[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

Chapter 59 The Hunter: A Familiar Embrace

Hunter's Calendar December 1994, 12 - Weather: Sunny - Mood: Do you dare to answer the phone?

Boss, answer the phone.

Boss, answer the phone.

Boss, answer the phone.

Answer the phone!

phone!

Words!

Ah!

!

Shen Jingbing, a new mysterious businessman who emerged in recent years, has a close relationship with the Phantom Troupe. This is not a secret among several forces and figures who have a little closer dealings with Shen Jingbing.

This person met the Phantom Troupe on Meteor Street and brought them out of Meteor Street.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Jingbing was kind to the Phantom Troupe.

Although they all thought that the Phantom Troupe and Shen Jingbing, who came out of Meteor Street, would not care about such things as kindness, but the fact was beyond their expectations—the relationship between Shen Jingbing and the Phantom Troupe was leaving. In the years after Meteor Street was still in the honeymoon period, the two parties were tightly attached, and it seemed that there was no way for other people to intervene in it. The forces who wanted to drive a wedge between the brigade and Shen Jingbing to achieve the purpose of weakening the brigade, None were successful.

It's just that something hasn't seemed quite right lately.

Shen Jingbing sent away a person who came to test him under the guise of shopping, and the smile on his face quickly faded after the person disappeared from his sight.

He looked back at Kuroro and his new spider legs who had suddenly appeared in the living room without knowing it, and leaned against the door and looked upstairs.

The kid named Kurapika was sleeping in the upstairs room, his mood was very unstable, and his eyes always turned red inadvertently.

Kurapika used him as a life-saving straw, every time he woke up and didn't see him, he would cry aloud, and only when he was curled up in his arms would he look less pitiful.

Shen Jingbing had to give this child who was on the verge of collapse and was unwilling to face that his relatives and clansmen had been slaughtered to death.

He can't let the people who come and go in his shop see the orphan of Kuruta, after all, most of the people who come and go are not good people.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Jingbing looked at Kuroro with a cold face, and sneered, "Come to bite me?"

"Come to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots." Ku Luoluo looked at Shen Jingbing with a smile, "I don't have the habit of leaving threats, you know, Shen."

"But I want to cover him, what do you think?" Shen Jingbing raised her eyebrows.

Kuroro frowned, "You make me very distressed, Shen."

"My honor." Shen Jingbing began to smile again, "Kurolo, we—me, and the Phantom Troupe are over, you know?"

"Because of your sudden outburst of kindness?" Kurolo said with a smile: "The money in your hands is not clean."

"I don't care about what I haven't seen." Shen Jingbing said, "According to your logic, of course you can take what you don't own, but what if I collect the legitimate income from other people's labor?"

"Excessive words." Kuroro said.

"What logic do you need to talk to a robber?" Shen Jingbing sneered, and knocked on the door she was leaning against, "When I see you, I will think of bad things. Anyway, I am not necessary for you, am I? If not If it's business, you can leave."

"Of course there is a business." Kuroro no longer cared about Shen Jingbing's suddenly alienated attitude towards him. Sooner or later, Shen Jingbing would be like this, which was not beyond Kuroro's expectation.

But he knew that even if Shen Jingbing rejected the Phantom Troupe, he would not refuse money.

"As I said, red eyes." Behind Kurolo, the new spider with a gloating face shook his hands. There were a dozen eyeballs in formalin potion containers piled up on the table. Kuroro glanced up and looked up. Looking at Shen Jingbing, "I think you will like it."

"It's a pity, I don't like it at all." Shen Jingbing snorted coldly, "I don't really want to do your business, Mr. Captain."

Kuroro looked at Shen Jingbing in surprise.

Shen Jingbing looked at him with a grin.

The brigade is definitely not his only way to sell stolen goods, but his moves here are quick and trustworthy, and the prices are often very high.

The people in the brigade are not stupid, otherwise they wouldn't come to him to sell the little things they got from their private trips when there were no group activities.

"I don't like your style." Shen Jingbing said, "I think you who dug graves before are much cuter."

Ku Luoluo felt that he suddenly couldn't understand Shen Jingbing's brain circuit, "It's not that you haven't seen us kill people."

"It's not the same as killing people." Shen Jingbing shook her head. She was about to say something, but finally shook her head, "I will transfer the money from the previous titanium mine directly to your account, and then stop there."

Kuroro asked the people behind him to put away the fiery eyes on the table, and walked towards Shen Jingbing who was standing at the door, "I hope you won't regret it."

Shen Jingbing grinned, "I hope you all don't die well, besides, you..." He looked at the spider leg that had been looking at him provocatively, "You won't live long."

Kuroro glanced at Shen Jingbing, then looked at the burly man behind him, raised his eyebrows, stopped talking, turned and left the familiar small shop.

Shen Jingbing walked into the center of the living room with a few steps, and threw herself onto the soft sofa.

"Lancelot, locate those red eyes." Shen Jingbing stretched.

"Okay, master."

"I can't kill people with my own hands." Shen Jingbing rubbed her hands, "But I have plenty of ways to make the brigade upset."

