All my brothers are from another world

Meteor city

8 pm.

The thief with the cross on his head closed the cheat book.

"The hunt begins."

There seems to be a strange sound.

The brown-haired boy rubbed his eyes, sat up on the bed, and the moonlight shone in the room.Gang Ji walked to the door in doubt. He stood at the door and pressed his hand on the doorknob.

"What is this?" Gang Ji squatted down without seeing clearly, and found that the bottom of the door seemed to be wet with some kind of liquid, and the water was tirelessly seeping down.

"Boom bang!!" The door of the room was suddenly hit hard, and the loud sound made Gangji back away in fright. The sound seemed like someone threw a heavy object on the wall trying to break the door in. Same.

There were shrill and confused shouts outside.

Tsuna heard the sound of bullets exploding.

Happened, what happened?

The brown-haired child took two steps back and fell to the ground. He was inside the door and did not dare to make a sound.

There was no more violent banging sound from outside the door.Gang Ji crouched down timidly, and looked out from under the crack of the door with a sideways face.

Black and red?Gangji rolled his eyes.

what is itStill moving.

Until a while, the red and white liquid slowly flowed down from it, with a pungent, indescribably disgusting smell.

Gang Ji was stunned, he held the door and stood up, he didn't know what that was.

It's noisy outside, but should I go back to bed and sleep?Can't sleep because of the noise.what to do?

The room is much bigger, by the way, let's go to the bathroom.The bathroom is brighter.There is a balcony.

The brown-haired child walked towards the bathroom dumbly, without turning on the light.

A piece of darkness.

Gang Ji in the mirror couldn't see his own appearance clearly, he walked towards the outside where the fire was shining.

It smells so good.Tsuna recalled, it was the smell of tulips.

"Gangji, what are you doing?" The light was suddenly turned on.

It's Mr. Vizier.

Tsunaki hadn't had time to think about it, such as why Mr. Vizier suddenly appeared in his room, or how did Mr. Vizier get in

Yes, for what purpose.

Now that the man appeared in front of him, Tsuna's eyes swept over Visil, and he was startled by the dark brown marks on the other's body and the continuous oozing red from his abdomen.

And...a smile on his face.

"What are you doing?" Vizier continued to ask the question just now.

"Uh..." the brown-haired child replied hesitantly, "I'm watching fireworks."

"Fireworks?" Tsuna pointed outside.

Said: "Fireworks."

The smile on Visil's face remained unchanged, he followed Tsuna's gaze and looked over, dense gunfire and shell sparks flickered in the pitch-black night, accompanied by roaring sounds from time to time.

The intermittent firelight illuminated the immature face of the brown-haired boy on one side.

"Cough, looking at it this way, it really looks like fireworks, cough cough." Vizier coughed twice, clutching his abdomen.

I really didn't expect that several forces would attack together. It was indeed a miscalculation, and Vizier frowned.

Tsunayoshi looked at the redness between the man's fingers, they looked like black ink under the moonlight.

"Sir, are you alright?" Gang Ji stepped forward: "I'll call the doctor over..."

But before he walked away, the man held his hand: "No need for a doctor."

Visil was still smiling, looking gentle and refined.

"This injury is not a hindrance."

"I came to see you to see my paintings."

"Come, come here."

In front of Tsuna Ji, the man pushed away the fixed mirror of the closet in the bedroom, and a narrow passage appeared in front of the two of them.

Gang Ji never knew that there was such a thing in his room, no, in fact, he only lived in it recently.

Vizier took Tsunaki's hand and walked down the dark stairs.

Surrounded by darkness, his eyes could see nothing, like a blind man who is blind.At a loss, he walked in the direction of the other party.

He was stumbling, and every moment seemed like he was about to fall to the ground in the next step, but he was pulled up violently.

Just when Tsuna was about to feel hopeless, a light appeared.The strong light made the normal saline flow out.

Around the bright hall, the lights shine on the giant

On the large curtain, like a splendid exhibition hall, there are all kinds of oil paintings of different colors.

So many portraits.

A lot of people.

Gangji stared blankly at the portraits placed around him.

Directly opposite Tsunaki, a long-haired, pretty little girl smiled sweetly at him.But Tsuna Kichi felt that this smile didn't seem right.

They share similarities.

Vizier leaned close to the brown-haired child, and his usually peaceful voice was filled with pride and excitement. He said to Tsunaki intimately, "Are you looking at Daisy?"

