[Hunter x Hunter] Dressed as Brother Hisoka

Yilumi's grandma lives in District [-]. On Meteor Street, District [-] is not a place where there are many powerful people.Illumi and Simon found grandma safely.

After all, the place where grandma lives is not a garbage dump at all, nor is it an ordinary residential area.A small villa, living in a place full of waste and garbage.

Grandma's back represents beating the enemy Hakka, so no one is making trouble, right?

Simon guessed.

Both he and Illumi entered this small villa, but they couldn't stay for long. In the evening, grandma packed biscuits and a bottle of water, and then drove them out mercilessly.

So they still need a place to live. Simon thought of a few places. The big cardboard boxes he saw on the nearby road, and the garbage heap seen in the farther place, the iron seemed to be the corner of the container.

Containers and cartons, he only thought of these two places where he could live.It's also good to rest directly in the open air, take a cardboard to block the line of sight or something.

Simon walked out quietly, always feeling that if he didn't find a place, Illumi would go underground to sleep.

Those memories that always appear intermittently still need to be judged. It is no problem to go underground to rest and breathe underground with the breathing method of Yilumi killer. The concealment seems to be good. It is worth a try no matter what you think, Yilumi if.

So I'm going to look for cardboard boxes and the like.

"Leave Master Illumi and come out alone?" Simon was startled by the sudden voice behind him.

Illumi's grandma?No, he is very tall, but he is also an old man. Knowing that Yilumi is also called the young master, the housekeeper who protects Yilumi?Never seen it.

"Patriarch's order, you should leave Young Master Illumi. According to the deal you made with your mother a few years ago, you can be thrown to Meteor Street."

"The farther the better, if I see you, I will kill you, this is also the Patriarch's order."

The butler stood on the road between Simon and the villa. Simon glanced over there and sighed.

I also felt that there would be such a day, but it was a little early unexpectedly.

Although he came out with a pen and paper with him, Simon bent down and took an iron plate and stone at his feet, and used the pointed corner of the stone to engrave on the iron plate.

【I'm leaving, looking for Hisoka】

Pass the iron plate to the butler. As for whether the butler will give it to Illumi, it's up to him to judge.

Simon turned around and walked resolutely, running more than half of the way before stopping.

After all, I have already prepared, and it is useless to slow down.So, think about what to do next.

It was her mother's order to be released to Meteor Street, no matter whether she had thought about it carefully or not, since she has always had a good relationship with Ki Qiu, as well as some non-obvious information.Simon thinks that his mother has power on Meteor Street, or that it is very likely that he was born on Meteor Street.

Connected with his father's identity as a gangster, some things can be vaguely confirmed.

Then it is necessary for him to get acquainted with the gangsters on Meteor Street. Of course, the priority now is to grow. Compared with Illumi, he still has some secrets in his cognition.

read.

The memory fragments found in the messy memory are the most useful, and the deliberate search in the past few months may be because I knew there was this thing in the first place, so I went directly to the right direction think.

In short, the ability to read should be the step of one's qualitative change.

There is only one subtle clue about how to get it, fighting with people who have the ability to think, it may be activated.

Meteor Street is not a friendly place... Difficult.Children are the weak at the bottom, and all plans may have to be postponed, and survival is the kingly way.

Try to run as far as possible before dark, and run out in the opposite direction.

Simon ran, and suddenly jumped sideways.It can be regarded as being a killer for so long, and he is already very sensitive to breath.

"Ah... it's been discovered." A hoarse voice came from behind the garbage dump, and Simon hurried away a few steps.

"If you dare to approach me again, I will kill you, and if you dare to pass by my house openly, I will kill you too."

"The guy from outside."

Clearly hostile, but not sharp.Simon turned away from the pile of garbage and turned to the right.

"Tsk." As they drifted away, Simon vaguely heard the other party click.

If Simon walked straight through, their dilapidated hut—a circle surrounded by scrap iron, and the almost full bottle of mineral water just found in the house today would be exposed to his vision.

This mineral water bottle is a recyclable type with a relatively soft shell. They are afraid that the bottle will be broken by the rough steel, so they can only hold it by one person to protect it from being discovered. They will secretly share some drinks at night and dig a hole to bury the bottle. .

The way Simon turned back made him click his tongue.There was a handicapped child over there, who would have been lingering on his last breath if he survived. If life was in danger or the child found food that could seduce them, as a member of Meteor Street, he would not bully him for no reason.But people from outside are not necessarily so.

It was his own business that the child would die, and another to reject outsiders.

Simon did meet the child. Unlike the last time, he didn't realize that there was someone underneath until he stepped on the place where the child was.

This time, the other party deliberately concealed his aura and curled up into a ball.If Simon hadn't chosen to walk a little bit up this small garbage dump to see where he was now, he wouldn't have found that there was a living person underneath, so he might have walked over.

Simon noticed his presence. Although he was not hostile, he took two steps back vigilantly.

The discovered child crawled out of the gap tremblingly. Simon first noticed his only arm, and then noticed the tightly clenched fist.

Kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, keeping a distance from himself, he slowly stretched out his hands, his fists spread out, it was a piece of gray dough that was kneaded into a ball.

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