Diablo Destruction

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The next day, I handed over the work of the street vendor to Seattle. Anyway, Brother Two didn't have much to do. Instead of letting him go to the bar to waste food, it would be better to do something more meaningful.

As for me, I have other things. The mysterious dark gold merchant mentioned by Tulakov yesterday and the shortage of honey mentioned by Sakiri have always made me care. Something looming in my mind reminds me that I plan to go Do something.

I didn’t leave Camp Roger. I circled around the edge of the camp for a few times. When I saw that there were no people around, I turned into a small alley in a corner, digging deeper into it. In the end, a broken one was abandoned. Stopped in front of the old hotel, if you remember well, it should be here?

Looking at the locked hotel door, I jumped straight into the open window on the second floor.

There was no one inside, frowning. I didn’t give up. I walked into the room while looking around, and finally stayed in front of an extinguished bonfire, squatted down, reached out and squeezed the ashes inside, and turned into a detective. Wu Fan.

Sure enough, I felt the ashes of the ashes. I stretched my brows and showed a bright smile. This remote place, this run-down old hotel, is usually reluctant to come even if beggars or stray dogs, except for a limited number of people who know .

But where did she go? Could it have left Rogge camp and missed it?

Thinking of this, I clapped my palms, left the abandoned old hotel, walked down the alley, and looked down.

Other than here, I only know that Lu Gaoyin has a hiding place, maybe I should go there and look? No no no. Let me think again, is there any other possibility besides there.

The whole Camp Roger, there are not many things that she can remember. Me, the fairy legs, the buns with meat, and the honey, of course, are the dark dishes that can remember the bottom of the bowl. Wait, maybe there is...

A flash of light flashed in my mind, and I speeded up, running all the way through streets, half a camp, and finally came to a familiar place.

Orphanage.

I remember taking her to the orphanage before, but I still wanted to use the enthusiasm of those innocent and simple bear children to transform her cold heart that no one but me and the leg hair fairy wanted to accept. I did not expect the battle to fail. But at that time, I found out unexpectedly that when she watched me and the children playing, those simple black eyes that were almost dumb, seemed to pass all other unspeakable feelings.

It is this memory of details that reminds me of my luck here. If I can’t, I will go to Lu Gaoyin. If I still can’t find it, I can only go about it. I hope she hasn’t left the league.

Far away, I saw children playing under the guidance of nuns. Missyya’s heavy secondary two and strong heart girl is not here, probably in patrol work, how to say. Even if it is for the children, it is impossible to escape from work every day.

not here? At a glance, I didn't see the black figure, and yes, maybe I was looking at it.

No, wait. what is that?

Perhaps it was more of an intuition. I seem to find that in a forest hundreds of meters away from the orphanage, there seems to be a flash of light.

Squinting and bending down, like a leopard who found a prey, I crept around halfway around the orphanage, came to the back of the woods, and then stepped closer to the place where the clue was just found.

Not there? No, from the perspective just now, it should be on top.

As soon as I lifted my head, I immediately saw the familiar black figure that made me want to have a wet eye socket. I was sitting on a tree a few meters high. Through the fine leaves, my eyes were unbiased and just fell. Go to the orphanage.

Seemingly fascinated, when I scared her, snickered a few times, I condensed my breath, completely hidden the footsteps, step by step, approaching the shadow at a very slow and quiet speed, and waiting for her to be less than three Mi Yuan, suddenly flew, hugged Mengmeng Da sister.

She was about to cover her eyes, and suddenly, a icy cold wind burst from the holding body, freezing me in an instant, and then, a delicate, familiar fist enlarged in front of her eyes.

With a bang, the fist stopped less than half a distance away from the forehead, and my frightened body was wet and frightened.

If this fist didn't stop in time, and it just hit my forehead, my whole head would be shattered, and there was no fluke.

At the same time, I also deeply felt why when Turakov mentioned the first contact with the little sister, why did he show a fear expression, probably just like what I felt at this time, in front of the cold breath of killing The mouse that the snake is staring at cannot move at all.

Fortunately, none of this was found. The fist finally stopped. I was really a fool. I was beaten so badly by the fist of the younger sister. I already knew that she had the power of a superman. Why did she die? How about scaring her like this?

