Killer of this generation

When the dark and gloomy light spread unevenly across the moldy and dilapidated room like paste, Beisha opened her eyes, and the feeling of lethargy slowly flowed away from her fingertips. She sat up and rubbed her slightly swollen eyes , After three seconds of confusion, he realized that he had returned to Meteor Street.

"you're awake?"

Beisha turned her head following the hoarse voice, which was low but suppressed excitement. The short man in a dark blue robe was sitting cross-legged on the damp muddy ground with his back to her. A bloody iron pick got stuck under the nails of another middle-aged man.

Judging from the body of this middle-aged man covered with holes, mud and blood, it is obvious that he has suffered several inhuman treatment before, and at this moment it seems that he doesn't even have the strength to struggle and resist.

"Who is this man?"

Beisha grasped the edge of the wooden plank used as a bed with both hands, leaned forward and moved closer, the dim light prevented her from seeing the man's face clearly.

"Hey! I want to ask you a question!" Fei Tan slapped the man twice with his forehand and backhand. In an instant, the iron chain grabbed the steel pipe and jingled loudly. With the remaining strength left to breathe heavily, he couldn't speak at all.

"Damn it!" Fei Tan spat, picked up a short dagger that was scattered on the ground, and stabbed it into the man's knee. With a slight force, a whole white kneecap was picked out, "Ask you What about the words! Say or not!"

Immediately, the man creaked and shook his head indiscriminately, and then his body convulsed and twitched unbearably. Beisha saw his uncontrollable eyes rolled up, revealing the whites of his bloodshot eyes.

The bloody smell mixed with the musty smell rushed into the nostrils, and Bei Sha frowned slightly.

"Ah! I forgot! This old guy's tongue has already been cut off by me." Feitan turned his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.

Bei Sha gave him a blank look, "You did it on purpose."

Fei Tan didn't respond, he reached out to change the torture device, and a blood jet spurted out immediately.

"My technique of torture is very good." Fei Tan paused, "If it wasn't for the fact that the captain forbade you, maybe you would think so now." After finishing speaking, he casually grabbed the man in a torn cloth strip. The coat wiped the blood stains from his hands.

"Thank you, no need." Bei Sha secretly rolled her eyes when Fei Tan turned her back.

"This old guy is from the side of the rabbit ears, what's his name? Oh, Irs. Finx was caught when he was picking up girls." Feitan still buried his head and muttered.

Hearing this, Beisha jumped out of bed, bent over Feitan's head and got closer.

"Oh." She tilted her head, "Uncle Feitan's skills are really superb."

"Hmph." Fei Tan raised the corners of his lips calmly.

"But why did Fei Tan join the brigade in the first place?"

Suddenly, Fei Tan's expression turned cold, "You don't need to know this."

The deflated Beisha shrugged her shoulders boredly, "Yes, I just find it strange that Uncle Feitan and your Captain Kuroro have so many different interests and hobbies, why are you willing to follow them all the time. "The scene of Kuroro sitting on the broken sofa in the lobby of the base and reading a book instantly appeared in Beisha's mind.

Of course, she was even more curious about the reason why the first head was expelled from the Phantom Troupe.

Fei Tan stopped what he was doing, showing a faint murderous look, "You want to trick me?"

"Please, it's not classified information."

At this time, Fei Tan's eyes suddenly became a little unnatural, he hummed pretentiously, and then said in an ambiguous and frivolous tone: "I didn't realize that you are still so interested in my affairs."

Bei Sha felt a little terrified by Fei Tan's evil eyes, so she immediately changed the topic, "However, after all, spiders can't really do anything wrong, right. Although Kurolo said so."

"What did you say."

"No matter what, after leaving Meteor Street, the brigade will be more or less restricted. For example, they will still be afraid of beating the enemy. It doesn't matter if No. 8 is killed or let Curt join the group. , even if the person who kidnapped the mother-in-law of the third district finally sent her back properly."

"You mean to say that the leader is a coward! Be careful!" These words obviously angered Fei Tan, "The leader is just playing with the enemy-beater like a plaything!"

