[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

November 1994, 11 - Weather: Overcast - Mood: Emma

I always feel that something has lifted the seal.

Something seems to have been figured out somewhere.

"Oh." Shen Jingbing nodded.

As one of the treasures of the hunter plane, Shen Jingbing certainly knows about the red eye.

"But I haven't seen any reports about Red Eye recently." Shen Jingbing checked the keywords and found that there was no news about Red Eye recently.

Ku Luoluo looked at Shen Jingbing, pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and opened the store door and left.

Shen Jingbing looked at his back for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Lancelot, open the memo I made here earlier."

The interface that popped up in front of him covered Shen Jingbing's entire field of vision, and the small letters were neatly arranged in vertical columns.

These are the plots and settings of some dramas that Shen Jingbing can remember in his mind after experiencing two familiar planes—or in other words, the planes of the dramas—to Lancelot. In case I stay in the plane for too long and forget these things, and add stumbling blocks to my way of making money.

Lancelot thoughtfully organized a memo for his messy joy that didn't match up with the words at that time.

This is why Shen Jingbing can still remember the main line of these planes relatively clearly after experiencing so many planes.

Shen Jingbing clicked on the entry that was marked as hunter, and saw the Phantom Troupe in the subdirectory.

"Fiery red eyes..." Shen Jing looked at it for a while, "Kuruta tribe..."

"According to your remarks, the brigade will wipe out the Kuruta tribe." Lancelot paused, "No, there is an orphan."

"En." Shen Jingbing nodded, "So they stopped for so long, in fact, it was for such a big vote..."

"Do you want to stop it?"

"Why should I stop it?" Shen Jingbing raised her eyebrows, "When the red eye comes to me, if the amount of shots is controlled properly, it will be enough for me to earn a lot of money."

"..." Lancelot was silent for a while, and then enlarged the font of the memo, which was almost close to Shen Jingbing's face, "You said in the memo that you want to save the Kuruta tribe."

Shen Jingbing was startled, he looked at the clear words in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

He did.

What did you think at the time?

It seems that the Kuruta people have lived in seclusion and isolated from the world for generations, but because of their fiery red eyes, they were slaughtered as livestock by those with a heart of hunting for treasures. In order to keep the eyes of the Kuruta people in fiery red, In life these poor souls may have been insulted and terribly stimulated.

No one would want to try this taste, even if they die, they will die uneasy.

Shen Jingbing felt that such words were really too much.

"Ah." Shen Jingbing was stunned for a while, and finally spit out a meaningless syllable, "But if there is a breakdown with the Phantom Troupe..."

"Why do you care so much about the Phantom Troupe?" Lancelot asked, "Beating the enemy, the Hunter's Association, and the ten old men, none of them will bring you less wealth than the Phantom Troupe."

Shen Jingbing fell silent.

"...Maybe it's because they were the first people I met who had an impression?" Shen Jing held her chin, "I didn't even think about it when you asked me that."

"You value the Phantom Troupe too much, and their value—at least the current value is not enough for you to value them so much, Master." There was a hint of disapproval in Lancelot's tone, "And if you don't interfere with things In the known future, the Phantom Troupe also suffered heavy losses, and the outcome is unknown."

Shen Jingbing was stunned for a while, "Well...that's right."

"I've wanted to say it a long time ago, master." Lancelot asked very seriously: "Have you taken a fancy to Kuroro?"

No, I love Ma Ma.

"Why do you think so?" Shen Jingbing looked surprised.

"Because you stayed in Meteor Street for nearly two years for the Phantom Troupe, it shouldn't be."

"I stayed on Meteor Street for two years because I thought the boss would take care of everything soon and take me back." Shen Jingbing held her chin and rubbed her chin. "At first I only wanted to help the Phantom Troupe. I sold it directly to our store, but I didn’t expect the boss to pick me up after so long.”

Then I got used to the life of the Phantom Troupe.

Shen Jingbing sighed deeply.

Not only that, because he has lived with the Phantom Troupe for so long, Kuroro seems to treat him as his own - he does not hide him at all in these actions, and even takes him with him during large-scale events.

Shen Jingbing wanted to overcome her shortcoming of being afraid of the dark and ghosts, so she followed them without substantive rebuttals.

This has proven to be very effective.

But the price was that he was subtly influenced by the concept of the brigade.

——When everyone around you thinks that killing and seizing treasures is not wrong, those who disagree are the outliers with wrong views.

