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Hisoka and his existence made the old man feel more and more incompetent...
He followed Abaqi to several markets and some department stores, stopping and walking along the way... Abaqi is relatively introverted, but when there are no acquaintances around, she will show some girlish personality that suits her age.
I like small animals and will stop when I see some beautiful scenery.
Just like that...before we knew it, it was getting dark.
"It's already evening...Is there anything on the list to buy..."
The girl walked down an overpass carrying large and small shopping bags, and stepped into the alley below, talking to herself.
"Let's go back…"
At this moment, there was suddenly some movement in the dark corner.
"Ok?"
Abbachi looked in the direction of the voice and frowned.
"Whoaaah!"
A series of indescribable sounds followed.
Abbachi walked quickly forward, poked his head out from the corner of the alley, and took a look at the fork in the narrow path. His expression suddenly changed.
I saw a very tall man wearing a windbreaker and with slicked back hair, torturing a victim.
The victim was leaning against the wall, his upper body completely deflated, with a lot of blood splattered on the wall and the ground, but he was not dead, as if he still had a breath left... After hearing the footsteps, the man murmured weakly: "Save me..."
Oppressing people to death?
This look...
Is it the serial killer John Doe?
Abbachi's pupils shrank, and he put down the shopping bag instantly. He gathered his mental energy in his hand, attached it to the skipping rope around his waist, and swooped over: "Stop!"
The skipping rope is a tool she uses for circus performances and she always carries it with her.
As he spoke, the rope swung, and the ordinary skipping rope was stretched straight in the air, like a steel cable, hitting the target.
Seeing this, John just moved his feet slightly and avoided the seemingly fierce whip.
boom!
The rope smashed the stone wall to pieces.
Abbachi had not yet gotten close and was about to draw back his weapon to do the same.
But he found that he couldn't pull the skipping rope back because it had been caught in John's hand.
Moreover, the opponent's strength was obviously superior to hers.
"This is an attack with thoughts..."
"Besides, he..."
"This murderous maniac is also a Nen user!"
At this moment, Abbachi was shocked.
Compared to her opponent, her combat experience was obviously too immature.
In the blink of an eye, John bent down and came in front of the girl, and mercilessly hit Abbachi's lower abdomen with his knee.
"Wow!"
The girl was hit hard and immediately spurted out blood.
The weapon in his hand also fell to the ground.
Abbachi collapsed and was unable to stand up for a while, having lost the ability to move.
Just one blow and she couldn't hold on!
"It's over!"
Looking up at the murderer standing in front of her, staring down at her, the girl's mind went blank.
John slowly bent down, stretched out his palms, and grabbed Abbachi.
At the critical moment, a blurry afterimage suddenly attacked John from behind... Whether it was the breath or the angle and speed of the attack, the murderer was completely unprepared.
A streak of blood flew in the air.
The sharp object scratched John's left eye.
He reacted the moment he was injured... If not, the sudden attack might have cut off half of his head!
Hisoka landed in a crouching position, a blood-stained playing card between his fingers.
He turned his head and looked up, showing a weird smile to the enemy: "Taking a walk? You look... like you are very happy..."
"..."
john.
The next second, Hisoka suddenly jumped up and slashed at the man with the card.
As if he realized that the young man in front of him was not easy to deal with, the killer took a few steps back to avoid the attack... Then, his eyes lingered on the two of them for a few seconds, and he suddenly leaped up, turning over and escaping under the cover of a building.
Soon disappeared into the night.
"Hisoka!"
Abbachi forced himself to stand up and shouted.
Hisoka looked in the direction where the enemy disappeared, but did not chase him. Instead, he looked at the bloody Ace of Spades between his fingers and fell into deep thought.
"He got away... the bastard."
"However, his eyes are also injured, so he will probably be caught... Hisoka, thank you..."
"Hisoka?"
The girl spoke, and seeing that Hisoka was stunned, she called out, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... It's just that... The feeling of cutting him is a little unreal." Hisoka came back to his senses and smiled casually, "Let's go."
"it is good."
Then the two of them picked up their things and left.
However, before leaving, Hisoka glanced at a certain place vaguely.
"Tsk... have you been noticed?"
After they disappeared, a vague figure appeared in a dark corner.
He recalled the look in Hisoka's eyes just now...and felt a chill down his spine.
"Could it be that... this guy, just by relying on his familiarity with and application of Nen, has figured out the state of 'Jue'?" Long found that the longer he spent with Hisoka, the more he could feel the horror of this monster.
Without knowing how to use 'Zetsu', he used his thoughts to seal himself, which was difficult for a newcomer like Hisoka to see through.
Unless... the other party has also understood this 'concept'.
"That attack at that moment... the timing of the attack and the search for the fatal point of attack were all perfect, impeccable. This is still a Hisoka who has not yet grown up. As he gains more practical experience and improves his abilities..."
"As for Moritonio...his level is...average."
The scene he just saw flashed through Long's mind and he gave his evaluation.
The fact that the old man didn't notice the moment Hisoka made his move spoke volumes.
High judgment.
After saying this, he also left the murder scene.
……
"John...isn't he the serial killer?"
"Is Abachi okay?"
"The performance is approaching, everyone please be careful."
When Long returned to the residence venue, he found that everyone had already returned and were gathered in the hall, talking.
Apparently he had heard about what happened to Abachi.
The team leader, Moritonio, sat on the sofa, giving instructions to everyone.
From his appearance and condition, there was no clue at all.
Long just said hello and went back to the dormitory.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the room was full of steam. The bathroom door was open and Hisoka was lying in the bathtub taking a bath.
Half of his face was submerged in the water, blowing bubbles.
"Do you want to come together?"
Seeing Long walking to the bathroom door, Hisoka stood up and extended a warm invitation.
Long stared at Hisoka, his heart skipped a beat, but there was no change on his face.
Because... the water in the bathtub seemed to become different, very viscous... like gelatin, and as Hisoka raised his hand, it completely stuck to his arm and fingers and turned into a paste.
"It's only been a short time, and your use and understanding of mind have reached this level?"
“I figured it out on my own…”
Even though he hated Hisoka, Oboro had to admit that this guy... was inhuman!
"Remember to close the door next time you take a shower...I don't want to dirty my eyes."
Long said coldly.
"Hehehehe..."
Hisoka's telekinesis changed suddenly, and the water stuck to his body returned to normal and fell down one after another.
"You were there too?"
Xi Suo suddenly spoke with a half-smile.
"We have lived together for so long, I am very familiar with your aura..."