MTL - Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover-Chapter 23 ordinary people

   Chapter 23 Ordinary People

   Night.

   On the bustling city streets, the traffic is full of brilliance and brilliance.

   On the top of the tall building, there was only a slightly cool night wind and a hazy moonlight like a veil.

   Hearing the disgusting female voice coming from behind, the man in the suit turned around, the melancholy on his face had long since disappeared with the night wind, replaced by a handsome smile.

  The man has black hair, straight eyebrows, and a friendly smile that is deliberately disguised at this moment, so he is about to put a "little white face" label on his forehead.

   "Ken, your smile makes me sick."

   Looking at the smirk on the man's face, the woman who just came out of the door did not hide her disgust at all.

  The woman has frantic wavy red hair, no makeup on her face, wearing thin suspenders and ultra-short hot pants, and doesn't mind exposing large areas of skin to the air.

   To be more precise—

   is a muscle.

   The man who was called Ken by the woman shrugged and smiled: "Sivir, you can't express your inner thoughts at will. This is the most basic social common sense."

   "That's called hypocrisy."

   Sivir snorted coldly.

  Kean didn't argue, he held up his phone and waved it towards Sivir twice and smiled, "The 'Grand Prize' has been shaken by Genbul."

   "Oh? Good news."

   Sivir raised his eyebrows, strode over to Kane, and asked, "So is this operation waiting for him?"

   "Of course you have to wait, multiple people, multiple guarantees."

Ken smiled and put away his cell phone, then took out a pack of cigarettes, flipped the cigarette pack upside down and threw a cigarette between his fingers, and said seriously: "More importantly, his 'advance' gambling money this time is not much. It shouldn't take too long."

   "Hey, why did Genbul come up with such a troublesome ability, I don't understand at all..."

  Sivir put his hands on his hips, habitually complaining about Genbull's ability.

Ken lit a cigarette, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Genbull's luck is not bad this time, he only shakes a few times and he shakes the jackpot. If he chooses to 'cash the chips', then the 'qi' he cashes out can be Let him easily repay the advanced gambling capital, and at the same time use the remaining 'qi' to punch you out, this is the benefit of trouble."

   "One punch? Who do you look down on?"

   Sivir tilted his head to look at Ken, his body surging with aura, exuding a heavy sense of oppression, the whole person looked like a beast that was about to devour flesh and blood.

  Kean kept an elegant smile and suggested: "If you want to verify my statement, it's too late to call Genbul, let him choose not 'cash what he wants', but 'cash chips'."

  “…”

   Sivir said nothing, just stared at Ken fiercely.

  Kean was unaffected, smoking a cigarette calmly.

   After a while.

   Sivir restrained his aura and said coldly, "I'm not like someone, so I won't affect the progress of the mission because of 'personal needs'."

   "Well, excellent."

   Ken smiled at Sivir.

  's calm appearance made Sivir's veins float.

   "crunch-"

  The iron gate on the roof was suddenly pushed open.

   A young couple snuggled out of the iron gate and stopped subconsciously when they saw Ken and Sivir.

  The young girl whispered: "There is someone here, let's change the place."

"All right."

   The young boy seemed a little reluctant, thinking that it was not easy to find a place without spending money.

   He took the girl's arm and was about to turn around and walk back to the iron gate.

   "snack—"

   Just as he turned around, there was a sudden light sound in his ear, and at the same time a large amount of sticky substance was spilled on him.

"Eh?!"

  The young boy stared blankly at the broken arm in the crook of his arm, as if he hadn't realized what happened.

   Then,

   A ferocious force hit him.

   "Crack!"

   The young boy's body suddenly exploded, turning into flesh and blood.

   On the edge of the roof fence.

  Kean put his palm against his forehead, and looked helplessly at Sivir who made the young couple into meat sauce.

   He thinks this behavior is really unnecessary.

   seems to be able to extract information from the eyes that look over. Sivir, who was standing in front of the iron gate, looked back at Ken, and said in a bad tone: "What? Have an opinion?"

   "No opinion, I just don't think it's necessary, and it might cause trouble."

   Ken tilted his head slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke.

   "嘁."

   Sivir strode towards the iron gate, leaving a message full of contempt.

   "Just two ordinary people who can be seen everywhere."

  “…”

  Kane watched Sivir leave, flicking the cigarette holder with his fingers.

   "Although I don't agree with your behavior just now, your sentence...is the most reasonable sentence you said tonight."

—

   The next day, early morning.

  Moyu woke up on time driven by his biological clock.

   Last night, I practiced my fists and feet against the shadow man stake for two hours. I don't know if I have improved in physical skills, but the pain is really painful...

   Sharpening "pain tolerance" itself is a gradual process, and he felt that he was still a little eager to achieve success.

   Fortunately, as long as you close the sperm hole and enter the "absolute" state, the "pain" accumulated during training will quickly fade away.

   At least Moyu can endure it for now, and is willing to stick to it.

  Otherwise, it would be funny if he fell to the ground and rolled his head because he was punched in the future.

  Moyu got up and washed briefly, then went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

   Throw the blanched meat into the iron pot, add rice and enough water, then control the amount of firewood, and then clean with a broom.

   Qiduo also got up early, saw Moyou sweeping the floor, said hello and offered to help.

   Adhering to the concept that the visitor is a guest, Moyou didn't want Chiduo to help with cleaning, but he couldn't resist Chiduo's insistence, so he gave up.

   With Chita's kind help, the time to clean the temple has become longer.

   It’s not because Qiduo doesn’t know how to clean, but because Qiduo pursues cleanliness too much…

   After the two of them cleaned up, the meat porridge in the kitchen was almost ready.

  Moyou added some salt to taste, then got up the pot and took out the meat porridge.

   "Don't you open the door?"

   After eating the meat porridge prepared by Moyou, Qi Duo looked at the closed gate of the temple.

  Moyou lowered his head to clean up the dishes and explained, "I'm not good at receiving tourists, so I usually choose to close the temple before Hawke comes back."

   "But if someone comes, will you still open the door?"

   Qiduo withdrew her gaze from the door, turned to Moyou, and asked in a meaningful way.

   She could guess the reason why Moyou chose to close the monastery. It may be one of the reasons that he is not good at receiving tourists, but it is more to be able to practice meditation.

   "It depends."

   Moyou replied casually, and stood up with the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

   As soon as he took a step, there was a knock at the door.

   Qiduo leaned on her cheeks, not at all surprised, as if she had long known that someone would knock on the door.

   And Moyu just glanced at the door, then ignored the knock and walked straight to the kitchen.

   (end of this chapter)