The starting point is Magic Knife Thousand Blades, the weapon master among hunters.

"I... There really is no hiding ... Something..."

The dying figure on the ground heard footsteps and thought it was Booker back, explaining intermittently.

"That guy has been caught, and will probably be executed. Luo An looked at the blood-red eyes, was silent for a moment, and said.

Hearing that it wasn't Booker's voice, the man raised his head with difficulty and looked at Luo An: "So... ?..."

Luo An sighed and scattered the imperial tool on his forehead.

He didn't try to call someone for help, because the person in front of him was no longer saved.

It's not just his physical injuries, but more importantly, he has lost the will to live.

Candidate No. 33 suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, and then an abnormal blood color rose on his face.

"What was that?" No. 33 seemed to regain some strength, and began to speak coherently.

"It's something that has the ability to read minds, and wearing it allows you to see through what other people are thinking. Luo An explained: "For example, you were thinking about what happened when you were a child just now. "

"And this kind of thing?" No. 33 was stunned for a moment, and then said with some envy, "If only I had it, maybe I wouldn't have fallen to..."

Luo An paused, not knowing what to say.

If the other party is an ordinary person, he will tell the other party that it is not necessarily a good thing to be able to read minds.

It's a pity that the other party is a Kuluta.

"Why, we are obviously no different from ordinary people. "

No. 33's gaze was a little dazed, as if he was asking Luo An, and he seemed to be asking himself.

He has always had good intentions towards the world, otherwise he would not have run out.

But after he came out, neither the people he helped nor the unrelated passers-by regarded him as one of the same kind after knowing his identity.

Later he learns to hide his identity, but even so, he eventually falls to this point.

"Maybe you're not strong enough. Luo An paused, and this was the only reason he could think of.

The husband is not guilty of his crimes?

This is not suitable for the Guluta clan, because the fiery red eye is a worthless thing, at least Luo An doesn't think there is any beauty in taking it off.

Or do they deserve to die?

This also makes no sense, because for at least for more than a hundred years, the Kuluta have been in a state of seclusion, and it will not affect others at all.

The only reason is that they are not strong enough, and they have wasted the superior talent that God has given them to their clan.

Leads to ill-intentioned people who pack their eyes into goods.

There is no real paradise in this world, and backwardness will only become prey.

If they can make good use of their talents, not to mention that each of them can be as strong as Kurapika in the end, but at least they won't be wiped out by the brigade.

Even further, it can be used to make its own clan a signboard-like existence like a beater.

Everyone knows that beating the enemy's head is worth it, but who dares to go in and take it?

But the people of the Luta tribe made the most wrong decision.

"I see. No. 33 was stunned for a long time before slowly nodding.

Yes, his eyes are worth a lot of money, yes, but nowhere near the point of making everyone ignore the danger.

The reason why they have fallen to the present is because they are too weak.

Number 33's eyes widened, and it seemed that the demise of the Guluta was before his eyes.

But the next moment, the picture of the demise of the clan suddenly dispersed, and the figure of the man in front of him appeared clearly in front of him.

"This gentleman..."

"My name is Roan. "

"Mr. Roan. No. 33 stood up with his body propped up and knelt in front of Luo An: "I want to ask you for one thing. "

He saw the end of the Kuluta tribe, but at the same time he saw another possibility!

Luo An sighed, he knew what the other party wanted to say.

This was obviously a very troublesome matter, but Luo An did not refuse at the first time.

"I can't necessarily help you. Roan said.

He's not bad, but he's just good.

Not to mention far, if he is asked to face the president now, he probably won't even be able to escape.

"You don't need to risk your life, you just need to help them when the time is right. Number 33 said almost pleadingly.

"The information the examiner got is fake, the real place of residence of our clan, I don't have time to tell you in detail now. "

"But the clan will shop in the town every once in a while, and when you go to the grocery store in the town, show the token to the boss's daughter, and my clan will take the initiative to contact you when they see it. "

Then, without waiting for Luo An to refuse, he took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned dazzling red.

Like a gem, like a flame.

But without waiting for Luo An to take a closer look, the pair of fiery red eyes, known as the two of the seven beauties, had been held by No. 33 with both hands and presented in front of Luo An: "This is a token, and it is also a reward for you... Please. "

Empty, bloodshot eyes looked at him wistfully.

Luo An suddenly didn't dare to look at the pair of eye sockets, he was not a savior, and he couldn't save others.

But....

"But I'm going to be a professional hunter right away. Luo An paused and said, "I took your commission." "

He took the fiery red eye from No. 33, but did not hear the other party's response.

Looking at it again, No. 33 has completely lost its life.

And even when he died, he still maintained the posture he had just made.

After being silent for a long time, Luo An wrapped his body in the quilt and walked towards the door, muttering:

"I didn't have time to say it just now... In fact, I think this pair of eyes deserves to be called fiery red eyes when they are on you. "