[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

The guest bit harder and harder, blood flowed from the broken nail and meandered down.

The tourist didn't seem to feel anything, stared at Kuroro, and asked bluntly, "What do you want? Kuroro."

"Miss Tourist's secret, can you tell me?"

A stalker!

Even if the tourist is willing to die, the spider will have a way to control her before she commits suicide, even if she wants to die.

The tourist let out a sigh of frustration, "Okay. Let's ask honestly, Kuroro Rushiru, how much do you guess?"

"Well..." Kuroro looked up at the sky, pondered for a while, and said, "It's just a suspicion, there is no evidence yet. There is not only one world in the universe, but it is the upper world of this world. Where is Miss Tourist from, isn't it?"

Don't ask me! !asshole!Didn't you guess it all! ?What are you pretending to be!

Tourists almost run away.

Where are the details exposed? !Was her lie that outrageous? !

Depend on!

Happy Feitan Day

That's great, Chrollo.

Although the description is inaccurate, but as a manga character, it's pretty good that you can reach this point.

But how could I tell you, idiot!

The tourist smiled reluctantly, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in shadow, "...I can understand that Mr. Kuroro wants to get an answer from me, as a final confirmation?"

Kuroro smiled slightly, "That's right."

"I'm very confident." The tourist shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression. "It's a pity that there is no secret. I guessed wrong... I believe in the single universe more than the multiverse that Kurolo said. I don't know what you are talking about."

Idiot, who would admit it.

You are my sister and I am a child, is it the first day I come out to play around?

"The countermeasure is to resist to the end." Kuroro didn't seem to care about the contempt and offense in the tourist's tone, he still smiled peacefully, and asked suddenly: "Are you afraid of Parker? Because you know that Parker's ability will be very bad for the lady?"

Don't ask a question you already know the answer to as a means of offense!idiot!

The tourist gritted his teeth angrily, "Yeah." Forget it, anyway, she can't hide this kind of thing now, she can't completely control her emotions like these people, is it really a disadvantage of being a real person?Gan.

"Because there are many in my memory..." The tourist paused, pretending to be wrong: "Your indecent images."

"Such things like Hisoka taking a shower, Kurolo crying, Feitan going to the bathroom, Finx watching movies, etc., I think it's better for you not to see it, it's shameful." Rather than making excuses, tourists just want to disgust spiders more ingredients.

Sure enough, there was a flash of cold light in the next moment, and when the tourists reacted, Fei Tan was already ten meters away, holding the knife with a grim expression on his face.

"Not yet, Feitan."

Kuroro retracted the opened pages.

Fei Tan inserted the knife back into the handle of the umbrella, "When the time comes, this woman will be mine, and I will definitely let her have a taste of hell!"

Kuroro smiled and agreed, "Okay."

The tourist rolled his eyes at him, "Hehe."

Compared with the predictable cannon fodder ending of being tortured and killed by the brigade, it would be hell for her to betray the human world and introduce devils into the village.It's not that people in this world can't know her origin, it's just that Kurolo can't know.

This paper man is horrible.In the comics, you can kill the Kuruta family just because you want, because you can kill everyone in the auction, both good and bad, outsiders and Meteor Street people, except for the brigade No, even if it is a companion, as long as the brigade itself can continue, it doesn't matter who dies.

As he himself said: the footsteps of spiders never stop.

How could such a person tell him!

Even if it is only a one-in-a-million possibility, Kuroro became interested in the human world and wanted to take a look.There is a one-in-a-million possibility that he found a way in the past to bring disasters to the people of the present world.Leading the way, she couldn't even forgive herself.

Tourists cherish their lives very much, and take their own lives very seriously, but they are only serious.In order to protect something more important, personal life and death are not worth mentioning.

"Kurolo, I'm really not good at dealing with people like you." The tourist sighed resignedly, full of exhaustion, "You're right, I'm really not good at lying, let's put away the hypocrisy and politeness, and tell me directly You."

The tourist stared at him with burning eyes and was extremely resolute, "No matter what you want to ask or know, you won't get any answer from me. Kill or scratch, it's up to you."

Kuroro smiled even wider, as if he had already got the answer he wanted.

Indeed, tourists also know that she said this, which is no different from admitting it.But it is precisely because of this that there is a glimmer of life, 99% and 100% correct, it seems that there is only a little difference, but in fact it is very different.Tourists can only pray that Kurolo is the 99%.In addition, she has no better way to deal with it.

The visitor had to sadly admit that she wasn't really smart.

