[Comprehensive] The Ritual of Blame Evil

It rarely rains on Meteor Street. Although the sky is always gray, it has nothing to do with the dark clouds. It is a polluted sky, a sky that does not even have sunlight.

Sometimes when looking at this land, I would sigh from my heart:

What a place abandoned by God.

Except for food, the rest of the daily necessities need to be found in these piles of garbage. Yinshi was strolling on the road with the strawberry milk brought back by Qisha a few days ago, and the white kimono on his body rubbed There was a lot of dust, he stepped on the ground full of rubbish, and the pair of black leather boots were also stained with a layer of white ash, but he didn't care much about the silver at the time, what he cared more about was...

"Ah... It really is milk, it broke after a few days... What a pity..."

The milk Yinshi in his hand was reluctant to drink it for a few days. In the end, there was still some leftovers but it was broken. After a while, the man's lazy expression changed slightly, he pursed his lips and let out a long sigh in his lazy tone:

"Ah...you can drink yogurt too..."

Hello! ! !Don't be so depraved! ! !Don't give up your stomach for spoiled milk! !

"Oh, no, no, no, Yin-sang, I haven't fallen to the point of expired milk..."

Yinshi's other hand clasped the hand that was holding the strawberry milk. Although Yinshi's movement was very painful, a pair of dead fish eyes stared at the strawberry milk in his hand. He lowered his voice and coaxed himself:

"But... it doesn't matter if you take a sip. It's a waste to throw it away. This is what Ah Qite brought back."

Yinshi made excuses for himself, whether it was because he wanted to eat or because Miss Qisha brought him back because he didn't want to waste the girl's wishes, he could only judge for himself, but it seemed that someone had resolved this entanglement for him.

"Hey, that guy over there, hand over what's in your hand."

Hearing someone calling Yinshi like this, he raised his head and looked around. It was a voice that didn't sound very friendly and rude. Yinshi quickly saw the owner of the voice, because there was no one else around, only him and himself , the other party stood on the broken wall and looked down at Yinshi, but from Yinshi's point of view, the other party was just an old-fashioned guy, and he was just a kid.

"Ah, is this what you mean?"

Gintoki shook the strawberry milk in his hand, his lazy tone didn't look like he was being robbed at all, and the old-fashioned face of the other party couldn't be called a boy, but his voice was clear and clear, but his voice was a little deep, that's all. His height is not as thin and slender as the children on Meteor Street. He is a standard 15-year-old boy with a well-proportioned figure. It is not difficult to see that although he is dirty, he is still able to live with ease.

When Yinshi was looking at himself, he was also looking at the other party. Meteor Street is no different than Kabukicho. This is a place where even children cannot relax their vigilance. Fei Tan has vaguely said that the most difficult life on Meteor Street It is the children who have the easiest life. There are organized orphanages on Meteor Street. The children in them can be given priority treatment, food and daily necessities are guaranteed, but they have to work when they grow up, and the content of the work is to kill people. , or commit suicide, become a human bomb, and children who do not enter the orphanage belong to independent lives. How to survive depends on their own luck and strength. They need to rely on themselves to snatch food or find food. Feitan belongs to the latter. Of course, Before encountering Silver Time and Seven Kills, he was also of average strength, and all his combat skills were still being explored, and even his ability to read was half-understood, so he still needed time and actual combat to defeat Silver Time and Seven Kills .

The young man in front of him now has his own attacking posture. It can be seen that the opponent has a lot of combat experience. However, it is a pity that the opponent also uses a knife. Yinshi glanced at the knife on the opponent's waist, In the words of Qisha:

Still too tender.

"Yes, that's the one, give it to me!"

Stretching towards Yinshi with one hand and holding the knife at his waist with the other, it was the posture of drawing a sword. Yinshi curled his lips and threw the strawberry milk in his hand to the other party without any hesitation. The other party didn't seem to expect that Yinshi would be so refreshing He gave it to him, and he was stunned for a moment after catching the strawberry milk:

"You are so straightforward, what conspiracy do you have?"

"Give it back to me if you don't want it."

Yinshi felt a little embarrassed to just give the expired milk to the other party.

"Do you think I'm stupid and give it back to you?"

The other party sneered, clenched the strawberry milk in his hand as if you would come and grab it if you wanted it, Yinshi twitched the corners of his mouth and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, silently complaining: snatching expired strawberry milk is a bit stupid.

