[Hunter] Which is the best dead house technology

After the elevator room is opened, it is a spacious private space belonging to the "owner" suspended in the mid-air.The scene was even more chaotic than what you saw from the monitoring room. The horizontal wooden partitions had been neatly cut off, and in the hall at the corner right in front of the shadows, the two people who were fighting were like afterimages .

The face saw that person at a glance.He was quickly sweeping back to avoid the approaching attack of the red-haired pretender. At that moment, the man who was extremely vigilant and paying attention to the surrounding situation in the battle against the opponent sensed the footsteps of the figure.When he looked back in a little surprise, the poker card that turned into a sharp blade in the pretender's hand grazed his cheek.

"Oh, oh, it's better not to disappoint me, don't be distracted?~"

The figure clearly saw the naked hatred and anger in the man's eyes, the other party was eager to kill him, the figure clearly understood; they were not far apart, the broken furniture and the peeling lime from the wall were sprinkled in pieces between them In a short time, a few jumps can attack the distance, but the man has no time to be distracted, the pretender is pressing on every step, and the Yuezhan expression is getting more and more excited.

His enemy is a coward, who hates him deeply but is too stingy with life, unwilling to risk his life to fight him alone and chooses to hire a beating enemy.It was precisely because of this that he did not dare to get away from the attack of the pretender, and it was also because of this that he would lose.

The man with long dark gray hair curled into a cold smile, but the smile disappeared in his sudden turn before reaching the sunken cheekbones.The sharp nail brushed against his hair and nailed it to the wall. His face half bent down and his head was lowered to wipe off the blood oozing from his face. His eyes were half raised from between the drooping hair and he stared fiercely as he walked out of the elevator. A boy with black hair and black eyes came out.

"Will you beat the enemy—"

Yi Ermi glanced at the scene, and finally his eyes stopped on Mianying: "Mi Ji is right, you really will come here on your own initiative. Then, as long as you kill you first, you will be fine." ——And the opposite The man has already jumped up, and the dagger slipped out from the wide cuff and threw it at Yiermi. The dagger with the power of thought penetrated the image of Yiermi on the opposite side and stuck straight into the steel door of the elevator.

The face looks back in astonishment!When his neck was almost moving, it was restrained by the cool temperature, and there was a crisp creaking sound from his cervical spine.Il fans stared blankly at the man's head turned 180 degrees for a moment and lost his breath. He raised his dark, lightless eyes and looked at the man who appeared at some time. He had already been attacked by the storm, and it was exactly the same. Two shadows.

When he avoided the attack, he still had no expression on his face, and he didn't even have the shock of ordinary people seeing this incredible turning point.

Yi Ermi retreated step by step, and the gleaming dagger was close to his ear time and time again.Suddenly, without warning, he lowered his body, and took advantage of the opening with his hands as blades to penetrate the chests of two faces with the same rhythm and the same appearance, but with their eyes tightly closed.

The blood is cold without temperature.

This kind of puppet, which is almost indistinguishable from a real person, reminds Yi Ermi of the woman who was destroyed with ridiculous dissection when she was young.

The mind ability of the face shadow is to make this kind of puppet that is indistinguishable from the real person. Yi Ermi stands in place, and the mind nail is thrown from his fingers to stab accurately into the neck of the puppet that is attacking.

A gloomy man with dark gray hair stood behind a spacious winding room.With corridors and giant potted plants obscuring him, he's confident in himself.Dolls without binoculars, made by relying on his memory of himself, flashed in the hall not far away. Their abilities could not harm the killer who beat the enemy Hakka, and their faces were very clear.But his purpose was never to win and beat the enemy.

His gaze moved to another place.

The wind from the tall building poured in through the cracked glass opening, whizzing and blurring the movements of the man and the pretender.But the man's speed and strength have gradually weakened as predicted by his face, and the pretender is getting better and better as he fights.The man was still looking for a turning point and a direction to escape, and his attack gradually turned into a defense that was merely parrying.The attitude of the pretender to fight him even made him feel like a mouse being played with by his fingertips.

When he stepped back again to dodge in the direction of the elevator, the playing cards neatly cut off his hand that was pressing the elevator button.

"Why do you want to run away? The rotten things will only rot even worse if they run away." Disappointment and disgust were evident in the long and narrow golden pupils of the pretender, with one arm around his waist and the other between his fingers A thin playing card with a clown with a hippie smile painted on it.The man looked at him with a look of panic from the pain and fear of losing his arm.

...there is no escape!

The man gritted his teeth and rushed forward with a ferocious face.The blood dripping from the incision of the broken stump was blown away from the falling track by the gust of wind. He bared his incomplete teeth like a beast fighting a trapped beast and fiercely pushed towards the pretender. It was completely unmatched in the previous battle! ——The pretender froze for a step, and it was already too late to dodge. The man's fist hit him in the face with great precision, and the impact forced the pretender to barely stop in front of the shattered floor-to-ceiling glass wall.

The distant ground lay beneath his feet.

The mouth of the pretender who was hit curved into a huge arc.He crouched down and rushed towards the man.

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"Ah, found it."

