[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

The red-haired youth was a little disappointed, looking like he had been hit hard.

Probably no one used this reason to reject him.

Shelley actually doesn't like these weird guys at all. One aspect is that the clothes don't conform to her aesthetics, and the other aspect is this kind of behavior of coming to the door to kick the hall.

"Isn't it true that young people nowadays like to seek beatings?"

When she had breakfast the next day, she couldn't help asking Pariston and Kurapika, and the two golden retrievers looked terrified after hearing it, as if Shelley was going to find fault with them.

"Why do you ask me." Pariston ran to the director with the plate, and simply stood to eat: "Why don't you ask Kurolo, this person is a little older than me."

"Because I know he is."

The young man who was drinking milk glanced at Shelley, and it took him a long time to put down the milk glass, planning to go to work in a low-key manner.But Shelley stopped him and asked the redhead a question.

"What is his background, do you know?" Shelley asked casually: "I think he is still quite strange. If you don't have a clue here, I will come here by myself."

"let me."

"It's faster to process that way," Kuroro said.

Shelley glanced at him: "Yes."

Kurapika felt that what these two people said seemed to be a code word, and the meaning behind it was not necessarily good—he looked at the director and Pariston again, but the two seemed to have nothing happened .

"that……"

"You don't care about things you shouldn't care about." Pariston said to him quietly: "Just stay away."

"But Master, she..."

The golden-haired boy was a little distressed: "Master's condition is a little better than before. Now that this kind of thing happens again, will it make her feel sad again?"

Pariston paused and looked at him.

"It's not because of you that these things happened. It's useless for you to worry about it, and even if you worry—you can't solve anything."

The so-called genius boy's face lost all tenderness and looked a little cold.

"Compared to these, isn't what you should do to put away your indecisive and overly gentle character, and learn from your master's ability to block and kill gods?"

Pariston looked at Kurapika with a bit of distaste: "Although she doesn't have high demands on you and thinks it doesn't matter if you grow up slowly, but it's only natural for you to be so slow and leisurely, which makes people look a little annoyed." .”

Some immature teenagers didn't react to Pariston's change of face for a while - his usual impression of Kurapika was far from the present, and he always felt...

He finally spoke out the dissatisfaction he usually accumulated.

"However, there is nothing wrong with this." Pariston laughed again: "Isn't it good to be a good baby in the hands of the master? At least I am very envious, haha."

Kurapika was stunned for a long time, and slowly came back to his senses.

Shelley didn't realize the reason for Kurapika's ferocious training all of a sudden, because she was recently sincerely invited by the spider-chasing hunter squad to join their team, and there were so many tricks that Shelley couldn't guard against—they even He also put the work on Kurapika's head.

At that time, the snake girl had just returned from a walk after dinner, and when she took a detour to the back mountain to see the progress of Kurapika's training, she realized that the blond boy, who looked slender but had a strong body, was surrounded by a group of bounty hunters. middle.

Shelley didn't hear much of the other words, but she keenly captured a few key words.

"The tribe died in vain", "Can't avenge", "Your fault".

The red pupils shrank, and a stone directly hit the body of the group of people like a dart.After the people on the outermost layer fell to the ground in response, the figure of the blond boy was revealed.

Angry but restrained, he clenched his fists.

"Get out." Shelley's anger flared up, and in an instant the idea of ​​killing all these people to sacrifice to heaven came up.She shook her head and calmed down, but there was already a long sword in her hand.

Just use the soil under her feet to glue a little bit of her thoughts, and the breeze will already be a cold and radiant murder weapon.

It was just a sword, but for a moment, the strong killing intent surrounding the sword almost turned into a group of screaming poisonous snakes, making those who were still standing sweating coldly.

The leader was about to withdraw, but Shelley swung his sword hand, "Stop."

This sentence is like a nail, nailing this group of people to their current position.

"Apologize to my apprentice."

"Master, I'm actually not very angry."

Kurapika said when returning with Shelley after the gang ran away: "I don't care about those things that say about me and my people now."