"What is this?"

The boy with the braid that looked like a firecracker sniffed the thing in his hand. He only wanted to snatch it when he saw the man struggling with the thing in his hand. It seemed to be food, but the taste was a bit subtle.

"Strawberry milk."

"Ah? Do you think I'm stupid? Milk is just milk. Where's the strawberry milk? Do you think I've never drank milk!"

No, you definitely haven't had strawberry milk.

Yinshi pulled his pair of lifeless dead fish eyes together, and used his usual tone to fool the other party:

"That's it. There's a new variety of milk for distribution, and now it's all strawberry milk."

"Is it?"

The other party took a sip dubiously, but the sour taste of the expired yogurt made him choke, and the slightly viscous taste slipped down his throat after he choked, and he wanted to spit it out more subconsciously. The one step faster was subconsciously swallowing him down, the young man coughed a few times and asked fiercely:

"You bastard, are you lying to me, this is sour!"

Ah...it really broke.

Yinshi felt a little regretful, he spit it out after taking a sip when he felt something wrong, it turned out that it had really gone bad.

"Because it's strawberry yogurt, of course it's sour."

Yinshi opened his eyes and talked nonsense, but the other party's eyes widened and almost gathered murderous aura. He resisted the urge to draw his sword and gritted his teeth and stared at Yinshi:

"You said it was strawberry milk!"

"Huh? Did I say that? I'm talking about strawberry yogurt."

Yinshi spread his hands, his expression was like that of an unscrupulous vendor selling counterfeit and shoddy goods to teenagers at the side of the road, and the fake and serious smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely vile:

"Didn't you say that this is sour? Hey, strawberry yogurt is not sour. What kind of yogurt is it? Could it be fermented bean curd?"

Wait, your expired level can really be called rotten milk, it's fermented bean curd!

"Damn it... I was tricked."

The young man held the handle of the knife and lowered his body. The perfect posture of Iai drawing the sword exuded a dangerous aura all over his body. Gintoki's face changed slightly and his right hand subconsciously touched Lake Toya. He can only feel the other party's thoughts intuitively.

"Shhh!!"

Sword drawing technique is the trick of the strong no matter what, not to mention seeing through the path of the knife, even seeing the body of the knife is extremely difficult. Lake Toya in Gintoki blocked the opponent's fast slash, compared to Gintoki , the other party was a little surprised, this man blocked his blow without thinking.

"Oh? Interesting."

"It's dangerous, boy."

The opponent's knife was really fast, and Yinshi could only say that he was really almost cut.

"If you can catch my next move, I can consider letting you go."

The boy's old-fashioned face smiles like a young hooligan who is growing up, with drooping eyes and two obvious bags under the eyes. Compared with Yinshi, this 20+ man is a little younger than the 15-year-old old-fashioned boy in front of him. Gintoki turned the blade more vigorously and forced the boy's blade back, and the boy planned to launch the next wave of attacks.

"..."

"Gu~~..."

The boy's stomach growled, obviously it wasn't a cry of hunger, the boy rubbed his belly with a pained expression on his face.

"Cuckoo~~~~"

"..."

Yinshi realized what happened, and returned to his lazy and beating expression, picked his nostrils and said with a wicked smile:

"Ah... are you going to launch a poop attack next?"

"Cuckoo cluck~~~"

The uproar in his stomach made the young man grit his teeth and couldn't say a word. He didn't care about the danger of showing his back to the other party. He turned his back to Yinshi and rushed into the abandoned and dilapidated house closest to them. Hear the other party's painful-sounding cry:

"Asshole! Don't run away!"

"...It was you who ran away."

Yinshi picked out a lump of booger, then flicked it away in disgust, wiped it casually on his body, and ran away quickly before the opponent came back, he didn't have time to fight with a naughty kid, but Yinsang didn't An honest player of plug-ins.

Thinking of him proudly walking back, but within a few steps, his body gave him the most honest reaction:

"Googoogoo~~~"

His stomach groaned, and there was a colic pain inside, Yin Shi twitched and smiled stiffly at the corner of his mouth:

"Haha... no way..."

How can it be repaired, it must be the problem of the expired strawberry milk.

******

The most hateful thing in this world is the person who doesn't follow the rules.

The most annoying thing in this world is to owe favors to the person you hate the most.

As for Feitan, he was encountering such a thing and such a person.

