Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

A bloated body sat behind the counter of the Internet cafe, covered in blood and flesh. His eye sockets had been hollowed out, staring straight at Lu Mingfei and Old Tang in front of him like two black holes.

"Is it the black boss?" Lu Mingfei looked at a vest in the corner next to the chair. This was the clothes the Internet cafe owner was wearing not long ago.

The vest, which was supposed to be pure white and was stained with sweat due to not being washed for many years, was now stained red with blood. It was so red that it was outrageous and shocking.

A few hours ago, the boss was sitting behind the counter, fuming and arguing with Old Tang, but now his face was so bloody that his face could not be seen clearly...

Old Tang looked at the blood-stained and unrecognizable corpse and was speechless. After a long time, he bent down and picked up the vest soaked in blood. His arms were bulging with veins and he wrenched out the blood-stained back. , gently draped over the black boss who lost both his skin and his life.

"Skinner?" The voice almost oozed out from between clenched teeth. The veins on Old Tang's temples jumped and twisted like a swimming dragon, and there was anger visible to the naked eye.

"Skinner." Lu Mingfei confirmed Old Tang's question and answer.

To a certain extent, he and Old Tang were actually the same kind of people in the past. There was a monster hidden in his body that he didn't even know what it was. He mingled in the world of ordinary people like an alien, living a lonely and mediocre life.

They need to worry about food and life. When they are bored, they can rub a cup of stars. When they are happy, they can add two more sausages to their instant noodle bucket. They may win a game or say a word to the girl they like and their hearts will be filled. It's full, enough for them to be satisfied for many days.

Their life seems to be a lonely concerto, and only ordinaryness can be the only main theme.

Because once their hearts, which symbolize the ordinary side, are devoured by some kind of desire, the monster hidden in their bones will emerge from the chrysalis, and the world will be unable to withstand such raging flames!

So Lu Mingfei put a warm hand on Old Tang's shoulder, telling him that no matter what happened, he would still have his brothers by his side, hoping to calm down the anger in his heart that could burn the sky.

"Obviously you know..."

His body rose and fell violently for a long time, and Lu Mingfei could feel that Old Tang was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He spoke again, his voice was deep and sounded a little sad.

"His name is Hugh. I have always called this guy Black-hearted Boss, saying that his heart is darker than his skin, but he is really a good person. It is rare to have such a person in the hunter circle where countless muds and sands are stirred up when stirred up. good person."

"He quit after a few jobs. As a hunter with high prestige in the circle, he opened this Internet cafe in Brooklyn. He used the rewards he saved, which can be regarded as giving all bounty hunters a temporary shelter. So, no matter what kind of personal hatred there is outside, no disputes are allowed in this Internet cafe, which is why I am willing to bring you here to surf the Internet, Xio is a very reliable person."

"Even if I complain about the price increase in Internet cafes, I am still willing to pay for it, because we all know that Hugh actually donates 80% of the profits from the Internet cafe to a black primary school in his hometown in the countryside every year. He said that he When he was a child, he was looked down upon because of his skin color and had no choice but to live a life of bloodshed because of his skin color, but he did not want his children to bear this unfair fate."

"Why should such a person deserve to die..."

Lu Mingfei had never seen such a sad Old Tang. This man who was carefree and cheerful all day long, and who would seize the opportunity to hit the stars with a smile even if the sky fell, was squatting on the ground at this moment, asking questions like a child.

He looked...sad.

"Old Tang, Old Tang!" Lu Mingfei squatted down, put his hands on Old Tang's shoulders, looked at the other person's already dilated pupils, and shook his shoulders violently, "The murderer is still living outside, I We already know who the ‘Skinner’ is, let’s find that guy out together, kill her, and avenge these innocent people, okay?”

Old Tang raised his head and turned his gaze from the dead black boss to Lu Mingfei. He looked at Lu Mingfei for a long, long time, as if relying on the face of the young man in front of him to tell himself that he must suppress some feelings in his heart that were about to break through the shackles. monster.

"Okay." Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei, replied softly, and nodded gently.

He slowly stood up, stepped on the bloody water, and picked up the blood-soaked clothes from the stinking and pungent blood pits. He wring them dry and draped them on each bloody corpse, the same but tireless. .

Lu Mingfei also helped Old Tang bear the dirt and fatigue. Occasionally, he looked up at Old Tang's side face and back with some worry. Lu Mingfei could see that the latter was only serious. When doing this, regardless of whether he knew the corpses of these tragic victims in the Internet cafe before they were alive or not, he would put on red clothes to cover the exposed flesh, then stand in front of them and mourn for half a minute.

It was as if he wanted to cover up the last bit of dignity of these guys who were hunters like him.

For no reason, Lu Mingfei thought of the scene in the dream story where Old Tang's younger brother died in front of him and he and Old Tang, who had turned into Norton, had to fight each other.

At that time, he seemed to have said something like this: "Old Tang...how did you end up like this? You...you don't even have any clothes on."

"Old Tang..."

Lu Mingfei, whose hands were covered in blood, looked at Old Tang from a distance across several aisles and rivers of blood.

"are you OK?"

"I'm obviously fine." Old Tang gave Lu Mingfei a smile that showed no emotion.

After accompanying Old Tang to do this, the two of them washed away the scarlet blood that stained their arms and cuffs in the bathroom of the Internet cafe, and then walked out of the Hunter Internet Cafe.

Lu Mingfei walked in front, and Old Tang followed closely behind. Because Lu Mingfei didn't look back, he didn't see it.

The moment he walked out of the Hunter Internet Cafe and stepped out of the threshold to face the moonlight, the vast gold flowed through Old Tang's eyes like a boiling ocean, fleeting.

…

"Old Tang, so you have to tell me, why did you take the task of 'Skinner' behind my back while you were in the toilet?"

In a remote suburb of Brooklyn, New York, a light rail train carried travelers passing by in the dark night outside the window. Lu Mingfei and Old Tang sat across from each other in his narrow rental house, looking at each other.

"Do you still remember when you and I met at the airport? I slipped out of the security team of the star Ken Paisa. There was also a hunter friend in the team that I met not long ago. He was also an interstellar master. At that time I didn’t know that he had privately accepted the task of ‘Skinner’, and I also made an appointment with him to meet at the Hunter Internet Cafe in the evening to introduce you to each other.”

"But in the afternoon, I received the news of his death. Only then did I know that he had secretly taken over the curse. This is why I must take you to the Hunter Internet Cafe. I thought it was relatively safe there. A safe place, but I didn’t expect…”

Old Tang's face was full of annoyance.

"So that's the case, then everything makes sense..." Lu Mingfei leaned on the small desk where Tang's computer was placed, with a solemn tone, "Now I just pray that she will come quickly...and then die quickly!"