The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 167 Curt Beats the Enemy

When Jeff heard the sound, he saw that it was a short-haired loli wearing a black kimono with broken bangs.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, holding a small paper folding fan in his hand, he was looking up and down at Jeff curiously.

Apart from the indifferent eyes, he is a rare beauty, and the small mole under the left corner of his mouth adds a bit of charm to him.

Yes, it's him.

Another cute looking boy like Lolo.

With this age, this image, and this outfit, who else is there besides the fifth son of the Beater, Curt Beater?

"Master Curt, it's very dangerous here, wait for me to get rid of this intrusion."

Indus winked and the housekeepers around stepped forward one after another, separating Jeff and Kurt.

On the surface, it was to prevent Jeff from making a sudden attack.

In fact, I don't want Jeff and Curt to have too much contact, so as to avoid anything unexpected.

"Indus, you are so courageous. What do you want to do?" Curt glanced at the butlers around him and said sharply.

Obviously Wutong's little trick was seen through by him at a glance.

There is no good match for the Beaten Family. Regardless of how young Curt is, he has already carried out many assassination plans.

"I came to welcome the guests under the orders of my lord father. My lord father said that he should go to see him with me. Who gave you the power to stop the guests?"

Curt covered his small mouth with the paper fan in his hand and said, his dislike for Wutong was not concealed in his tone.

Although Wutong has a good intention and is doing his best, he doesn't want people of unknown origin to enter the family of Dadike.

But it was clear that Curt didn't appreciate it.

"Subordinates dare not." Indus said neither humble nor overbearing.

Wutong's attitude is what makes Curt most unhappy about him.

"And" Ke Te paused, showing a playful smile and looking at Wutong.

"Didn't you find Wutong? This guest is just playing with you. Otherwise, you would have died long before you attacked."

Father, like son.

Curt watched the whole battle between Indus and Jeff.

Although Curt's strength is far inferior to that of Jeff, even Wutong can't match it.

But as a qualified killer, it is the most basic standard to judge the strength of both the enemy and the enemy.

For those who beat the enemy's family, eyesight is often more important than strength.

It is precisely because of this that the myth that the Beating Enemy family will send the most suitable candidate for each mission, and the assassination rate is nearly [-]%, is not so easy to break.

"What." Wutong was shocked, not that he didn't believe in Curt's judgment, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong during the battle just now.

But it's the same thing, when he actually heard it, it still made him a little too hard to accept.

Perverted eyesight.

Jeff secretly evaluated inwardly.

What Kurt said is right, although the coin ejection of the parasol is fast and fierce, and at the same time it has a firm as a means of protection, it does not mean that Jeff has nothing to do with the parasol.

Although it is an exaggeration to say that it is only easy to defeat and play, but it only takes some effort for Jeff to defeat or even kill Wutong.

According to preliminary estimates, the strength of Wutong is about the stage between the gray bronze elite and the bronze ordinary.

The current self is at the level of ordinary bronze.

I still have a bunch of backhands

"You guys, step back."

Following Curt's order, the housekeepers standing around him looked at each other and retreated one after another.

Curt came to Jeref, looked at Jeref who was hidden in the black robe, and looked into the hood curiously, trying to get a glimpse of Jeref's appearance.

It's a pity that I can only see a blur. Jeff's face has been cast with a confusion spell.

"You are very good. Since you want to see your father, come with me. If you have enough courage."

After Curt finished speaking and glanced at Jeff again, he put away his folding fan and walked towards the depths with small steps.

Jeff followed directly without saying a word. When he passed by Wutong, Wutong held his hands tightly, but he never made a move on Jeff. He didn't let go until Jeff was far away. .

There was nothing to say along the way, mainly because although Curt was a little curious about Jeff's appearance, he had a cold temper and was not very good at communication.

In other words, with a few exceptions, killers generally have this virtue.

When he was on his way, Jeff looked at Curt from the corner of his eye for a while.

No matter from what angle you look at it, Curt is a standard cute little lolita image, and even the voice is feminine and neutral.

But if you look carefully, you can find that the position on Curt's chest is actually slightly undulating, and it is not the so-called flat airport.

"Keep staring at me, what's the matter with you?" Curt turned his head while walking, looking at Jeff.

The voice was still cold, and it was almost impossible to hear any emotion.

"It's nothing, I just think you're pretty." Jeff said directly without any intention of hiding it.

Curt was taken aback when he heard the words, it was the first time he heard such a straightforward speech.

There was finally a ripple in the words.

"Superficial, you are also a guy who judges people by their appearance."

Curt did not hide his poisonous tongue at all, and at the same time, there was a hint of evil in his heart.

"I am male."

"Oh, I can see it." It's a pity that Jeff's reaction disappointed him.

See it?and then?there is none left?

Curt was a little annoyed. After all, although he was trained as a professional killer, Curt's personality became very cold.

But he was just a kid after all.

Just after the two returned to silence, Jeff suddenly felt a squirm at his waist, and then a huge bag protruded from that position.

"Bobo bobo!"

A round pink object drilled out of it. After coming out, it took a few breaths, and then slowly spit it out.

It looked like he was suffocated.

It's little Polly!

"Bobobo!" I saw little Polly waving his small wings, crawling from Jeff's waist to his shoulders, and then shaking his chubby body on his shoulders and jumping a little, as if he was aggrieved What are you talking about.

The whole body was flushed red.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot about you."

There was a hint of apology on Jeff's face. In the world of Pokemon, he was worried that the appearance of Little Polly would cause unnecessary changes, so he kept him in the pocket made with the traceless stretching spell.

Little Polly is also very well-behaved and not noisy.

Jeff promises to release little Polly after this time has passed.

Then passed the pocket world and came to the hunter's world.

结果
He forgot the existence of little Polly.

This is a sad story
(End of this chapter)