I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Just as Xiao Di was about to materialize a bulging-eyed fish as a weapon, Jing Yang quickly stopped her hand, pointing to his chest. Xiao Di nodded in agreement...

"Anyway, get to work."

At Jing Yang's command, the three figures vanished before the eyes of the gangsters, followed by a series of gunshots and thuds of people falling to the ground in the hall.

……

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots continued to ring out from upstairs.

In the lobby on the first floor, there was a group of people in black suits lying on the ground, their heads tilted to one side and their eyes slanted as if they had fainted.

Niall trembled with fear. Those three people were not human at all. They moved as fast as black lightning, and bullets could not catch them! So many people, they might not even be hit once before they were taken down in droves... Niall swallowed hard, rolled his eyes, and blended into the crowd.

……

The elevator doors slowly opened, and a group of gangsters guarding the entrance were about to make their move when they saw that only a few of their own men were unconscious inside. Where were the intruders?

behind them.

Jingyang, Xiaodi, and Kurapika stopped by stepping on the wall behind the gangsters guarding the elevator exit.

Kurapika's aura transformed into a giant skeletal hand, sweeping away the astonished gang of thugs staring at the open elevator like trash, scattering them all to the side.

Kurapika was trying to control his strength, but the impact of the skeletal hand formed by ki still knocked the group of ordinary people and gangsters unconscious instantly. Their injuries varied in severity, and they piled up in the corner of the corridor, resembling a black mountain.

Which floor was it again?

Jingyang stood there for a moment, puzzled, and then he and Xiaodi looked up together at the security camera in the corner of the corridor and waved.

……

The appalling scene captured on the surveillance footage turned the young head of the Bonalon family pale with rage—or perhaps, she was terrified.

Where did these three people come from?

This is so unruly! I genuinely sent my men to invite them up for a detailed discussion, how did it turn into this? How can they start fighting without even exchanging a single word?

Moreover, once they started fighting, they practically wiped out all of their subordinates in the entire building...

In the black-and-white footage, the three thugs walked out of the frame and into the next adjacent surveillance camera, following the path they took towards his room.

The young master, with a sullen face, leaned back in his wide chair and turned around.

Footsteps grew closer and closer outside the door behind me...

The young master opened the drawer, and inside, besides a pistol, was a gas mask.

Chapter 112 Can the Zoldyck withstand the rose poison?

"See? I told you it would look more respectable to come up like this, right?"

Jing Yang knocked on the door, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open—click! He accidentally used too much force and the doorknob came off.

Jingyang led Xiaodi and Kurapika into the house and threw the broken handle aside.

The room was spacious, but there was only one person sitting in a large chair behind a desk, with his back to them. A rectangular screen was placed diagonally on the desk, seemingly displaying multiple surveillance feeds.

Kurapika asked, "Are you the young master of the Bonaron family?"

Those who had their backs to them did not answer.

Kurapika was about to ask further questions when Jingyang stopped him with a gesture.

Jing Yang focused his energy in his ears, and his hearing improved significantly. He could hear a rustling sound of airflow.

Seeing this, Xiao Di also gathered her qi in her ears—but it was too late. A wave of weakness washed over her, and she collapsed, only to be caught by Jing Yang. Jing Yang whispered in her ear, "Stand up straight and move normally."

The star mark on Xiaodi's left groin triggered a reaction, like a seed that seeped into the very air within her body, taking control of her movements...

With a thud, Kurapika's eyelids drooped, and he half-knelt on the floor, forcing himself to look ahead. The person behind the desk, who had their back to them, finally turned around.

"Hehehe, we found out too late."

The young master, wearing a gas mask, turned around. Before he could even feel smug for a few seconds, he saw that of the three intruders, only one had been knocked down, while the other man and woman were still standing there unharmed, looking at him with a calm expression—how could this be?

"You guys... this kind of hypnotic gas, inhaling 1ml only takes 10 seconds, and even a tiger would be completely incapacitated... how could you..."

Even with a gas mask on, you could feel the shock he was experiencing.

Jingyang glanced at Kurapika, who was indeed on the verge of fainting beside him. "Just a friendly reminder, he's much stronger than a tiger. However, poison resistance is something that no matter how strong you are, you can't completely overcome; you need specialized training..." He waved his hand at Kurapika, who rolled his eyes and reluctantly passed out.

"Then what's with you all acting like nothing's wrong?!" The young master roared inwardly, watching Jing Yang calmly walk towards him step by step, and raised his pistol without hesitation.

"boom!"

Flames flew from the gun muzzle, and the bullet struck Jingyang's raised arm precisely.

Chi Chi Chi!

The bullet was stopped by a layer of air on his arm. The bullet's spinning speed slowed down, and before it completely lost its kinetic energy, it finally hit Jing Yang's sleeve and fell sadly to the floor with a thud.

Tap, and Xiao Di, under Jing Yang's control, closed the room door.

Jing Yang reached out and, under the watchful gaze of the gang leader's narrowed pupils, casually removed the gas mask from his face.

Eight seconds later, the young master's eyes glazed over, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he collapsed and fainted.

"Didn't you say 10 seconds?" Jing Yang tossed the gas mask aside.

He turned to look at Xiao Di.

It should be noted that, theoretically speaking, Jingyang and Xiaodi were indeed affected by the so-called neuro-hypnotic gas at this moment—but before they felt anything was wrong with their bodies, Jingyang had given himself a command through the star mark on the back of his neck, and controlled his body through self-control.

At this moment, his nervous system may be paralyzed, but he can still control his body's movements as if he were controlling a game character.