"Your eyes are almost red." Shelley was a little annoyed: "I'm a little confused now, how did these people know that you belong to the Kuruta tribe."

"I have also approached some of these bounty hunters before, and begged them to come."

Kurapika lowered his head: "They should have heard something about being taken in by Master later."

Shelley's heart softened even more when he heard that, and he patted Kurapika's head again: "When spring comes and I feel refreshed, I'll go and clean up these people."

"I'm really not unhappy because of these things, and although their methods are despicable, as bounty hunters, they have contributed to maintaining law and order to a certain extent, so there is no need for Master to deal with them."

"Hey...but you just looked like you really wanted to hit someone."

"Because these people want to use me to persuade Master to join them and achieve their goals." Anger flashed in the young man's eyes: "Using the pain in other people's hearts to realize one's selfish desires is really despicable."

Shelley was a little surprised, and Kurapika coughed unnaturally.

"I don't have the ability to protect Master now, but I can still control myself so that Master will not be disturbed by others... But I really wanted to hit them at the time. It's great that Master can make a move. I don't think I can beat them."

Shelley laughed, holding Kurapika in his arms, rubbing his face repeatedly.

"Our Kurapika is so cute, Master really likes you~"

The boy's face was so red that it exploded in an instant.

"Let go, let me go, thank you!"

"We Kurapika have really grown up."

Shelley showed off to the director for a few days, and the old man was a little annoyed by hearing it—the old man was so disturbed that he went up the mountain to play chess with Maha.

Pariston was too annoyed, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only pick his nose while listening.

"Aren't you an elegant boy? The one who has a support group." Shelley said contemptuously: "And you still pick your nose?"

"Has anyone seen it except you? You have to be believed when you say it."

Pariston picked his nostrils again irritably: "I said, what's there to show off, you like to listen to sweet words and straight talk, I speak better than him, why do you hear a few words and turn on the horn all over the world Said, like a countryman who has never seen the world."

Shelley rolled his eyes wide.

"Oh, by the way, where's Kuroro? Why haven't I seen him for two days." Pariston said, "Finally you made him run away? Or do you think you can't afford to eat so much and you plan to withdraw? "

Shelley kicked him: "He went to deal with the previous matter."

Like Cillin Cullers or something.

Shelley didn't want to ask Kuroro what happened at that time, because no matter what happened, it would be untestable, and it might even become a means of showing his loyalty because of his red eyes and silver hair.So Shelley thought about it, and finally decided to let Kuroro clean up the mess by himself.

She didn't want to see other girls who looked like her come to her door looking for people with different names but similar looks.

"Tsk." Pariston glanced at her teasingly: "I smell a sour smell."

"That should be because you haven't taken a shower recently, so it smells bad."

Shelley immediately fought back, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Wait, where is our little Kula? He just went down to buy me curry buns, but he should climb back by time."

"Eat again..."

Paristone sighed: "Dinner is coming soon, can you still eat?"

"I can be a supper."

The snake girl stretched her waist and stood up: "I'll go down and look for it."

But nowhere.

Shelley stood with a cold face on the square where the grandpas and aunts were dancing square dance, and almost no one dared to approach her.The snake girl tore off the scarf, and even extended her thoughts to a distance of 3 kilometers.

But Kurapika's breath was still missing.

She stood there, not long, and finally waited for someone.

A red-haired young man came over, his hair hanging down in front of his forehead.

The face is also very clean and looks pretty pleasing to the eye.

But the clothes were still the same suit, brick red in color, with exaggerated and weird patterns on it.

It's him again.

Shelley knew what had happened the first time she saw this person. She raised her chin slightly and asked a question.

"Where's Kurapika?"

"I'll tell you after I've played this game with me." His voice was slippery: "But I decided to hurry up, otherwise I might not be able to guarantee that what you saw was him alive."

He stared at Shelley and said: "It's a pity, obviously he is also a little apple who can look forward to—"

"Snapped!"

The figure who was still ten meters away suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his collar and slapped him directly.The red-haired man buzzed in his head, and subconsciously moved his limbs, but found that he couldn't move at all.

