In the afternoon, it was slightly rainy and cloudy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was still that lazy rooftop, and I sat on the sidelines, letting my legs dangle in the air. The thin rain drifted to his cheeks, cool, as if he had been secretly kissed.

"Thank you, old man, that day." One-eyed sat cross-legged to the side, looking at the black pressure above his head, gloomy, and his jaw wide open like an oxygen-starved fish.

"Actually, I wanted to kill you that day." I replied casually.

"Why?" One-eyed lowered his head, dazed on his wet face.

"There's no reason to say it, maybe you were too embarrassed that day."

A black sedan sped downstairs, like pedestrians on the side of the road, dodging the annoying rain.

One-eyed was a little speechless, and he couldn't answer after touching his head and thinking about it for a long time.

"Anyway, maybe it's wrong." I turned my head and gave One-Eye a smile of "I'll be on time next time."

It's been three months since the night the arachoid hunt was killed. During this time, except for occasionally helping One-Eye get a few miscellaneous pieces, the rest of the time is quite leisurely. The Seven Souls never appeared again, but the red-haired women were becoming more and more able to toss, often making a place look like a battlefield. I don't even care if I'm chased by the police as a dangerous person.

By the way, they also gave themselves a particularly loud - or strange name - the Twelve Inhumans.

I wonder what idol group Little Tigers are imitating?

Who knows.

"There's something, old man, that I've always thought weird." One-eyed had a rare seriousness on his face: "Remember the day I found you on the road?" ”

I nodded.

"I saw someone talking to you from afar, and when he came, he was gone, but you said he hadn't seen him." One-Eyed was sure.

I didn't speak, and the one-eyed expression told me there was more to this.

"When you shot me, I seemed to see the man again, just around the corner on the side of the road, as if he was watching us."

"Hunters too?" I guess.

"Not really." One-eyed touched his chin and thought for a long time: "It should be a person, but it seems to be a little wrong, I can't say, Mao Mao just thinks it's weird." ”

I was noncommittal, I could only choose silence.

"You've seen it, why do you say you don't remember?" One-eyed, he suddenly patted his head, widened his eyes and took a step back: "You won't be with him, will you?" ”

"You've found out." I slowly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the one-eyed: "I didn't want to kill you, but now I can only kill you." ”

"You・・・・・・ you can't be serious, right?" One-eyed grinned, but there was no smile at all.

"Click."

The gun was loaded.

"Don't, don't, what do we have to do with you, I'll definitely keep it secret for you, I swear, I'm 10,000 hairy vows, if I betray you, I'll be a puddle of snot in the next life, okay?" One-Eyed was about to cry.

"Poof—"

I was laughing so hard that I was on the ground. In the next life, he will become snot, and this strange poisonous oath is probably something that one eye can think of.

"Wow, you're lying to me!" One-eyed looked like he had been greatly wronged, and it was a punch to my shoulder.

However, the one-eyed words made me a little concerned.

What is the origin of that mysterious person who has never appeared in my memory?

"Yo, you're so idle." A thin man climbed onto the roof and sat on the ground.

White shirt, bib pants, cap. This shape is simply too republican.

"Still wearing this suit?" As always, I complained about his outfits.

"Hey, hey, nostalgic for the old." The man yawned.

"It's your style." I nodded and sat down as well.

"Who is this?" One-eyed looked up and down at this inexplicable buddy in front of him, and he was not polite at all.

"Seamus." I named him by name.

"Seamus!" One-eyed jumped instantly.

"You, your hairy is the legendary escape master who can never be caught and resolutely refuses to be reincarnated - Seamus?"

"Ha, it turns out that my name is so long." Seamus grinned: "No, no, no, let's call me Seamus." ”

"Are you really Seamus?!" One-Eyed still couldn't believe his ears: "Oh no, old man, how do you know him?" ”

"Anyway," I smiled, "I guess, he's the only real target I want to hunt." ”

"Then how did you ・・・・・・?"

"If you can't catch it, you can't kill it, and over time you seem to know each other." I spread my hands.

"Where, where, you were one of the few white hunters who could push me into a corner." Seamus patted me on the shoulder, as if reminiscing about the playful childhood banter of two old friends.

"Hunt Seamus, why?" In one-eyed impressions, I never seemed to be concerned about anything.

yes, why? I've been asking myself a lot too.

The rain was getting even more intense than before.

"Maybe it's fun." Stretched.

One is the top hunter, the other is the perfect prey, the ultimate hunter and the extreme escaper, perhaps, this battle is predestined.

One-Eye raised his hands in convincing, and Seamus smiled unusually happily, as if this history of death had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, why are you here?"

"Passing by." Seamothy lifted the brim of his hat: "I just teased four or five hunters, and I laughed to death." What about you, or here in the sun? ”

I shrugged.

