HxH: The legendary prop master who beats the enemy Hakka

"Damn it. Where is this guy Sean?"

A sinister look appeared on Yi Mi's paralyzed face.

A bold conjecture suddenly came into his mind. However, the moment the conjecture appeared, the answer was already determined.

"That's right, what Master Sean used was the "Dark Step"~"

Sean's cryptic laugh flashed through Wutong's mind, and he suddenly realized what the roasted clam copy meant.

Did the young master learn the "hidden step" in advance?

Or did you just learn it after watching the master perform it once?

Unlike Ilmi, the spermatozoa has not yet been opened.

Wutong is a real person who releases telepathy abilities.

He attached a thin layer of "thoughts" to his eyes, and through his perception of "thoughts", he captured two groups of memories moving at high speed in the room.

Among them, the majestic one is Xiba, and the green one is——

The Sean who he is very familiar with is Master Sean!

At this time, Xiba paused and was obviously stunned for a moment.

When he noticed that Sean was immersed in the initial development of the "dark step" with the same pace and method of exerting force as him, this contemporary head of the family who beat the enemy Hakka.

Just mentioning his name can make people feel intimidated. He turned around in surprise, thinking about taking the exam, and deliberately adjusted his pace.

As a result, he is fast, Sean is fast, he is slow, and Sean is slow. They are indeed learning to imitate him, that’s right!

In other words, "I didn't expect that brat is really a genius in the practice of "dark step"?"

An unnoticed smile formed on the corner of Xiba's mouth, and she stopped.

"Creak~" His feet made two long shallow marks on the floor, and Sean woke up from his enlightenment and dispersed his Sharingan.

"It's a pity that it can't be retracted and unfolded completely. It's a bit of a pity~"

Copying does not mean learning.

Once you understand the principle, if you don't keep up with the practice, flaws will occur. It seems that there are still two or three experiments to master the "dark step".

"There's still a long way to go~" Sean sighed, a little dissatisfied.

Looking at his appearance, Yi Mi became angry and said coldly: "What's there to sigh about?"

That means you have high demands on yourself~

Sean stretched out his hand melancholy and patted Yi Mi on the shoulder: "I haven't been able to fully learn the "hidden step" after watching it again. I'm very disappointed with myself."

"Ilmiyo~ Can you understand my brother's suffering?"

"Haha~ I can't, but I will kill you!" The corners of Yi Mi's eyes twitched hard, and the black and white pupils were full of knives.

You can learn it by reading it once, so who am I? Pig?

Sean was "heartbroken": "Look, are you speaking human words?"

"You are not a human being, why should you ask me to speak human words?"

"Hey~ Dad, don't you care about him?" Sean spread his hands helplessly towards Siba.

Shiba narrowed his eyes and smiled. Sean was in front, and Ilmi was behind, followed by Mi Ji, and Killua, who had silver hair just after he was born.

The generation that beat the enemy Hakka is finally getting rid of the curse of single transmission and is about to branch out.

"Okay, Sean." Siba set the tone with one sentence and said meaningfully: "Remember, you are the eldest brother."

"Let me keep my brother."

After understanding, Xiao En looked at Yi Mi with a half-smile, and said loudly: "So I am the elder brother~"

Then, ignoring the man who was gnashing his teeth secretly and trying hard to control his face, a certain stupid Ou Doudou turned his back and walked out of the house.

"I have already learned the 'Dark Step', so today's training will probably be fine for me."

"Dad, brother, I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

It’s not easy to draw comics alone without an assistant and keep updating weekly~

"Wutong, why are you still standing there? Grill the scallops, make arrangements!"

Hearing this, Wutong glanced at Xiba quietly.

Siba nodded: "Go."

"Yes." The young butler immediately pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and followed him.

Soon, the huge training room was empty, with only Siba and Yiermi left.

At this time, the room seemed much quieter without a certain annoying guy.

Yi Mi lowered her eyes, lowered her head and sulked.

Siba let him go for a few minutes, stretched out her big hand and rubbed his little head, and said softly: "Yilmi, Sean is Sean, you are you."

"Don't compare with anyone, let alone him."

"The important thing is to compare yourself."

Some people are born to stand at the top, and if others chase them all their lives, they will never be able to catch up and can only lag behind.

Nitro is like this, Grandpa Maha is like this and now plus Sean?

Damn it, how did I get this idea?

With her thoughts racing, Xiba's eyes drifted toward Sean's room through the door, and Yi Mi's voice sounded in her ears.

My brother with facial paralysis and stinky face seems to have recovered.

"Dad, how long did it take you to learn the "hidden step"?"

Ilmi looked up at Siba.

Siba glanced at him: "One month."

"Then you can't do it either~" Yi Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and her flesh became visibly happy.

If he can't learn it in one try, he won't be able to learn it in a month~

What's the meaning?

Siba suddenly felt insulted.

His face immediately dropped, and bursts of screams came from the training room.

Apparently, the "special training" has begun!

It's a pity that Sean is destined not to hear it.

Our instigator, after leaving the practice room coolly, enjoyed a delicious meal of gout.

Then he happily held a toothpick in his mouth, said hello to Ji Qiu, and Shi Shiran left the restaurant and walked towards his room.

Continue to draw comics and improve your skills.

After all, as a time traveler, no one knows better than Sean what kind of terrifying existence the current world is!