The poor man Irs who was tied up and went into shock was the first to suffer. Feitan broke his hamstring without saying anything to vent his anger, and pulled the whole white and miserable hamstring away from the muscle. On the damp muddy ground, it hurts to see the blood and blood.

Beisha bared her teeth and trembled all over.

"where did you go?!"

A short dagger flew over and nailed it straight to the door.

Bei Sha turned her head away silently, with a slightly crying voice, "Communication barrier, I just asked casually. Well...I'm going out to get some air. The smell of blood and mold is too strong here, and I want to vomit." Seeing Fei Tan's expressionless expression, she added with a smile on her face, "Oh, don't stare so closely, be careful not to worry about getting too many wrinkles."

"If you dare to sneak away, I can chase you back from the ends of the earth. As for the end..." The ruthless threat warning overflowed the gloomy and hoarse voice.

Beisha pulled out a stiff smile in embarrassment and nodded repeatedly.

"Hello!" Feitan called out to her again just as the door was closing, and Beisha turned her head away.

Fei Tan stretched out his index finger and pointed this way, "Don't even think about going anywhere, just stay by my side."

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When the crooked wooden door closed behind her, Beisha breathed a sigh of relief, and closed it behind Feitan's last sentence of "threat" or "confession" which didn't have a very clear meaning.

Looking around the empty base hall, there was no one.A section of cement pipe that was suspected to be construction waste material was stacked on one side alone, which was the place where she stayed most often in the past few days. Looking down on all the spiders from the perspective of a bystander, it's a pity that the one who wants to peek most unscrupulously in those days is not there.

Bessa turned her head.The orange-red sunset passed through the hall, and painted a thick ink on the armrest of Kuroro's long sofa by the window.She stepped forward and leaned against the open gate of the base, folded her hands on her chest and squinted her eyes to look at the huge orange-red sunset on the top of the endless garbage mountain opposite.

Another windless summer is coming to an end.

In the trance of orange and yellow, Beisha suddenly found that there seemed to be a familiar figure on the opposite slope of the rubbish mountain. When her heart missed half a beat, a trace of uncontrollable joy flooded into her heart.

With both hands, she quickly climbed up the not-so-steep garbage hill, and when she took a closer look, it was indeed him.Bei Sha took a breather on the spot before slowly moving over.

She carefully sat down beside him, the unique fragrance of his body seemed to overwhelm the rotten smell of garbage and float towards her gently, she knew that this was all her own illusion, how could there be any fragrance that could cover the four seasons here What about the rancidity of fermentation, not to mention the faint fragrance.However, she felt that she still caught the unique fragrance of his body that was slightly scattered in the air.

Beisha hugged her knees with both hands, and sat beside Curt who was lying on his back on the garbage slope, quietly watching the hazy evening, he closed his eyes lightly and did not speak.

After a long time, she pulled out a discarded drum stick that was broken in two from her feet and lightly poked Curt's elbow.

"you're back."

Her voice seemed hoarse and trembling, but it did not prevent her from expressing her nervousness.

However, Curt didn't seem to want to bother, he quickly turned over.

Undaunted, Bessa stood up, went to the other side of Curt, squatted down, and poked again.

"Go away!"

Kurt frowned, waved his wide kimono sleeves, and turned over again.

Beisha looked at the back of his head, and it seemed that it didn't matter if she still played childish temper like this.So, she just sat down on the spot and continued to look at the sunset.

"Ahh!" She yelled as if venting to the rolling hills of garbage, and then the sky echoed over and over again.Kurt covered his ears with his hands.

Beisha spread out her palms and raised her hands to cover the orange halo of the setting sun, she couldn't help but

He sighed deeply: "In Meteor Street, where everything is available and nothing is there, only sunshine is the warmest, fairest and most free."

"idiot."

But there was his muffled muttering in her ear, she smiled and looked down at him, took the volley stick and poked his waist again, "Hey, are you okay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." It's all right, it's a mess, it's inexplicable.

Maybe it made Curt itchy, but he sat up abruptly, straightened his hair hastily, and then replied nonchalantly.There was a hint of stubborn fart on his usually indifferent and expressionless face.

