Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 84 Monster x Face to Face
In a residential area composed of densely packed low-rise buildings.

Kurt and Moreau were in trouble one after another.

It leads directly to one of the alley entrances inside the housing area.

The three people who suddenly appeared blocked most of the light coming into the alley from outside.

These three men, one is short and fat, one is tall and thin like a monkey, and the other is strong as a bear.

They blocked the entrance to the alley and all looked at Kurt in the alley, as if they were looking at a valuable commodity.

"It looks as delicate as a doll. It's a top-quality product. Haha, it will definitely sell for a lot of money."

The short and fat man looked at Kurt with shining eyes. He could determine Kurt's selling value without any further inspection.

The three of them have been involved in many criminal activities, mainly human trafficking.

Prey of Kurt's quality are rare.

The tall and thin man chuckled and said, "Let's catch her first. We can't let her get away."

Chatting and laughing, the three of them walked quickly towards Kurt.

And Kurt just stood there motionless.

The three people saw this reaction and thought that the man was too frightened to walk.

But they were so blinded by the interests that they didn't think about why Kurt, dressed like this, would wander alone in several blocks and even dare to walk into this chaotic and dirty area.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a cold young voice came from the alley.

Upon hearing the sound, the three human traffickers stopped immediately and looked back towards the alley entrance.

A blond boy was seen walking into the alley, holding a long wooden knife in his hand, with a hint of anger in his eyes that the three human traffickers could not understand.

After seeing Kurapika's appearance clearly, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they could see surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

"Another top-notch product."

The strongest man squinted at the equally good-looking blond boy, as if he could already see a large sum of money.

This blond boy was Kurapika, who came specifically for the eyes of his compatriots.

He noticed a trio of human traffickers stalking Curt on the street.

He had no mood to meddle in other people's business, but the kindness in his heart and the memories of his childhood playmates eventually pushed him here.

When he heard the words "high-quality goods" and "selling for money" from the three human traffickers' words, he could no longer bear it. While shouting to stop them, he tightly grasped the wooden double knives and slowly approached the three human traffickers.

"Leave this to me, and go catch the other one."

Seeing Kurapika approaching, the strong man gave instructions to his other two companions.

"no problem."

The fat man and the tall and thin man chuckled and walked straight towards Kurt.

Kurapika became anxious upon seeing this. He held his two swords in front of him and suddenly sped up towards the strong man who was blocking his way.

But before he could make an attacking gesture, the strong man swung his dagger with greater and faster force, knocking his wooden double swords away.

pat.

The wooden double swords flipped in the air and smashed against the wall, making a sound.

The strong man did have some strength. He could tell at a glance that Kurapika had good physical fitness. He immediately reached out and grabbed Kurapika's collar, then turned around and threw Kurapika onto the debris against the wall without any courtesy.

There was a bang.

Kurapika's body crashed into the debris and he was in so much pain that he couldn't get up for a moment.

But he still struggled to straighten his upper body, and with great difficulty turned his head to look at Kurt who was being approached by the fat man and the tall and thin man.

Suddenly, a deep feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart, which then gave rise to feelings of unwillingness and even greater anger.

"You, these beasts in human skins..."

Kurapika's eyes gradually turned red.

At this time, the fat man and the tall and thin man had come in front of Kurt, looking at him greedily, grinning unconsciously, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Faced with the two people's rude behavior, Kurt's expression did not change at all, but he suddenly closed the paper fan in his hand.

pat.

The paper fan made a slight sound when it closed.

The fat man and the tall and thin man were about to speak when suddenly streams of blood burst out from their bodies, splashing sharp streaks of blood on the ground where sewage was flowing.

"Uh?"

Confusion and fear slowly appeared on the faces of the two men, and then they fell to the ground and died.

The sudden change made the strong man stunned.

The same happened to Kurapika, whose body was embedded in the pile of debris. He slowly opened his eyes, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Strange, monster..."

Then, the strong man finally came to his senses, and driven by a strong sense of crisis, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Kurt looked at the strong man's back with indifference.

