Chapter 699 Dead...

The restriction at the cost of life is exchanged for the ability to kill spiders.

Once bound by chains, there is no possibility of breaking free unless affected by external factors.

Kuroro was generalized, this is an undoubted reality.

If there is still a chance, it is Paconoda who is willing to sacrifice his life for him.

However, in the operations of the regiment, Paconoda, whose combat power has always been weak, can do anything at this moment?

When Paconoda's movements were faster than consciousness, Luo's gaze seemed to freeze her feet.

So, her body paused for a moment.

Luo Ze just took a look at her, then simply withdrew it.

At this moment, Kurapika raised his arm and pulled Kuroro to him.

Being bound by chains is like fish on a cutting board, which can only be slaughtered by Kurapika.

In other words, even though he can still think and breathe, he is almost dead.

Not stepping into the gate of death with one foot, but stepping into the gate of death with both feet.

Want to say why?

Looking at the survivors of the Kuruta tribe at close range, even with just a single breath, they can feel the anger like a volcanic eruption.

Not to mention... those fiery red eyes stained with blood.

Knowing that doom is inevitable, Kuroro has a calm face.

It wasn't just pretending, at this moment his heartbeat was even terribly steady, as if he didn't take death seriously.

In fact, most of the members of the brigade are probably like this.

They are a group of... people who take life and death lightly, including outsiders, including themselves.

Kuroro looked at the owner of the fiery red eyes in front of him, and said lightly: "You can strangle me immediately, but you didn't, because you want to use me to restrain Paconoda, or you don't believe the answer to the original question, so Want to confirm further?"

"It's probably the latter, but I'm not lying to you."

"If you force me to name a destination,

It seems... At a certain point in time, I donated it to a hospital whose name I don't remember. "

"Presumably, those fiery red eyes were not used in the treatment of eye diseases, but were sold as commodities without permission."

Crash!

The chain suddenly tightened.

The strong squeezing force made Kuroro groan, and then spit out a small mouthful of blood.

Without the protection of qi, the strength of the body alone cannot resist it.

Kurapika's expression at this moment is ferocious like never before since he was born, it seems that there are countless black lines lined up as shadows, covering his face.

Paconoda's face tightened, she no longer cared about Luo's existence, and rushed towards Kurapika and Kuroro.

Kurapika's eyes filled with endless murderous intent swept over like this.

Swept by that gaze, Paconoda felt as if a bullet had been pierced into her heart, her body shook suddenly, and she was forced to stop.

Because Kuroro's qi was sealed, life and death were only in Kurapika's thought.

If you act rashly, not only will you have no chance to save Kuroro, but it will also hasten Kuroro's death.

"Is there any way to turn the situation around...is anyone else alive?"

"Even one is fine, hurry up."

"Come one person, come one person!"

Paconoda's hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

Looking at this scene, Luo knew that the Phantom Brigade was only one step away from being destroyed.

He heard Kuroro's remarks, and he only felt that people like Kuroro were really unreasonable sometimes.

Wanting to get Red Eye, even violated the agreement.

From this point of view, Kuroro's desire for red eyes should be beyond ordinary love.

However, after getting the red eye, he changed hands after an unknown period of time, and even donated it to a hospital that did not deserve to be left in his memory for free.

That's purely doing things according to personal preferences, and the word "like the new and dislike the old" is no longer enough to describe Kuroro.

Luo took one last look at Kuroro, who was eerily calm, before walking into the cemetery building.

In the distance, the sound of an alarm bell could be faintly heard.

Kurolo looked at Luo's back, and watched him walk into the cemetery building until he disappeared in front of his eyes.

In his eyes looking at Luo, there was no resentment or hatred, only silence like stagnant water.

In nature, it has its own ecological circle.

The same is true in the human world.

If one day dies at the hands of others, the blame is not on how cruel and indifferent the other party is, but on the fact that one's own strength is insufficient, and one can avoid this result extremely.

This is Kuroro's personal opinion, he didn't win against Kurapika, so he is about to throw himself into the arms of death, and Kurapika will get his blood revenge.

This is a natural result of a combination of many factors.

I didn't care about the chains that bound me and kept bringing pain.

Kuroro slowly raised his head, wanting to see the stars and the moon, but in the night sky there were only clouds illuminated red by the fire.

"Yes, the weather forecast says that it will rain after zero o'clock, and it may last all day."

He murmured to himself, shook his head slightly, met Kurapika's eyes that were almost devouring him calmly, and said calmly: "Do you think the weather forecast will be accurate?

Seeing Kuroro who was in such a calm state of mind, Kurapika clenched his fists in vain, and once again intensified the strength of the chains.

Kuroro vomited blood again, but there was no pain on his face.

On the side, Paconoda watched Kurapika torturing Kuroro, gritted his teeth hard, and turned his head wildly, trying to find a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Kurapika didn't pay attention to Paconota at all, he stared at Kuroro, his voice was deep and deep like a pair of pale hands covered with corpse spots.

"I can't wait to cram your tendons, peel your bones, and cut off your skin inch by inch."

"Before you die, you can taste the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow."

"But, I'm not a group of animals like you."

"Give me a good... go to hell and repent."

Every time he said a word, the strength of the chain would increase by one level, squeezing Kuroro's body hard, and the sound of bones being cracked could be heard frequently.

It can be heard that these words are the countdown to death.

However, Kuroro still calmly looked at Kurapika, who was close at hand, with a faint look of pity emerging.

"Humans are such creatures..."

He didn't say this sentence, he just talked to himself in his heart, without even a slight ripple.

However, Kurapika saw the pity in Kuroro's eyes, and it seemed that the positions of the two sides were reversed for a while.

Without any hesitation, he raised his strength to the strongest and watched Kuroro's body being twisted into several pieces by the chains with his own eyes.

A large amount of blood exploded right in front of his eyes, splashing on his face and body.

At first, I hated the touch of blood touching my body.

Now, Kurapika accepted it calmly.

He will go farther and farther on this bloody road.

"Krollo!"

Paconoda screamed in grief, and raised the revolver abruptly, but instead of pointing at the blood-stained Kurapika, he pointed at his own temple.

This move of hers was not a suicide like martyrdom, but to risk everything to avenge Kuroro.

In the cemetery building.

Luo heard Paconoda's cry full of grief and anger.

"Dead..."