Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

Every enemy beater is tempered by countless trainings and sand sniping, and the resources invested in them are almost endless. After all, the blood of the enemy beater cannot exist as a consumable.

However, everyone has a growth stage, and no one can easily reap their lives while protecting themselves. In the process, it is unavoidable to fall into a bloody somersault due to lack of experience.

Irmi encountered this situation when she was ten years old. There is nothing to say. The wrong information collection led to the failure of the mission, and the disguise was exposed. She fled around like a dog in embarrassment. In the end, her father, who couldn't stand it in the dark, came forward Killed the target of the mission, and cleaned up the miscellaneous fish.

[If you can move, go home and receive the punishment. 】

After his father said this, he left him in a remote and dilapidated warehouse.

There was silence around him, and he leaned against the cold mottled corner, calmly evaluating the injuries on his body.

A small hole was opened on the left shoulder by the mission target, and the amount of bleeding was not large. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been opened in the heart, and his hands were also folded into strange arcs. Gen, the nerves in his legs also began to be paralyzed due to the poisoning of the wound, but it doesn't matter, his anti-drug ability is very strong, it will be digested in a short time, and his physical strength should be almost recovered by then.

The Lost Dog is nothing more than that.

If I had known that I should have pleaded with my father just now, it might have been easier to be taken back and punished honestly. Of course, it is also possible that if I spoke, I would be broken two more ribs on the spot.

Anyway, the injury is not so serious that he can't go back by himself, so why bother asking for trouble?

The surrounding miscellaneous fish have been cleaned up, so let's follow father's arrangement, since he is so honest, he should get less whips...? ? ?

Transparent bubbles suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and the sunlight penetrating the skylight made it refract rainbow-like light. They gradually coalesced and merged into a petite silhouette, and then those colorless bubbles that burst at a poke were slowly dyed. Color it...

Eventually, it turned out to be a brunette...she.

This girl who was about his age calmly looked at the surrounding environment as soon as she opened her eyes, as if she had experienced this kind of thing many times.

However, when he saw him dripping with blood, the calmness on his face turned into astonishment and shock.

She swallowed her throat, and took a step back in fear, but she froze for a moment when her eyes touched his hands, and it took her a while to muster up the courage to say something tremblingly.

Can't understand... Is there a language barrier?

There is no way to determine whether she is here for threats or other purposes, so I can only procrastinate while watching.

- Doesn't look like a threat.

His eyes flicked over the thin figure and the forearm without muscle lines, and finally stayed on her face.

It's quite a deceptive face. If such a person is trained as a professional killer, he will definitely make a lot of money.

[Can you speak a common language? 】He stared at her blankly, almost giving up hope on this question.

Unexpectedly, she froze for a moment, looked around the abandoned warehouse again, muttered something in a low voice before answering him, 【I will be a little bit. 】

She hesitated for a moment, and pointed to the wound on his body cautiously—perhaps because there were too many places to point, those delicate fingers floated back and forth in mid-air a few times, and finally retracted them in distress, [What is there? Is there anything I can do? 】

【Do you know how to treat wounds? 】he asks.

She hesitated and nodded, 【Only a little bit. 】

He raised his hands and stayed beside his thin shoulders to prove that he had no intention of attacking, [If you allow...then I'll come here? 】

He stared at her eyes, trying to observe something, but found nothing, until the expression on her face became a little uncomfortable, and then said slowly, 【Okay. 】

It's better to get closer, after all, the only weapon he can use now is his teeth.

She breathed a sigh of relief, came to him and squatted down - obviously he had been covered by the strong smell of blood, but somehow smelled the fragrance of vanilla.

He didn't relax at all, watching the girl show a dignified expression after observing all the wounds on his body.

[Can I touch you? 】Her voice trembled a little, as if she was frightened by seeing such a serious injury.

【Can. 】He wanted to see what she was going to do. If he showed any hostility, even if only his mouth was left to move, he would bite her throat instantly.

The girl stretched out her hand, which was so soft that it seemed that it would break if it was lightly folded, and pressed lightly on his ribs a few times—with no intention of attacking.

The next moment she shook her head in distress, her tone full of worry, 【There is still some way to fix the broken hands, but the poison on the ribs and legs...Horsman hasn't taught me this yet. 】

——? ? ?

Did this guy say some horrible name just now?

[...Horsman? ] He subconsciously repeated it.

Coincidence right?

That Hussman who rushed to beat the enemy Hakka and his grandfather when he was five years old and almost flattened the Kukulu Mountain?

Hearing the astonishment in his voice, she was even more surprised than him. She seemed to have sensed something, she immediately raised her head, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the skylight, her face was blank, 【Isn't this Meteor Street? 】

...? ? ?

How do you look like someone who has anything to do with Meteor Street?

……and many more?

Ah...he knew who she was.

——[That old fellow Hossman actually raised a pet on Meteor Street, the older he gets, the weirder he gets. 】

The doctor's pet...it turned out to be this guy.

But what made him even more inexplicable was——

[You thought that on Meteor Street... you still dare to help people? 】

These words seemed to ignite something, and instantly burned the expression on her face completely, and the clear and bright blue eyes became a little dim, as if they were covered with a layer of light dust.

