[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

The first rain of the year was falling on Meteor Street when Martha died.

The heavy rain poured down, crying like the sky.

I stared blankly at Martha's body and couldn't move my eyes away.She is naked|naked, with unsightly scars and stains all over her body. It is clear that she was cruelly humiliated and ravaged just before she died.

The blood-stained hair fell down to cover Martha's face, and I couldn't see her last expression.Madge fell to the ground and hugged her head, her eyes were blank.It shouldn't be like this - so clean, so beautiful Martha, even if she died, she shouldn't...

"Fetan, what are you doing?" Kuroro stood in front of me - the position next to the door of the inner room - looked inside and said in a deep voice.His voice and the muscles in the back of his neck tense.

I walked forward stiffly to his side, my blocked vision moved, and I could see the whole back room.

Ma Qi hugged Martha's body and fell to the ground by the window. At the end of the bed, Feitan was slashing and killing someone frantically.

Rather than saying torture or revenge, it is better to say that it is an unorganized, almost crazy vent.He was holding a scalpel and slashing at the man's body. Every time he struck, flesh and blood flew everywhere, as if it wasn't enough to relieve the tyranny in his heart.

He turned his back to us, and I only saw his back—hand movements that were too fast to be seen clearly, blood and minced flesh splashed on his body continuously, and heavy and low breathing sounds, which made him look Like a eating devil crawling out of hell.

He turned a deaf ear to our arrival and did not respond, absorbed in the rhythm of inflicting more pain on those in front of him.Maybe it doesn't matter whether it's painful or not, he's just breaking up a pool of rotten meat.

I was terrified by his crazy appearance.

"Fetan, what are you doing?" Kuroro asked again.His voice was gloomy, but his tone was calm.

This calm also infected me.

Feitan slowly stopped the movements in his hands.He turned his head, his white face was spattered with blood, the muscles on his face were distorted, his expression was ferocious and crazy, and his eyes were like vortexes of molten gold, revealing a suffocating viciousness, madness and hatred.

The blood-stained eyes he looked at us were like a ghost who lost his mind!

I resisted the urge to fall backwards.

The Fei Tan I am familiar with has a gloomy personality, but he also jokes on weekdays, and is often a little indifferent and lazy, even more bullying than Kuroro. Although he has a bad temper, he is surprisingly good at forbearance.I've never seen him look so scary and out of control!

No, it's not that I haven't seen it before... A picture suddenly flashed in my mind, and my heart seemed to be squeezed hard by someone, it was a sudden suddenness almost of fear.

I looked at Martha next to me again, and sure enough, the scars on the white carcass looked so familiar, exactly the same as the ones I saw on Feitan before!

Apparently Kurolo thought the same thing as I did.He stared at Fei Tan who had lost his mind, and said to him in a calm and unquestionable tone: "Fei Tan, calm down. He is not Venier. You have already stepped out. Don't let anger control your mind."

Feitan was panting heavily, staring at Kuroro ferociously, just when I thought he would really pounce, he gradually calmed down, and his tense body tended to relax.He still had a murderous look all over his face, but his eyes had returned to their usual indifferent and sober look.

With a soft "snap", he dropped the scalpel in his hand - that was the one I put in the room before.He wiped his face, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

It was only then that I could clearly see the blood man behind him who had been almost half-delayed.It was a man, Fei Tan didn't move his face too much, and he could clearly see his appearance at this moment.A frivolous, puffy, pampered-looking man.The man is completely naked|naked, and the unsightly key parts have obviously been greeted by Fei Tan, and there is nothing left that I don't want to see.

There is only blood, minced meat, and the most horrible bones.

In a rage, Fei Tan almost cut him into a human stick, but it was unbelievable that he was still alive!Even though his expression was distorted and his eyes were closed, he was still breathing weakly.Feitan only thought about torturing his body, but he didn't kill him with a single blow, and even avoided the vital point, just let him hang his breath for life, and refused to die.

Seeing this "person" and seeing Martha's tragic situation, it is clear at a glance what happened.

I looked at Martha again, and each glance stung my eyes and took my breath away.March fell to the ground and hugged Martha, with a blank expression, as if he had lost his soul.I walked over stiffly and weakly, took off a thin coat hanging on the hanger behind the door, and squatted down slowly to cover Martha's naked body.

