Hunter: I became stronger even after I died

Everything happened too suddenly.

The announcement of victory or defeat that came from the air directly interrupted Hisoka's extremely passionate emotions.

"..."

Unexpectedly, Hisoka inevitably missed the best reaction time.

He didn't have time to shrink the flexible love sent through playing cards, but it suddenly broke due to the distance factor.

The speed of that teleportation bomb was too fast.

Obviously, when the teleportation bomb is in the reentry state, both its volume and speed have at least doubled.

Hisoka realized the details of Moro's abilities.

From the beginning, the opponent was ready to escape.

But because he couldn't resist the "temptation", he foolishly fell into the other party's trap.

love

It's always so blinding...

But how can you just let it go!

In an instant, Hisoka's aura suddenly erupted, and the original excited expression disappeared, replaced by pathological madness.

His desire has expanded to an uncontrollable level and must be released and vented here!

"Stretchable love"

Hisoka looked at Morrow who had already flown away with a face full of madness, and threw the pink sticky thread to the green tree beside the road as fast as possible, turning it into a large slingshot.

Hisoka, on the other hand, was a projectile, wrapped in pink thought energy.

Crunchy——

The pink thought energy, which has the properties of rubber and chewing gum, suddenly contracts and accumulates strength.

Boom!

In the next moment, Hisoka flew into the air like a cannonball. His speed was so fast that he created air currents visible to the naked eye in front of him.

Above the flying stars.

Moreau had withdrawn his gaze and squinted his eyes slightly to resist the strong airflow during flight.

With his previous experience of jumping from an airship, he would not panic at all no matter where the flying star would take him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, a chill ran down Morrow's back. He subconsciously turned around and saw Hisoka's crazy face from a distance.

The whole person actually flew straight into the sky.

With just one glance, Moreau understood what Hisoka had done.

"Is this pervert... crazy?"

Moreau is a bit incredible.

At such a distance, how could it be possible to catch up with his flying star just by relying on the elasticity of love's elastic rubber.

But Hisoka did just that.

Soon, Hisoka began to lose strength, his flying speed suddenly slowed down, and his whole body began to fall downwards.

Seeing Hisoka starting to fall from exhaustion, Moreau looked slightly complicated.

He always felt as if he had made Hisoka experience an unbearable amount of stimulation in his life.

So much so that Hisoka became so crazy...

In this case, Moro really doesn't know if Hisoka will abide by the bet...

But the matter has come to this, and there is no use thinking about it.

After reading this, all Moro could do was wave goodbye to Hisoka.

Hisoka saw Moreau's waving action, and his crazy expression suddenly became stagnant.

It wasn't because he was stimulated by Moreau's gesture of waving goodbye, but because he understood that his almost exploding desire had nowhere to release it.

"ah……"

Hisoka seemed to have lost all his strength and let his body fall to the ground as if he was helpless.

The back figure he saw in his eyes was getting further and further away from him...

Crazy and impotent.

——

Somewhere in the city.

Xiba shook her slightly sore wrist and strode towards the darkness where the light could not reach.

"Phantom Troupe..."

The sound of muttering to oneself echoed in the dark alley.

The reward for assassinating that member was extremely considerable, but Xiba felt that the deal was not worth it.

Not only did he have to work hard, but he also had to be chased all the way by the other party in the name of revenge.

At first, Xiba didn't want to work in vain, so he kept avoiding the battle and focused on escaping.

However, the other party is getting more and more aggressive.

Although Xiba has excellent professional qualities, Clay Buddha also has a certain temper.

Faced with the insistence of the Phantom Troupe, he finally had the intention to kill, thinking of killing one or two more members to serve as a warning to the monkeys.

But when he put his thoughts into action, he found that it was no longer so easy to pry someone off the opponent's team.

The key reason for this result was the young man in the lead and the various abilities in the black and red book.

If it's one-on-one, that's okay...

The problem is that that young man, with his outstanding awareness and decision-making and execution ability, condenses his team into a hemp rope that is difficult to break, and can always resolve crises at key points.

After many attempts, Siba realized that to break "this hemp rope", there must be some price to pay.

This is obviously more uneconomical.

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In desperation, Siba decided not to be entangled and focused on getting out.

It was only now that he finally escaped the pursuit of the Phantom Troupe.

Walking in the dark alley, Siba silently remembered this team called the Phantom Troupe.

To be more precise, he remembered the young man who took the lead.

If there is another commission about the Phantom Troupe in the future, he may not shirk it, but the price will have to be at least several times higher...

Didi, woo——

From outside the dark alley, sirens sounded from near to far.

The various huge movements starting from the Fountain Pool Square undoubtedly affected the police officers of the entire city.

One police car after another headed towards the center of the turmoil, naturally hitting the guns of the Phantom Troupe.

A member of the regiment was killed in front of them, and afterward, they were outnumbered and the enemy escaped.

At this moment, the mood of several members of the regiment was terrible.

The arrival of many police cars directly became the target of their venting.

Without any effort, more than a dozen surrounding police cars were scrapped and burned.

The pungent smell of gasoline filled the air, the flames burned fiercely, and the billowing smoke rose into the air like black dragons.

Under the light of the fire, corpses lay around.

"I don't know what happened to the shadow."

The knight put one hand on his waist and controlled the phone with the other hand, looking in one direction.

Kuroro had a blank expression on his face.

Machi, Kubi, and Paknoda were paying attention to the situation around them.

I saw figures coming out from the burning police cars one after another, but they were all people holding weapons.

Looking at the group of people who suddenly appeared with bad intentions, Machi casually drew a line and said lightly: "It's a bounty hunter."

"Are you going to find the shadow?"

Kubi ignored the group of bounty hunters and asked.

Hearing Kubi's words, Machi and the others couldn't help but look at Kuroro.

Kuroro also didn't take the bounty hunters around him seriously. When he was about to speak, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

A black shadow passed through the smoke and fell to the ground like a meteor.

Bang!

The ground suddenly burst and exploded.

For a moment, all eyes around looked over.

When the smoke and dust were flying, they hadn't seen the person yet, but they felt an inexplicable chill.

The person who fell to the ground was Hisoka.

"Disappointment, disappointment... disappointment, disappointment."

Hisoka stood up and staggered, looking like a zombie.

The aura emanating from him fell into the eyes of Kuroro and others, and it felt particularly dazzling.

Hisoka barely straightened his body, and suddenly looked straight at the bounty hunters around him.

At this moment——

The bounty hunters seemed to be strangled by the neck in the air, and they even forgot to breathe.