The same applies to Xiao Di. Even if she is affected, her body can still move freely under Jing Yang's control, thanks to the star mark on her body. This is because, in essence, she is not acting by issuing commands through her brain or transmitting information to various parts of her body through her nervous system. The interference of the hypnotic gas with the nervous system's signals has no effect on her.

"Use 'Bulging-Eyed Fish'," Jingyang instructed, casually picking up a pen from his desk.

With a wave of her hand, Xiao Di materialized a ball of air into a bulging-eyed fish vacuum cleaner with a wide-open mouth.

Jingyang took a pen, made a small cut on the back of his hand, then made a cut on Xiaodi's arm, and then gave Kurapika, who was lying unconscious on the floor, a stab.

"Absorb all the hypnotic toxins from this room and our bodies." Little Drop activated the Bulging-Eyed Fish.

hum!hum!hum!

With a single, wide-open mouth, the bulging-eyed fish swept away all the hypnotic gas in the room. Not only that, but also the invisible toxins that flew out from the wounds on Jingyang, Xiaodi, and Kurapika's bodies caused by the pen were also eaten clean by the bulging-eyed fish. Because the self-healing power of the star on his body was too strong, Jingyang had to poke his and Xiaodi's wounds several more times.

God knows why, even though the neurotoxins had already been absorbed by the body, the tiny, bulging-eyed fish could use simple external injuries as an entry and exit point to extract all the toxins...

Jingyang felt it was best not to discuss this with Xiaodi.

If you delve into the details with her and eventually come to a small, clear understanding, you might find that what you're doing is indeed unscientific. And because of this change in perspective, you might find yourself unable to use this god-like detoxification technique. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

Sometimes, vague, subconscious beliefs can be quite useful. For example, Shizuku's bulging-eyed fish cannot absorb living things, but she clearly doesn't believe that things like blood, bacteria, viruses, or corpses are alive. So, this subconscious belief manifests in her Nen ability, allowing her to absorb these things without hesitation.

If a biologist were to develop a similar bulging-eyed fish, it would probably be unable to suck blood—don't cells and bacteria have life?

……

Kurapika slowly woke up and immediately braced himself with his full strength.

"Yes, you are the one with the best qualities among those who came this time." A cold voice came.

Kurapika rubbed his head and got up, only to see Jingyang staring at him with a serious expression from behind the desk. The young master who had tricked them was lying crookedly on the floor beside him. Shizuku, even more confused than Kurapika, looked at Jingyang, who seemed completely bewildered…

Kurapika asked in surprise, "You guys are immune to hypnotic gases?"

"Calling it immunity is definitely an exaggeration," Jing Yang said modestly. "I'd say it's barely affected!"

Just as he said, being strong in the Hunter world doesn't necessarily mean having higher poison or drug resistance. Otherwise, in the manga, when Chrollo slashed Killua's father's arm with a poison-coated dagger, the latter didn't react at all, and Chrollo wouldn't have been so surprised... Only experts like Zoldyck, who have been eating poison since childhood, can be considered rare talents with maxed-out poison resistance.

Jingyang even suspected that he might be able to withstand the toxins of the Rose Bomb and the Zoldyck's bizarre body.

After all, the rose bomb is quite famous, and since the Zoldycks are experts, and they've already cultivated antibodies against it from a young age, there's no reason they wouldn't include rose toxins on their list of things to overcome...

"Ignoring it means being immune, right?" Kurapika's eyes went blank for a moment, then he noticed a wound that had appeared on his arm.

"I made a small incision to remove the poison from you." Jing Yang chuckled as he stood up, lifting the unconscious young master like a dead fish. "Let's go. We can talk about any questions later. We've been here long enough; let's find somewhere else to talk..."

Chapter 113 The Thousand Ears Gathering

The young master was awakened by a slap.

He opened his eyes, and his body stiffened when he saw Jing Yang. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar room, not knowing where he had been brought here.

"Who exactly are you?" The young master's mind raced as he forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Have I offended you all, or has our Bonaron family offended someone...?"

Jingyang was too lazy to talk to him and gave up his spot for Kurapika to perform.

Kurapika used his old trick, conjuring the fourth volume of "Revelation" with a wave of his hand. A sketch of the young master appeared on the blank pages. Holding the same pistol the young master had previously used, Kurapika held the book in one hand and the gun in the other, coldly saying, "Nell Chadman said he sold Scarlet Eyes to you. Where is Scarlet Eyes?"

Click. He pushed the safety off. "If you lie, the picture in the book will turn red. If the picture turns red, I'll shoot. I suggest you think carefully before you answer."

Jing Yang was wondering where this kid learned to use firearms.

Before the Kurta clan was wiped out, Kurapika was a simple, reclusive boy. Only a year or two has passed since the clan's extermination, yet his speed in learning about the outside world is truly astounding… Perhaps this is the powerful driving force behind his revenge. Thinking about it carefully, the fact that this kid could develop such a complex conjuration ability in just three months, while also mastering the four elements of Nen and various application techniques, and accumulating a considerable amount of Nen… that's equally outrageous.

"Who's the main character here, either of us?" Jing Yang clicked his tongue and sat down next to Xiao Di, watching the changing expressions of the young master in front of Kurapika, which was quite a sight.

The young master is suffering inside; what's going on?

You guys made such a commotion, I thought you'd somehow offended a mortal enemy!

Is this the result?

Just for a pair of random eyeballs?

Tell me earlier!

If you had just said it was such a small matter, would it have been necessary to resort to knives and guns?

"Three," Kurapika began the countdown, his finger on the trigger, "Two..."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" the young master hurriedly said. "I'll sell it! Really, I bought this thing to resell. It's a pair of eyeballs, they're pretty, but I'm not a collector..."

"Who did you sell it to?" Kurapika's tone was even calmer.