The attack was launched at the same time as the sound, and the figure struggled to avoid the sudden sharp wind that rang behind him—his left shoulder was pierced, and blood dripped on the floor when he rolled sideways to avoid it.He wanted to stand up and attack, but he was astonished to feel that his body was no longer in control. The pain started from his face. The skin and muscles were like towels that were twisted by someone. The entangled pain made him almost unable to speak.

He managed to open a slit of eyes, and saw the blurred figure of Yi Ermi from the distorted outline.

The slender and tall boy was standing, but Furui Wubo's eyes were not looking at him.

The dust of the battle not far away has settled, and the pretender walked out of the dust intact except for a broken hand. Behind him was the corpse of the employer who beat the enemy, which fell in a pool of blood.

Their eyes meet.The smile on the pretender's face was like an exaggerated mask, his brows and eyes were slender and curved, and his golden pupils shone with a cold luster like a beast.

"Ilmi Beat the Enemy." The pretender clearly said the assassin's name and walked towards him. His walking posture was light and elegant, just like a model walking a catwalk.Finally, he stood an elbow away from Yiermi, "I seem to have accidentally killed your assassination target?"

"It's the employer." The expressionless big cat tilted its head slightly, as if a little distressed, "It's a bit slow, it's too bad, if the employer dies, you won't get the employment money." He looked at the other party, "You name?"

"Hisso?~"

"Then, Hisoka, please pay the final payment of [-] million monies on behalf of my employer, and please come to beat the enemy next time."

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It was just in time for dinner when Yi Ermi returned to beat the enemy Hakka.When Mi Ji saw him, he still raised his hand and called "Big Brother" stupidly like every time he greeted him.

"Is the job done, brother?"

"The employer is dead, so there is no need to kill the target. Maybe next time I can receive a commission for the same target." Illian replied, "But I have already received the full employment fee from other places, so It doesn't matter."

"……what?"

Yi Ermi's eyes fixed on Mi Ji for a moment: "Mi Ji, what is your school?"

"Eh... Is it the transformation type or the operation type? I have never done Mizumi style, but most of my family members are of these two types, and I should not have much difference."

"You have great potential. If we cooperate with you earlier, this work may be completed more." Even when he said the words with regret, Yi Ermi's voice still did not fluctuate, "The task target may also be I mean, you should have flexibly used your abilities earlier."

The little fat man hesitated for a moment with the spoon in his mouth, then nodded.

Yi Ermi stretched out her hand and rubbed Mi Ji's hair very naturally, just like every time she praised Qi Ya.But Mi Ji is different from Qi Ya, Mi Ji's body froze obviously at that moment, Yi Ermi put his hand down and looked at him.

"I'm not Qi Ya, so brother, don't treat me the way you did Qi Ya."

Even if he was suddenly discovered some kind of potential that can be quickly utilized, he thought dully, for so many years he grew up freely without being supervised, and when he was halfway there, someone suddenly It doesn't feel right to let him go.

More importantly, he wants to play games now, so he doesn't want to read books, practice reading or make things.

Yiermi looked at him with a flat expression, but Mi Ji felt that the things in those bottomless eyes were uncomfortable no matter what he looked at.So he changed the subject.

"Where did the elder brother get the other employment money?"

"After one game, he transferred the money to the card. Alright, Miji, don't be too curious. After taking the medicine, go back to your room and do Mizumiya."

Mi Chi, whose purpose was seen through, obediently ate the last bit of food, drank today's medicine, and went back with a glass.He stood on the balcony and searched for a long time but couldn't find the leaves. Mi Chi, who was too lazy to go out again, cut a piece of the plastic bag, dyed it green and told himself that it was a leaf.

The mind force is concentrated in the hand around the rim of the cup.

After a while, sparkling crystals gradually appeared in the turquoise water dyed by the dye attached to the fragments of the plastic bag.

is that a lie? !

Throwing away the glass of water, Mi Chi tried again with a glass of clean and clear water.

Still crystalline.

Frustrated and determined that he is a materialization type, he sat on the bed in distress and began to think blankly that his father is a transformation type and his mother is an operation type, his brother is either an operation type or a transformation type, and he is the embodiment of a genetically modified What is the reason for the chemical system.

Mickey Mouse Comes to Town:

Cry out sadly.I found another difference from my family.I used to be so special.

just-from-you just can't find me-browser

There is no such account: Do not cry and stand up!

Cangxue Wufuzi: You are so special!

Drunk Wo Hongchen: I am not special if you marry me!real!At least you'll have something in common with your dad!They all have a daughter-in-law!

Hanshan Temple fortune teller: Has the result of the forwarded lottery come out yet?

Weibo, which had been ignored all the time, flooded with a large number of replies in an instant. Mi Ji scrolled down and saw the lottery that had already reached [-] retweets, and felt that the whole person was not very good.

Take out your self-esteem? !Don't just kneel down and lick it just for a few precepts? !

Mi Ji, who is also so noble today, quickly contacted the Weibo lottery platform, and spent a lot of money to remit the 50 ring nuns.

Go away, you bloody money, don't get in the way of my gaming.