Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Germain turned around and picked up the previous topic: "Bisji, when you say 'hiring professionals,' are you implying that the 'Ten Old Man' will hire 'the Hakka Family'?" "

"Well, talking to smart people goes smoothly and doesn't require much explanation."

Bisji smiled, then turned serious.

"At present, they can only guarantee that they will never lose again by hiring a killer who "beats the enemy's Hakka family", right? "

"If they lose for the third time, not only will their lungs explode with anger, but their status will also be shaken. "

"Of course, their position is no longer stable. At this point, they hate you to the core, but there is nothing they can do about it."

Indeed, if the world's number one killer family, the "Breaking Enemy Family", sends Irmi, Germain can still fight a dozen of them.

If the two masters Jie Nuo and Xiba come, even if only one comes, German will be in great trouble and even his life will be in danger.

Germain will never forget that the last member of the Phantom Troupe who had the number 8 spider tattoo died at the hands of Sheba.

If he also died at the hands of Sheba, then this number is indeed a "curse", just like the curse of the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Is Xiaodi the real chosen one?

However, even if Jeno and Sheba come together, as long as Germain is not killed instantly, Germain can teleport away through the "lantern".

This is his last resort to save his life.

"Put aside the matter of "beating up the enemy Hakka family" who may come to assassinate you. "

Bisji came forward and stared at Germain curiously.

"Let's talk about the purpose of our meeting this time. Why do you want to try the beauty technique of "Magic Beautician Miss Cookie"? "

"It's an experiment."

Germain replied: "I have accumulated too much "stress" and need some way to release it, and now I am looking for more ways to release it, and I thought of you. "

""pressure"? "

Bisji stretched out her hand and pressed it on Germain's chest. Her thoughts rippled like ripples. After a long time, she came to a conclusion.

"I see... Our 'Shingen Ryū' is particularly sensitive to the human spirit. I did feel something abnormal."

"Isn't this the kind of "stress" that accumulates from fatigue and upset? "

"In short." Germain dragged out a bench and placed it in front of Bisji, and he lay on it. "Please, please summon your "Magic Beautician Miss Cookie." "

Bisji sighed: "Aren't you going to answer my question directly? It seems that the secret you are hiding is probably 'taboo'... To be honest, I already have some kind of ominous premonition."

She felt that she was close to the truth, but she had not yet broken through this layer of paper that made her wonder.

Bisji looked at Germain's back and suddenly realized something. He swallowed, stretched out his hand, slapped his butt, and scolded him.

"That's not okay. You have to take off your upper body clothes."

"Do you want to take off your clothes?" Germain turned around and asked in surprise, "Are there such 'restrictions'?"

"That's not true." Bisji started to tell lies with his eyes open, "It's just that the ability of my "Nian Beast" will be more effective if it can directly touch your body. "

"Since you have to try and experiment, of course you have to choose the most perfect method, right? If you don't mind flaws or unexpected situations, I don't mind either."

After Bisji finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Germain from the corner of his eye.

Germain did not realize Bisgi's true intention, but instead agreed with her statement.

"You're right, just do what you say."

He stood up from the bench, neatly took off the hunter's black robe on his upper body, threw it aside, revealing his upper body covered with shallow scars, and then lay down on the bench again.

"I can do it, you go ahead."

"I'm almost done... uh, no!"

Bisji's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but stretched out his white-gloved fingers, stroking the old and new wounds greedily.

"It seems that you have had a relatively fierce battle recently. Judging from the degree of healing of these wounds, I guess it was half a month ago, right?"

"No." German shook his head, "It was a wound left a few days ago."

Bisji's eyes widened in surprise: "It's impossible, right? Lying is not good. Although I often lie myself, I still want to teach you a few words."

Germain didn't bother to explain, because it would involve Madge's "Thread Stitching" and his own "Hunter Badge", which would be endless.

"Bisji, let's start."

"All right."

Bisji reluctantly touched Germain's back again, and then released his thoughts, gradually condensing into a gentle female image.

"Magic Beautician Miss Cookie", hereafter referred to as "Ms. Cookie", has long pink shawl hair and a professional smile, standing next to Bisji.

""Miss Cookie", use "Peach Breath". "Bisiji could have recited this step silently in her mind, but she still said it out loud to Germain, "Let him be comfortable. "

Strictly speaking, Germain and Bisgi had only met once before, and all other communications were done on mobile phones. However, Germain was able to show his trust in her.

For Bisji, this is actually an incredible thing.

Germain is lying on the bench now, which is equivalent to revealing a fatal flaw to Bisji. As long as Bisji has evil thoughts at this moment, even if he dodges in time, he will be hit hard.

Bisij is a habitual liar and has traveled around the world. She has seen a lot and knows all kinds of people. She knows very well that there are very few people who trust her so much.

Therefore, she chose to reciprocate and let Germain know every step of the process.

"Next, the thought energy of "Ms. Cookie" will change into "lotion" and massage you. The whole process will take about 30 minutes. You need to completely relax. "

"good."

Germain let go of the thoughts that were entangled in his body, and his body muscles gradually relaxed, and then he felt the slipperiness of the lotion and the varying strength of "Ms. Cookie"'s fingers.

In fact, "Miss Cookie" did not really touch Germain. Her fingers were still some distance away from Germain's skin. What really made contact was her thoughts.

But Germain could clearly feel the touch of his fingertips, palms, fists, or elbow joints, which made his body and mind become involuntarily lazy.

His body felt as if his flesh had softened, lost its structure, and become as comfortable as a fluid.

German already suffered from narcolepsy, and with this method of falling asleep quickly, he fell asleep with even breathing in less than ten minutes.

"Miss Cookie"'s intimate massage would continue for about twenty minutes, and she did not stop even after Germain fell asleep.

Looking at Germain's peaceful sleeping face, Bisji showed a kind smile like an old woman's for the first time.

"Your name is Xiaodi, right?" She walked up to the short-haired woman at the helm and whispered, "He must have been nervous for a long time, not a week or two, but several months."

"Drive slowly and steadily, and let him have a good sleep."

"Okay." Xiaodi replied and pointed to "Miss Cookie", "But when I stop the fishing boat, you can let me experience it too. I'm very curious about what it's like."

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