"Fei Tan, my brother died at your hands."

If such a person comes to Fei Tan, Fei Tan will not be surprised. He has killed too many people, how can he remember who is whose younger brother, but he knows one thing, that is, there is no shortage of revenge on Meteor Street The people in Meteor Street, as long as they take revenge, they will die, so instead of escaping, it is better to solve it.

Half of Feitan's face was hidden under the collar, only revealing a pair of slender and indifferent eyes scanning the enemies around him. Even though his mouth was covered by the collar, looking at Feitan's expression would make Feitan feel like He is laughing, his voice is dull, and the words he speaks have distinctive ending particles, and the slow pace of speech shows Feitan's relaxed attitude:

"Really? There are too many people who died in my hands. I don't have that kind of leisure to remember the names of the guys who died in my hands."

Knowing that this would arouse the opponent's anger even more vigorously, but Fei Tan didn't care to amplify this anger wantonly. Fei Tan didn't have a weapon, or he didn't have a weapon of his own now, he liked to use his own hands to tear apart The opponent, the feeling of blood splatter and blood vessel bursting made him excited, which was very similar to Seven Kill's attack method. When Feitan realized it, he was upset for a while, but after a long time, when his weapon was a sword He wouldn't admit that it had anything to do with the guy named Sakata Gintoki who used the knife, and it had nothing to do with it.

Fei Tan's speed is very fast, and his knife in his hand twisted the opponent's neck without any hesitation. If he hadn't met Seven Kills and Yin Shi, Fei Tan would probably be able to fight more freely, but no matter how he fights now, his heart is not satisfied. , these weak people can't fill his frustration under Yinshi and Seven Killers. It seems that before he kills those two people, he will have a kind of dissatisfaction in his heart, which needs to be filled with constant fighting and fighting.

You shouldn't be distracted during the battle, even if the opponent is weak, but Feitan was aroused by the unsatisfied fighting desire in his heart. He wanted to restrain the noise in his brain, and he even began to complain about why the opponent was so angry. Weakness, this kind of irritability distracted Feitan's attention. Although there were no strong people, there were enough people to involve Feitan for a while. Only at the moment Feitan was distracted, Feitan was hit.

"Cough, I got you."

After Fei Tan killed the person in front of him with a knife in his hand, he found that he couldn't move. After the body of the person he killed slowly fell to the ground, he saw the guy who was picking on him standing not far away, with his right hand resting in a strange posture. In the air, with his five fingers spread out and his palm facing down, when he vibrated his index finger, Feitan felt an uncontrollable force that made him bend down, and after the other party vibrated his fingers again, he straightened up again, like a jerk. □j control is average.

Feitan used his concentration to see the mind threads on the opponent's fingers connected to his body. He was controlled by those mind threads. Fei Tan frowned, and the cold murderous aura condensed in his pupils, and a cold voice sounded slowly. :

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

It was very strange to say this sentence, Fei Tan asked in a tone that was neither rhetorical nor suspicious, but laughed at the other party in a certain tone.

"Kill you? No, you are in my hands now. I will torture you first and then kill you."

A cruel smile flashed across the golden pupils. Although Feitan couldn't move his body, the murderous intent shot out of his eyes was extremely oppressive. Although the voice of his mouth hidden under the mask was a little fuzzy, it was constricted by his eyes. The coldness after staying will hear his words clearly:

"Torture me? Well, you should start with my fingers."

"what?"

The other party didn't understand what Fei Tan meant, so Fei Tan said word by word in a steady tone:

"Peel off my nails."

"What, what?"

"Then break my bones, break my feet, better pick my hamstrings and cut my knees, don't give me a chance to escape, cut all the places where the joints turn and let the blood flow backwards, feel the desperation and pain of losing blood Pain spread."

"You, you bastard!"

Fei Tan said terrifying words indifferently, is this guy telling him how to torture him!

"It's better to cut my jaw. Cutting my throat will only bleed to death quickly, but if you cut along the arc of the jaw, you can feel the pain and the despair of not being able to speak for a long time."

Feitan seldom talks so much, but in special circumstances, it is also interesting to use words to intimidate the other party. Obviously he can't move, but the other party can't move because of his own words. The face that spoke was so funny that it made people laugh, Fei Tan raised the corners of his lips and continued without giving the other party any room to think:

"You'd better do what I say."