Under the guidance of his eyes, a group of white paper pieces flew around, slashing through the strong man's body like a sharp blade. In just a moment, the strong man's body, which was running forward, was silently torn into countless pieces, and then scattered forward in the alley like flowers scattered by a fairy.

A lot of blood was splashed on Kurapika's face. He was startled and looked at the pieces of flesh on the ground in shock.

what happens?

I clearly didn't see any attack, but the strong man suddenly turned into pieces.

The only thing that is certain is that the girl was the one who created this inexplicable scene before our eyes.

Kurapika turned his neck stiffly and looked at Kurt, who had remained silent from beginning to end.

At this moment, Kurt also looked at Kurapika.

When seeing Kurapika's fiery red eyes, there was no fluctuation in Kurt's eyes. He just turned calmly and walked deeper into the alley.

Behind him was Kurapika, who was in extreme shock and had a dazed look on his face.
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A crossroads in the alley of the residential area.

The thin and tall man looked at Morrow fiercely and said coldly: "You have made a lot of money these days."

In response to him, it was still Moreau's silent and calm attitude.

"If there is an afterlife, open your eyes first!"

The thin man saw that Moro was too lazy to say more, so after saying the last harsh words, he immediately mobilized all his energy and attacked Moro fiercely.

Moro glanced expressionlessly at the flow of the thin man's mental energy and noticed that the amount of mental energy on the thin man's left hand was increasing dramatically, basically confirming his previous speculation that the other party was a materialization type.

"Flying Star of Fraud"

Standing still, Moro raised his hand and shot a fist-sized flying star at the thin man.

The thin man reacted in time and narrowly avoided the flying star. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and the thoughts gathered on it gradually turned into a claw knife.

The blade of the claw knife was covered with green stripes like meridians, which seemed to contain some kind of function.

Seeing the tall and thin man approaching, Moro still did not move, and shot another flying star at the tall and thin man.

As the distance was getting closer, when the thin man reacted, he could only use the claw knife in his hand to block the flying star.

There was a soft snap.

The flying stars burst like bubbles and scattered into countless points of light.

"That's it?!"

The pitiful power of the flying star surprised the slender man.

But the next moment,
The first flying star turned back and hit the thin man on the back.

Accompanied by a loud explosion, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the thin man's back.

The resulting impact caused his body to fall in front of Moreau like a rag bag, and his consciousness instantly sank into darkness.

The green claw knife in his hand also disintegrated into mental energy.

"Poison Blade?"

Morrow shook his head slightly and then glanced at the back of his hand.

The level did not change, and the amount of energy manifested on the body only increased slightly.

Level 18...

Judging from the judged level value, the opponent's level of manifestation of aura can be considered qualified, and he must have been a Nen user for a long time.

But perhaps due to lack of practice, or because of not delving deeply into combat requirements, the actual combat capability is far from matching the hardware level of Lv.18.

Simply put, there are only numbers, no technology.

If the opponent's level is above 30, and he doesn't have the high-level Nen skills or combat experience to match it...

So in Moro's eyes, there is no difference in difficulty between Lv.18 and Lv.30, and both can be killed in seconds.

It’s just that Lv.30 can provide more upgrade experience, which will give him a sense of relief as if he has snatched a head directly from someone else.

But on the other hand, if the opponent you encounter is of a lower level but has strong actual combat ability, it is like a hard nut to crack with low benefits.

It’s quite interesting to think about.

The experience gained from upgrading depends on the level of manifested energy of the prey, and the growth of manifested energy requires long-term practice by the Nen user.

It's like—

Upgrading is actually depriving others of the fruits of their time.

“The experience gain is too poor.”

Thinking that his move must not be in vain, Moro squatted down to search the body.

Not long after finding the wallet, Moro suddenly stopped, slowly stood up, and abundant mental energy re-emerged from his body, while he looked towards the alley ahead.

As if because of Moreau's reaction, the alley suddenly rang with the sound of wooden clogs stepping on sewage.

Then, Kurt, wearing a dark purple kimono, walked out from the shadows.

Moro looked at Kurt, his eyes lingering on the kimono and paper fan, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The one who beat the enemy...

Curt?

(End of this chapter)