Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

The night is so beautiful.

But even more beautiful is the intoxicating atmosphere that permeates the night.

That kind of smell——

From the smell of blood, pure killing intent, and passionate emotions.

And composed of "death", it is simply beautiful.

The owner of the eyes, who is suppressing a certain desire, is convinced that he can "see" such beautiful scenery.

The owner of the eyes is Hisoka, who met Moyu by chance in the dress shop yesterday.

The purpose of his coming to this city was simply to speculate that the museum exchange meeting might attract the covetousness of a group of criminals.

So in order to have one last exchange with those criminals who were generally quite capable, how could Hisoka miss this event.

Facts have proved that Hisoka's guess was right.

There is really a group of notorious A-class criminals who are eyeing this museum exchange meeting.

And it was the Phantom Troupe that Hisoka had paid special attention to.

This was an unexpected surprise.

But the person who really made Hisoka feel excited and even intoxicated...

Sure enough, it has to be you!

Hisoka looked at Moyu on the field.

Awesome, so awesome!

Witnessing Moyuna's wonderful performance in the midst of powerful enemies, Hisoka's emotions instantly reached their peak, almost overflowing.

Really Want……

Let’s fight with you again right here.

But it's not the time yet, it's not the time yet...

Hisoka raised his head slightly, and the golden pupils in his eyes trembled rapidly back and forth, as if they were trying to break through his upper eyelids and escape from his eyes.

His morbid desire to fight was completely aroused by Moyu.

But he also understood that if he fought against Moyu with his current strength, the result would be nothing but nothing.

So it’s not the time yet…

But how to calm the inner "emotions"?

Hisoka then saw the figure who summoned three dolls and prepared to enter.

"ah……"

Hisoka, who urgently needed to release some kind of need, immediately clarified his goal.

From his perspective, he didn't want to see Moyu fall here.

Under this premise, it would be a perfect development if he could still fight against the members of the Phantom Troupe.

Hisoka didn't think much at all, he just walked out of the darkness and walked towards the venue with a sickly aura.

His arrival instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

There was no other reason than Hisoka's aura that gave people a chilly feeling that made their skin crawl. It was very difficult not to notice it.

"You seem to be having a great time."

Hisoka was dressed as always, with red hair that stood up wantonly, star-shaped teardrop makeup, and clothes that were tied around his waist.

"Can I join?"

He held a playing card between his fingers, with the corner against his chin, looking at the people in the field with interest.

Seeing Hisoka's sudden entrance, the faces of the members of the Phantom Troupe showed a hint of strangeness, but they all directly regarded Hisoka, an "outsider", as a potential enemy.

So they all didn't care much about what Hisoka said.

Anyway, if Hisoka makes any changes that may be detrimental to them, they will not hesitate to kill Hisoka.

Compared to the members of the Phantom Troupe who didn't care much, Moyu was very surprised by Hisoka's arrival.

Based on his understanding of Hisoka, he quickly guessed Hisoka's intention of coming to wade in the muddy water.

Obviously to choose a target to fight with...

However, Moyu didn't feel the fighting spirit from Hisoka, so he understood that Hisoka might be targeting one of the members of the Phantom Troupe.

On this occasion, given Sisuo's usual behavior, it was indeed impossible to fight him in this situation.

If Hisoka wanted to fight with him, he would definitely let him stand in the ring in full condition.

Otherwise, it should affect the interest in fighting.

"Come and play."

So when Hisoka was being ignored by everyone in the Phantom Troupe, Moyu showed Hisoka a warm and fatherly smile.

Hisoka looked at the smile on Moyu's face, and for some reason, the excitement in his heart stagnated, and he always felt that something was wrong.

However, Hisoka didn't think too much and deliberately ignored Moyu's existence, so he stepped into the field with a smile, and then slowly looked at the figure.

If there is a target he likes on the field, there must be more than one.

People like Chrollo, Siba, Wojin, Nobunaga, Finks, Franklin, Kangzai...

These are all things Hisoka wants very much.

But,

Chrollo and Siba were having a heated fight there.

Kang Zai snatched Wo Jin and Nobunaga away.

Franklin and Finks are closing in on Moyo...

As for Paknoda and Kubi, Hisoka was completely uninterested.

Therefore, the most suitable target is that there are no faces participating in the battle from beginning to end, and this can happen to help Moyu rescue him.

Hisoka walked towards Mianying with a smile.

The evil aura radiating from his body was equivalent to holding a sign on his head that said "Baby, I'm coming to find you."

Feeling the malicious aura coming from Hisoka, the face couldn't help but change.

"this person……?"

He didn't remember any interaction between him and Hisoka, let alone any enmity.

But why did the other party come straight to him as soon as he showed up?

A trace of doubt flashed through Mianying's heart.

Hisoka raised his hand and held a few playing cards between his fingers, and the released telepathy wrapped around the playing cards like mucus.

Seeing Hisoka's attack intention, Mian Ying's eyes gradually turned cold.

No matter what your intentions are, since your bad intentions have been revealed, be prepared to be killed.

The mask controls the three puppets of Finks, Nobunaga, and Franklin to change their direction.

Hisoka didn't take action directly, he just wanted to wait for the shadow to be ready to attack.

And the trumpet finally sounded——

Hisoka suddenly moved his arm and threw out the playing cards from his fingers.

Boo hoo hoo——

Three playing cards formed a formation and flew towards the figure.

The figure stood still.

At this moment, Nobunaga's doll stood across the flight path of the playing cards. He held the knife in his right hand and drew a "Z" in front of him, slashing the three playing cards to the ground.

As the Nobunaga puppet chopped down the playing cards, the Franklin puppet raised its hands and pointed at Hisoka, and a burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the hollow finger muzzle.

Diamond-shaped bullets pierced through the gunfire and shrouded Hisoka.

"Interesting."

Facing the two-handed machine guns of the Franklin doll, Hisoka even had the energy to glance at the original Franklin, who had only his left arm left, and sighed that the imitation doll was even more complete than the original.

Immediately, Hisoka jumped upwards like an acrobat, letting his straight body roll in the air to dodge the numerous teleportation bullets coming from the front.

"court death."

Seeing Hisoka jump into the air to evade the teleportation bullet, murderous intent flashed in Mianying's eyes, and he controlled Franklin to raise his hands and shoot the telepathy bomb towards Hisoka, who had nowhere to rely on in the air.

Immediately, a string of thought bombs flew towards Hisoka like an anti-aircraft interception barrage.

At this time, Hisoka had nowhere to draw on, and he was obviously a living target.

But at this moment.

Sisoko's body in the air seemed to be suddenly pulled by some force, and it suddenly fell from the air to the ground.

And that direction is where Nobunaga's doll is.

Mianying didn't realize what happened...

Hisoka turned into an afterimage, and the moment he fell to the ground, he took off the head of Nobunaga's doll with his bare hands.