Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 62 Crazy
Everything happened too suddenly.

The announcement of victory or defeat coming from the air directly interrupted Hisoka's extremely excited emotions.

"..."

Unexpectedly, Hisoka missed the best reaction time.

He didn't have time to contract the elastic love that was sent to him through the playing cards, because it suddenly broke due to the distance factor.

The flying speed of that bullet was too fast.

Obviously, when the mind bomb was in the reversing state, both its volume and speed increased by at least twice.

Hisoka realized the true nature of Moro's abilities.

From the very beginning, the other party was ready to escape.

But because I couldn't resist the "temptation", I foolishly fell into the other party's trap.

love

It's always so blinding...

But how can I let go of this!

In an instant, Hisoka's aura suddenly exploded, and his originally excited expression disappeared, replaced by a morbid madness.

His desire has expanded to an uncontrollable level and must be released and vented here!

"Stretchable Love"

Hisoka looked at Moro who had already flown far away with a crazy look on his face, and threw the pink sticky line at the green tree beside the road as fast as possible, making it into a large slingshot.

And he, Hisoka, was a bullet, wrapped in pink noetic energy.

Crunchy——

The pink energy with the properties of rubber and chewing gum suddenly contracted and accumulated power.

Boom!
The next moment, Hisoka flew into the air like a cannonball, at such a fast speed that visible air currents were created in front of him.

Above the flying stars.

Moro had already retracted his gaze and squinted his eyes slightly to resist the strong airflow during the flight.

With the previous experience of jumping off the airship, he was not at all panicked no matter where Feixing would take him.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Moro felt a chill on his back and turned around subconsciously, and saw Hisoka's extremely crazy face from afar.

The whole person actually flew straight into the air.

With just one glance, Moro understood what Hisoka had done.

"Is this pervert...crazy?"

Moreau was a little surprised.

At this distance, how could it be possible to catch up with his flying star relying solely on the elasticity of the rubber of love that can stretch and retract.

But that's what Hisoka did.

Soon, Hisoka began to lose strength, his flying speed suddenly slowed down, and he began to fall.

Seeing that Hisoka was already running out of energy and falling, Moro had a slightly complicated expression.

He always felt as if he had made Hisoka experience a stimulation that was too heavy for life to bear.

It made Hisoka so crazy...

In this case, Moro really doesn't know whether Hisoka will abide by the bet in the future...

But now that things have come to this, there is no point in thinking about those things.

Having said this, all Moro could do was wave goodbye to Hisoka.

When Hisoka saw Moro waving his hand, his crazy expression slowly froze.

It was not because he was stimulated by Moreau's waving goodbye, but because he realized that his desire, which was almost about to explode, had nowhere to be released.

"what……"

Hisoka seemed to have lost all his strength, and let his body fall to the ground with no desire to live.

The figure he saw was getting farther and farther away from him...

Crazy and impotent.
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Somewhere in the city.

Shiba shook his slightly swollen wrist and strode towards the darkness where the light could not reach.

"The Phantom Troupe..."

The sound of whispering echoed in the dark alley.

The reward for assassinating that member of the group was very considerable, but Shiba felt that the deal was not worth it.

Not only was he physically exhausted, but he was also chased by the other party in the name of revenge. At first, Silva didn't want to work in vain, so he avoided fighting and focused on escaping.

However, the other party became more and more aggressive.

Although Shiba has excellent professional qualities, he also has a temper.

Faced with the Phantom Troupe's relentless pursuit, he finally developed the urge to kill, and thought of killing one or two more members to serve as a warning to the others.

But when he put his idea into action, he found that it was no longer so easy to pry one person off the other team.

The key reason leading to this result was the young man in the lead and the various abilities in the black and red book.

If it's one-on-one, it's fine...

The problem is that the young man, relying on his outstanding awareness and decision-making execution ability, has united his team into a tough rope and is able to resolve crises at every critical moment.

After many attempts, Shiba realized that in order to break "this hemp rope", he would have to pay a price.

This is obviously even more uneconomical.

In desperation, Shiba decisively chose not to bother with the issue anymore and focused on getting out.

It was not until now that they finally escaped the Phantom Troupe's pursuit.

Walking in the dark alley, Silva silently memorized this team called the Phantom Troupe.

To be more precise, I remembered the young man who was leading the group.

If there are more commissions related to the Phantom Troupe in the future, he will not necessarily refuse, but the price will at least be several times higher...

Didi, woo——

Outside the dark alley, the sound of sirens came from near and far.

The various huge movements that started from the Fountain Square undoubtedly affected the police officers of the entire city.

One police car after another headed towards the center of the riot, and naturally ran into the gun muzzles of the Phantom Troupe.

One member of the group was killed in front of them, and afterward, despite being outnumbered, the enemy managed to escape.

At this moment, the mood of several people in the brigade was extremely bad.

The arrival of many police cars became the direct target of their venting.

Without any effort, more than a dozen police cars that surrounded him were scrapped and burned.

The pungent smell of gasoline filled the air, flames burned fiercely, and thick smoke rose into the air like black dragons.

In the light of the fire, corpses were lying all around.

"I don't know what's going on with the shadow."

The knight put one hand on his waist, controlled his phone with the other hand, and tilted his head to look in one direction.

Chrollo had a blank expression on his face.

Machi, Kubi and Paknoda were paying attention to the situation around them.

I saw figures walking out from the burning police cars one after another, and they were all armed with weapons.

Looking at the group of ill-intentioned people who suddenly appeared, Machi casually drew a line and said lightly: "They are bounty hunters."

"Want to go find the shadow?"

Kubi ignored the group of bounty hunters and asked.

Hearing Kubiki's words, Machi and the others couldn't help but look at Kuroro.

Kuroro also did not take the bounty hunters around him seriously. When he was about to speak, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

A black shadow passed through the thick smoke and fell to the ground like a meteor.

Bang!
The ground suddenly cracked and exploded.

For a moment, all eyes around looked over there.

As the smoke and dust were flying, they had not yet seen the person, but they felt an inexplicable chill.

The person who fell to the ground was none other than Hisoka.

"Disappointment, disappointment...disappointment, disappointment."

Hisoka staggered to his feet, looking like a zombie.

The aura emanating from him was extremely dazzling in the eyes of Kuroro and the others.

Hisoka managed to straighten his body, and suddenly looked straight at the bounty hunters around him.

At this moment——

The bounty hunters seemed to be strangled by the neck and forgot to breathe.

(End of this chapter)