MTL - Star Rank Hunter-Chapter 317 Strange father and son

"Well, you said, what are you doing?" The teenager squatting on the ground looked at the gray cat and didn't get up.

"Go to your house and eat fish balls."

This tone sounds like a natural sense. The boy wanted to put the cat in the trash can directly.

"You are going to my house for free food? Sorry, my house is poor. If you really go, you have to pay." said the boy.

When I heard that I had to pay, the gray cat's ears trembled, "How much?"

"It depends on your appetite. It's cheaper for you. How about one fish ball and one Lanza coin?"

Gray Cat compared the price difference between the fish **** and the fish biscuits he had eaten, and thought it was a good deal.

"Okay! Someone will come over and pay later."

The young man looked at a gray cat that was sure to look like he was going to win, and shook his head. It is estimated that his owner should come to pay the bill. Helplessly stood up and asked, "What is your name?"

If no one comes to pay by that time, just issue a notice.

"My name is..." Originally, the gray cat was about to report his name. The gray cat suddenly remembered that Xilin said that now it is also a celebrity in the industry. Let's go out and act in a low-key manner, so the gray cat paused, then said: " My nickname is Hulu. How about you?"

The boy glanced at the fat cat in front of him. A cat actually has a nickname...

"My name is Tsoro."

After talking, Tsoruo twisted the bag and walked towards his home. The grey cat followed closely behind.

On the other side, Xilin and Ayue collected some information and did a rough inspection of the planet. The residual material on the black box was indeed detected, but the amount was very small. It's near this area of ​​town, and beyond. No other findings.

Xilin finally collected some residual substances, but these residual substances took too long to analyze only limited information. The only thing he knew was that the black box was not on this planet, but Xilin had a feeling that to find the black box, the planet would give him a key message. As for what this key information is, Xilin hasn't thought of it yet.

"The time for these residual substances to leave the black box is not fixed. Some are 700 or 800 years ago, and some are within a hundred years. And the amount is different. There are more residual substances more than 700 years ago, but because there are too few residual substances, how exactly? What's going on is still uncertain. Oh, I also detected some extremely weak signals, and it takes time to further analyze and locate." Ayue passed the information to Xilin and said.

Looking at the statistics on the screen, Xilin touched his chin. Although I still can't figure out why this is the case, it is a good phenomenon to be able to detect the residue falling off the black box. At least it is a clue.

If you can find the black box, you can save time. Otherwise, based solely on the research of those people, it is estimated that even if he can return to the Star Alliance, he will be old.

Xilin was thinking when he suddenly received a message from Grey Cat.

"Xilin, someone asked me to eat fish balls, I won't go there for now!"

Based on Xilin's understanding of gray cats, the credibility of the word "please" cannot be easily determined.

After a while, the gray cat came with another message.

"When the time comes, you will come over and pay for me. A fish ball is a lanza coin!"

Xilin looked at the information on the communicator and thought to himself: Sure enough. I just don't know which unlucky ghost got caught in the gray cat.

After checking the gray cat's current location, Xilin didn't care about it for the time being, and continued to process the data results obtained, and further analyzed the residues. And Ayue took a few sampling robots and went deep to detect the residual material here.

The gray cat followed Tesoruo to a residential area. The houses here looked very old and the layout was a bit like that of ordinary people, except that the per capita living area here was a bit larger and a little more spacious.

The three-story building of Tesoruo and his family looked a little shabby from the outside, as if they were stacked on three ruined houses.

Tesoruo took out the key card and inserted it in, and pulled it. The door didn't look, and then it didn't open.

Bang!

After Tesoro kicked the door, he pulled it again, and the door shook twice and opened.

The gray cat looked at the opened door, and sighed: It's really advanced, and he still needs to kick.

However, before the gray cat sighed, a sour and sour smell came on his face, and the gray cat almost fell directly onto the ground.

"Hey, fuck, old man, are you incontinent?" Tesoro shouted, clutching his nose.

"Stop fart and make pickles!" A hoarse voice came from the kitchen, and the words were not clear, like the man was holding something in his mouth when he was talking.

