Pirates of Extreme Chaos

"Pattering~~~"

The slightly warm rain in July mixed with the slightly fishy wind swayed down, and the dark umbrella made a continuous muffled sound from time to time, like a sad lament or a sad swan song.

"God willing"

"or god"

"They are always full of bad taste, nonchalantly teasing the stupid people in their eyes, just like they add to the atmosphere at a funeral, and are extremely sensational and earn enough tears. They must be very happy."

"I guess I'm one of those stupid people they carelessly tease, otherwise I wouldn't be in this unfortunate world."

"At this moment, do I want to shout out the second-level words, such as my fate is up to me, which means I have resisted fate and then still have to face this nonsense reality, forget it."

Brad's wandering mind wanders endlessly, but his inner drama is extremely active.

"What comes from dust shall return to dust. May the love of the Lord be with you forever, in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, A~men"

With the gentle voice of the priest, the coffin was buried in the ground;

When the cross is raised, life ends completely.

They are no different from other tombs in the cemetery, rows and rows, some old and some new.

"Condolences."

"Take care, little Brad."

"If you have any difficulties, remember to come to us."

""

The people who attended the funeral of Brad's parents dispersed in twos and threes. They were basically colleagues of Brad's parents, and a few were Yuki Noriko's neighborhood friends;

The details of their emotions may be strange, but they all look at the pity shown by the boy who has just turned six years old, has blond hair, golden eyes, and a face as delicate as the son of God. Even if Brad has no expression on his face, they automatically think that it is misfortune. Children who lost both their parents were so sad and painful that they were numb and did not even shed tears.

Brad bowed mechanically and politely thanked everyone.

until

"Don't worry about tomorrow, kid, tomorrow will have its own worries." The priest closed the Bible and walked over, squatting down and gently comforting Brad.

Brad bowed his head: "Thank you, Father."

He has a majestic body as tall as a bear, rough cheeks covered with stubble, a terrible scar carved from the left lower jaw to under the left eye, and myopic round glasses covering his squinted eyes. This is what the priest looks like, and it also contributes to his temperament. It's very unique to swing freely between the kindly neighbor and the perverted murderer, or the disguised beast that can explode at any time.

His name is, Alexander Andreessen.

"Thank you, Andreessen." Lasky didn't get much rest for several days in a row. He was comforting his wife and preparing for the funeral. He was tired, but he kept his spirits up and exchanged glances with Andreessen and Brad.

Immediately.

Andrewson stood up and said, "It's time for us to set off. We have another mission from above, so we're in a hurry."

"Xue Fazi, be strong and take good care of little Brad." Ruschi explained neatly and left even more neatly.

Xue Noriko watched her husband off habitually, and after a while, she said, "Let's go home, little Brad."

Looking into Yuki Noriko's red eyes that were swollen from crying, Brad shook his head and said nothing.

"I'll wait for you outside the cemetery." Xue Fazi, who had wanted to continue persuading, suddenly realized that Brad, who had never shed tears, didn't want to be seen crying, and planned to wait until no one could vent his grievances and sadness. , thoughtfully leaving Brad his own space.

When Xue Fazi walked away, Brad raised his head.

The mosquito girl who was holding Brad's umbrella also lowered her head with interest.

Eyes collide.

"Why did you listen to me? You are not a well-behaved character. I can see the greed hidden deep in your eyes." Brad bluntly expressed his inner doubts and also bluffed. After all, the Mosquito Girl behaved too calmly. After they were separated, he obeyed like a pet dog after claiming it. Abnormality must be a monster. He knew very well that the mosquito girl was bloodthirsty.

Mosquito Girl licked her lips and said jokingly: "Ah~ is it obvious?"

"Fireflies in the night, get to know them," Brad said.

Mosquito Girl was stunned for a moment, swung the mosquito whiskers on her head that looked like pheasant feathers, lowered her body and hugged Brad, sniffed and whispered in Brad's ear: "You don't look like a brat at all. You deserve to be praised for being too mature. You are worthy of them." The child hums~ I can’t help but want to suck your blood dry, order~~~It smells so good~You are not afraid of those two guys who can protect you.”

"If you didn't have any fears, I believe you would have sucked my blood long ago. There must be something you are afraid of. Otherwise, the scientist who cultivated you with my parents would not have sent you to me indiscriminately. Even if the scientist No matter how crazy you are." Brad interrupted Mosquito Girl calmly and firmly.

"Boom~"

The white teeth gently bit Brad's tender little face, and the mosquito girl sucked gently, lusting after it.

"Your father is dead. Only your blood can sustain my life. Even if I kill you, I won't live long." Mosquito Girl gritted her teeth and exuded a violent breath: "Damn it, they actually dare to think that I am a failure. It's hateful, especially Your parents, after that, they planned to transform me into something like a kitten or puppy to take care of your damn little thing."

suddenly.

Brad turned around, reached out to hold the mosquito girl's face and looked at it with a sunny smile: "In that case, let's get along well. Please take care of me in the future. Do you have a name?"

"Hey~hey", the sudden and inexplicable heartbeat made the mosquito girl sluggish, the ferocious murderous aura disappeared, and crystal tears fell unknowingly from the corners of her eyes. This was the first time since her birth that she felt kindness and contact with warmth, not those indifferent faces. , not those cold hands operating scientific instruments: "name my name"

"Since they nurtured you and they raised you to a certain extent, you are also their child, then you are my sister." Brad took advantage of the situation and said, "Your last name should be Hyman. , just like me, the name Joanna means God’s gift, I think you must be very lucky to be able to come into the world.”

Mosquito Girl let her tears flow and hugged Brad tighter.

Brad raised his eyebrows and raised his scissor hands secretly to signal that the routine was successful.

Brad has done nothing else these days. In addition to getting to know the mosquito girl, he is constantly observing, analyzing, and guessing about things related to the mosquito girl. He must eliminate potential time bombs around him.

Brad judged that Mosquito Girl's IQ was not high and she was no more than a ten-year-old girl, even though Mosquito Girl's appearance was mature enough; she had rich human emotions and a longing for the beautiful side of her character, and could suppress her wild instincts very well; and, Extremely lacking in love, she longed not to be alone and lonely. She just didn't want to be hurt, so she decorated herself in a vicious way.

After careful consideration and making several plans, Brad finally adopted the simplest plan, using the good impression of a brief acquaintance with each other to move them emotionally. So far, the effect is outstanding.

If Brad's routine fails, he has a backup plan.

In fact, Father Lasky and Father Andrewson did not leave. The so-called mission was false. They teamed up with Brad to deceive Yuki Noriko and Mosquito Girl, and hid in the cemetery to monitor. Assuming that Mosquito Girl was trying to harm Brad, they would Get started and eliminate the mosquito girls.

Brad had communicated with Laski in advance, so Laski asked his colleague Andreessen, who worked together in the cipher pol organization, to host the funeral of Brad's parents, otherwise he would not be willing to call a murderous "executioner" or "decapitation detective." , "Angel Dust" presides over the funeral of a relative, even though Andrewson is indeed a genuine priest certified by the church and has rich experience in hosting funerals.

"Hey, Joanna." Brad said, "Let's go home."

"唰唰~~~"

"Okay, okay, Brad."

""

With wings flickering, Mosquito Girl flew into the sky with Brad.

The sight is blinded by layers of tombstones.

"Awesome kid," Father Andreessen said in surprise. After careful consideration, he added, "Excellent talent. He would be perfect as an agent."

Lasky smoothed his hair and said silently: "He is indeed not an ordinary child. He has already made up his mind. I can't describe my feelings when he proposed this matter before."