【Then what can I do... Do I want to watch you die? 】She paused, and then justified herself, 【If you had shown the ability to act just now... I would have run away long ago. 】

In Meteor Street anyone who is capable of action is likely to be an enemy, and in Old Town the word "maybe" has to be dropped.

He blinked and asked blankly, 【Then what are you going to do now? 】

She thought for a while, then looked at him hesitantly, 【Is this place safe for you?Can you find someone who can help you? 】

Asking these questions is still a bit of a brain, and it seems that he has not become stupid because of Housman's blessing.

The tense nerves finally relaxed, he yawned a little, 【Don't bother, I can act after the poison on my legs is absorbed, don't do unnecessary things. 】

She almost wrote "Can poison be absorbed" written on her face, but she didn't ask anything, curled up and sat down obediently beside him, glanced at his legs for a while, and glanced at his hands for a while .

It would be nice to have someone to accompany you to pass the time, so he took the initiative to say, 【What's your name? 】

【Yayoi Hanano...how about you? 】

[Il fans beat the enemy. 】

[Beat the enemy? ] She seemed to feel that the name was a bit familiar, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly blurted out, 【Ah!That old bum-beater? 】

【…? 】

[...Sorry,] She scratched her face in embarrassment, [Hossman mentioned...um...]

"Don't worry about it," he said slowly. [That old fellow Hossman...that's what his grandfather called him. 】

The girl couldn't hold back, and let out a soft laugh, like a teased cat.

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That was the first time his own world and her "travel" overlapped.

Because the time flow of the two is different, although she seemed to be older than him when they first met, but when he was 15 years old, their ages were synchronized.

At that time, he had already known the spider through her—it couldn’t be helped, she didn’t land next to him every time, but fortunately she was very obedient, she would call him every time, and whenever he was free, he would go to Meteor Street find her.

Yes, go to her.

From the age of ten, this girl seemed to be especially favored by the Creator, and she became more and more irresistible bit by bit. Although the appearance has some bonuses, for Il fans, there is still a last bit of remnants in an enemy-beater. A trace of softness is quietly invaded by some kind of existence...

Yiermi tolerated it to take root and sprout, and finally grew into a towering tree...how could he be willing to dig it out?

Since you are reluctant to dig it out, you should irrigate and protect it well. After all, there is only one precious thing, and if it is gone, you will never find the same thing again.

But Housman sneered at this—[It’s just the dregs in the mud who want to greedily plunder more. 】

Il fans didn't deny it, and neither did anyone else, who didn't see anything wrong with it.

Everyone has a different way of expressing their feelings. You can't deny everything just because they are greedy, right?

Since it was a plunder, of course he wanted more, including her love.

But there is no way, "Xiao Sheng" is irreplaceable for her.

Even if she has already noticed her true personality, Kuroro is ready to move in front of her all day long, and he instills something without a trace—this can be said to be the first cooperation between him and Kuroro.

But she remained unwavering.

Is something like emotion more important than power?

I can't understand it, but it seems... a bit vague concept.

There was no way I couldn’t get it before, but now I have the opportunity to get it, why not work hard in this direction?

As a killer, the most important thing is patience.

But he seems to be out of luck.

She contacted Kuroro once when she landed at Kuroro's place, but they didn't meet that time because of a mission that would take a lot of time and effort.

After the second contact, he hurried to a small coastal town called Russell, only to see a scene of her kissing Kuroro.

The girl shining like a diamond sat on the steps, surrounded by bright flowers and plants, she shyly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly because of nervousness, and a cherry blossom-colored blush appeared on her cheeks.

She raised her head slightly, her jaw and throat formed a soft and fragile arc, shyly accepting the kiss from the boy with black hair and black eyes.

The outline of the young man's back was wrapped in a white shirt to create a smooth line, but every inch of his muscles was tightly tensed, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.

Sensing the breath of an outsider, his first reaction was to hug the girl into his arms. His movements were a little stiff because he was too cautious, as if he was not afraid that she would be attacked from the outside world, but more like he was afraid that he would lose control The force will crush her.

The young man turned his head to look at him, the sunlight pierced through the dense leaves to form fine beams of light and scattered on his cheeks, the dark pupils refracted a little bit of light, but there was no warmth at all, more like ghosts living at the bottom of the underworld finally grasped A Bana flower that lived on the shore was interrupted when I was about to put it in my mouth to chew.

The next second their eyes met, the boy didn't show any gesture of a winner, but lowered his face slightly, as if he was watching a hyena that was about to move.

Nothing to be proud of, this guy just succeeded first, but instead...

【Thank you, Kuroro. 】Ilmi silently made a mouth gesture, the corners of her mouth slightly raised into a pleasant and strange arc.

If it's not "Xiaosheng", aren't they all the same?

As a very patient beater, even if he was a little bit unlucky, he could still make up for it.

—Since this guy can, so can he.

He just needs to wait for a proper opportunity.

The author has something to say: Brother: Come on!There is no corner that cannot be dug!

Head: mmp

See you tomorrow!Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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