His limbs were firmly imprisoned—four soil pillars appeared on the ground at some point, wrapping his hands and feet inside.He is now standing in an awkward posture—the center of gravity is leaning forward, the back is hunched, and the head is slightly drooping, just at the height that Shelley can raise his hand to reach his face.

"?????"

The red-haired man was stunned, he hadn't expected this way at all.And Shelley took a few breaths, but still felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Where are the others?"

The other party didn't speak, but Shelley raised his hand and slapped him again.

"Where?"

As she asked, she slapped him again before waiting for the other party to answer.

The crowd of onlookers is getting more and more, and some people have started to record with their mobile phones.The young man who was beaten was still in a daze for a long time. After he became a little clearer, he raised his head and met the eyes of the person he wanted to challenge.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and murmured: "It's so beautiful..."

Shelley took a deep breath and slapped him again.

Pariston finally rushed over. Seeing this situation, he first cleared the person away, and then came to ask what was going on.

"Kurapika is in his hands, and he said he wants me to fight him, as soon as possible."

"..." Pariston looked at the young red-haired man as if he was mentally retarded: "Then why don't you fight him first?"

"I'll have to ask for the address first," Shelley said. "If I call first, who knows if he'll live long enough to give the address."

A new trace of blood seeped from the corner of the young man's mouth, blending with the old blood.His face was still swollen, and his speech was a little unclear, but he still made a suggestion with difficulty.

"Then let's fight... in front of your apprentice?"

Shelley smiled slightly.

"Okay."

Kurapika is tied up in the basement of a warehouse near the station, which is a good place for Tibetans because of the traffic and the reinforced sound insulation—and the station is far enough away from the police station.

Shelley pulled Kurapika out, seeing his sleepy face and not knowing what was going on, she was a little relieved.

"Master, I..."

He saw that in the empty warehouse, there were only him, Shelley, Pariston, and another man who didn't know him at all but whose face was swollen in a mess—he seemed to be unable to stand still and had to lean on the wall.

"Just now, this person was beaten twice in the head, and he may have been beaten stupid."

Pariston leaned against the wall and kindly explained to Kurapika: "Now your master is going to give you a live demonstration."

"...demonstrating what—"

"Bang!"

The young golden-haired boy shuddered, his eyelids twitched as he watched the scene in front of him.

The silver-haired woman picked up an iron pipe and swept it directly towards the red-haired man's knee.The opponent took two steps back, his right shoulder was pierced by the iron pipe, and his whole body was nailed to the wall with the force of the piercing.

"Demonstrate how to hit someone." Pariston said, "But this is a bit too... beyond my expectation. Hey, shouldn't I say that she eats too much in the future."

At this time, Kurapika almost understood that he suddenly appeared here again with a black eye, and why his virtuous (huh) master started fighting.

But before he had time to say anything else, he saw Shelley smashing another pipe at the man's other shoulder.

From this distance, Kurapika clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.

Then there was that person's knee, one kick on the left and one on the right. Judging by the strength of his master's kick, this person should not be able to stand up.

"Alas……"

Pariston sighed: "The woman who protects the calf can't be messed with. Hey, I said, do you know why your master did this?"

"Ah?" Kurapika didn't dare to look over there: "Is it possible to prevent this person from moving?"

"Tsk, it's not just rice." Pariston said, "It can be seen that Shelley is really angry."

When Pariston spoke, he was light and light, and he didn't feel any discomfort at seeing the bloody scene.Kurapika wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

But Shelley's unilateral beating lasted for almost half an hour, and she was finally tired from the beating. She supported her body with a stick to slow down, and didn't give the man in front of her eyes the slightest bit.

The other party was almost half breathed, and Pariston felt that it was almost done at this time. He checked the time and called Shelley to go back.

"It's not good for bounty hunters to kill people. After all, they are not registered fugitives."

"I'll add him later," Shelley said, "help me think of a crime."

Kurapika: "???"

"Kidnapping, picking quarrels and provoking trouble." Pariston said languidly, "But none of these are enough to beat him up like this."

"Not the bounty hunters, but the families of the victims too?"

