[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

December 1994, 12 - Weather: Overcast - Mood: ...

Sorry, I am late.

The trees in the forest are tall, and the evergreen trees are still covered with a comfortable emerald green, and they are full of energy in a forest of dead branches and leaves.

Shen Jingbing got off the aircraft and took a deep breath. The cold winter air was cold all the way from the nose to the heart. Even with the constant temperature safety clothing, Shen Jingbing couldn't help shivering.

winter...

Shen Jingbing retracted the aircraft, and looked along a forest path that was clearly formed by people walking frequently.

Even though the path was full of fallen leaves, it was still obvious to Shen Jingbing.

What carelessness.

But it doesn't matter if it's really careless to hide in such a deep place.

After all, the Kuruta people will move their residences every so often, shuttling in various deep mountains and old forests, avoiding the hunt and capture of various forces. The hunter guilds that protect them are also often ignorant of their location.

This can be seen from the fact that it took nearly a year for the Phantom Troupe to finalize its final plan.

As for why Shen Jingbing feels that the Phantom Troupe has been planning for this for a whole year, it is because the time when Kuroro first saw the red eye and showed interest was exactly a year ago when they just stopped .

At that time, Kuroro came to give him some things that the members got from free activities, and the fiery eyes that the ten old man gave him happened to be placed on the table.

Ku Luoluo asked a lot of things, but Shen Jingbing's memory of the Kuruta tribe at that time was almost blurred.

I didn't remember until I saw the memo.

"Actually, I really don't want to care about this kind of thing." Shen Jingbing said, "But knowing what's going to happen, it's a bit unacceptable to deal with those eyes."

"You can stop it, the scan shows you have a heat source three kilometers ahead of you," Lancelot said.

"En." Shen Jingbing sighed, patted her face and walked along the road in front of her. After walking a few tens of meters, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and her footsteps paused: "Lancelot, what should I say when I arrive? ...?"

"I don't understand you, master,"

"Should I just rush in and tell them that you are going to be exterminated and run?" Shen Jingbing rubbed her chin, "I feel a little stupid, whoever believes it is an idiot."

"I don't know, master." Lancelot thought for a while, "Maybe there will always be fools."

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Seriously, Lancelot.

We are doing business.

"Or you can pretend to be the attacker and rush in." Lancelot suggested.

"Then in two days, I will be approached by the Hunter Association for the crime of intentional injury, and I will be invited to the hunter headquarters to drink tea with the old chrysanthemum Nitro." Shen Jingbing rolled her eyes and continued walking, "Bah, the tea is still I sold it to him!"

"But this way they will get out of here as quickly as possible."

"Then do you think I'm going to let the dragon get them, or let the elves get them?" Shen Jingbing asked, "I rushed in to deliver food, you see, I don't even have biceps."

Shen Jingbing said and squeezed his arm.

En soft.

I heard that the flesh on the inside of the forearm is the same as the touch of a woman's breast.

Shen Jingbing thought about it, and squeezed again.

Emma is soft.

Hey hey.

Lancelot scanned the silly smile on Shen Jingbing's face, and silently stopped thinking about continuing to communicate with him.

Shen Jingbing noticed the silence of her love, put away the smile on her face, coughed a few times, bowed her head and walked forward without saying a word.

If the Kuruta people don't believe him or don't want to move for the time being, Shen Jingbing doesn't mind letting the dragon take them away one by one.

As for the reward for saving the entire rare race, Shen Jingbing felt that he could just ask the Hunter Association for it.

Simply witty.

There is no sense of guilt at all for cheating the local tycoon's Hunter Association.

Shen Jingbing rubbed her chin.

Except for the occasional contact with people sent by the Hunter Association, the Kuruta people have not had contact with outsiders for a long time.

It was a long time after they confirmed the new residence, and after confirming that it was really safe, they would send someone to notify the Hunter Association to follow up their situation a little bit, and they used the most primitive artificial information transmission.

That is, their people went to the Hunter Association by themselves and communicated face to face with the president of the Hunter Association.

You must know that this is already the safest way, whether it is the phone or the Internet, it is too easy to be tracked. The most indispensable thing in this world is speculators and people who are crazy for money.

And these people often give up everything in order to achieve their goals.

Since Nitro took the position of the president of the Hunter Association, the life of the Kuruta people has become much more stable.

They had lived peacefully in one place for decades, until half a year ago a group of people discovered the survival point, which forced them to leave the previous place and search for a deep forest suitable for living.

They are far away from the world, hoping to escape the noise.

"Lancelot, does the Hunter Association know about this place?" Shen Jingbing asked.

Lancelot directly hacked into the Hunter Association's system, searched without a trace, and replied: "I already know, they sent people here to contact them three days ago."

"Oh." Shen Jingbing nodded, then was taken aback, "Wait, you said three days ago!?"

"Yes Master."

"...It's too bad, Lancelot." Shen Jingbing counted the days, "I have a bad feeling."

three days ago.

November NO.30 happened to be the last time I saw Kuroro, and it was also the time when Kuroro told him about this event.

From Youkexin to here, a normal airship flight takes about two and a half days, and it will land in a remote town about half a day's drive away from the place where the Kuluta people live.

If it is a special mission from the Hunter Association, it should be able to go further inside.

And although the forest is not open to traffic, at Kurollo's speed, it is not much slower than an off-road vehicle.

It was noon on NO.30 when Kuroro left. If he got the qualification of this mission again or—— snatched the qualification of this mission, then this person may already be in the village where the Kuruta people live .