"Daisy?" Tsunaji repeated incomprehensibly, it didn't seem like a person's name.

"Daisy, that's my pet name."

Visil said with a smile, he came to the side of the painting, and looked at the girl in the painting with gentle eyes: "Look, she is as weak and harmless as a white daisy, isn't she?"

"Just like you, she is also a child from Meteor Street."

"The first time I saw you, I thought of this cute girl, but you know what Tsunaji," Visil returned to the side of the brown-haired child, his eyes were a bit confused Looking at Gangji's face: "You are different, not at all."

"You are different from that weak and fragile little flower that can be crushed easily."

"Have you noticed how beautiful the flames on your body are?" Visil raised his tone slightly, and he tore open the huge curtain in another area.

The curtain fell slowly, and the gorgeous painting appeared in Gangji's eyes, bright flames, clear and transparent.

"This beauty, even the blood of the fragile daisy cannot be painted out."

blood...

blood.

Tsunade looked at each other in disbelief.Did he get it wrong?

"You... Mr. Vizier..."

"Gangji, Gangji, you are an angel sent to me by heaven." Vizier opened his hands with a bit of madness, the hands were full of blood, and wanted to hug each other: "Your eyes, you are now His eyes are really beautiful, like flames. Do you know the seven beauties in the world? Come, come, good boy, let’s finish the final painting!"

The brown-haired child's warm pupils don't know what

When did it become like gilt.It seems that hot lava is flowing inside.

There was no expression on Tsuna's face, he seemed neither frightened nor sad.He just asked calmly, "Did Mr. Vizier kill them?"

The man bent down and replied in an elegant and easy-going way: "No, my angel." He pointed at the girl's bright smile.

"Look, look. They live forever in my paintings, this is the beauty of life."

Tsuna knew why the girl's smile was so familiar and strange.

It was terrified, terrified, but still had to hold up the smile on his face... with a dying smile that was about to be picked and dried up.

The beauty of life.

Life... Shouldn't it be respected?

Uncontrollably, the flame burned up bit by bit.

Like the color I saw for the first time, it is like the mercy of the gods, and it is endowed like the sky.

But, it was different again, Vizier reached out his hand obsessively, and he touched the flame.

No longer harmless like warm water, they were infected with a terrible and scorching temperature.

The temperature was so high that it didn't look like ordinary flames. They engulfed the skin one after another, and a painful feeling swept over them.

Visil picked up the flame in pain but without hesitation.

The flames burned in his hands and gave off a burnt smell.

The blood evaporates with the smoke.

Visil stretched out his hand towards the brown-haired child, bloody and bloody, and sent out the final invitation again.

"Come on, let's finish the final painting together."

He's about to meet an angel.

"Do not"

However, at the moment of finishing this sentence, flames seemed to be strung from the ground.

The weak flame was added with a handful of rotten firewood and burned violently, so warm and smooth, it swept directly like the waves.

The flames engulfed the man in front of him in an astonishing instant.

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Screams and howls of pain.

Tsunade twitched her lips.The red gilt pupils stared blankly at the burning fireball in front of them.

They scatter like dandelions, ignite

Countless paintings were burned, and all the characters inside were burned.

Everyone is smiling.

Tsuna raised his face, watching that huge painting was also engulfed by flames.

The so-called angel has a similar face to him.

The holy man hangs down to look around.Representing red love, tulips of confession and oath are entangled on it, as if advocating sin judgment and indulging in bewitchment.

The golden red pupils stared at him.

Then they all burned up one by one.

"It's not me." The flame passed itself.

He felt a little suffocated.

enclosed space.

Tears flowed down little by little.

Human beings are weak, and in this world, people die every moment.

The adults said that they all became shooting stars in the sky.

The beauty of meteors passing by is fleeting for an instant.

Everyone seems to have beautiful sayings about death.

But obviously death is very painful.

The brown-haired child ran up desperately, and fell on the steps that he couldn't see clearly, and was bruised and bruised from being knocked.

But it is still frantically facing the outside, even if it is crawling in a panic, it has to run frantically toward the top.

Because he doesn't want to die.

He is afraid.He can't appreciate death.

He just thinks death is a terrible thing.Because once you die, it seems that you will be abandoned by everything.

survive.The smell of rust spread in the mouth.

He must live! !