take away his brother's body.He asked me what to do with those people, and I said you can deal with them casually, as long as they don't let me see them.

It's been more than two years, and the ones who can still entangle me with the Marino family are all immortal characters.

I have never been involved in family affairs. In the eyes of those people, I am a vase. I will not fight side by side with them or understand their difficulties. No one will let me go because I am the second lady of the Marino family. I, in their eyes, I'm not even as high as a low-level combatant.

At first I thought about getting along peacefully to resolve misunderstandings, but later I found it was useless.

For those people, the Marino family can be regarded as the only shelter, and I destroyed their shelter, and they became outlaws.To live in peace with outlaws is utter nonsense.

Even if I incorporate them into my private forces, I have to hesitate whether I will be backlashed by the outlaws.

Liudao Mukuro left after returning to the Avengers Prison.He seems to be planning a big event recently, and I don't bother with him. I'm not doing the work of guarding the prisoners left and right, and the only thing I can touch with my hands is to remind the guards to reinforce his cell by two more floors.

After all, he is a jailbreaker with a lot of bad records.

At the beginning, some people questioned whether I, who was in love with Liu Dao Mukuro, could do a good job as an Avenger, but then they shut up.Now I am also aware of the reputation of the Avengers Prison. Most people think that I am a lunatic.

Pengo Lie would send people to find out what happened every year and festival. When I first came, Tsunayoshi Tian even offered a sky-high price for ten A-level rings and five boxes.At that time, rings and box weapons were not as popular as they are now, and each of them was worth more than gold.

Bermuda seemed to be a little moved, and stopped laughing at me without a smile.

As I said long ago, I am in hell, and Liu Dao Mu don't even think about leaving.

It's not impossible for him to leave. When I die, what will Bermuda love.

I hung my hat on the coat rack in the office and curled up in a swivel chair to doze off.At the moment when consciousness was about to blur, Rachel rushed in, his paws slapped on the desk, shaking all the messy documents I threw.

I raised my head sleepily and looked at the man: "What's the matter?"

"Did you kill someone?" he asked.

"Are you talking nonsense, my mother Mary," I yawned, "I've got guns pointed at my head."

"Next time you kill someone, check the body." The other party showed a complicated expression, "I know you are not from the combat department, but your method is too unclean and neat, don't you even have the consciousness to clean it?"

I was silent for a few seconds, "...the Avengers Prison is not short of money."

Although there is no shortage of wages, the money that the big family releases the prisoners every year is enough for the entire prison staff to travel around the world, and no one cares about what can be found on those corpses.

The better point is the B-level ring-the characters who can get the box and the A-level ring are not so easy for us to kill.

Besides, that boy's attire was really down and out, and I don't think I'd even find a better pack of cigarettes on him.

Rachel gave me an annoyed look. He fumbled in his pocket and dropped two things on the table.

One of them is my wallet. It is estimated that he used the wallet to judge that I killed the person.The other one is a bit mysterious. If you read it correctly, it looks like a box with a layer of stains on it. If you don't look carefully, you may think it is some garbage.

I pinched the box between my thumb and forefinger and looked it over.

"Found it on the body?"

"Otherwise, did I conjure it up for you?"

"I didn't expect him to be quite rich," I said "Tsk", "Seeing how shabby his clothes are, why don't you sell them for some money so that you can live better?"

"Don't be poor," Rachel rapped on the table with her index finger, "Open it and see what it is."

I held the box, feeling a little disgusted with it, "Isn't this just a box?"

There are generally three types of boxes.One is the weapon box, which can release the flames of death energy to form a weapon that is more powerful than ordinary weapons; the other is the animal box, which will have box animals to help the user fight; the third is relatively low. It's over, it's purely used to store items.

However, ordinary items cannot be put into the box, and the things put into the box need special treatment. The process is very complicated, and only big families will consider it when transporting valuable resources.

Rachel laughed angrily at me: "Can you open it?"

"Okay, I'll open it." I shrugged, and took out a ring from the drawer.

Now that the flame of death has become a very common fighting method within the Mafia, the Avengers Prison will naturally not continue to use outdated fighting methods.Last year around Easter, Bermuda pressed my head to let me learn how to ignite the flame of death air, but he almost had a heart attack because of my anger.

Compared with other people, my fighting consciousness and consciousness are incredibly weak. Being able to ignite the flames of death energy with a ring is simply a virtue that smokes from the ancestral grave and has been cultivated for eight lifetimes.

I put the ring on my index finger, and it took me nearly a minute to successfully set its surface in a warm orange flame.

That's why Rachel insisted that I open the box.

The flames of dead air and the box also have different attributes. Under normal circumstances, only the flame of dead air with the corresponding attribute can open the corresponding box. If you forcefully use the flame of dead air with a different attribute from the box to open the box, it is likely to damage the box and cause bamboo The basket was empty.

Among them, the more special one is the flame of dead energy of the big air attribute.

The characteristic of Dakong is reconciliation, and the flame of death energy of Dakong attribute can open the box of all attributes without worrying about damage.However, when using the flames of the sky to manipulate box weapons that are not of the big sky attribute, the power of the box weapons will decrease.

I slipped the ring into the small hole in the side of the case, and the fire flowed from the surface of the ring into the case.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I feel that the attribute of Dakong is a waste for you..." Rachel smacked her lips, "It's too wasteful."

"You might as well just say that you don't like the way I look like a salted fish," I turned my head and glanced at him, "but attributes are things that you can't envy. Probably inherited from the mother.

When it comes to the real situation of the Marino family, it is not difficult to understand.

Black ring-shaped weapons flew out of the box, and they hung by my side, as if to protect the user.

I tried to manipulate these things to form a shape, such as the five Olympic rings, but I gave up because it was too difficult.

As I said earlier, I'm not a combatant, and I don't have any awareness. The flame of death qi is not high in purity.

"Tsk tsk, this shape." Rachel watched me take back the weapon box with a cold eye, "It's the original work of Inochiti."

I paused for a moment while picking off the ring.

"Inochiti?"

"Yes, he is the one you think of," the other party nodded, "When he cooperated with Verdi, he designed many box weapons with a strong personal style, and the one in your hand is probably one of them. Now it is on the market Most of the boxes that are known as "Inoqian's products" in circulation on the Internet are Xibei goods imitated from the original work."

I threw the ring back into the drawer, and raised my index finger against the corner of the box to fiddle with it twice.

"Let me guess what you're thinking," the man changed his exasperation just now, as if he was laughing at my inattention, "How could that poor brat have the original work by Inochenti?"

"It's about the same, but not comprehensive," I commented very pertinently. "Do you remember my freshman year? It was when we first met."

"Remember, at that time you looked like a very poor little boy," Rachel laughed, "and you still wanted to play roulette with me. At that time, I was still thinking that someone dared to bet with me. It was very brave."

"It's you who wants to bet," I rolled my eyes angrily, "I mean, do you remember why I went to you?"

"I know, but won't it be nothing after that?" The other party first answered my question in a relaxed tone, and then his expression froze, "You mean——"

"I'm not sure," I replied, "but it's very likely."

Was Inoqenti really killed by Xanxus?

Is Peng Ge really worth such a big expense just to tie me to a thief ship?

Rachel and I looked at each other and made a decision in unison.

"check!"

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