"Who still eats that stuff these years!" Tesoruo said disdainfully.

A torn shoe flew over from there, "Get out and do the laundry!"

Tesoruo calmly avoided the torn shoe, "Didn't you say there is time to repair the washing machine?"

"No time! Don't bother me picking vegetables! Also, remember to treat the wound after the fight, so that you don't have to go to the hospital if you are infected, and waste money."

It was strange that the man did not come out to see, but knew that Tesoro had a fight.

"Know, let's pickle your dishes!" Tesoruo walked upstairs with an impatient look.

Huh-the kitchen door is opened, a middle-aged man with a messy hair full of scumbags and apron on his body, there are some suspicious yellow stains on the apron, the middle-aged man who looks rather sloppy is standing at the door of the kitchen. Not very clear.

The middle-aged man looked at Tesoruo who was upstairs, frowning: "Why skip class again? I paid the tuition to let you go to school. I didn't let you skip class... Well? Where did a fat cat come from? Sell ​​a lot of money."

"Pick your dishes, I will use the kitchen later!" Tesoruo said without looking back.

After the middle-aged man looked at the gray cat, he whispered, then turned around and continued picking vegetables.

The grey cat followed Tesoro upstairs to Tesoro's room. The room is not big, but it's neat and tidy, and everything is neatly arranged, which is different from what this person usually looks like.

After entering the room, Tesoruo skillfully began to treat the wound on his body. It was just a little skin trauma, without hurting the lungs and bones.

After dealing with the injuries on his body, Tesoro lay directly on the bed. The gray cat couldn't help but said, "How long will you have to wait?"

"Wait for that smelly old man to pickle his dishes, otherwise you want to eat fish **** with the flavor of pickled vegetables?"

The gray cat shook his head vigorously.

"Then wait. It doesn't take too long, just sleep." After talking, Tesoro closed his eyes and started to rest.

He really didn't want to go to school. Those people wouldn't let him live in peace. They always used one kind of excuse to fight with him. It's just a fight, but he hates being called "bastard" or "bad breed". Upon hearing this, Tesoro couldn't help but start.

Moreover. What do civilians like them want culture for? Only those guys who want to be slaves to nobles will learn. The civilians living in this area will not waste time and a lot of money to let their children go to school.

The thought of these things Tesoruo annoyed, and put her arms on her pillow to make herself forget those things and get a good sleep.

The gray cat squatted on the cabinet, it had enough sleep. I slept for a long time when I was on the aircraft, and now I can’t fall asleep, but I’m boring, so I spent the time looking for something to play in Tsoro’s room.

Tesoruo felt dimly that someone was poking himself in the face. On weekdays, Tesoro’s vigilance is quite high, and he relaxes a lot only when he returns home. Now Tesoro’s state is at home, so Tesoro did not make a reflexive attack. He opened his eyes and looked over. , Tesoruo saw the fat cat patting his face with the soles of his feet.

"What are you doing?"

Tesoro yawned and suddenly felt something wrong. Looking at it again, I found a one-meter-long square box behind the gray cat, which had been opened.

One stood up and sat up, and Tesoruo took the box and cleared the contents, only to find that it was not damaged or missing, and he was relieved.

"This is not allowed to play." Tesoruo said he wanted to buckle up the box and hide it.

"Don't hide first, I have a question to ask you." The gray cat stopped Tsooruo's action to buckle the box, then raised his paw and pointed at a knife in the box, "This is yours?"

Inside the box are some reduced weapons, all with knives, guns and clubs. But it is different from ordinary ones.

"These are just some model toys. Why are you asking this?" Tesoruo asked in confusion.

The gray cat still pointed at the khaki folding knife in the box, "Did you buy this or someone else gave it?"

"It's your shit!" Tesoruo said wickedly, but it sounded a little weak.

Not wanting to pay attention to the fat cat anymore, Tesoruo snapped the box and prepared to hide it again, but he stood up and looked at the gray cat, "Why are you interested in it? If you like it, I I can make one for you, but the price is extra."