"...why, why?"

No, obviously I controlled him, so why should he order me.

A momentary thought flashed through my mind, but the next moment all my senses were shocked by Feitan's words.

Feitan laughed because of the "why" of the other party. The covered mouth is completely beautiful to see the whole face, but Feitan's smile is too cruel and violent, and the slender eyes are narrowed like slender eyes. As long as a needle, and shooting out sharp eyes, his vague words slowed down, and he knocked into the other person's heart word by word with his unique ending words:

"Because... if you don't kill me, I will treat you like this when I get rid of your thoughts. I will peel off your nails, smash your bones, break your feet, and break your feet. Cut your tendons open your knees, cut all the joints to turn the blood back, and I will make your life worse than death."

"You you! Don't dream, kid! You are in my hands now! I will make your life worse than death!"

Stimulated by Fei Tan's words, he twitched his fingers. Fei Tan only felt that his body was controlled by an external force, and then his left hand knife broke his right hand. The obvious click meant that his right hand had been broken. Fei Tan broke his hand, but he didn't show any expression, he just shifted his sight from his severed hand to the opponent's body.

The feeling of being stared at by Feitan is uncomfortable, like being stared at, his whole body is tingling, he continued to twitch his fingers, Feitan raised his intact left hand again, this time he bent his fingers to align with his own. Eyes, as long as one of his eyes is pushed hard, he will be blinded by himself, Fei Tan watched his fingers getting closer and closer, and when he was about to touch the eyeball, the body under control suddenly relaxed.

"Push."

What was the piercing sound? Feitan felt that his body could be controlled. He raised his head and looked forward. The person who was supposed to control him still kept his movements, but his expression was looking at his chest in surprise. A pair of blood-stained hands protruded from his chest. It was a slender and white hand. He couldn't see the enemy behind him and died unwillingly.

"Ah... Feitan, have you seen Yinshi?"

The owner of the hand piercing through the chest is Qisha, the girl shook off the blood on her hand expressionlessly and asked plainly, Fei Tan coldly glanced at Qisha and then turned back to his severed right hand , although the boy didn't make a sound, judging by his expression, he was upset.

Speaking of Feitan, there are two kinds of expressions, one is expressionless, the other is unhappy, oh, the cruel smile only appears under certain conditions, and Feitan’s expression is more of a combination of the two. Expressionless displeasure.

"Probably j□j dropped somewhere."

Fei Tan was silent for a while and said calmly, he was very upset, quite upset, if this woman was one step late, his eyes would be crippled, but it was Seven Kills who came, and Fei Tan was even more upset, She was the one who saved him!He was saved by this woman, did he owe her a favor, no!This woman must have come to save him by the way, Fei Tan became more and more upset when he thought about it, and clicked his tongue impatiently.

"Huh? I'll be very troubled if jjj is dropped casually."

Seven kills mumbled a sentence, walked slowly to Fei Tan's side, shifted his gaze to Fei Tan's broken right hand, and said in a very friendly way:

"Be more careful next time."

However, the meaning of this is a bit subtle no matter how you listen to it. I always feel that the girl's tone turned an octave to mean "Why are you so weak?" At least, Fei Tan understood it this way, and he gave Qisha a cold look. , the ultra-long reflex arc of Qisha did not feel Feitan's sight and continued:

"By the way, Feitan, let's search separately. I'll go east, and you go west."

Feitan's cold gaze changed from unhappy to very unhappy, and he said bluntly:

"Why should I help you find your man?"

Feitan felt that this woman's thinking was not on the standard line, and talking to her required a broad mind and great patience, neither of which Feitan had, so when talking to Qisha, Feitan really wanted to kill the woman in front of him.

Seven kills thought about it, and thought of a powerful reason to die again:

"Well, this is the rule of the game. The loser listens to the winner, right? After you can beat me, you can also let me do things."

However, there won't be that day, Qisha added inwardly.

Seven kills turned around and left without waiting for Fei Tan to refuse. Fei Tan squinted his eyes and filled his face with displeasure. The damn game rules were just thought up by this woman. After he wins her, it won't be Let her do things so simple, he would torture her until she cried, and now...

"Hey!"

Fei Tan called to stop Qi Sha, Qi Sha turned around in puzzlement and looked at Fei Tan calmly, only to hear Fei Tan say indifferently:

"That's west."

Now, let her live a little longer.