[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

Hunter calendar December 1989, 12 - the weather is cloudy - mood: quq Kurolo, let me tell you!

Don't think that I don't know today's Chinese New Year if I tear up the calendar!

Even if today is not Chinese New Year!

You tore up the calendar. January 1st is also New Year's Day!

I want to make dumplings for you! !

You have the ability to dislike me!

You have the ability to do it yourself!

You can do it yourself!

You have the ability to eat it!

Pooh!

In the past two years, Shen Jingbing has been flourishing in Meteor Street.

Under the threat that the three giant dragons could destroy a block in a minute, the elders thought about it and made a compromise with him.

The business in Shen Jingbing's store has become very good.

Because except for some living people and creatures, you can really buy anything you need from him-even including arms and airships.

Of course, these resources, which are quite precious to Meteor Street, are priced at extremely high prices, and not many people except the Presbyterians can afford them.

Most of the things those people came to buy were wound medicine and some cold weapons.

You must know that the price of guns for Meteor Street people is so high that ordinary residents can't afford it for a lifetime.

Not all the residents of Meteor Street can hold a nun in their hands.

But Meteor Street is also not short of some shops. It is impossible for the residents to send everything to the recycling station to obtain resources. What's more, those small shops can give them a lot more things than the recycling station, but the supply is quite unstable.

The appearance of Shen Jingbing undoubtedly gave them great hope.

And Shen Jingbing is also quite willing to do business with those Meteor Street people. Although the profit is very low, but because of his reputation, the elders who have always been very curious about his source of goods and are eager to move are restrained.

You know, even the Presbyterian Church, which is domineering and controls all the power in Meteor Street, is afraid that the residents will really rebel.

Ants kill elephants.

Ordinary residents are afraid of their power, and they are also afraid of the power formed by ordinary residents.

Because Shen Jingbing really makes the big money in Meteor Street is the Council of Presbyterians, and occasionally ordinary Meteor Street residents with inappropriate treasures will come to him to exchange for food or weapons, but the chance of such a small easter egg hitting him is very small Yes, after all, it is the place where the garbage is dumped, and the truly precious things are rarely thrown into the garbage dump.

Before, because they thought that Shen Jingbing was always going out of the door, there must be no source of goods, so the Presbyterian Council, who allowed him to expand his business, could only watch with bitterness as Shen Jingbing's reputation in Meteor Street was getting bigger and bigger. Not only did they dislike Shen Jingbing because of the previous incident, and they lost hope of winning over, but what made them vomit blood was that they had to ask Shen Jingbing to buy things from time to time.

After all, the price of Shen Jingbing's ammunition is a little cheaper than those sold outside, and it is much better in terms of performance.

Shen Jingbing sent a guest away with a smile, put away the smile and rubbed her face, sat down on the soft wicker chair, looked at the green ceiling with wide eyes, and took a deep breath.

It's been a year and a half.

On the b-level plane where the ratio of time to flow is 1:15, calculating the cosmic elapsed time, only a little over a month has passed.

The boss hasn't moved yet.

Shen Jingbing sighed deeply.

His time flow rate is calculated according to the history of the universe, and it has hardly changed in a year and a half.

The situation is downright scary.

"What's the matter?" The youth leader of the Phantom Brigade came down from upstairs and sat opposite him.

Shen Jingbing withdrew her eyes from the ceiling, looked at Kuroro, sighed again, and looked at Kuroro with her mouth, "Let's feel that the beauty is easy to grow old."

The boys and girls of the Phantom Troupe are growing the fastest, and they feel like they are changing every day, and their height is rising.

Of course, except Feitan.

This is a sad story.

This is a man who is not favored by the god of height.

Shen Jingbing glanced at Feitan who was playing games, and silently lit candles.

Two years is enough time for the Phantom Troupe to go from being wary of strangers to letting go of their wariness towards Shen Jingbing, a person who behaves quite plainly except for money.

Kuroro didn't expect that his small group could stay in this famous store on Meteor Street for so long in the past two years, and Shen Jingbing was quite tolerant towards them.

This made Ku Luoluo affirm that Shen Jingbing knew something.

about the future.

Otherwise, the Phantom Troupe, which has shown no value other than developing power in the Central District and Meteor Street in the past two years, definitely does not look like a team worthy of being treated like this by others.

Just look at the Presbyterians who have given up on them long ago.

"Speaking of which, are you still planning to leave Meteor Street?" Shen Jingbing knocked on the table, "I still have all your rents on the account, and that knight who always comes to grab something to eat."

"Why don't you ask Xi Suo for the rent." Ku Luoluo ignored Shen Jingbing's previous question, and looked at Shen Jingbing with a hint of accusation.

It's almost like saying Papa, you are so unfair, I want what my brother has!

Shen Jingbing shuddered because of her brain, and immediately sat up straight, looking at Kuroro very seriously: "Because Hisoka gave me money."

Chrollo was taken aback.

"Hisuo seems to know someone, and he looks like he has a job." Shen Jingbing expressed the emotion of my family's young son, "As soon as he has money, he will give it to me. In addition to deducting the rent, I have saved it for him, and it will definitely cost a lot of money when I go out."

I'm so fucking conscientious.

Kuroro, little fairy, if you don't give brother Qian a second to turn against you.

Kuroro met Shen Jingbing's gaze and smiled without saying a word.

It’s not that the Phantom Brigade has no money, as Shen Jingbing said, it will definitely cost money after going out, so they have been keeping it by themselves. This small group is doomed that they cannot throw all the money to others like Hisoka Walking around all by myself.

