who ripped off the leader

The senior in the suit didn't seem to believe Safei's alarmist words, but Safei just didn't care - he had already paid back part of the favor, if the senior in the suit insisted on courting death, he couldn't stop him, right?

Safi happily hummed the tune he heard in a video store on the road, stood by the window and watched the people coming and going on the road, observing their behavior patterns.

"Here, here you are." The senior in the suit threw a small square-shaped sheet to Safei, with Safei's photo, name and a serial number printed on it.

Safi has been hanging out with Hisoka for a long time, and he has also learned a lot of tricks to hide a lot of playing cards with a flip of his hand. He immediately hid the identity certificate, and then showed a brilliant look to the senior in the suit. A smile came: "Thank you, senior."

"You don't have to thank me." The senior in the suit lamented, "I just got the news that the chaos caused by your companions a while ago has attracted the attention of the higher-ups, and they will send people to clean up this place in two days... Although the sent Those who come will not be the backbone, and they will definitely not be the ones that newcomers like you can handle casually."

"Oh~ we should go~" Safei said with a smile, "Senior has finally disliked us, don't worry, we won't make trouble."

"...I hope so." The senior in the suit took a deep look at him, "I'll undo your friend's mind power when I get back, I hope you won't be beaten to death by him."

"..." Safei looked at the senior in the suit seriously, "Senior, is it a good suggestion for me to throw that guy here and run away now?"

Senior in the suit: "..."

"Hahahahahaha~~~~~"

Safi looked at Hisoka with tears in his eyes: "Master Hisoka... Please, please let me go! Please forgive me! qaq"

Hisoka licked the joker he was holding in his hand, and grinned maliciously, revealing his pale and sharp teeth: "Safi~ how are you going to die? Are you watering the little fruit? Or grinding the fruit? How about practicing big fruit? Or disposing of garbage~?"

Safei struggled weakly and resisted: "No, I want to live more..."

Hisoka stepped on Safei's face and put his head on the ground: "I don't want it~ I'd better cut you into pieces~ Is it 800 yuan~ or 1000 yuan~"

Safei raised Hisoka's foot with a blank expression: "You bastard... I can't be abused by just anyone... I don't know what you look like until now. Well, I'm only abused by beauties!" He said with a particularly pompous and proud tone.

Hisoka pulled his foot back even more imposingly, and looked down at Safei: "Do you think I will show you my face when you say that~"

Sa Fei turned his head silently: "..." I hate it!Was seen through!unhappy!

After Hisoka beat Safi even worse than he did two days ago, he cheerfully took Safi on the road, and flew straight to the sky arena recommended by the senior in the suit.

The next few years were spent in constantly honing their ability to read and going out to make trouble and have fun. In the past few years, the Phantom Troupe has become more and more famous, and now it has become A C-level criminal gang, according to their seniors in suits who still have contact with them (it’s been a few years, you still don’t remember his name, you bastards!): The Phantom Troupe (especially the leader Kurolo) has become The key focus of the Hunter Association.

"Yo~ Do you still care about Kuroro?" Hisoka sat on the edge of the bed and built a poker tower, his hair was wet and dripping from the wash, "If you care about it, go find him Well~”

Safei held his face and stared at Hisoka's face: "Although the tone and wording are the same, why do I think you don't deserve a beating for saying such bastard words after you take off your makeup?"

When he saw Hisoka's real face for the first time, his saliva was drooling... Although he was used to it now, every time he saw Hisoka's beautiful face, he couldn't stop punching someone - this caused Hisoka, whose force value has risen rapidly to a certain level, will not pretend to be that weird clown unless he wants to fight seriously... Although the tone of this guy's speech is still as distorted as ever , But even if the beauty says it backwards, it is a beautiful and intoxicating poem!Even if a sentence can fly three octaves, it's fucking heavenly!

Thinking of the phone "Ding Lingling", Safei picked up the phone - although this is Hisoka's mobile phone: "Hello?"

"Safei?" The somewhat dumbfounded voice came from the phone, "Oh, it's the same for you. I'm going to take Qiya home in two days. My father wants to see you a little bit. Do you want to go with me? I go back?"

"Hey? The legendary Hakka beating enemy!" Sa Fei immediately raised his head, "When are you two going back?"

