Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

Chapter 316 Can I join?

 The night is so beautiful.

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

That kind of breath—

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

It is composed of words and "death", which is simply beautiful.

The owner of the eyes, who suppresses 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 lawless people.

So in order to have one last exchange with those criminals who are generally good in strength, 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 eyeing this natural history exchange meeting.

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

 This is simply 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 in the field.

　　That’s great, that’s great!

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 the upper eyelids and escape from the sockets.

His morbid desire to fight was completely aroused by Moyu.

 But he also understands that if he fights Moyu with his current strength, the result will 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 demand, immediately clarified his goal.

From his perspective, he didn’t want to see Moyu planted here.

Under this premise, it would be a perfect development if we 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 is no other reason. It is purely Hisoka's aura that gives people a chilly feeling that makes people's skin crawl. It is very difficult not to notice it.

 “You seem to be having a lot of fun.”

Hisoka was dressed as usual, with red hair standing up wantonly, star-shaped teardrop makeup, and waist-cinched clothes.

 “Can I join?”

Hand holding a playing card between his fingers, with the corner pressed against his chin, he looked at the people in the venue with interest.

Seeing Hisoka's sudden entrance, the faces of the members of the Phantom Troupe were a little strange, but they all directly regarded Hisoka, the "outsider", as a potential enemy.

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

  Anyway, if Hisoka made any changes that might be detrimental to them, they would not hesitate to kill him.

Compared to the fact that the members of the Phantom Troupe 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 it’s to choose a target to fight with...

However, Moyu did not feel the fighting spirit from Hisoka, and thus understood that Hisoka might be targeting one of the members of the Phantom Troupe.

In this situation, given Sisuo's usual behavior, it is indeed impossible to fight him in this situation.

If Hisoka wanted to fight 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. For some reason, the excitement in his heart stagnated, and he felt something was wrong.

It’s just that 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.

 Chrollo, Sheba, Wojin, Nobunaga, Finks, Franklin, Kangzai...

 These are all things Hisoka wants very much.

But,

Chrollo and Sheba were having a heated fight over there.

 Kang Zai snatched Wo Jin and Nobunaga away.

Franklin and Finks are closing in on Moyo…

 As for Paknotah and Kubi, Hisoka was completely uninterested.

Hence, the most suitable target is that there are no faces participating in the battle from beginning to end, and it happens to be able to take advantage of this to help Moyu out of the siege.

Hisoka walked towards Mianying with a smile.

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

 The shadow's face couldn't help but change as he felt the malicious aura coming from Sisoko.

"this person…?"

　　He did not remember any interaction between himself 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 telekinesis wrapped around the playing cards like mucus.

 Seeing Hisoka's attack intention, the face's eyes gradually turned cold.

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

 The shadow controls the three puppets of Finks, Nobunaga, and Franklin to change their directions.

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 between his fingers.

 咻咻咻—

 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 sword 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.

 The diamond-shaped bullets pierced through the gunfire and headed towards Hisoka.

"Interesting."

Facing the two 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 replica 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 many mental bullets coming from the front.

 “Looking for death.”

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

 Immediately, a string of thought bombs volleyed 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.

Sissoko'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 the Nobunaga doll is.

 Mian Ying hasn’t realized 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.

 (End of this chapter)