Hunter X Hunter: The Strongest Corpse Touch

After Ron walked away, he was slightly silent, and only heard her whispering voice:

"One shot of thought bombs can destroy an abandoned building. The strength of such thoughts is comparable to some of the top experts in the meeting, right?"

Talking to herself, the eldest sister tapped the computer again.

"Kay Taylor, a lone shooter with no relatives and no friends, is Nen his pistol?"

In the low hut, the deep voice of the eldest sister echoed~

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the two people walking slowly outside.

One is empty-handed, and the other is holding a sniper rifle, but their faces look exactly the same.

"Twin brothers?"

The eldest sister was thinking a lot, and asked softly: "Are you here to work?"

"We came when we heard gunshots. "Three Nine Seven""

The person who spoke had nothing in his hands, and his face looked a bit vicissitudes. He should be the eldest brother among the twins.

Then, his voice paused.

"If you can arrange a suitable job, it's not impossible."

After Ron left the branch of the Thousand Ears Society, he took the airship directly to the target location without stopping.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and Luo Ni didn't receive any calls, so he came to the entrance of Leiert Manor.

"Ding Dong~"

"I'm Kai Taylor, introduced by Qian Erhui.

Without waiting for questions from inside, Ron spoke hoarsely to the microphone at the door.

"The identity verification is correct, you can come in."

"pata~"

After an old voice came from the microphone, he hung up the call.

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate of the manor slowly opened at a certain angle, just enough to allow a person to enter.

Ron stepped into the manor and saw the scenery inside.

Besides guns, the owner of this house must also love flowers.

Ron glanced at the colorful flowers in the courtyard calmly, and walked non-stop to the entrance of the mansion in the center of the garden.

There, there was an old man wearing a black waiter's costume, standing there waiting.

"plz follow me."

As he spoke, he held out his hand to Ron and began to lead the way.

Moreover, his body has been leaning forward slightly, which seems to be a noble demeanor of the master.

Ron followed the old man all the way, and was soon brought into a room.

"Yo~ So there's a newcomer!"

A guy with yellow hair saw Ron come in, whistled and said in a frivolous tone.

Ron ignored him, and scanned all the environment and characters at the scene as quickly as possible.

The empty hall is full of scattered sofas and slightly monotonous but elegant scenery.

This is the overall layout of the room, as for the characters

Including Ron, there are seven people in the room.

Huang Mao counted as one, and there was a pair of plainly dressed twin brothers, one holding a sniper rifle, and the other sitting empty-handed.

The remaining three are middle-aged strong men who are about the same age as Bao Deluo, wearing martial arts uniforms and practicing with their eyes closed;

Wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, sitting there quietly reading a book, a young scholar in his twenties who looks very similar to Nohihan.

The last one looked back and forth excitedly at the surrounding environment, as if everything was novel, kicked his calf, and looked at the cute girl who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Except for the more presumptuous yellow hair, no one else made a sound. When Ron came in, the policeman looked up at him at most.

"Although I don't know their real strength and Nen, but the human body cannot be faked. After rigorous training, it will definitely leave its characteristics, and these people..."

Ron's eyelids twitched, and he sat down on a sofa at random.

"If you don't consider Nen, if you just compete in strength and counter moves, I can at least kill three or four in an instant.

If it is according to the Hisoka scoring method, Ron takes himself as the standard, and the strongest people here can only get 30 points.

This is the situation where Ron conservatively estimates that they have unique killing moves.

Just look at the bodyguards employed by the Nosra family.

To be honest, apart from melody, which only counts special abilities, the only one who can play is Kurapika, a 16-year-old rookie who just debuted~

The other bodyguards were taken away by Franklin's bullets, and those who were smashed to death by Shizuku's vacuum cleaner, one by one was useless~

However, out of vigilance and precaution, as well as the thought of not being able to tell what one looks like, Ron once again focused on the situation of other people secretly...

then~~~

Before coming here, Ron had already prepared himself mentally, but he still didn't expect that the level of Nen he met would be so low.

If he only gave thirty points before, then he can only give fifteen or sixteen points at most now.

But this is also normal, after all, it is not like in fantasy and fairy tale novels, every time the protagonist goes to a place, there will be an endless stream of strong people jumping out directly.

However, in the Hunter world, XX is everywhere, and XX is as numerous as dogs, which will not happen. After all, the upper limit has been locked.

The current strongest player in the world is Netero, and will be replaced by the Ant King in the future.

Netero and Ron have already played against each other, and the current him is gradually growing.

Regardless of the strength of mind and qi, Ron felt that even Netero would definitely not be able to sustain all the death qi and corpse poison bombs he released now.

Therefore, Nen is full of strange things, and only by keeping in awe of the world and thoughts can we live longer.

Therefore, even if the strength of this group of people is indeed weak, Ron will not despise them. 0.7

Time passed, and when the yellow-haired young man showed a little impatience on his face, a door somewhere on the second floor of the room suddenly opened.

Walking out was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a silver-white pistol similar to the Desert Eagle pinned to his waist. He looked to be in his fifties and had a well-maintained square face.

The old waiter at the door also followed him. After he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

As if enjoying this condescending feeling, he has not moved since he appeared, but said with a smile:

"Welcome everyone to apply for my job here. My name is Leierte, and I am the client of this job. But if you want to stay, you need to pass my assessment. Ren.