Ma Qi was still staring blankly at the front in a daze, ignoring me.I shook my lips, worried about her, but dared not speak to her.

I'm really afraid she will ask, why wasn't I the one who came back first?

Even if she lost her mind at this time and didn't give me the slightest attention, I still felt difficult to answer.Shaking my hands, I forced myself to carefully brush away Martha's hair covering her face, and saw a bloody hole in the corner of her forehead.

The blood was gone, but the horrific wound was still there.Wounds knocked out by sharp angles.

The temple, a deadly place.

I feel myself shaking.I can't help but force myself to think, if I can arrive in time, can, can I heal Martha's injury with the power?Will it be too late, will she not die?

Did I ever... be able to save her?

Human life is so fragile and impermanent, some people can survive a thousand cuts, but some people will die with just a light touch.

I wanted to scream and cry, but my throat was tight and my eye sockets were dry. In the end, I could only crouch stiffly beside Martha's body, with my head lowered, not daring to lift it up.

She was still so quiet, as if she just slept and would smile at me when she woke up.

I fell into my own emotions and couldn't extricate myself. Maggie turned into a sculpture that couldn't cry or move. Feitan was breathing heavily as if he was trying to restrain himself. In the end, it was Kuroro who broke the calm.

He walked up to Ma Qi and stood still, and asked, "What's going on?" His tone was still so calm, so calm that it was terrifying.

March ignored it.

Kuroro was silent for a second or two, then suddenly bent down and grabbed Madge's arm, forcefully lifting her up!

Even I who was next to me could feel how much strength Kurolo had used. Ma Qi was no match for his strength, and he was directly pulled up by him. Martha's head in his arms lost its support and fell to the ground with a thud sound.

I shuddered and looked up at them.

Madge was stimulated by this sound, she raised her head abruptly, her face was full of hatred, her eyes were constricted, her teeth were clenched, like a cub that regretted and wanted to bite.

Kuroro looked at her unmoved.

"She's dead." Ma Qi couldn't bear the distorted facial features, but he said calmly, "Don't look like a waste." He let go of Ma Qi's arm and pointed to the man lying in a pool of blood behind him, "That man is not dead yet .There's a knife there. You go and kill him now, before it's too late."

Madge stared at him stubbornly for a few seconds, as if thinking dully in his rusted brain.After a while, she seemed to wake up suddenly, and rushed out!

Ma Qifei rushed to Feitan's scalpel on the ground, grabbed the knife tightly in his hand, then turned around and stabbed the man in the chest without hesitation!

Blood spurted out!

The sharp scalpel didn't encounter any obstacles, Ma Qi used all the strength in his body to stab it to the end!Her back trembled, and soon she became stiff again.She quickly pulled out the knife, and the blood splashed all over her face.Then another knife, another knife, another knife...

The young girl stabbed the knife into the opposite chest time and time again like a madman.Her posture with the knife is very awkward, it is the most difficult for inexperienced people to use force, but her aura is so fierce, as if she is crushing her own life and crushing the opposite chest!

Even after the other party had died, she still crazily repeated the act of killing, as if she had so much, so much, so much hatred that she couldn't vent.

Nothing is enough.

Just die a thousand times, ten thousand times... so how can it be? !

"Enough." In the end, Kuroro walked over and held the hand that Madge stabbed again.

Madge gasped and stopped, with his golden eyes wide open, staring at the inhuman male corpse in front of him, as if he wanted to firmly engrave all this in his mind.

Every second I felt that she was going to cry the next second, but she was always standing there quietly and almost sluggishly, panting lightly and oppressively, without tears or a sound.

It was pouring rain outside the wide open door, and the rain curtain hit the ground, making a sound almost deafening.The damp water vapor was brought in by the wind, sweeping away the thick and unbreathable bloody smell that filled the room, making it so cold to the bottom of the heart, and so hot that it was hard to breathe.

I staggered up from the ground and walked towards them.

"It's because of me..." March suddenly whispered, her throat was tight, but her voice was cold and clear. "It was because that bastard wanted to pull me onto the bed, and Martha tried her best to stop him, so he pushed me onto the window sill."

She clenched her cheeks, raised her head halfway, and said every word clearly: "When I came back, he was torturing Martha, so I rushed in."

