[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

After dinner, someone finally came to deal with us.Still the skinny guy.

The thin man pushed open the door, stood by the door and said, "You two, come with me." Kuroro and I looked at each other nervously, and walked quietly to the door.

Fei Tan was sitting in the room, pulling the collar of his sweater, hanging his head, looking coldly from behind his bangs.The thin man glanced at him and said, "Fei Tan, you come too." Fei Tan walked over with his head down.He was a little taller than us, and when I walked past me, I saw his blank face.

The thin man led us outside and said, "The district chief wants to see you, so be honest."

The three of us followed behind him, and I looked around curiously—it was similar to what I saw from the window, noisy and deserted, dilapidated but full of life, strange scene, the streets of District [-].

That's right, the street.The continuous mountains of rubbish seem to be blocked outside, and our wooden house is in a cleared area, surrounded by disorderly and disorderly buildings, like a settlement of a slightly larger scale.The thin man led us to walk in a familiar direction, passing some buildings of various shapes along the way, some of which were more orderly houses, and some were simply crumbling shacks.

There are still some people on the street, who are not wearing protective clothing like the adults who often haunt the fifth district, and their clothes are... all kinds of strange.Someone also greeted the thin man: "Tig (transliteration), are you going to see the district chief?"

The skinny man will reply with a face like "I'm too indulgent and want to sleep": "Yes, the district chief wants to inspect the goods."

Then that person would look at us maliciously and say: "This time the goods are good!" "Hey, this kid is not dead yet?" "Do you want to bet how long this time can last?"

"Don't curse at me!" The skinny man would curse, "This year's quota is almost used up. When I see the district chief, let him save some time."

We have the right to think that we are wooden people and follow behind.I peeked at Fei Tan who was walking obliquely in front of me. He put on a sweater hat, covering most of his face. Although the exposed part was so cloudy that water could drip, it was surprisingly calm.The brim of his hat showed his hair, dark blue in the setting sun.

All the way through most of the town, I found that the wooden house we lived in was actually a very nice one.And the quality of life I saw along the way was not as high as I imagined, and basically they were all skinny and messy people.Overall, it doesn't exceed my usual understanding of Meteor Street.

At the end of the street, there is a very impressive three-story building.The simple painting style of the small white western-style building looks extravagant against the background of the dilapidated dens around it, and it has an aura of "there are masters, masters, masters inside".Seeing us, gatekeepers from the small garden outside the mansion greeted us with the blood of a combatant.He knew the thin man named Tig very well, and when we saw us tap his shoulder knowingly, we let him go.

Entering the small western-style building, the interior decoration is actually very complete and brand new.Very warm decoration style, mostly using warm colors, but it looks strange and depressing inexplicably.Thinking about it afterwards, it turned out to be too tidy, all the objects were placed meticulously, the tables and chairs were put back in place, the ornaments and decorations were not shifted at all, the tablecloths and other fabric products such as cushions and curtains were not even wrinkled, and the whole The room was spotless and not at all homely...popular.

Passing by the living room, going up the stairs to the second floor, and passing through a corridor, I didn't see anyone or hear a sound, only the footsteps of the four of us.You will notice the sound of footsteps because the ground is covered with a whole piece of marble, which can be seen, and the shoes will echo clearly when walking on it.I looked around and saw that there were not many doors on both sides, but there would be a dark camera every few meters in the corridor. Obviously the corridor is not very long, so you can see the head at a glance.

Teague stopped before the door of the room at the end of the corridor.He knocked on the closed double-leaf solid wood door, and a camera above his head turned around and aimed at us in real time. The black lens and the flashing red warning light looked terrifying.

After waiting for a while, the door opened with a crisp unlocking sound.A fluffy head was exposed, a head of chestnut curly hair was messed up, a very young and ordinary face.The painting style of the young man in the door is very strange, with a medium to thin figure, an ordinary and harmless temperament, sleepy eyes and sleep marks on his face, like a college student who has not experienced much in the world.

He rubbed his eyes, stared at Teague's face very hard for a long time, and then realized: "Oh, it's Teague." His voice was also very gentle, with a feeling of being indifferent to everything and being at peace with the situation.

He yawned lazily, pushed the door open to let him in, and said as he walked in, "I've been so busy these two days, I'm so sleepy!"

Teague walked in after him and waved for us to follow him.