"Fei Tan, I'll leave it to you." Kuroro said with a smile, "Don't kill her, let her live."

"Torture and interrogation with death as the bottom line?" Fei Tan let out a soft click, and looked at the tourists maliciously with his dark eyes, "Okay."

The same is golden eyes, why is this little dwarf so annoying?

The tourist suppressed his panic, looked at Kuroro with a little surprise, and asked tentatively, "Kuroro, don't you really think that torture can make me change my mind?"

Kuroro smiled, without much expectation, "I just want to try."

The tourist nodded and said in agreement, "It makes sense, whether it is useful or not, you will know once you try it."

"Then it's up to you, and I can't resist."

"Hisuo." Kurolo stared at Hisoka intently, "Is there any objection to handing over Miss Tourist to Fei Tan?"

Hello Kurolo!This kind of thing has been decided by the head, so there is no need to ask, right? !I also want to take the opportunity to test my teammates, so the fox's tail is up!We are comrades-in-arms who promised to keep each other secret!

Hisoka, who was inexplicably classified as a teammate, did not promise to keep it secret.

"No...I'm not interested~"

As expected of my teammate!Really top ah.

Tourists who are dragged all the way and don't forget to blow rainbow farts.

However, she always had an inexplicable feeling that Hisoka also wanted to see her get beaten?It must be an illusion, right?They have a good relationship, right?

tourist unhappy

"I will treat you well." Fei Tan smiled sullenly, he undoubtedly enjoyed this, especially when the object was a woman he hated.

The tourist glanced at him, turned his head and said casually: "Please go ahead."

The tourist stopped laughing very quickly, and even though she tried her best to keep smiling, she just barely pulled the corners of her mouth, showing an expression uglier than crying.

Feitan's torture techniques are exquisite and experienced.

He didn't just peel off the whole nail all at once, but first inserted a small wooden thorn into the gap between his fingers, and then tapped the wooden thorn slowly to make it sink deeper.

The tourist gasped, the foreign body invaded and the rough pain made her very irritable.She felt that her nails and fingertips were two boards of different thicknesses, the wooden thorn was a nail, and Feitan was a craftsman who wanted to peel off the two boards that were glued together perfectly.

His technique was very good, there was only a little flesh sticking to the half-turned fingernail, and Feitan cut it off with his fingernail.

Tourists looked at the sky with distracted eyes and tiny beads of sweat on their foreheads.She tried her best to concentrate, trying to think about something that would be beneficial to her current situation, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Soon, he succeeded, the blood-stained hand naturally fell down, and the slender blood vessels throbbed so intensely that the visitor vaguely felt that all of her nails were gone.

Feitan aimed at the next piece of nail again, and he showed a completely different patience from his usual personality towards the tourists, or the torture itself.

The tourist thought about it, and counting the toes, she still had nineteen pieces to peel off, which means that this kind of torture can be repeated up to nineteen times, and more drastic methods will be used later.Feitan received the order that everything is allowed except killing.

Is there any way to make him "foul"?

The tourist thought hard, the pain made it harder for her not-so-bright mind to function.

When Fei Tan carefully put away the dropped item, the visitor said.

"I can tell you where I come from."

"Oh?" Fei Tan's eyes were wide open, and he could see that he hadn't enjoyed himself enough, his face was full of desire and dissatisfaction, "Hurry up!"

"From your mother's belly! Stupid!"

The tourist let out an exaggerated laugh, and the next moment he received a heavy punch on the face.The tourist coughed violently, and the broken teeth fell to the ground mixed with blood.

"Fitan."

Kuroro took a few seconds out of his comfortable reading time and looked over there.

"It's not yet clear whether she is a necessary condition for connecting to another world. She still has value."

"Ah, I see." Fei Tan replied irritably twice, looking at the tourist as if saying that she was lucky.He took out a dagger out of nowhere, raised the knife and dropped it, cut off a thin piece of meat from the tourist's shoulder, and immediately covered it with reading to stop the bleeding.

The tourist was so painful that his face was hideous, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only scold his mother in his heart.

After Fei Tan chipped off a few slices as if venting his anger, he soon became bored, tired of this fast way of punishment, and he wanted to take his time with this woman who disliked her the first time he met her.

Fei Tan picked up a stone the size of an egg, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at the tourist's finger. The tourist let out a scream and burst into tears.

By the time one hand was smashed, all five phalanges were crushed, bloody and bloody, like pieces of sausage mixed with bones, the tourist had already convulsed