Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 176 Who else but me? !
In order to hunt down criminals, there is no need to obtain proof of mission commission in advance.

But bounty hunters must first register with the relevant department.

Only by obtaining this identity can one act legally and redeem the bounty.

The significance of this regulation is that relevant departments can coordinate information more easily, and more importantly, it can ensure the smooth implementation of tax matters.

Of course, based on this regulation, there are a few people who are unwilling to register.

After they capture a criminal, they usually find a registered bounty hunter to collect the reward on their behalf.

However, this situation is not common. After all, for people with legal identity, registering is a very simple thing.

In general, registering and retaining information with relevant departments is a hard requirement for bounty hunters to work.

It is worth mentioning that professional hunters holding a hunter license do not need to go through this process.

Because the hunter's license itself already contains the holder's identity information, not only can the relevant departments directly retrieve it, but even banks and other institutions can also query the corresponding identity information through the license.

What Mirston wanted to confirm was the bounty hunter identities of Moreau and Curt.

The relatively detailed self-introduction of his title and occupation was only to let Moreau and Curt understand that he had the legitimate right to ask questions.

Faced with Mijston's sudden inquiry, Moreau frowned slightly, while Kurt just stared at Mijston coldly.

There was a brief silence.

It seems like...

Bounty hunters may also need some form of identification similar to a license.

Through Mirston's words, Moreau thought of this directly.

But the problem is that he is not a bounty hunter in the true sense of the word.

From the moment he decided to take action against Basel, the only thing he had in mind was how to reduce the risk.

Mirston looked calmly at the silent Moreau, and something suddenly dawned on him.

The two powerful Nen users in front of them are not legal bounty hunters at all.

We can use this to our advantage and have Moreau and Curt cooperate with the background check.

Mirston did not urge him and waited patiently for Moreau's response.

There was no malicious intent in his actions.

The fundamental reason was that he saw an unstable factor in Moreau.

As a two-star crime hunter, he had an obligation to investigate Moreau and Curt.

If there was no problem with their identities and backgrounds, he would simply let them leave.

However, before the background check is completed, the personal freedom of the two people will be slightly restricted.

"Before I 'cooperate' with you, can I make a phone call?"

After a brief silence, Morrow finally spoke, and while asking for consent, he took out his cell phone.

He could feel that Mirston was the typical "stick to the facts" type of person.

When dealing with such people, as long as you follow the rules, there will never be any conflicts.

But in Moreau's opinion, the most troublesome thing is that these actions of Mirston are not targeted at all, but he is just doing something ordinary according to routine.

"of course can."

Mithraston nodded calmly.

Moro immediately dialed Kangzai's number.

If you want to get rid of Mizston's entanglement, you just need to solve the bounty hunter's identity problem.

He felt that Kang Jae should have a way to help him solve this problem immediately.

As for the relationship between Kangzai and Miziston, both of them are from the twelve earthly branches...

With Mirston's impartial style, it would be better to solve the problem from the root.

However, the call did not go through.

Moreau fired three times in a row, but all were in vain.

Professional hunters often do not have the conditions to make phone calls, and often cannot be contacted in real time.

In view of this, the Hunter Association has also specially customized a set of software that allows professional hunters to send messages to each other.

But in this situation, leaving a message is obviously meaningless.

Moro dialed Biscuit's number without changing his expression.

Still no go. Oh, right, during this time period...

Given Biscuit's emphasis on "beauty sleep", he must have set his phone to do not disturb mode.

He thought Kang Jae and Biscuit, who had the best way to solve the problem, did not answer the call, so he could only put down the phone helplessly.

For a moment, he even thought of the one-star bounty hunter Juezjuela.

Forget it.

Moro put away his phone and turned his gaze to Mirston, ready to simply admit that he did not have the so-called bounty hunter identity and then see how Mirston would react.

Mirston glanced at Morrow putting his phone into his pocket. Although he didn't know Morrow's intention of making the call, it didn't matter anymore.

Just as he was about to speak in a businesslike manner -

More than a dozen black cars drove over.

Accompanied by the screeching sound of brakes, a group of men in black armed with guns got out of the car.

This group of men in black were the subordinates of the bald middle-aged man called over by Basel.

Basel originally wanted to use this group of men to create chaos or to increase the number of puppets.

However, when arranging this matter, Basel probably did not expect that he would die so soon.

The gangsters who arrived at the scene immediately saw the tragic scene in front of the warehouse door, and then turned their eyes to look at Moreau, Kurt, and Mirston.

"Kill them!"

Without any hesitation, the leader gave a ruthless order.

In an instant,
Fierce gunfire rang out in the venue.

There was no need for Moro and Kurt to communicate. They moved sideways to avoid the rain of bullets and moved away from where Mirston was. They walked straight past the corpses on the ground and rushed into the warehouse.

Due to his position, Mijston could only avoid the shooting from another direction.

Inside the warehouse.

Moreau led the way, directly opened a hole in the iron wall, then left the warehouse, left the fierce gunfire behind, and ran out of the port with Kurt.

Not a moment.

The two came to the parking lot.

"Ok?"

Moreau and Kurt stopped at the same time and looked at a tall and slender woman next to the sedan.

The woman was wearing a cool and hot swimsuit-like outfit, with large areas of skin exposed to the air.

She wore a striking feather crown on her head, with an ornament shaped like angel wings hanging behind her, and a pair of knee-high black boots on her feet, which set off her plump and slender legs.

Her blue hair was neatly combed back, revealing a large smooth forehead.

Even so, her beautiful facial features have not diminished in the slightest, but have become even more delicate and charming.

"What's going on? Why did you make me wait here for so long?"

The woman looked at Morrow, her tone full of impatience.

A strange look flashed in Morrow's eyes.

"Are you Rooster Crook?"

"What else? Besides me, who else would come here to look for you in the middle of the night?"

The way Crook speaks seems to be naturally aggressive.

But she has already restrained herself.

If they were familiar with each other, the first word she uttered just now would most likely be "idiot".

As she spoke, she raised her hand and let a pigeon on the roof of the car jump along her arm and onto her smooth and sexy shoulders.

Moro did not speak, but suddenly realized something and raised his hand to point at the moonlit road behind him.

Crook was confused, so he followed Moro's direction and saw Mizston coming with a card in his hand.

Then she suddenly understood the meaning of Moreau's pointing gesture: there really is someone else besides you.

"..."

Crook was silent.

(End of this chapter)