After entering, the room was unexpectedly large, it was a complete suite, and upon entering the door was a spacious living room, a coffee table and a large sofa were just a few steps away from the door, obviously a place for meeting guests.There is still a lot of space behind the sofa, which is self-contained and more homely.Looking back, you can see a closed door and another open room, revealing half a big messy bed, which looks like someone has just slept on it.The whole room is exquisitely and warmly furnished, and compared with the downstairs, there are many traces of life, in other words, it is very messy.

The young man was lazily sitting on the sofa at this moment, resting his chin on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and looked at us with half-closed eyes as if he was not full of sleep.

"Yo, Feitan." He greeted lazily, with a very intimate feeling.

Feitan has become more and more silent and tense since he entered the mansion. Now that he is standing beside me, I feel that his whole body is tense to the extreme. The muscles under the sweater tremble faintly, as if he is trying to endure something.Beneath the hat, he stared at the ground, his masseter muscles protruding in a terrifying way.

He is afraid.And forbearance and hatred.

It feels like we are at the same end, and I am also vigilant.No no, I've been vigilant all the way, but now I feel even worse.I bit my lower lip unconsciously.Kuroro stood on the other side of me and has been very quiet, but I feel that he also breathes lightly.

Teague went back to close the door after we entered, and re-locked it. The clear locking sound of "click" made my heart tremble.

He walked to Kuroro, bowed slightly to the young man sitting on the sofa, and said, "District Chief."

Fuck!It turns out that this guy is really the district chief!

I "slapped" in my heart and dialed up the alert level by two more levels.For such a weak and harmless district chief, it feels like he has suddenly risen from a martial arts action movie to a thriller horror movie!

The district chief still looked lazy, but sat up slightly, and looked back and forth between Kuroro and me with a smile on his face.I was watched by him, my hairs stood on end, and my whole body was stiff.

Teague said: "It's the newcomers this time. A pair of brothers and sisters."

The district chief fixed Shuo Xun's eyes on me, frowned slightly, showing a little troubled look, and said, "Why is it a girl?"

"There's something special about her voice," Teague explained.

"Oh?" The district chief became interested, as if he was teasing some small animal, he gently coaxed me: "Tell me something?"

I swallowed, opened my mouth with some difficulty, and squeezed out a voice from my throat: "Um... how are you?"

"Hahahaha..." The district chief laughed inexplicably, and kept patting the back of the sofa, looking unable to restrain himself.Crazy?I stared blankly at him, my hair all over by his laugh.This is no longer a question of low laughs, is it?

"Do you like to cry?" After a while, he finally stopped laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and leaned out from the sofa to ask me.

Should I say love to cry or not to cry?cry?Don't like to cry?Damn, he's crazy!I hesitated for a moment, swallowed uncontrollably, and replied hesitantly: "I don't like to cry..."

"You can't cry if you don't like to cry~" The district chief frowned in distress, tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly reached out his hand from the sofa, grabbed my hair fiercely, and pulled towards him!

"Ah!" I screamed subconsciously, my scalp seemed to be torn, and I fell towards the sofa, and was pulled up by my hair when I was about to fall on the carpet.There was a severe tearing pain from the top of my head, and I quickly stood up straight with my legs shaking. I was completely shocked, and my eyes were filled with physiological tears.I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. In my blurred vision, the district chief actually looked at me with a smile, and shook his hand holding my hair jokingly, saying: "Look, isn't this crying?" ."

madman!He is a madman!

I was terrified, really terrified!No one has ever treated me like this, and I can't imagine how he could treat me!The lunatic was still smiling, as if seeing a fresh toy.The reason why a lunatic is scary is that no one knows what he will do in the next second.His hand holding my hair is like holding my life!I felt so helpless, the deep fear even overwhelmed the pain in my scalp, and I couldn't breathe.

I felt that my whole body was shaking, I couldn't move, my heart was twitching, and there was a palpitation like weightlessness.I was never so scared even when Green held glass shards against my neck, because I knew I could save myself from Green, but now, I really have nothing to do.

This feeling of being slaughtered is despair!Just hopeless!

That lunatic approached me, showing a gentle and harmless smile, but from such a close distance, I saw his eyes were full of neurotic sickness and madness!I didn't dare to irritate him in the slightest, and wanted to hold my breath, but my heart was so congested that there was no oxygen in my lungs at all, so I could only inhale like choking.I looked at his face in front of me in horror, obviously feeling that my pupils were dilated, and my spirit was so tense that I was about to break.

