"I'm here."
She slowly put down the string.
From this action, it was obvious that she knew someone outside the door.
However, just in case, someone disguised or held someone she knew hostage to deal with her, she still did not let down her guard.
In this dangerous Meteor Street, it was hard to say what would happen. It was not too much to be on guard.
" If you're there, open the door. It's me, not a hostage, not a disguise. The evidence is that there's a stupid swordsman beside me who can't even kill a chicken with a knife.”
"Why don't you find me a live chicken from Meteor Street?! As long as there is, I'll immediately chop it up for you to see!!”
"Oh, to put it bluntly, you can't even kill a chicken.”
"You haven't even seen a dead chicken before. What are you farting about here, you bastard?”
The boorish male voice obviously knew how to indicate whether his current state was safe or not.
His choice of words might have angered his companion who had come with him, and the two of them began to quarrel outside.
Hearing the familiar tone and fighting sounds, Marge let down all his guard and went forward to open the door.
" Don't argue, Wokin," said Ma Qi calmly." You can come in too, Nobunaga."”
Wo Jin and Nobunaga walked in while cursing.
" There are still people?!"
After the two of them came in, they realized that there was another guy in the room besides Ma Qi.
He stretched his neck and looked at the two of them curiously.
"Is this the young Wo Jin and Nobunaga?”
It was difficult for Molin to not recognize the eye-catching afro and the Ronin Warrior's attire.
The full-time hunter, Culolo, recalled how the Phantom Squadron had been so obvious when it was first established.
Wo Jin's skin was slightly darker, and he had a conspicuous black afro. He was tall, and his arms and legs were very strong, but he was far from as strong as he would look in the future.
Nobunaga had a straight braid on his head, and his facial features looked delicate and his skin was very fair.
Nobunaga and Wo Jin were simply two extremes. They looked like oily boys. God knew how they got their decadent uncle appearance ten years later.
This was the first impression Wo Jin and Nobunaga gave Mo Lin. He could only sigh at the terrifying power of the butcher knife.
"Ma Qi, who is this guy?"
Wo Jin picked his nose and pointed at Molin.
He didn't have any opinions or defenses against Mo Lin.
Just the fact that Molin was able to appear in Marge's room and stand still, and that Marge was able to open the door for them as usual was enough to explain the problem.
Wo Jin didn't trust Mo Lin, he trusted Ma Qi's safety and vigilance.
Since Marge felt that Mo Lin could stay in her room, Wo Jin also felt that there was no problem.
Although his appearance was rough, he was quite meticulous.
As for Nobunaga, he sized up Molin from head to toe and rubbed his chin as he thought resentfully,"
"He's even more handsome than I was back then.”
"His name is Mo Lin, and he's currently staying at my place.”
Marchie then looked at Molin and pointed at Wo Jin and Nobunaga.
"Wo Jin, Nobunaga."
Even though the introduction was short, if Marge could do it, it meant that the other party had no problem with it.
"What are you doing in my house?"
Marge asked.
She still had some complaints about Wo Jin and Nobunaga disturbing her learning of psychic ability knowledge.
"You're still talking."
Wojen, who was observing Molin, immediately became unhappy when he heard Marge's words.
"Didn't we agree two days ago that we would go to the garbage dump to look for something today?”
"You're late, Ma Qi!" Wo Jin said unhappily.”
"…It seems so."”
She slapped her forehead.
Two days ago, she and Wo Jin and Nobunaga had indeed agreed to act together today.
However, she had forgotten about it because she was so shocked by Mo Lin's series of actions.
As a result, she could not arrive on time as promised.
Wo Jin was the most punctual person, so he especially hated being late and not showing up.
"Aren't we just afraid that something might happen to you?”
Nobunaga tried to smooth things over." After all, you've never been late for things that we've agreed on in the past. We're here to take a look at the situation.”
Madge shook his head." I was indeed in the wrong.”
Nobunaga waved his hand and smiled." It's alright. We were just worried about you."”
Wo Jin also raised his head.
"Thank you."
Ma Qi's heart also warmed up slightly.
"Alright, since you're fine, let's go.”
The impatient Wo Jin said and was about to walk out.
"If it's any later, the good stuff might have been picked out. Today is the day the garbage truck will be delivered, so many people will be there.”
He did not forget to turn his head and look at Mo Lin.
"Hey, you're called Mo Lin, right? I happen to have an extra set of protective clothing with me. We'll talk about the size when I get back. You can wear it first.”
Wojin was quite familiar with him. After Ma Qi introduced him, he felt that there was no problem and began to make a fuss.
"That…"
Molin, whose name was called, asked Wo Jin,
"What are we looking for in the landfills?”
"Of course, it's the supplies for daily use!”
Wo Jin looked at Mo Lin as if he was looking at a fool. At the same time, he gave a look to Ma Qi.
This little brother you picked up doesn't seem to have a good brain.
Facing Wo Jin's gaze, Ma Qi pursed his lips and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he watched with interest.
"Eh?"
At this moment, Nobunaga noticed something.
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