"Shen..." The boy's voice was timid and trembling.

Shen Jingbing got up and went upstairs, bent down and picked up the 12-year-old Kurapika who poked his head out of the room, "I'm here."

"I'm hungry." Kurapika rubbed Shen Jingbing's shoulder, raised his head to meet Hisoka's cold gaze from the next room, and shivered.

"Okay, let's eat." Shen Jingbing rubbed the young boy's soft hair with a smile, "Kura, I'll take you to the Hunter Association in a few days. It's safe there and you can get a good education."

"I..." Kurapika wanted to refuse, but was suppressed by Hisoka's sudden outburst of evil thoughts.

He looked at Hisoka stiffly.

And the other party looked at him indifferently, as if looking at an ant.

Kurapika grabbed Shen Jingbing's collar tightly, and wanted to speak but couldn't hold back a word.

"Then it's decided!" Shen Jingbing smiled and decided where Kurapika was going next, and looked back to see Hisoka who had already put on an exaggerated smile, "Finish your meal, and then Hisoka, how long will you spend?" Tian also has to go out with me."

"En? ~What is Shen going to do~?"

"I'm going to rob." Shen Jing gritted her teeth, "I'll grab whatever the brigade sells, and whatever they want."

"...You are so narrow-minded, Shen."

"Do you know that I've been having nightmares every day since I came back from...?" Shen Jingbing looked at Hisoka, holding Kurapika in one hand, pointing at his eyes with the other, and approached Hisoka, "Did you see the dark circles under your eyes?" !"

Hisoka touched Shen Jingbing's fair-skinned face, "I didn't see it~"

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Kurapika clung to Shen Jingbing tightly, not even daring to look at Hisoka.

At the dining table, Hisoka looked at Kurapika intentionally or unintentionally, scaring the poor child so much that he couldn't hold the knife and fork steadily, and his eyes turned into rabbit eyes several times.

"Very nice." Hisoka said suddenly.

Shen Jingbing, who buried her head in her meal, looked up at the two of them blankly, and nodded after seeing Kurapika's red eyes, "It's pretty pretty."

Kurapika took a look at Shen Jingbing, and inexplicably settled down, the bright red faded, revealing a clear emerald green.

Shen Jingbing praised again, and then continued to work hard.

It is true that Kuroro is not only a quiet way to sell stolen goods, but the Phantom Brigade has never cheated on others for such a big list of red eyes. Now that they find someone else, it is undoubtedly a notice to those who are paying close attention to them. The honeymoon period with Shen Jingbing is finally over, I can't say if there is a falling out, but there must be a rift.

The Hunter Association and the tenth old man looked at the things in their hands and smiled.

After the Phantom Brigade lost such a strong rear support, the Hunter Association and the old man who had been frustrated for a long time immediately felt a lot better.

"Warrior." Kuroro glanced at the Kuruta genocide reported in the newspaper, then at their sudden soaring worth, and shouted "Spider's Brain".

"I'm here, leader." The knight pulled out his head from a pile of parts, and there was a large list of lists beside him, complaining: "Leader, I have already said not to fall out with Shen so early, these things It’s a hassle to deal with.”

"Get ready, we have to avoid it recently." Kuroro ignored the knight's complaints and gave an order.

The knight responded, and continued to sell the parts and lists with a bitter face.

"Also." Kuroro suddenly stopped in the middle of the walk, "We can prepare to find the new No. [-]."

The knight was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"He won't live long." After Kuroro finished speaking, he went back to the room by himself.

Leaving the knight sitting alone in the room with an inexplicable look on his face.

That night.

Shen Jingbing woke up suddenly and sat up from the bed.

The soft and warm pajamas exposed to the cold air of winter night can make people feel goosebumps all over their body.

Shen Jingbing touched her sweaty back, pursed her lips and frowned.

Dreamed again.

A beautiful blond woman with hollow bloody eye sockets, a ferocious twisted face, dust flying all over the sky and flames that dyed the entire sky red.

He stared blankly for a while with his eyes wide open, until he shivered from the cold.

Shen Jingbing finally couldn't hold back, climbed out of bed and took out the communicator, then hugged the communicator and huddled under the quilt, and took a deep breath when her body was warmed up.

"Lancelot, help me contact the boss."

"Okay, master."

The screen of the communicator flashed a few strings of incomprehensible codes in an instant, then stopped and flashed continuously.

Not connected.

"Call again." Shen Jingbing's voice was hoarse.

Not connected.

"Call again." Shen Jingbing exhaled.

White mist sprayed on the communicator's screen, blurring the blinking cursors and codes.

Still no connection.

Shen Jingbing lowered her eyes, and after a while, pursed her lips.

"Fight again."

Codes of different lengths flashed by, and the cursor kept flickering for timing.

"..." Shen Jingbing closed her eyes and waited for a while.

"No connection, master."

"beat."

"Di Di-"

Shen Jingbing stared wide-eyed, and suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up.

It was dark all around.

Shen Jingbing looked around with eyes that hadn't adapted to the darkness, and then fell into a warm embrace.

Long but familiar.