Shen Jingbing has been with the spiders for such a long time, and she can almost guess all their next plans along this line.

"Should I try to think of a better place?" Shen Jingbing looked at the fairly peaceful and stable village in front of him, and said in a low voice, "For example, other spiders are still on the way and haven't come, or Kurolo didn't get this qualification. ..."

"Didn't get what?"

"..." Shen Jingbing silently looked at Kuroro who appeared in front of him.

The other party looked at him with a smile and cold eyes.

Shen Jingbing looked back expressionlessly.

As expected, Brother Shen's IQ was crushed.

"Shen, I thought you wouldn't come." Ku Luoluo said, stretched out his hand to hook Shen Jingbing's neck, looked like two good brothers, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I didn't expect that you are still so... Kind."

His last two words were especially subtle.

"Thank you for the compliment." Shen Jingbing watched Kuroro greet the people along the way familiarly, and turned his eyes to see the smiling knight next to him helping a pregnant woman move things, and his heart gradually sank.

Lancelot, no matter what I do now, Chrollo and the others must already have a good reputation and friendship in the eyes of these people, what should I do?

"Kill them," Lancelot said.

Shen Jingbing looked at the Kuruta man with a gentle smile on his face, then looked down at his hands, and finally his eyes fell on Kuroro's neck.

The feeling of being stared at his vitals made the sensitive head of the Phantom Brigade suddenly turn his head to look at the people around him.

"What are you thinking, Shen?"

"I thought you could guess it." Shen Jingbing looked up at Kuroro, "Don't you know me well?"

"Indeed." Kuroro nodded, reached out to hold Shen Jingbing's hand, and put it on his neck, "So I know, you can't do it."

Shen Jingbing squinted her eyes, and gradually tightened her hands.

Kuroro looked at him with a smile, which was particularly sarcastic and obtrusive in Shen Jingbing's eyes.

Shen Jingbing frowned, feeling the rhythm of her heart beating gradually faster with the palms of her hands on her neck.

With a little more force, the man can no longer breathe.

If you use a little more force, this person will die easily.

With a little more effort, this man will...

"I think..." Shen Jingbing's hand that almost pinched into Kuroro's flesh hangs down, "You're right."

I cannot kill, Lancelot.

Not to get bloody with my own hands, this is the last and only thing I can insist on.

"If you don't kill me, they will die."

As soon as Kuroro finished speaking, a huge fireball suddenly exploded in the center of the village. The heat wave and the blast wave overturned the clods of soil, and the scalding wind rushed towards the face, making people almost suffocating.

"Oh, good man." Kuroro said, a dagger appeared in his hand at some point, and it directly stabbed into the heart of the terrified Kuruta woman who ran over to him for help.

The woman looked at Kuroro in disbelief, the severe pain made her pale, but her beautiful green eyes became fiery red, just like the blooming roses that Shen Jingbing saw in Hisoka's room before.

Bright and moving, like a burning flame, smart but full of hatred and horror.

"It's so beautiful." Kuroro sighed, and pulled the dagger out of the woman's hand.

Bring out a cruel blood.

It wasn't the first time for Shen Jingbing to watch the brigade kill people, but this time it made him stiffen and his mind went blank.

The safety suit quickly gave him a tranquillizer, calming his emotions and relaxing his muscles, but it didn't help.

Even though she was able to act as usual, Shen Jingbing stopped stiffly in place as if she had been cast a spell of immobilization, and watched what happened in front of her with wide eyes.

This is a one-sided slaughter.

Shen Jingbing has seen tragic wars, fierce fighting, and all kinds of bloody and bloodless battles, but she will never be able to accept this kind of unilateral massacre.

Regardless of men, women or children, wherever the brigade can see and everyone they can see, they all turn into corpses in an instant. The Kuruta warriors who live a comfortable life are no match for the spiders who have been walking on the edge of life and death since childhood , They could only lose their lives amidst angry roars and howls.

They thought the spider was a friend and ran headfirst into the spider's web.

Then it was paralyzed, and finally it was torn apart and swallowed clean.

Shen Jingbing looked at the burning village in front of him, his eyes were dazed and dull.

This is the brigade.

This is the Phantom Troupe.

And he had been with such a brigade for so long and even moved with them.

simply……

Shen Jingbing was brought back to her sanity by a sudden impact force.

The blond-haired, green-eyed boy looked like a deer that had run into a hunter's trap, looking at him in horror and panic, with fear and hatred in his eyes, and tears.

Shen Jingbing bent down, picked up the little boy, buried his head in his shoulder, closed his eyes and patted the boy on the back.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The young man finally broke down under such consolation, he didn't even have time to think whether this person was a real friend, he just hugged Shen Jingbing's neck tightly and cried loudly.

Shen Jingbing stood for a while, looking at everything in front of her, as if she wanted to engrave these into her heart.

After a while, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going? Shen." Kuroro reached out to stop him.

"Find this child a safe place to stay." Shen Jingbing looked at Kurolo, and said sarcastically, "Aren't you going to pack up your spoils? Mr. Head of the Phantom Brigade."

Kuroro looked at him for a while, with a gentle smile on his bloody face, and he spoke clearly: "Hypocrisy."

"I'm hypocrisy, what's wrong with hypocrisy?" Shen Jingbing sprayed back without giving in, raising her hand and throwing out a giant water dragon.

When Kuroro saw the dragon, his expression sank.

Shen Jingbing hugged the Kuruta boy, leaned against the giant dragon that was anxious about the surrounding fire and spewed out several water arrows, and sneered.

"If you don't accept it, you fucking bite me!"