"Give me the rent." Shen Jingbing looked at Kuroro very unhappy, "Otherwise you will sell yourself to pay back the money."

"Hisuo's job..." Kuroro continued to ignore Shen Jingbing, and pondered for a while, "I met it last time, I remember it seems to be a killer."

After speaking, he smiled and looked at Shen Jingbing.

The past two years are enough for him to get a thorough understanding of Shen Jingbing, a person who hardly puts on any character pretense except for putting on a smiling face in front of customers who come to buy things.

Shen Jingbing is a kind person.

These two words are far away from Meteor Street, but in fact this person is indeed a kind person.

But there must be a dummy word in front of the word good.

Shen Jingbing has never had such nasty associations as "I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me". Apart from planning for his own future, he only looks at everything in front of him. .

He didn't kill people with his own hands, but countless people died outside this house in the past two years.

Shen Jingbing was able to step over the corpse without seeing or hearing.

He attaches great importance to money, but he will not use dark means to earn money for life, let alone make money for life.

But he would accept the money that Hisoka and the elders handed over to him without changing his face, and he would laugh happily when counting so much money.

But if someone asked him for help, he would help more or less.

Or when someone is short of cash and the things they bring are not enough to exchange for what they want, as long as the price difference is not too much, he will just say hello and go.

Although it was only quite measured, it gave him a reputation as a good person in Meteor Street.

So Shen Jingbing this person.

He is a contradictory and hypocritical good man.

Knowing the truth that Hisoka actually went to be a killer, Shen Jingbing was taken aback for a moment, and then said dryly: "Oh, so?"

"It's nothing." Ku Luoluo looked at Shen Jingbing's indifferent face, just smiled, stood up and made coffee.

Shen Jingbing continued to look up at the ceiling covered with green leaves in a daze.

The influence of the environment is quite scary.

Hey, if you don't show up soon, boss, my three views will almost be shattered.

Shen Jingbing rubbed his face, took the coffee cup Kuroro gave him and hugged him, huddled together in the rattan chair and closed his eyes in silence, as if about to fall asleep.

Ku Luoluo looked at Shen Jingbing's head bit by bit, looking extremely sleepy.

Just as he was about to finish the coffee in his cup and go out, Shen Jingbing suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked back at the calendar.

"Hey, it's the Chinese New Year." He said so.

Kuroro thought of Shen Jingbing's excited look at this time last year, and thought about what he ate that night, and silently tore off the paper with December 12 on the calendar, revealing the date of January 31, 1990. Paper, turned to look at Shen Jingbing with a smile.

"I forgot to tear it up yesterday."

Shen Jingbing: qaq

Don't be so obvious about disliking your landlord!

Can I still love it!

Can we still live happily together? !

You have the ability to dislike me, you have the ability to do it yourself!

Believe it or not, I called Hisoka, who learned to cook from me, back to cook you a New Year's Eve dinner!

Boo! !

After tearing up the calendar, Kuroro walked out refreshed.

Fei Tan, who was playing the game next to him but listened to the conversation with his ears up, was relieved. When he was distracted, he turned around and saw the screen of "lose" jumping out, and he pinched the handle when he clicked it.

Shen Jingbing took a look at Fei Tan, stood up and looked at the calendar, her pitiful appearance suddenly subsided, and then she laughed out loud.

"Come, come, let's make dumplings!"

Shen Jingbing was very happy to greet the people in the upstairs room and Feitan who was playing games, and after thinking about it, she took out the communicator and called Hisoka back.

The handle that Feitan was holding made a final groan, completely ending its life.

At night, the male members of the Phantom Brigade sat neatly at the dining table, and even the knight who had been working as an undercover agent for the elders to dig up information for Kuroro also sneaked over. The members at the table Their faces were quite stiff, and only Shen Jingbing smiled at Kuroro.

The two women were busy in the kitchen, but the movement sounded uncontrollably high.

Emma.

Isn't that what Maggie and Pike make?

It's better than Shen Jingbing tormenting on her own.

The group of teenagers thought so, and then Shen Jingbing burst their hope bubble with one sentence.

"I made a lot of fillings, leeks, mushrooms, pork, beef, and cabbage. You can choose your own when it comes out of the pot." Shen Jingbing's voice was full of joy, seeing the expression on his face suddenly The others were even happier.

Said brother Shen is terrible.

It's scarier to be angry.

Don't mess with Brother Shen.

Otherwise, I will show you the glass heart.

Taking revenge on society is a wonderful thing, it can make people feel good.

"Shen~" Hisoka pushed open the door and started to walk. After a year and a half of good food and living conditions, he has grown a lot taller. Except for small fruits and playing cards, he has not yet evolved into a waist-twisting clown and The degree of speaking Biao symbols.

Shen Jingbing looked back at him, thinking of the money Hisoka gave him, and felt that his mother was his real son.

It's worthy of him raising a bear child for a year and a half.

"I brought someone here, and he said he wanted to buy something." Hisoka sat down next to Shen Jingbing, looked around at the faces of those in the Phantom Troupe, glanced at the calendar, and suddenly understood, with a rippling smile: "Are you cooking again?"

"I don't." Shen Jingbing looked at Hisoka innocently, "Maggie and Pike are cooking."

After speaking, he stood up and looked at the guests who did not follow Hisoka into the restaurant.

Seems pretty polite.

"Hello, sir." Shen Jingbing walked out of the restaurant and looked at the long-haired boy standing under the tree in the living room looking up at the top of the tree, "What do you need?"

"A watchdog." The man looked away, looked at Shen Jingbing with dark eyes, and replied.