She spoke concisely and clearly enough, as if she was forcing herself to face all of this, cruel memories, and cruel replays.

It was like washing a wound inside out and walking out.

"In other words, it was an accident." Kuroro analyzed rationally. "Martha was going to accept this man. She dismissed you because she was waiting for this man and didn't think she would die."

As soon as I said this, I obviously felt the temperature turn cold.

Kuroro continued: "But why did she do this? She no longer accepts customers, who came to her? Why did she agree?"

He asked and answered without pausing, and he spoke faster and faster: "She can't refuse. She can't offend this man. Where is his value? Or what is the force behind him? Also, a man with a sexual | sadomasochism Why did this man suddenly approach Martha? Did anyone introduce him? Azhi was lured away and Fei Tan was intercepted, which means that someone wanted Martha to be sexually assaulted by this man. Who is this person? What is his purpose? ?”

He looked at us with deep and cold eyes: "This is something we have to figure out now."

His face was indifferent, but his pure black eyes were like a devouring abyss.Only then did I feel that Kuroro was not indifferent to Martha's death.He was outraged by this, and immediately prepared to seek revenge and return.

Fei Tan stood up from the edge of the bed and said, "The ones who stopped me were women from the Self-Defense Forces. I saw the face of one of them. They stopped me for 3 minutes, and ran away when they couldn't hold on anymore. I didn't chase them."

"Self-Defense Forces?" Kuroro asked back.

"Self-Defense Forces," March whispered.She moved back to Martha's side, squatted down slowly, and hugged her mother's already cold body into her arms. She looked back with nostalgia, like a helpless chick in the wind and rain actively throwing herself into the embrace of a female bird.

"Let's get out of here first."

"Let's settle Martha first."

Kuroro and I spoke at the same time.

Looking at me, Kurolo said: "This man died here, and the people behind him will find him soon. We will be very passive if we stay here."

"I know." I bit my lower lip and said, "But we can't take Martha away, and we can't..." I looked at Ma Qi's back anxiously, "We can't leave her here either."

I was tormented in my heart, and I reached out to find Kuroro's hand, and he held me.We watched Madge without deciding or urging.

Madge didn't keep us waiting long.She held Martha's body protectively, with her head buried in her arms.After a while, she straightened her back and said in a hoarse voice, "What shall we... do to Martha?"

I glanced at Kuroro, he frowned imperceptibly, as if he couldn't make up his mind for a while.Indeed, Meteor Street is not a place that teaches people how to dispose of dead bodies.

Meteor Street people never look back at the dead body.

I bit my lip, and tentatively said, "How about...cremation."

I speak lightly, because I don't know what people here think about cremation, and I'm afraid that Madge won't accept it at all.But this is really the best way I can come up with.Obviously, it is impossible for us to leave with Martha's body, but if we stay here, we can't imagine how she will be treated.

It could be seen that March subconsciously hugged Martha's body tightly, but she took a deep breath, and said lightly and decisively: "Okay, let's cremate."

But I looked up at the low wooden roof, and worried, how to burn it?

Kuroro had already turned his head to Feitan and said, "Feitan, come on."

Feitan nodded.After he vented, his mood was still very low, and he probably felt that he couldn't make it in time.He walked up to Ma Qi, and rarely said in a low and careful way: "Leave it to me."

Ma Qi let go of Martha's body, smoothed her hair, covered her clothes, left her where she was, stood up slowly, made room for Feitan, and stubbornly stayed on The place closest to the body.

With her back to us, she straightened her back bit by bit.

The flame of thought power burst out from Feitan's fingertips, a small spark popped out, and quickly landed on Martha's body. In an instant, it turned into a large group of golden-red flames, like a rolling and gorgeous cloud, completely engulfing Martha. go in.

The scorching temperature quickly evaporated the water vapor in the air. It was raining heavily outside, but this corner was unbearably hot.

The gentle eyebrows and eyes were hidden behind the dazzling firelight, and they were invisible.

I breathed hard, squeezed Kuroro's hand tightly, and blinked slowly and vigorously.

Goodbye, Martha.

The flame was very hot and did not burn for a long time.We watched as the flame dwindled and was about to go out.

The sound of the rain outside was strangely missing a corner.We hear methodical knocking at the door.

Duh, duh, duh.