"Oh? That's right." The rising voice was followed by a free and easy tone, "Forget it." Bei Sha clapped her palms as if relieved and stood up lightly, just as she was about to leave——

"Hey you!" Curt quickly grabbed the corner of her skirt, "You really think this is the end!!"

Bei Shan raised her eyebrows with her mouth open, with an expression of listening attentively.

"You still have to be responsible to me."

Curt's slightly lifted fair face was covered with a layer of halo in the orange-red sunset, his purple eyes were shining brightly, and the sudden wind filled his wide cuffs, making them rattle.

It was obviously a windless and sultry summer evening, Beisha swallowed unconsciously.

"You must compensate me for my spiritual loss and property loss, and the interest will also be included. Of course, I don't need money. I will spare no effort to search for the poor grease of you poor people. As for..." Curt looked up and down her figure with disdainful eyes, "...I'm not interested either. So, just come and work hard for me to pay off the debt."

"..." After listening to Curt's stern and plausible speech with a face of "I'm sorry for you", Beisha froze in place. She really shouldn't have found out with her conscience, this out-and-out devil.

"Besides, it's not difficult for you. Aren't you a Xiaoqiang physique? It doesn't matter how many times you die." Curt immediately raised a smirk.

"Enough is enough for you and me." Beisha squeezed out words one by one from between her teeth.

Curt looked up at her, his bad smile disappeared, and he looked hurt and lonely, "It's all about you. All my hard work was ruined by you. It's all about you."

Bei Sha froze for a moment, a faint pain spread from her heart, she couldn't see him showing such an expression in front of her, no matter it was real or fake, it didn't work.

"Okay, okay!" She looked away.

"Hmph. That's about the same."

Well, well, well, he's back to normal Curt again.Seeing Ke Te who was quietly sitting on the garbage slope watching the huge sunset, Bei Sha hesitated for a while, after experiencing countless ideological struggles,

Finally, he finally took out the necklace made of liquid mineral that was glowing blue.

"Here. I have recovered your property loss."

She handed it over carefully, and the drop-shaped pendant reflecting the orange-red sunset was dangling in the air. Curt glanced at it casually, turned his head and silently pretended not to see it.

"It's just that when I found it, there was already a piece missing here, and the craftsman said it couldn't be repaired." Beisha said softly, pointing to the incomplete corner of the pendant.

"What do you do with the things you throw away?" Curt closed his eyes and laid his head on his head with his hands on his back. He twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Whoever picks it up will return it. If you want it, you can take it." alright."

"But..." Beisha, who wanted to say a few more words, saw Curt's tough attitude, and had to swallow all the words that came to her lips, "Okay then. Come in quickly, Curt, they You should be back." She turned her head to look at the gray walled building that was riddled with holes under her feet.

Sliding down the rubbish hillside, before fully entering the gate of the base, Bei Sha was shocked by the scene in front of her and stayed where she was.

"Uh...how is it possible..."

The tattered long sofa was completely covered by the orange-red glow of the setting sun at this moment, and the sunken sofa springs could not bear the weight of the two extra people above it—Maggie and Kuroro.

Maggie was lying on Kuroro's body with her eyes closed, holding Kuroro's head in her hands, kissing him deeply, yes, they were kissing.

Beisha's eyes widened to accept the dramatic impact. At this moment, Kuroro opened her eyes slightly and looked in her direction. Suddenly, she felt a rush of heat rushing to her forehead, and her eyes wandered in panic, bewildered stand up.

"Public places, pay attention to the scale."

At this time, a gloomy and hoarse voice sounded, and Fei Tan came out of the room, and happened to bump into this scene.

Hearing this, Maggie slowly raised her head, her slightly red and swollen lips looked extremely sexy, and she flung Feitan a stern eye in dissatisfaction.

Oops!

"Kurt!"

Beisha, who came back to her senses, suddenly came to her senses. She hurriedly turned around to look for it, and sure enough, she saw a kimono sleeve flashing past at a corner of the rubbish hill.