Hunter: I became stronger even after I died

The crystal-clear tip of the knife pierced through a layer of light film and reached the weak part of Menqi.

A streak of red flowed out from it and slowly flowed down along her neck.

Menqi's face turned pale. She opened her mouth and wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak for a while.

She was completely shocked.

Whether it was the momentum of Moro's eyes or the power that restrained her when they met...

Moro stared at the pink-haired girl who was close at hand.

In fact, he recognized the other party's identity when the other party pulled out two kitchen knives.

In the original work, Menqi, a one-star gourmet hunter who served as the examiner of the 287th Hunter Test.

But now it is 1996, I am afraid that Menqi has not yet obtained the one-star title.

And in terms of strength...

Very weak.

Moro didn't know whether he had become stronger or Menqi was too weak at this time.

Anyway, he didn't feel any pressure during the whole process of restraining Menqi.

The fundamental reason for such ease is probably because of the sharpness of the Red Jade Bird Knife, and the decisive abandonment of some potential energy just now, and then the operation of launching an offensive at the fastest speed.

"Throw the knife."

The coldness in Moro's eyes faded a little, but the strength in his hands did not decrease, and he did not care about the blood flowing from Menqi's neck at all.

So what if he recognized the identity?

Moro would not use a filter to look at these characters that had appeared in the original work because of the original work.

This is a real world.

Anyone who is in it should be cautious when facing potential danger.

So when Menqi looked at him with the eyes of examining prey, he had already regarded him as half an enemy.

He himself is very sensitive to killing intent. If he did not feel any killing intent, the knife in his hand would not be as simple as piercing a wound.

Hearing Moro's cold voice, Menqi's pupils trembled, and he quickly let go of his hand and let the kitchen knife fall.

She was so panicked that her chest rose and fell violently, causing Moro's arm to sink into the softness.

"Why are you targeting me?"

Moro stared at Menqi's panicked eyes.

Menqi breathed quickly, perhaps because the death breath emitted by Moro had weakened, so she finally regained the ability to speak:

"Cero, the poultry knife of Qichudao..."

"Oh, so you want to steal the knife."

Moro heard this, and his eyes were stained with contempt, thinking that compared with Biscuit, the gourmet hunter in front of him, who had at least one star in the original work, was so unscrupulous.

Are all gourmet hunters like this?

Menqi saw the contempt in Moro's eyes, and immediately shook her head and said anxiously: "I didn't, I never thought about stealing the knife."

"The look you gave me just now didn't mean that."

Moro's tone when he spoke was even a little contemptuous.

Menqi felt powerless.

Or, there was no way to defend himself.

She had no hostility from the beginning, and was ready to spend a huge amount of money to buy a kitchen knife.

It's just that she is used to observing everyone she meets with the eyes of examining ingredients.

This kind of look is like identifying prey, which is indeed very aggressive.

If it is on an equal footing, she thinks it can be explained clearly.

But now she is the fish on the chopping board, so no matter what explanation she makes, it will only be a pale and weak defense in front of the person holding the kitchen knife.

Who can be blamed for this?

Blame the boy in front of her, who is so rude that he doesn't give her a chance to speak?

Blame herself for being so weak that she is trapped in a dead end after just one encounter?

No,

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too young and vigorous, and never think that there is anything wrong with this bad behavior.

Menqi closed her eyes weakly, and there was a weak and broken feeling on her pale face that had lost its blood color.

Maybe this girl with a flamboyant and strong personality never thought that she would have such a reaction.

This is also the first time that the girl has experienced the consequences of youthful vigor.

Moro looked at Mengqi's reaction of waiting to be killed, and his eyes suddenly slanted down to the bulging small cloth bag that Mengqi had put on his waist.

"Don't move."

Moro threatened coldly, and then pulled out his left hand that was trapped in a soft place and untied the small cloth bag.

During the whole process, Mengqi seemed to have completely given up on defending and struggling, and kept his eyes closed.

Moro used his thumb to pick open the mouth of the small cloth bag and found that it was full of gold coins, at least thirty or forty.

If calculated based on the normal gold price, this small bag of gold coins is nothing to a professional hunter.

But these gold coins——

are special gold coins needed to store items in the tree hole. One is worth 100 million ringgits and can be exchanged at any pawnshop within the scope of the tree hole.

So, Mengqi's small bag of tree hole gold coins is worth billions of ringgits.

He waited here without a sense of time, and went to the pawn shop to exchange dozens of tree hole gold coins for on-the-spot transactions...

Perhaps he really didn't think about stealing the knife, but planned to buy it.

He couldn't be waiting here to get gold coins, right?

Not to mention that a gourmet hunter would wait here to get gold coins, the people in the tree hole should not allow such a thing to happen.

But this also reminded Moro of something.

"Did the people in the tree hole tell you about the storage of a Seven Kitchen Poultry Knife?"

Moro put away the knife, took two steps back, and asked expressionlessly.

Menqi slowly opened her eyes and saw Moruo casually throwing a small cloth bag full of gold coins from the tree hole. She subconsciously raised her hand to catch it.

"Answer."

Moruo gently shook the bird knife to shake off the blood on it.

Menqi came back to her senses and could feel the change in Moruo's attitude. The pressure she was under was no longer as strong as before.

"No, the people in the tree hole follow the rules and will never do such a thing. When I was taking something, I happened to see the bird knife that had not been put away by the old man..."

"So you squatted here and wanted to buy the bird knife from me?"

Moruo could see that Menqi was not lying.

He asked this question specifically just to confirm the confidentiality of the tree hole.

However, he finally saw the hunter's characteristics in Menqi. In order to pursue what he wanted, he would choose to squat here without knowing when he would come to take the knife.

To put it nicely, it is a pursuit.

To put it bluntly, it is a stubborn mind.

Menqi nodded silently.

Moro said calmly: "Then you can give up. I won't sell you the knife."

After that, Moro turned and left.

Menqi looked at Moro's back with a pale face.

Just then, two men appeared at the alley.

"Is that the woman?"

"Yes, she has a hunter's license."

The two men's conversation directly exposed their intentions.

Moro stopped and looked at the two men at the alley.

They were both Nen users, but their strength was average.

With just one glance, Moro judged the other's level.

But the two Nen users obviously didn't have such eyesight.

"Didn't you say she was the only one?"

"Uh."

"Forget it, kill them together."

The stronger of the two confidently announced the death penalty for Moro and Menqi.