"What do I want a model for, it's not as good as a real knife." After thinking about it, the gray cat continued: "Your model has scratches."

"Scratches?" Tesoruo opened the box again. "Where?"

The gray cat pointed to a spot on the khaki model knife. "Here."

"Oh, it was originally there." Seeing that the gray cat was talking about a scratch on the knife body, Tesoro also felt relieved.

The grey cat pestered Tesoruo again and asked some questions about the models in it. Then Tesoruo was annoyed by the questions and finally said that these models were made by his father when he was a child as toys for him, but then Tesoruo cheated. His father said they had thrown them away, so angry that his father beat him up, but in fact these Tesoruo kept hiding.

Tesoruo hid the box and threatened the gray cat not to say it, so he wouldn't give it to fish balls. The gray cat bowed its head, its tail curled up, and slowly flicked it over and then over.

If Xilin saw the gray cat's reaction here, he would know that the cat was thinking about it again.

Finally, when Tesoruo's sloppy old man marinated the vegetables, Tesoruo took out the remaining fish **** that had been made two days ago. After a lot of work, he counted ten fish **** and put them on the plate. To the gray cat who is already squatting beside the table.

It was almost time for dinner now, and Tesoruo briefly prepared the dinner and put it on the table. His father had already taken a lot of time to sit there with his legs crossed, waiting for the meal.

At dinner, the gray cat was eating its third plate of fish balls. When eating, the gray cat would look at his sloppy old Tsooro from time to time. Although he had finished pickling the dishes, he still had a sour smell. . But this is not the gray cat's attention.

The gray cat is looking at Tesoruo and his sloppy dad, and Tesoruo and his dad are watching the gray cat. It's hard to think that a cat with such a big food can eat so much. What a stomach?

"What do you look at, little fat cat, I'll sell you if you look at it again!" The sloppy old man said while picking his teeth.

The gray cat finished eating the last fish ball on the plate, licked his paw and wiped his mouth, then looked at the sloppy old man, "Have you ever been a soldier?"

As soon as the grey cat asked, the person who was still picking his teeth slackened and his eyes narrowed. Although there was still a slight smile, Tesoruo knew that his father's sharp knife was about to stick out.

The gray cat ignored the look in Tsoruo's hand and continued to lick his paws, "Do you know Tuba?"

bass--

Five sharp-knife-like fingers pressed against the gray cat. That was the specialized bone on his father's finger. This person was a half alien.

On the other hand, Tesoruo still has a quarter of alien blood. This is the reason why many people dislike Tesoruo's "dirty". As long as the aliens are involved, they will be considered inferior and will endure hostility from others. And exclusion.

The five specialized finger bones against the gray cat’s round head is just a momentary thing. It can be seen that this person is not as sloppy as he looks. Now this person’s eyes are full of killing and killing, it seems that as long as the gray cat doesn’t say anything. He will still hit the killer directly.

If this person was like a sloppy worm in the previous moment, now this person is like a male lion about to start hunting.

It was still the person with the smell of sour pickles, but what anyone standing in front of him would feel the most was the **** killing that seemed to be everywhere, though there was nothing.

However, the gray cat did not seem to see it, calmly licking its paws. It has seen Tuba’s folding soil knife. The pattern on the soil knife that looks like a scratch is actually Tuba’s own mark to represent himself. If it hadn’t been known about soil at the test site of Black Viper. Bar, gray cats don’t know this either.

Shusag looked at the cat that could still lick its paws indifferently under such circumstances, wondering whether he should be calm or dull. But after waiting for a long time, the cat still licked his paws and wiped his face, completely ignoring himself, and Xiusag couldn't wait any longer.

"How did you know Tuba?" Xiusag's five specialized finger bones were still against the gray cat, and the other hand was already secretly playing a sign language that only they understood.

After seeing the secret words his father repaired Sarger, Tesoruo felt very complicated, but he still stepped back obediently and left the matter to his father. I didn't expect to bring back not only food, but also a big trouble. (To be continued)

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