“Oops!”
Ichimaru Gin's paralyzed body tilted uncontrollably, and the persimmons he was holding loosened and fell to the ground.
His thin body leaned out from behind the tree trunk, with a stiff and anxious smile on his face. At the moment when he was about to fall to the ground, he regained control of his body, staggered and almost fell out from behind the trunk.
Before he could control his body roll and make a dodge, he heard the sound of rocks being shot through the air.
Another stone shot shook the air, and passed across Gin Ichimaru's face, which had just regained control of his body. A line of blood was drawn on his smiling face, and dense small blood beads dripped from his face.
Blood lines emerged and formed a stream of blood, flowing down the face.
"Please don't move rashly. The next stone will shoot through your squinted eyes." Haile's voice was flat, and another stone appeared at the joint between the index finger and thumb in his hand.
Ichimaru Gin, who still wanted to evade, stiffened his body and stopped preparing to evade.
"He can shoot really well!"
Ichimaru Gin has discovered that he can shoot accurately.
The first stone shot towards the sky, which seemed to be ridiculously crooked, actually ejected and hit the numb tendons on the instep of his feet, causing him to fall out from behind the tree uncontrollably.
The second shot can scratch your face while you are controlling your body, leaving a line of blood. That is not a miss, but a warning.
The stone-throwing skills of the person opposite were astonishingly accurate. Of course, the most powerful thing was the prediction of his own actions and a series of psychological prediction actions to get himself out from behind the tree trunk.
The difference in rank was too big, and Ichimaru Gin immediately realized that surrendering was the best option.
"Don't throw stones, I surrender." Ichimaru Gin smiled, sticking out his tongue, and gently licked the blood from the scraped blood line on his cheek, which had a sweet smell.
He squinted his eyes to hide his shock at Haer, and raised his hands with a smile and helplessness to express surrender.
"I believe in your surrender." Haile threw away the stones in his hand and walked towards Ichimaru Gin.
Three pebbles rolled to the side, making Ichimaru's silver eyebrows slightly raised.
Haile's behavior of throwing away stones gave Ichimaru Gin the illusion that he could fight back.
But he knows.
There is no danger in surrendering now, but if you really think you can fight back and attack, you may really be killed.
It is difficult for anyone to tolerate the second surrender of others. The reason why tolerance is a virtue is that it is not possessed by most people.
Even though he didn't have any stones in his hand, Ichimaru Ginya was still not ready to challenge this man at this moment.
Haile came to Ichimaru Gin, gave him a slightly ambiguous smile, then bent down to pick up two persimmon cakes on the ground, patted the sandy persimmon cakes, turned around and walked in the direction of Rangiku.
go back.
Ichimaru Ginting looked at Haier's back in surprise, then looked at the four remaining pieces of persimmon cakes that fell on the ground, narrowed his eyes to a thin line, and said to Haier's back:
"The persimmon cakes here are all yours."
Haile walked back to Rangju and stuffed a persimmon cake into her mouth. She subconsciously sucked it in and out. The stimulation of the food made her wake up from being dizzy from hunger. She opened her eyes and felt
When he saw the food in his mouth, his body became stronger and he quickly bit it with his mouth.
"I told you, you only need two pieces of persimmon cakes." Haile also gently held the persimmon cakes in his mouth, letting his saliva soften the slightly dry and hard persimmon cakes, and ate it bit by bit.
Hal just needed two pieces of persimmon cake to survive this hungry moment, and there was no need to deprive Ichimaru Gin of his survival supplies.
He survived this hungry moment and went to cities and villages. With his own ability, he couldn't find food anywhere, so why did he have to snatch the children's cakes to eat?
Seeing Rangju holding the persimmon cake in her mouth, preparing to eat it in big mouthfuls, Haile reminded: "Eat slowly, bite a little bit while holding it in your mouth. Don't starve to death or be swallowed to death."
"Uh-huh."
Rangiku bit the persimmon cake, nodded like a hamster, and slowed down her eating movements.
Haile sat next to her, biting into the slightly sour persimmon cake, bit by bit, passing through the throat and entering the stomach, filling himself with a sense of fullness.
Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes, watching Haile and Rangiku holding persimmon cakes, and his heart gradually relaxed.
He is not a heinous, unforgivable, ruthless person, but the resources of Rukongai are really tight. People beat people to death every day just for a bite to eat. Bullies and villains are rampant. He is a child living in a place like this.
, he needs to be careful to survive all the time. If he makes a slight mistake, it will be the result of death, and he cannot tolerate his kindness.
It is not easy to save some persimmon cakes.
Now that he saw that Haile and Rangiku had no other ideas, and that they still had four pieces of persimmon cake left for him, he felt a little fond of them.
Ichimaru Gin wiped the stinging blood line on his face with the back of his hand, glanced at the blood on the back of his hand, looked at Haile who was eating persimmon cakes, turned his head, picked up four pieces of persimmon cakes that had fallen on the ground, and patted them away.
sand.
"Are you going to the village?"
Seeing Haile slowly eating half of the persimmon cake, Ichimaru Gin asked.
Haile took out the persimmon cake soaked in saliva from his mouth, nodded and replied: "Yes."
Hear Hale's answer.
Ichimaru Gin still had no visible expression, and still had a smiling face.
Rangiku, who was next to Hail, stopped biting a persimmon cake and looked at Hail blankly.
"The nearby villages... are not suitable for children like us to survive." Ichimaru Gin said after hesitating.
Rangiku had a hamster-like expression on her face and nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with Ichimaru Gin's words.
"What's wrong?" Haile asked as he took a bite of the soaked persimmon cake.
"The nearby villages are occupied by several teams of bullies. They will capture children and then train them to steal and kidnap. After training, they will take them to larger cities and let the children make profits for them. There is no child
If you can come back, it's best not to enter the village." Ichimaru Gin reminded.
He believed that it was because of this that Rangiku came to the Gobi to starve to death.
The village is too dangerous for children like them.
Rangiku held the persimmon cake in her mouth and nodded in agreement seriously.
"Are they powerful?" Hal asked again.
Ichimaru Gin thought for a moment.
"Just an ordinary adult."
Those bullies say they are powerful, but they are not very powerful. They have the power of ordinary strong men, but they have absolute power to suppress children.
Ichimaru Gin feels that he has grown up and is no worse than them, but now he is just at a disadvantage because he is a child.
In fact, Ichimaru Gin felt that the stones fired by Haer were a little more powerful than these adults.
"Do you want to follow me to find something delicious, or should you continue wandering around outside the village?" After finishing the persimmon cake, Haile stood up from the ground and walked towards the east, leaving them with a shadow behind.
Rangiku hurriedly swallowed the last persimmon cake, stood up unsteadily, and followed Hail behind.
Ichimaru Gin hesitated for a moment, held the persimmon cake, looked at the backs of Hail and Rangiku, and followed.
This chapter has been completed!