Hunters, brigades, V5, associations, Cajun, ants... and even the entire human race are just children surrounded by Lake Mobius.

The real terror comes from the dark continent above the human head, which is deeply taboo to mention.

So if you want to live a truly carefree and comfortable life, obviously, it is absolutely impossible without the blessing of extremely strong strength.

With a sense of crisis, Sean quickened his pace.

Unexpectedly, he met a chubby little boy around the corner and punched him in the stomach.

"Oh~ It's the big brother~" Mi Ji held a lollipop in his mouth and looked up at Sean.

The two eyes were squeezed into a slit due to excessive obesity, and they had begun to take on a wretched appearance.

"Lollipop, is it delicious?" Sean smiled and stroked the pig's head.

Her hand slipped, reached into his pocket, and took out a large bag of potato chips.

Get the late night snack tonight.

"Uh~ It's delicious!" Mi Ji let out a scream like a slaughtering pig: "Mom, brother, grab my snacks!"

Ji Qiu heard the noise and ran out of the restaurant with Killua in his arms, taking a quick look~

Sean turned his head and gestured to her~ He made a mistake in his steps and the person suddenly disappeared~

""Dark Step"?" The electronic eye flashed red. Ji Qiu was startled. He saw Xiao Xiao leaving gracefully and waved his hand to Mi Ji.

"Imitate your big brother, this is how a killer should behave."

Ga? Mi Ji was stunned and dropped the lollipop in his mouth with a squeak.

It doesn’t smell good anymore~

Only then did the silly boy realize that something seemed wrong.

It’s obvious that you’re the one who’s getting hurt, right~

However, Sean, who is familiar with the original work, knows very well that beating the enemy Hakka never talks about victimhood.

Just talk about strength!

If you are strong, you can beat the enemy and walk sideways!

In the future, Killua goes after Gon who comes to visit, and scolds Kiki, which is the best proof of this.

So. "My stupid Ou Doudou~ Big brother is teaching you to adapt to the survival rules of beating the enemy Hakka in advance~"

Sean tore open the package, grabbed a handful of potato chips, threw them into his mouth, and started chewing them.

Although the grilled scallops are good, I don’t seem to be very hungry~ I need to add some carbohydrates~

With a sense of joy, Sean returned to the room and picked up the paintbrush again~

In the previous episode, Kakashi and the three little ones encountered Zabuza and Haku, and a fierce battle took place.

The second pillar opened the Sharingan, and cooperated with Naruto and Sakura, and performed brilliantly, which earned Sean a lot of feedback.

This episode's death for Zabuza blocking the sword is even more tear-jerking. I believe it will receive more feedback.

This can be clearly proven a week later from a certain old and immortal reminder maniac.

"Oh~ It's too miserable. When I get older, I can't bear to see this."

"Shawn, can't you let Shiro and Zabuza find a way out?"

A gust of wind blew, and the window moved. At some point, Maha Beatiker appeared behind Sean.

Ever since I was walking birds one night and bumped into Sean drawing "Naruto Ninja".

The old man's cartoons are no longer good, and the rocking chair is no longer good. I wish I could squat behind Sean 800 times a day, just to watch the latest episode of "Naked Ninja" as soon as possible.

This means that Sean can't beat him. Otherwise, has this old guy ever heard that there is such a thing as "copyright" in the world?

Is it human to want to use the fruits of other people’s labor without spending any money?

"Old man, stop pretending." Sean glanced at Maha and said angrily: "The people you kill all the time are forming a circle and they are almost reaching Lake Mobius."

So if we believe that Maha can have empathy, it is better to believe that a sow can climb a tree!

"Haha~ Even so, even if your grandson says this, the old man will be heartbroken~" (Note, Maha is Sean's great-great-grandfather, that is, the grandfather of the protagonist's grandfather. The author only made it easier to write They refer to each other as grandfather and grandson)

Maha skillfully opened Sean's refrigerator, took out a piece of ham sausage, and started to chew on it.

Good guy, he even moved the rocking chair over and lay down on the spot. Did he really regard Sean's room as his own home?

Sean said with a black line: "Did you pay me?"

"I want to pay for my grandson's food?" Maha glanced at Sean and said confidently: "Don't talk about money, that thing is too vulgar~"

"Speaking of Zabuza Shaun~ Grandpa realized, did you misunderstand the word killer?"

"Does a guy like him deserve to be called a killer?"

The little old man rocked the rocking chair contentedly and sneered: "Listen up."

"For a real killer, it doesn't matter if you can't complete the task. First of all, you have to save your own life."

"There is really no other way, so we can turn around and deal with the client of the mission~"

Oh~ This fucking guy is really good at beating up enemies!

In fact, both Geno and Siba did this!

But what qualifications does an old prostitute have to point fingers at the original author?

Sean rolled his eyes: "You said it as if you knew it."

"If you have the ability, I'll give you the pen and you can draw."

"Haha~ Grandpa, I'm old~" Maha smiled and waved his hand: "Now the world is dominated by you young people."

"The old man will not participate."

When it comes to killing people, Maha and beating up the enemy's guests are professionals. But when it comes to painting, even beating up the enemy's guests together may not be as good as this guy in front of him.

It's also strange, he don't remember the blood of the enemy and guest family, who ordered "art tree" like Sean.

Could it be that Siba was fucked?