"How many years have you been in the sun and you haven't changed places, you are also nostalgic for the old, but there is no sun to bask in today haha." Seamus got up and patted his pants: "I'm leaving." ”

"Ah, speaking of which," Seamus thought of something, turned to me and said, "By the way, I heard that something happened to Group G. ”

G Group?!

A bolt of lightning exploded in my head.

"There's definitely something wrong with this G group."

On the night he met the Seven Souls, Ray seemed to have said so.

"What's wrong?" I asked lightly.

"Who knows, listening to what those hunters said, it seems that there is a lot of trouble, and it seems that even the seven souls have been involved."

Sure enough, it seems that this legend is more than just a legend.

"Don't go over there if it's okay, I know you're afraid of trouble." After saying that, Seamus rolled over and flew off the rooftop, disappearing into the layers of buildings.

"G Group, I need to go." I said, carrying the gun on my back.

"Maomao, didn't you tell you not to go?" When One-Eye thought of the Seven Souls, there was a faint trace of fear in his heart.

"I told you not to go." I took a step forward and stood on the edge of the roof with two feet. The wind mixed with the rain beat the hair and the corners of the clothes, and there was a soft hula sound.

This atmosphere is inexplicably a little tragic.

"Don't worry, I'm a white hunter." With that, I tiptoed lightly and leaned over and flew towards the distance of this haze.

A loud and fierce bang exploded through the broken walls of Group G.

The diffuse dust and smoke were dispersed by the rolling air waves, as if a silent stage cloth had been suddenly opened.

This time the stage is in G Group, and the monsters that can't be seen are honored to be the audience, and in the middle of the stage, twelve performers are "interacting intimately" with the "audience" in their own way.

"Rough mouth, rough mouth," the pigtailed man struck an uppercut, blasting a monster with a tiger's back like a shot put, and turned back to the kitchen knife man and smiled: "You really touched the cockroach nest this time." ”

"Hey, hey!" Hu Kou smiled heartily: "It's not right, come to the fucking pot of stew." ”

As he spoke, a monster with an elongated body turned directly into a piece of meat in a flying kitchen knife.

"Haha, can you eat this kind of thing?" The pigtailed man laughed and broke the neck of a monster.

"What you are talking about, except for the sister of the Shen family, which of us has nothing dirty on us?" Hu Kou jumped up with a knife and slashed directly at a monster's head: "I've either drunk demon blood or eaten demon meat, and some have rolled in the ghoul pile, what are these?" ”

"Bang!" A two-headed monster was kicked to the ground, and on its tattered abdomen, it was stepping on a strange roller skate.

"You two, if you can get out alive and quarrel again." The man with glasses said, and kicked the two-headed monster into the air again: "Also, the head of the sister is the head of the sister, not your sister." ”

"Hahaha!" Hu Kou laughed even happier: "You fuck, you have enough dedication, but it's a pity that the Shen family's sister just can't look down on you, hahaha!" ”

"You!" A flush fluttered on the glasses man's delicate face.

"What, Lao Tzu said something wrong?" Hu Kou has a rough face, "I don't accept you to beat me".

"Whew!"

A red light whistled through, instantly piercing the hearts of several monsters.

"Don't make a fuss, concentrate." The red-haired woman dodged the claws of a monster, her long red hair arcing in a bright arc along her body.

"After all," the pigtailed man looked at the monsters surging like a tide, and his smile was a little more uneasy: "I don't know when I will be a head if I continue to fight like this." ”

"Boom!" An explosion came from overhead, and large and small stones splashed and scattered from overhead, which once again opened the prelude to the originally opened stage.

When the smoke cleared, there were five more performances on the stage.

Seven Souls Black Clothes, Seven Souls Iron Man, Seven Souls Thunder, Seven Souls Ghost Hand, Seven Souls Lin.

"Hey, you're everywhere." Hu Kou kicked a flying monster in the direction of thunder with a strong kick.

"I'll give it back to you as it is." Lei grinned and split the "meeting gift" that Hu Kou had sent in half.

"Looks like we're on one side this time?" The red-haired woman stared at the black, the corners of her mouth raised like a flag.

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed fist had already landed on the face of a monster.

Silent answer.

"It's still so cool." The red-haired woman took out a toothpick and bit it in her mouth, and suddenly became much more excited: "Okay, cheer up and play!" Twelve Inhumans can't lose to Seven Souls! ”

"Sister, that's a pompous name—" The man in glasses sighed.

"Hehe, that's my style, up!"

"Roar!"

The sound of collision, the sound of splintering, and the figures of fierce battles came and went. Red light, silver blades, fierce punches, swift kicks. In the direction of the screams, groups of monsters were blasted away, knocked over, and chopped into scattered pieces.

This performance finally ushered in the climax.