"Master...brother?" The man in cloak who stopped his punching action, took off his hat, and the black hair with pony tails pours down. At the same time, her black long-sleeved cloak also opened from the middle, revealing the extreme Dressed in a refreshing waistless blouse and tight shorts, a pair of knee-length leather shoes at the foot, all black, like a punk girl from which era, it looks cool, the first time I saw her People will think so.

However, only me and the leg hair fairy know that hidden in her seemingly cold dress, that unfathomable idiot attribute can definitely rank in the top three in the mainland.

"Me, it's me, Biansha, don't you even recognize it?"

Seeing that the younger sister is still hesitating, I have been greatly traumatized. Although I have not seen it for several years, my appearance has not changed at all, can't I recognize it?

You too, little sister, this exquisite face that can be cold and stupid, this tall and slender posture, and this distressed chest are exactly the same as a few years ago. Brother I really don’t know if I should be happy or sad for you .

"Really Brother?"

"Of course it is." I nodded vigorously.

"From the sense of breath and taste, it is indeed Brother, but..." Beansha sniffed her nose, clearly already affirmed, but still showing her watchful eyes, as if someone had pretended to have deceived her.

"However, my brother has taught me to show evidence in everything and cannot easily believe what others say."

I’m not someone else. Forget it. I did teach Beansha in this way. I was afraid that she was too naive to be deceived. Thousands of thousands of people have asked this sentence. Is this considered to be a stone hitting your own feet?

"What evidence do you want?" I asked with a smile.

"If it is a real brother, it should have the unfathomable arithmetical ability like Beansha." Beansha leapt backwards, pulling the distance like a ring battle, and the body was ignited.

"Duel, come up with evidence that you are a brother."

"Hum...Hum, Beansha, it seems that you have forgotten the shame of losing to my hands that year, let's just let Brother I let you recall again today."

"Biansha, did not lose, just tied."

"..." But... Damn, obviously an idiot, but such a thing can be remembered so clearly, I wanted to foolish my stupid little sister.

However, I remember fighting for a long time at that time, and even playing the game of life in the end, I still did not win or lose. Doesn’t that mean that if I want to fight against Beansha now, it will take a lot of time?

"Wait." I compared a pause gesture.

"Why, are you afraid? Sure enough, it's a fake brother."

"No, listen to me, the evidence is not the same, I have other evidence to prove it."

"Oh oh, then hurry up and show it to Beansha."

No way, in order to quickly gain the trust of Beansha, can only do so? Although it is a bit shameful, should no one else see it?

I glanced around, and after confirming that there was no one, I coughed a few times: "Biansha, do you remember the story of the big devil Buu I told you?"

"Of course I remember, that was Bian Sha's favorite story." The little teacher nodded vigorously.

"Then you must remember that while telling the story, brother and I will teach you how to fit."

"Oh, remember everything!" The little teacher and sister cheered and seemed to like the so-called fit technique in my mouth.

"Then, if you can perform this combination technique, you should be able to prove my identity. No, to be honest, now I also doubt whether you are a fake sister. If it is really my sister, make it together, Prove it to me!"

"Biansha is Beiansha, so it can't be fake." Xiaoshimei looked amazed and nodded. Then, the two kept their distance and confrontation posture unchanged, and began to circle around in a circle. Just like a sumo wrestler in a battle, he must knock down the opponent at any time.

"Hah!"

"Hi!"

Suddenly, Biansha and I started at the same time, and rushed towards each other, and when the distance was less than one meter, suddenly turned around and faced one side, then took a step like a crab and jumped up and jumped up. Various weird dance steps.

"Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da~www.ltnovel.com~ 咻咻咻咻咻咻."

"Hey Hey."

"Hah! Hey!"

"Puff puff ploppy!"

"Fit!!!"

In the end, the four index fingers that I and Beansha added together neatly and sipped together, but nothing happened.

However, this is enough.

"Brother!"

"Sister!"

With tears full of tears, finally, the brothers and sisters who recognized each other hugged tightly together and staged a touching reunion between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai...

. . . (To be continued.)