At that moment, my mind was blank and I could only resign myself to fate.

"Don't be afraid. Cry a little, cry out loud, let me listen." He said softly in a consulting and coaxing tone.

I didn't dare not to do what he said, crying softly for fear of further irritating him, crying loudly for fear of incurring more brutal abuse.In the end, I still cried softly, shaking my lips, and made a "woo-woo" sound, which was a bit fake, intermittent, mixed with sobbing sounds, more like humming, but I was absolutely wronged.

I personally think that my crying is definitely not good, dry, trembling and very distorted.

Seeing his disappointed eyes, I let go of my hair, and my aching heart finally relaxed a little.

As soon as I was out of his grasp, I immediately backed away, my legs shaking like noodles, stumbling, and stepping on the carpet like clouds.I almost tripped and Kuroro caught me behind.I immediately grabbed his hand holding my shoulder desperately, and held his arm with all my strength, like grabbing a life-saving straw, feeling like I was shaking like sifting chaff, and even passed this trembling to his arm superior.

I also knew it was embarrassing, but at that time there was only a blank in my mind, it was a completely instinctive reaction.I think for the first time I know what it's like to be truly helpless, and what it's like to be truly fearful.

My shaking vision saw Kuroro's pale and self-possessed face, and I saw the lunatic pouted, his shoulders slumped to show a disappointed and aggrieved expression, and I felt that I had lost my sense of existence for a long time. I regained my strength and gradually warmed up my cold limbs with blood.

Looking back later, in fact, there was no anger or resentment at that time, but only fear.I gradually regained my senses, but every heartbeat, every tremor was filled with fear.

Then I was in a trance.In fact, I know that I should be highly nervous and fully concentrated, but the recollection afterwards is very vague.The pounding heartbeat was like ringing in the ears, throwing my concentration into chaos.

I just remember Tigger reminding feebly: "Hey, district chief, you should save some money this time. You have already used up more than half of the quota in the fifth district this year, and the rest will be reserved for the secret service team." How many! They have complained many times."

"Ah, have you used so much?" The lunatic was distracted, ruffled his hair in distress, and muttered childishly: "It's so troublesome, it's obviously useless! I was so busy before... ...Oh, oh, I'm so annoying!"

Then the ear-piercing sound of the phone rang, the lunatic picked up a cordless phone from the coffee table, said "Dr. Surrounded by an irritable aura.

Thank goodness, he seemed to have lost interest in paying attention to us, and just waved his hands to chase away flies and asked Teague to take us back, rubbed his face, and before we turned around, he asked me to put my heart in my throat and say: " Oh, I'm in a bad mood! That...hey, Feitan stay here."

Even without physical contact, I could clearly feel Feitan shaking.Then silence was restored immediately.We continued to walk outside, and it felt like Feitan stayed where he was, his hat covering his entire face, standing there like a walking dead.

The sound of unlocking.

When I stepped out the door and locked the madman back inside, I felt like I was born again.

Kurollo and I followed Tigger silently, walking back along the way we came.

When I got out of the bungalow, my legs were still a little soft, as if I was stepping on cotton, and I kept holding Kuroro's hand tightly all the way.I don't know what happened to Fei Tan, he was left alone in that room with that lunatic.I suddenly sympathized with him, and felt that his bad temper became cute.

Hope to live to see him again.

Back at the wooden house where we lived, Tigger stood at the door of the house, and said in a tone of dealing with errands: "Little devils, let me remind you one last time, don't try to escape! Be obedient and you may survive, run away If you don't, the consequences are so serious that you can't imagine." As he spoke, Kuroro snorted and led me down.I turned to look at him, his face was flushed and he was arched, as if he was holding his breath and was under great pressure.

Read pressure!

I thought of the word, and saw him smacking at me from an angle that Tig couldn't see, hunched over.My face was ugly as hell, so I didn't even need to pretend, I just let out a sigh of relief, and immediately became even more shaky than Kuroro.

Tigger sneered in satisfaction, put away his pressure, turned and left.

The door was closed, and the blood-red sunset outside could be seen from the window.

It turned out that we didn't go for a long time this trip.

The house with a sweeping view was very quiet, and finally it was just the two of us.

My legs gave way and I fell to the ground.

Kuroro walked slowly to the wall and lit the candle.

I watched his movements, opened my mouth, and remained speechless.

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