Swapped Peng Lie

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The person who was frightened was Tsuna Kichi.

Although I don't want to admit it, but he, the little master Tsuna, is indeed the kind of supervisor who will run into his father's office with a paralyzed face when he is told bedside stories - some adults are good at telling these things as ghost stories - frightened The other party "goes to bed early" or cuddles with Dino who occasionally comes to Vengley as a guest.

So such Tsunayoshi-kun

hear such scary ghost stories

It's not unusual to be frightened and call out suddenly.

Well, yes, that's it.

He made a fist with one hand and coughed twice, trying to divert the attention of the people at the table looking at him.

Lai Wei, who sneered, was obviously in a much better mood. The beautiful and powerful girl sat on the chair with her knees bent, her other leg spread out on the table, with one hand supporting the chair and the other holding her uncle/ Lai/Ta.

"Go on," she said.

Therefore, the man who temporarily succumbed to Her Majesty's majesty had no choice but to continue talking in detail, omitting some important things about his battle with the opponent.

"Ah, that's right." After hiding unimportant details such as an old man, such as his first attack, the man suddenly remembered something, "It's about what that guy said that day."

He scratched his hair—this guy had pulled his hands out of the simple bondage at some point, "What... Estoraneo... read it like this? Said there was a man with this name gave him 'guidance'."

Eh?

When he heard a familiar name, Tsuna's thoughts froze a little.

Ace... Torraneo.

It was the name of a family that should have disappeared from this world.

Also, the name of the family where some of his "once" experimental records were found.

It stands to reason that the family should have been shattered, and it did not fall into the hands of Vengley, but a group of young children who jointly created the destruction of the family.And those children are the test subjects used by this forbidden family for human experiments.

Just like he used to be.

And in the further excavation of Vengley, who later took over the body, he found research materials about him.

Although it can be seen that even if he fled in a hurry, the other party took away most of the information, but judging from the things left behind, the other party even mastered his information before he was adopted by Pengo Li.

This logically deduces a certain possibility that makes people feel chills.

The owner of these materials is a remnant of the Corriere family, and at the same time, he is also one of the hosts of the Estoraneo family's human experiments.

Just thinking about this possibility makes one's scalp tingle.

After the demise of Estoraneo, although some people did escape the threat of death due to missions and other reasons, as far as Tsuna knew, the children who killed Estoraneo were still there. Follow the trail of these Estoraneos.

By now there is not much left.

Then Estoraneo who appeared now...

Just thinking of a certain possibility, Tsunayoshi had to bend down to slow down his violent, eager breathing because of this possibility.

"Jack?"

"Jack, are you okay?"

"Tsuna?!"

From time to time, someone's voice was calling out to my ears, and when I listened carefully, it seemed that my whole body was sinking into the deep sea. This sound came from the tinnitus deep in my ears.

It wasn't until his own name was called that Tsuna suddenly broke away from the dream-like situation just now.

"Hold, I'm sorry," he heard his own voice, and heard Locke seem to be asking himself something carefully.

He didn't respond at all, so in the end, he only heard a helpless sigh from the other party, and then stretched out his hands, ready to lift him... No, help him up.

When a stranger's hand touched him, he finally woke up. The boy who felt like a dream shook his head and declined the help of the man who cared about him, and smiled at the man who thought he was reliable but was actually almost white as paper.

Therefore, he also didn't see the flash of light in the bloody pupils of the man sitting across from him when he heard "Tsuna".

"But it's really unlucky to say it," sighed Qian Yin when he got his attention, "that guy's hunting last night was really unlucky."

The eyes of everyone in the room were all focused on him again.

The man said slowly, "That guy doesn't seem to have killed the person who hunted last night, but it seems that he is very satisfied with the 'prey'...ah, Ah Yin didn't overhear this."

That's just what he heard when he was standing in the dark talking to himself.

The man who originally wanted to give a clue smiled humorously, but suddenly found that the whole room fell into a strange silence.

"... Difficult, could it be?"

Not so unlucky.

"Ah, that's right." Tsuna moved away from Locke's eyes, and stretched out his fingers wrapped in bandages. "If you guessed right, that guy's prey was us last night."

And his delicious food is probably the very little blood that he accidentally scratched when he caught the sword with his bare hands, and a Band-Aid can handle it.

Yinshi silently recalled the old man who took him in for two days and then was sucked to dry him, and then looked at the thin-skinned and tender guy in front of him, thinking that there is still a gap between people.

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"People are not created equal."

A certain guy who was worried about said so.

At this time, he was standing with his hands open in the dark alley that has been necessary for doing bad things throughout the ages, and standing in front of him was a shivering guy.Maybe Tsuna could recognize this guy as a participant in a certain game when they were collecting bills in a certain black casino. He lost so much that he was naked and even lost an arm-this is not bad, I didn’t see it Did the Russian roulette at the next table kill you?

This poor guy is being blocked by men at the end of the alley at this time. The wooden warehouse on his body and his arm were left on the table with his arm just now. The state of blood flowing down slowly.

He is shaking.

This is natural, although there are many desperate people in this place, but if he really doesn't care about his own life, then this guy will not choose to sit at a table with a lower stake but go to the Russian roulette game over there .

The trembling man's lips trembled, he picked up the nearby steel rods scattered around for some reason, and ran towards the man waving them.

Almost only by turning to one side, the man dodged the attack, which was approaching fatigue due to excessive blood loss, but the long knife in his hand was constantly vibrating because of the approach of the person—more precisely, the approach of flesh and blood. roared up.

Then his hand was raised, and it was unclear whether he swung it himself or the knife swung back by itself to hit the hapless ghost in front of him.

It was the sound of a knife piercing flesh.

The steel rod in my hand had only been picked up for three to five minutes before it fell to the ground due to weakness. The crisp sound echoed in the narrow alley, and the steel rod that fell to the ground rolled several times in the echo and finally stopped. at the man's feet.

At this time, the voice that had been covered by this crispness finally revealed itself.

Unlike the sound of a sword piercing into flesh and blood just now, the sound was more like a gurgling sound, like an ignorant child sucking his favorite water or drink without restraint.

If there are other people here, they will probably be stunned by the scene in front of them. The long knife inserted into the man's body is stained with blood and penetrates the man's body. Simple, the blood on the long knife was absorbed the moment it came into contact with the blade, and then new blood stained it and was absorbed again.This cycle goes on and on until the originally weak man is sucked up and becomes human like his countless predecessors.

This scene looked like the knife in the man's hand sucked all the man's blood.

So terrible.

But the man and his knife didn't seem to be getting enough.

After a few minutes, the knife roared again, and a distressed expression appeared on the man's face, and he stroked the knife drawn from Rengan's body with one hand as a comfort.

"Aren't you full yet...be patient, Dad will find food for you right away."

He comforted him carefully, "We'll look for that big tonic from yesterday after the evening."

"With him, you must... Brother must..."

There was another tearing sound in the alley.

But who in this city would really care about who did what and who suffered what?

"Sure enough... Mr. Estoraneo is right!" The man with blood on his face spread his hands, "This Roalap is the best hunting ground!"