I Am Not Really Related

"The island is so big, it's not easy to find other people, especially Hisoka."

Not surprisingly, Leorio began to complain.

The reason he said just now was on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was out of inner resistance to risk Hisoka's troubles.

In the first test, he was instantly killed by Hisoka, and he had no strength left to resist.

But Kurapika and Xiaojie who drew the number 44 seem to have spotted Hisoka

So Leorie's small calculation is impossible to realize.

but

"There is some truth in what Leorie said. Keep going around like this to try your luck. Let's not say when we can find Hisoka. I'm afraid we will encounter danger and ambushes first on the way."

"Yes, yes!"

Hearing what Kurapika said, Leori suddenly showed a happy expression.

But it turns out that he was happy too early.

"How about it, Xiaojie, did you find any rules?"

After observing for so long, Xiaojie nodded, "These blood butterflies seem to be attracted by the blood. The stronger the smell of blood, the more blood butterflies flying around."

While talking, Xiaojie pricked his finger carefully, and as a drop of blood squeezed out, a blood butterfly flew out from the nearby grass and landed on his finger.

This creature seems to be very sensitive to blood.

Xiaojie also noticed this by coincidence and careful observation.

As for the biggest hero, of course Dongba!

Dongba, forever God!

"You mean, we follow these blood butterflies to find other people?" Kurapika thought for a while, then continued thoughtfully.

"That's right, the direction where the blood butterflies gather means that there was a battle there or someone was injured. If we rush over there, there is a high chance that we can make a profit and take the opportunity to collect the number plate."

"And if it's Hisoka, I wouldn't be surprised even if someone died in his hands now."

After Kurapika's analysis, Leorio, who didn't want to meet Hisoka, began to think that the blood butterfly was a good thing, and he liked it the most.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's start, I can't wait!"

. . . . . . . . . .

Under a big tree, Hisoka, who Kurapika and others were thinking about at this time, was sitting here.

Neither hiding nor hunting around as they imagined.

But suddenly, Hisoka stood up with the corner of his mouth slightly upturned, and said as if talking to himself: "Come out."

No one answered, and the wind was very noisy.

"Since you don't come over, then only I will go over."

Saying that, Hisoka walked somewhere.

Then a figure jumped out of the grass immediately, swung the spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I want to fight with you!"

Hisoka smiled even wider, "I'm going to die~"

No. 371 ticked four boxes and did not answer. He just swung his spear and attacked like a gust of wind.

"ha!"

swish swish swish

A little cold light comes first, and then the spear shoots out like a dragon!

It can be seen that Gou Si's attainments in spears are not low.

But it is a pity that his strength and speed are not at their peak at this time, so that Hisoka can dodge with ease.

"Why didn't you fight back?!"

Seeing Hisoka dodging all the time, and only dodging, Gou Si, who was sweating profusely at some point, couldn't help asking loudly.

"There is no need for this. As long as I continue to dodge, you will die yourself."

Gou Siyi gritted his teeth, showing unwillingness.

A large number of blood butterflies are surrounding him.

"It's an astonishing number of blood butterflies. With such serious injuries, you should have been hit by someone already."

"Although it's not incomprehensible that you can imagine being a warrior until you die, but you ended up finding the wrong opponent."

Gou Si, who lost his strength rapidly due to massive blood loss, fell to his knees on one leg, gasping for breath.

"Since you can understand, why don't you fight me upright and let me die?!"

Hisoka shook his head slightly, "I'm not interested in dead people."

After speaking, he turned and left.

But Gou Si, whose heart was broken, yelled and launched a final suicide charge.

Whoosh!

A nail hit Gou Si's throat precisely, and the charge was interrupted.

Then whoosh whoosh.

Gou Si's face was directly pierced with more than a dozen reading nails, which looked very terrifying!

Then just like that, Gou Si fell to the ground unwillingly and died.

"Sorry, I accidentally let him run away."

Jita Lai, who still had the nail in his hand, came out with a strange look and said.

"There are many lies. Anyway, this guy must be begging you to fulfill his last wish before he died."

"No way, who told him to be so pitiful. Anyway, he will die in the end."

"Stop sympathizing with such a no-nonsense enemy."

"Aren't you the same yourself?"

"I will choose my target carefully. I am not interested in the humble guy. I will only let [kill the person who is a pity now] a way out."

Ji Talai smiled in disbelief, and then threw a number plate over, "Oh, yes, my target is this guy, I don't want any extra, I'll give it to you."

Hisoka took a look, "No. 80, who is this guy?"

"A guy who pointed a gun at me and she totally pissed me off so I just killed her."

After finishing speaking, Ji Talaiku pulled out all the needles stuck in his head, and then a very frightening scene appeared.

The whole head began to distort, and even the color of the hair changed.

In the end, it became the original appearance of Ilmi!

"No matter how many times you watch it, it's still very interesting~" Hisoka made such an evaluation.

"It's tiring to be tied like this all the time, well, it's much more comfortable now."

Then Yiermi suddenly began to dig the grave with bare hands, and when the digging was almost done, he jumped in directly, "Okay, I'm going to sleep before the end of the experiment, you have to work hard."

After finishing speaking, the whole person got into it, and a large amount of soil came up and buried the pit.

Yier fans actually buried themselves alive!

But to him, it was just a matter of sleeping.

Xiaojie's ability to hold his breath for more than 9 points is already far beyond ordinary people, but compared with these professional killers who came out of the beating enemy family, it is completely insignificant!

Hisoka moved his hands and feet, and said to himself: "Then, should I wait for them to come to me, or should I take the initiative to send it to my door? The orphan of the Kuruta tribe. It's becoming more and more interesting, really. I want Kuroro to come and see it too!"