Shelley's bloody face slowly turned back to the previous whiteness due to excitement. She pulled off the iron rod that nailed the man in front of the wall, and looked at the shriveled meat piled by the wall with some disgust. body, pushed him with his foot.

"Have you taken it?"

After a while, the other party raised his head, rolled his eyes, and said something hoarsely.

Shelley didn't have the patience to listen. After letting out a bad breath, she finally felt a little better, and turned around to call the two people watching.

"Go home, go home."

Kurapika ran over like a duckling, and Pariston yawned and walked this way listlessly.Suddenly, Pariston's expression changed.

"Behind!"

As soon as Shelley turned around, the man who had already been piled on the ground approached her, brandishing the murder weapon that pierced his shoulder blade.

"Come again."

The stench of blood filled the nostrils, and almost at the same time, a huge force smashed into Shelley's lower abdomen through the contact area of ​​the stick.The silver-haired figure smashed into the wall, and Pariston rushed up immediately, blocking Shelley.

"I warn you, stand still."

He already had an unknown weapon that was shining in his hand: "If you—"

Before he could finish his words, the person in front of him suddenly burst into flames!The color of the unexplained flame was bright red, and looked like fresh blood from a distance. Even if the burnt person rolled on the ground two or three times, there was no sign of weakening.

The blond boy turned his head, and on the other side of Ashes, the standing figure leaned on the wall, clutched his stomach, and fell down again after a few seconds.

Palliston froze for a moment, while Kurapika rushed over.

"Master?!"

The tone of the boy's voice changed, and Pariston ran over and saw blood all over the place.

"Eh?"

He was stunned for a long time: "Huh?!"

After a few seconds, Paris took out his mobile phone: "The nearest hospital, let me see where it is..."

A certain private hospital in the Kukulu Mountain Scenic Area still spreads ten years later how someone rushed to the emergency room to save someone, and what kind of dangers did the person in their hands go through to save his life? down.

"I thought I was going to die." The emergency doctor at the time couldn't help but say: "Palliston's face was so scary at that time, I thought this person would just smile forever."

And none of these parties knew about it, all they knew was the critical illness notice.

The two teenagers under the age of 18 waited at the door of the operating room for nearly 15 hours, during which Kurapika cried two or three times, each time being scolded by Palliston so that he could hold back his tears.

The young man who paced back and forth made a lot of phone calls at the door, and found the association hunters to catch the red-haired man who didn't know if he was dead or alive, the necromancer and the association's exclusive doctor.In less than five hours, in addition to the teacher being in place, many doctors from the association also came.

Kurapika saw the doctor enter the emergency room, but pulled him out within an hour——Shelley's face was white and white, and she didn't have any extra anger, but the doctor said something.

"We tried our best. The adult's blood vessels and internal organs can still be treated, but the child is completely broken..."

A doctor wearing a mask shook his head: "It's really beyond my ability."

The nemesis master immediately de-mined the doctor, and Kurapika followed all the way to the ward, and when he heard this, he turned his head.

Shelley woke up two days later. When he woke up, his head was a little dizzy and his whole body was full of nausea.

Kurapika, who was reading a book, closed the book, saw her open his eyes, closed the book immediately, and moved over.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Headache."

Shelley pressed his temples and lay on Kurapika's lap: "Why did I end up in the hospital?"

"The ability to use thoughts was a little too strong, and the emotional ups and downs were too big, so I passed out." Kurapika's Adam's apple twitched: "I was shocked, but luckily it's not a big problem."

Shelley hummed and closed his eyes.

"Very sleepy."

"Because Master has been unable to take his usual medicine recently, he has given an infusion—this way the medicine will be more effective." Kurapika said, "Master, please sleep a little longer? Well, Lusi Rusan will be back in a while."

"Ah."

Shelley retreated back into her bed, turned her back to Kurapika, and continued to sleep quietly.The blond boy sat for a while, but couldn't read the book, walked out of the room lightly, and went to the hospital rooftop.

And Shelley opened his eyes when he left, covered his stomach, and curled up into a ball silently.

It seems, empty.

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