"..." The person on the opposite side was silent for a while, as if he was frightened by Sa Fei's agitated emotions, "Going back in the family airship the day after tomorrow was specially approved by my father, because Qi Ya was trained very well by you two guys, So my father wants the two of you to train that guy too."

"Oh~ Is your second brother who is so fat that he is about to become a pig at the age of eight?" Safi shook his head, his tone and expression were very unbeatable, "But I am more interested in your little brother Curt~ you You know, I've always liked prettier children."

"Curt has just started basic training, I can't hand him over to you guys, give up." The voice on the other end of the phone was very firm.

"Ah, that's fine, that's fine..." Sa Fei pursed his mouth, thinking about which family photo he would have seen, "It should be possible to see that guy Mi Chi if he loses weight, after all, your family doesn't ugly."

"Then it's settled," the person on the other side made a final decision, "the morning after tomorrow, at the gate of the Sky Arena."

"I know."

"Il fan~?" Hisoka stretched out a finger and knocked down the poker tower he just built, and started to build again, "It's about his younger brothers again~?"

"Yeah, you've trained Qi Ya so well, so Ill fans are following you as a free laborer."

Yiermi, the eldest son of the legendary Hakka killer family who "rejected all friends", is just 18 years old this year.Because he has been secretly paying attention to his younger brother Qiya who was thrown into the sky arena for training, he got acquainted with Hisoka, who fell in love with Xiaoguo, and later became congenial with Safi's magical smell, so he reluctantly made these two incongruous Psychopaths fall into the category of trustworthy (free labor).

Although I asked them to "don't let Qiya die", "don't let Qiya run around" and "don't just let Qiya be tricked away" and other trivial things when I was performing tasks, but today's official request (No) It's the first time they've ever trained their ineffective brother.

"The rumors are unbelievable~" Safei threw Hisoka's phone away, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, "The person who beats the Hakka is pretty cute~" Regardless of his temper, but he looks good—— Especially the generation of Il fans.

Hisoka put away the playing cards, took off the bath towel around his waist, lay on Safei's body, and seduced Safi with his slender eyes: "Are you lying like this ~ are you inviting me~? "

Safei caught the phone, held it in his hand, and then looked at Hisoka up and down over and over again, focusing on the part that Hisoka had covered with a towel a minute ago, and sighed helplessly: "Sisuo , are you sure you want to hit you and me over and over again like this? Obviously we can't be hard when we face each other...why do you have to..." This is how the two of them still treat him Damn it's a proof of pure friendship, two untrained sluts can't have sex together.

"After all, I'm going to use this to prove that I'm still not that vulgar~" After reconfirming that he actually has a lower limit, Hisoka straightened up in a good mood, "But I'm even more curious if you can't do it at all. , That’s why you can’t be hard on me~?” Compared with his corrupt private life, Safi is simply an ascetic who refuses to have physical relationships with others.

Safi curled his lips in disdain: "I just need to be hard on Kuroro."

"...You don't care if Kuroro can be hard~" Hisoka laughed unceremoniously.

Sa Fei turned over depressingly, buried his face in the pillow, trying to suffocate himself: Rub!This is friends!From now on, he will firmly stand with the family rules of beating the enemy!

Compared with Hisoka, who is fighting here, Safi, who has no intention of doing this and just works like a normal person in a certain studio, has very limited freedom.

The next day, he went to the photography studio and asked for a long vacation with the boss: "About three months, after all, my friend still has to fight in the Sky Arena... After all, the records can only be kept for three months~ahhahaha~"

Hearing that he has a friend who is above the 200th floor, the boss simply gave Sa Fei a long vacation: "But don't delay for a long time, after all, I still like you as a photographer."

This is true or not... who knows~╮(╯▽╰)╭

Hisoka beat himself half-mutilated again, and Safi showed a mocking face: "The guy who fought with you today must be ugly and crying."

"How do you say~?"

"That's why you didn't hesitate to make yourself so miserable and scare him into crying~"

"That's not it." Hisoka narrowed his eyes. When he didn't remove his makeup, he looked a little scary. "It's just that his ability to read is interesting~"

"...May he die early and be reborn soon, Amen." I'm not afraid of perverts beating you, but I'm afraid perverts will always think about beating you...