Hunter: I'm really not a mind remover

Chapter 121 What a joke...

Facing this group of angry gang members, Hisoka didn't know why.

He didn't remember that he had provoked the gang forces in Los Santos.

Although he did come here to do something at the black boxing venue...

But hasn't he started yet?

So what's up with these gangsters?

Judging from the other party's words and deeds just now, Hisoka realized that the other party did regard him as a target.

Just don't know what the exact reason is.

Hisoka felt baffled, ignored the dark and cold muzzle, and quickly turned his head to look at Yiermi.

"Ok?"

Yiermi, who was supposed to be standing by, disappeared at this moment.

"..."

Looking at the empty place, Hisoka was silent for a while.

Apparently, a professional killer who only cares about money doesn't want Chi Yu to suffer.

"Bang bang...!!!"

Suddenly, a group of gang members with blue veins on their foreheads pulled the trigger one after another.

Amidst the dense gunshots, bullets spinning at super high speed covered Hisoka one after another.

But before the gunshots sounded, Hisoka had disappeared out of thin air.

No.

To be precise, it suddenly flew into the air.

When the group of gang members showed substantial hostility just now, Hisoka was puzzled, but he made preparations secretly.

He quietly released the stretchable love, sticking to the roof of the building diagonally above.

Then after the group of gangsters shot, let the flexible love shrink at the fastest speed, and the pulling force generated by this pulled him into the air in an instant, avoiding the intertwined barrage.

"Bang bang...!"

"stop!"

Hisoka suddenly disappeared, and the leading gang member was the first to react.

When his face changed suddenly, he stopped loudly.

Hearing the leader's order, other gang members stopped.

"What about people?"

"Suddenly disappeared...!!!"

Many gangsters present looked at a loss, and then looked around, trying to find Hisoka.

On the top of the abandoned buildings on both sides.

Hisoka held a playing card between his fingers, and looked down at the gang members who were looking around.

He has already been "satisfied" with Moyu, but he lacks interest in "killing" at the moment.

At the same time, he felt that the value of these gang members alone was not even qualified to let him do it.

Slowly retracting his gaze, Hisoka looked up at the figure on the top of the abandoned building opposite.

That's an IL fan.

If Hisoka made secret preparations when the gang members showed hostility, then Ilmi did not hesitate to stay away from Hisoka after the leader said "it's him, that's him".

The other party obviously came for Hisoka, so this matter has nothing to do with him.

Seeing Hisoka looking over at this moment, Yi Ermi waved his hand at Hisoka as if nothing had happened, and greeted Hisoka in a casual way.

Immediately, Yilmi stopped waving, stretched out his index finger instead, and silently pointed towards Hisoka's left side.

There was no need for Yiermi to remind him, Hisoka was already looking to the left.

On the roof of another abandoned building with a distance of four or five meters, a man in his early 50s was standing in a black suit with white hair on his temples.

This person was Neil who had asked Koko, the eldest lady of the Hex gangster family, if he wanted to kill "Sisso Benso" in the venue.

Because of the sudden accident in the venue...

Miss Koko was "offended", so Neil came after him in the dark while ensuring that the on-site defense was sufficient.

He wants to take Hisoka's head back to make up for the failure of the guard.

"I prefer knives to guns."

Neil looked at Hisoka as if he were looking at a dead man.

He held the black sheathed long knife he carried with him flat in front of his eyes, and then slowly drew the knife out of its sheath.

"So, you don't have to run away."

During the process of drawing the knife, Neil paused word by word.

The meaning of this sentence seems to be mocking Hisoka when facing the gunfire and can only deal with it by "fleeing".

In fact, Neil does have confidence in this regard.

As one of the "four corners" of the Hex family, if he were to face the firepower intertwined by the hundreds of gangsters below.

With his strength, he will use the famous knife in his hand to cut off all the bullets that are close to him, and then rush forward, killing all the enemies as if entering the land of no one.

Instead of being like the damn bastard in front of me, he just runs away...!
Hearing Neil's words, Hisoka grinned slowly, and took a little look at Neil's anger.

Stable and solid.

It flows smoothly.

Well, I passed.

Hisoka gave an evaluation in his heart, and finally had the desire to make a move.

But before that—

"Old man, can I ask you a question?"

Hisoka looked straight into Neil's eyes, with the back of his right hand resting on his waist, and half of the playing cards between his fingers were hidden behind him.

Until now,

Hisoka still didn't understand where the opponent's "hostility" came from.

"..."

Neil's eyes were cold, and he didn't hide his killing intent at all.

"I don't have to know a dead man's question."

Before the words fell, Neil stepped forward, slashing towards Hisoka like a sharp blade.

3 minute later.

A headless corpse lay on the roof of an abandoned building.

Next to the corpse, lay a long knife that had been knocked out quietly.

Elmi came to the corpse.

He first glanced at the headless corpse, and then at the head of Nier in Hisoka's hand.

There was an unbelievable expression on that person's head and face, as if he was saying...

Are you kidding me?
How can this be?

now.

Hisoka glued Neil's head with stretchable love, and then used the head as a basketball, playing a rhythmic game of toss and catch.

Yi Ermi looked at Hisoka and asked, "Don't you want to know the reason?"

"Yes I do."

Hisoka casually threw Neil's head three or four meters high, and said, "But this old man doesn't like chatting."

"..."

Yi Ermi shook her head slightly, knelt down and took out a mobile phone that was vibrating because of an incoming call from the corpse pocket.

Randomly glanced at the "Miss" call reminder displayed on the screen, Yi Ermi turned off the phone expressionlessly, and then threw it at Hisoka.

Waiting for Hisoka to pick up the phone, Yi Ermi urged: "Check out."

"Very happy."

Hisoka casually threw Nier's head into the distant night sky.

Yi Ermi's aggressive eye contact also annoyed him a bit.

On the avenue beyond the Roland block, five black cars were parked by the side of the road.

In the back seat of one of the black cars, Kou Kou frowned tightly as she heard the prompt voice from the mobile phone that "the other party has turned off the phone".

This eldest lady, who was born in a well-known gangster family, had a first-class appearance and an amazing aura, but at this moment there was a high and swollen red handprint on her right cheek.

The person who slapped her was none other than Hiso Benso.

More precisely, Moyo.

"What are you kidding..."

Kou Kou dropped the phone and bit her thumb.

The figure that stood firm in the blast wave flashed across her mind.

The night grew darker.

On top of an unfinished building.

Moyo lay on his back on the gravel-covered ground, staring at the starless night sky.

"It turns out that it feels like being hit by a rocket launcher. Let's try again next time we have a chance."

There was a lot of trouble at the venue before, so it was naturally under siege.

Guns, grenades, and even rocket launchers.

All kinds of modern weapons greeted the shadow clone body in one go.

It can be said that Moyou "enjoyed" a lot of painful baptism, but most importantly, he absorbed all the shadow replicas of the swamp people on the scene...

Going a step further in strength.

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