Shen Jingbing didn't want to be an outlier, and his ordinary herd mentality made him quickly adapt to the behavior and style of the brigade.

"Actually, I realized very early on the problem of the three views." Shen Jingbing said, "Staying with this group of people all the time, the hands and the things they bought are not very clean. It is really not worthwhile to refuse."

Lancelot remained silent.

"However, I don't intend to let myself break my promise." Shen Jingbing grinned, and looked down at the titanium ore in her hand, "Kuroro has been planning for so long, and he only told me at the last moment, probably because he thought I would have this Stop him with this idea."

"Krollo knows you well."

"Yes, he still knows a lot of things. He knows a lot about what he should know and what he shouldn't know." Shen Jingbing shrugged.

Kuroro is a pretty scary guy.

Shen Jingbing actually didn't want to communicate with him more or get along alone.

Because IQ crushing is too cruel.

Every time Shen Jingbing confronted Kuroro, she could only hug her crooked skill tree and cry.

Every time she quarreled with Kuroro, Shen Jingbing felt that when Ma Ma gave birth to him, he didn't have the skill of IQ at all.

If he wants to experience the thrill of being suppressed by IQ, he can only find it in Wo Jin, but Wo Jin will tell the members when he turns around.

At that time, it was still he who was crushed.

oh oh oh.

I just want to cry.

"Lancelot, where did you put the pair of fiery red eyes that the old man gave me?" Shen Jingbing got up from the sofa and asked casually when she found that the thing she was looking for was not in the ring.

"In Hisoka's room, he saw it before and said he liked it very much, so he took it away."

Shen Jingbing nodded, yawned, rubbed her eyes and walked into Hisoka's room, her gaze paused on a bouquet of blooming roses.

"Fuck..." Shen Jingbing stared blankly at the bouquet of bright dewy roses in the vase, "Isn't Hisoka the kind who brings people back and makes love? Playing romance?"

"That's the unnamed carnivorous plant you brought out from the Puli Forest." Lancelot's voice was dull. "The rose is just a disguise. Hisoka said he liked it and took it away."

"It sounds like Hisoka took a lot of things." Shen Jingbing laughed twice, smacked her lips, and waved her hands very boldly: "My dear son! It doesn't matter if you take more."

Hisoka, who had just entered the living room, paused, looked up in the direction of his room upstairs, raised his eyebrows and snorted.

Four years have allowed the boy to grow up.

Their bodies have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and their bodies have also become healthy and beautiful due to the continuous exercise from the outside world, and their muscle lines are almost perfect.

Hisoka didn't know when he fell in love with the clown costume and heavy makeup, but Shen Jingbing knew that the makeup on his face was not real makeup but just a layer of thoughts covering his face.

Hisoka calls it a frivolous illusion.

"Shen, what are you looking for?" Hisoka leaned against the door of his room, knocked on the door, and asked.

"Where is the red eye you took away earlier? I need it for something." Shen Jing continued to scan Hisoka's room without turning her head.

He needs to directly locate the location of the Kuruta tribe through the cell organization of the red eye.

Shen Jingbing couldn't follow Ku Luoluo, because it would be too late by then.

Since Kuroro said that this is the latest activity, it is almost a precursor to preparing to do something, so the hiding place of the Kuruta tribe should not be blocked or particularly inaccessible.

"Fiery red eyes?" Hisoka squinted his eyes as if thinking for a while, "Isn't that the goal of Kuroro and the others this time? Shen, are you going to act with them again?"

"Hisuo." Shen Jingbing withdrew her gaze, looked back at the boy who was already taller than him, and clicked softly, "Did I tell you that I don't like going out with them? Besides, I'm actually not very I like the Phantom Troupe...probably."

"perhaps?"

"..." Shen Jingbing groaned twice, "Where are the red eyes?"

Hisoka walked into the room, dug out a container from a dusty box in the corner, and threw it to Shen Jingbing casually.

Shen Jingbing looked at him with shameful eyes that were reckless.

Hisoka looked at him and smiled.

Shen Jingbing was covered in goosebumps from the laughter, she shrank her neck and stared at him for a while, thinking that Hisoka later joined the Phantom Brigade in order to have a [/deleted] with Kuroro [deleted], but finally did not say anything What, turned and left the room.

Hisoka kicked the box aside, rested his chin and looked at the door closed by Shen Jingbing, and stretched out his hand to hook the very old game console on the table.

It was the one Shen Jingbing met him for the first time.

"I don't like it..." Hisoka held his chin, played with the game console in his hand, and grinned.