Hunter's Mind Slug

Others have already completed the formalities, but Ron has not taken any action.

"Aren't you going to pay?"

Seeing this guy staring at her, Maggie couldn't help but speak.

Is this guy stupid?

Is he planning to learn from them and become a thief in the future? She stared at Ron suspiciously, looking at the shameless guy in front of her.

"I, don't have money."

And when Maggie spoke, Ron also understood what the other party meant.

Originally, he was just staring at the other party, but he didn't think too much. After Maggie spoke, Ron said directly and confidently.

Or it should be said that he was not right, but he was also angry.

He still had a small amount of funds before, which was definitely enough to stay in a hotel. After the account book and bank card were scrapped, he didn't go to reissue them.

Although there was still a little money in his pocket, Ron didn't plan to take it out.

Looking at the money-grubber in front of him, the meaning was very obvious, that is, let the other party pay.

He knew Maggie very well. She was a bit like a miser. Sometimes, even if the money was of no great use to them, she still liked to save it.

It was just a personal hobby.

"You..."

Looking at the righteous guy in front of her, Maggie just wanted to slap him in the face.

But in the end, she didn't do it. She just paid and left without caring about this little thing.

"Pay me back ten times in the future."

Looking at Maggie who turned around and left without even taking the room card, Ron just smiled and followed her.

After walking two steps, he thought of Boudreau who was not far away from him.

"Take the room card, go and rest first, don't worry about me."

Ron was not interested in sharing a room with Boudreau.

Worried that he would be locked out if he walked too slowly, Ron hurried to catch up with Maggie after he finished speaking. Looking at Maggie next to him, he had no expression, but looked very angry.

Very interesting.

On the other side, the hotel front desk.

He took the room card from the front desk lady in a daze.

He didn't know what to say. He felt that his master had become a different person.

Looking at the strange eyes of the front desk lady in front of him, it seemed as if she was saying, you city people are really good at playing, and there are two grown men who have no money at all, and let the girls pay, etc.

Although he didn't say it clearly, but feeling this look, Bodero, who didn't have much money on him, was embarrassed to continue standing here.

He left quickly and went to his room. As for Ron, he didn't dare to disturb him now.

He should continue to practice honestly.

Most of the previous family property was confiscated, and now he is just a poor guy.

So there is nothing to say.

In Maggie's room.

Now she is not alone. If Ron runs fast, he will not be locked out.

"My Lord Maggie, are you still angry?"

Looking at Maggie standing by the window to watch the scenery, Ron stared at her from behind, talking a little improperly, and hugged her from behind.

Just as he hugged the soft flesh, Ron felt a needle prick his body, which was obviously the needle on the other person's body.

Although he didn't dodge, he was hitting someone.

In response, Ron just pretended not to know and didn't let go.

Now Maggie pricked him with a needle, so he would prick her with other things later. Isn't this fair?

He ignored Ron's random thoughts.

"What did you do in there before?"

Maggie, who was hugged, just pricked Ron with a needle a few times to calm down, and then spoke out.

Her head was leaning on Ron's chest, a little relaxed.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, leaned against the window and talked about Ron.

In fact, the relationship between the two of them is a bit complicated.

It's not the level of a man-woman relationship, but it hasn't reached it. It's friends and partners. The two of them have gone beyond a lot.

In fact, the two of them have always had a tacit understanding about this.

A tacit understanding that has always been confusing.

In fact, the two of them are much closer than some ordinary men and women or married people.

It's just that neither of them has reached the last step.

The living environment, the difference in places, and the fact that neither of them is someone who will be idle, at least not now.

"What? It's considered as tapping into my abilities and preparing for the future."

Listening to Maggie's words, Ron did not pause or remain silent. He took a deep breath like a pervert and said directly.

"What about you? What are you going to do here?"

Then he fiddled with the other's pink medium-length hair and asked.

One question for each person, this is fair.

"Are you here to help me? Or to stop me?"

There are only two possibilities for coming here.

In response, Maggie looked up at Ron and looked at the face that she wanted to slap countless times.

"So do you want me to help you or to stop you?"

Before she came here, there was no doubt that she came here to stop and want to persuade Ron, but now, it is obviously impossible.

The Presbyterian Church has most likely already taken action, and something will happen to Ron soon.

And between them...

Maybe something will happen, and at that time, she may have a chance to choose.

Ron or Meteor Street.

Apart from the reason of the Presbyterian Church, Ron, who has always been so unruly, probably didn't want her to dissuade him.

This was a gut feeling, although Ron did act like he missed her a little bit.

But the main purpose of that unflattering speech was to stop her from saying anything more.

Maggie had already given up on trying to dissuade her along the way, but she still needed to know about other situations and what Ron was thinking now.

"Me? I wish you didn't have to do anything."

Seeing Maggie like that, Ron let her go, shrugged, returned to the sofa, and gave the answer while walking.

Feeling the person behind her disappear, Maggie focused on what Ron had just said.

"No need to do anything?"

In fact, what happened before was that Ron, who was originally at peace with the fourth elder, suddenly started fighting in Meteor Street. They did nothing.

Or rather, I can't react.

When I heard the news, the battle was over, the death of the four elders, Ron's defection and being hunted down, all had become settled.

"Yes, in fact, in my opinion, you have a way of thinking that is always wrong."

Sitting on the sofa, looking at the petite figure not far away, Ron explained.

"For our generation, the Presbyterian Church represents Meteor Street. To the outside world, the Meteor Street Presbyterian Church is equal to Meteor Street. This is not wrong, but it is also wrong."

Let’s start directly to explain their relationship and situation with Meteor Street.

And what does Meteor Street mean?