Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 170 "Correcting mistakes is costly" (1)

Nobunaga stepped forward through the dead branches and leaves on the ground and the shallow muddy puddles, his eyes always locked on the figure flying quickly in the train carriage.

"Germain's speed is unbelievable. Wojin and I are "enhancement type", but we can't catch up with him, who is "embodiment type". "

"This guy looks more and more like a monster... Damn it, what kind of guy did Chrollo and Madge recruit in the first place?"

The scene in front of him made Nobunaga even more surprised. It seemed that the traitor who had sneaked into their "Phantom Troupe" was more troublesome than imagined. No wonder he could kill Finks and Feitan one after another.

At least these records won't be false.

Nobunaga reminded himself that he must be alert when dealing with Germain and must not be distracted.

He didn't know that Germain's current "physique" was already at the "master level". His pure physical fitness was astonishing. His speed was already comparable to that of the original Feitan, but his strength was slightly inferior to Wojin.

In a sense, the current Germain is actually an "enhanced type".

Of course, Germain's current "physique" is not as good as President Netero's after thousands of tempers.

Wojin was still striding to catch up on the roof of the train, making a thumping sound every time he landed. He made a few provocative words to Germain in the carriage. When that didn't work, he turned to Nobunaga.

"Nobunaga, you have to find a way to stop him. This pursuit will be endless!"

Nobunaga shouted back.

"Do you think I don't know? If I could, I would really want to hit him in the back or cut off his legs..."

"Wo Jin, stop talking nonsense, keep an eye on him, don't give him any chance to play tricks!"

A large forest appeared in front of Nobunaga's run, with lush branches and leaves. Some of the branches had been pruned, otherwise they might grow onto the train tracks.

With a wave of his long knife, silver light flashed, and the two large trees standing side by side in front of him were cut in half and fell to the other side of the mountain with a click.

Without the cover of dense branches and leaves, Nobunaga also gained a better field of vision, allowing him to see farther and wider.

He noticed that a large number of panicked passengers were pouring out of the following carriages, dragging their families and luggage with them one by one, and uneasily crawled into the bushes next to them.

A sea of ​​people like a stream formed briefly between the track and the dense forest.

"Tsk, there are so many people blocking the way." Nobunaga thought dissatisfied.

The second half of the train stopped on the track. As long as the passengers regained their senses and calmed down, they would know how to escape and avoid being involved in this horrific massacre.

These passengers still don't know what happened on the train and what the gangsters' purpose was, but they still understand that they only need their legs to escape.

However, Nobunaga clearly remembered that Chrollo hired the man named Ganshu and his two companions to sweep the carriages at the rear.

Nobunaga frowned.

Did those three guys fail to control the situation?

It's really useless...

Nobunaga secretly shook his head. He was originally dissatisfied with Chrollo choosing such a good person to join the "Phantom Troupe".

The situation in front of him made him even more certain. Chrollo once again made a wrong judgment, and now it caused a very troublesome "omission".

Why "again"?

It's very simple. He made mistakes in judgment the last three times, namely letting Hisoka join the group, letting Germain join the group, and deciding to meet Hisoka and Germain at Stonehenge.

If even one of Chrollo's three mistakes was correct, he would not be in today's situation.

He was not disappointed with Chrollo or dissatisfied with Chrollo. After all, he deduced the process and reasons from the results. He didn't notice any clues before the betrayal happened.

Nobunaga just felt that Chrollo was a human being after all and could not make the right choice every time. At this time, he needed the help of his companions to correct his mistakes.

However, the price required to "correct mistakes" today is too high - Finks, Kubi, Peellev, Franklin, Feitan...

He and Wo Jin have decided that everything must end here, otherwise Germain and his associates will further gain an advantage, not to mention there is a covetous Hisoka.

I wonder if Chrollo has dealt with Hisoka now?

Nobunaga controlled his thoughts so as not to stretch too far. He needed to focus on the battle situation in front of him.

Since the "Bomb Demon Trio" hired by Chrollo with a high salary cannot control the situation in the rear and may even interfere with my battle with Wojin, they have no choice but to let me wipe their butts.

There is really no way.

At this time, more passengers poured out of the carriage, and many people looked at Nobunaga, who was dressed as a samurai, in confusion.

Nobunaga put the long sword back into the sheath while running, then paused in the Iai Slashing posture, and the blade was unsheathed again, and the silver light flashed like a moon arc.

The next moment, a slashing wave flew out!

The passengers didn't react at all and were hit by the crescent-shaped chop wave!

Chi chi chi chi——

In an instant, the taller people were chopped in half from the shoulders up, the heads of the medium-sized people flew out, and only the short children or dwarfs escaped!

A burst of blood mist suddenly rose in the air, and the sound of corpses falling to the ground was mixed with screams of extreme horror.

It doesn't matter how this samurai did it. The most important thing is that he is the devil who brings death!

The crowd instantly became panicked, like a colony of ants out of order, running in panic in different directions.

Without even looking at it, Nobunaga slashed the blade and cut the throat of the screaming man.

He swung the long sword at a very fast speed, and the wind of the sword spread all the blood away, without any trace of it sticking to his body.

In terms of swordsmanship, Nobunaga's approach can indeed be called "art".

He rushed into the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and faced the second group of passengers.

The second group of passengers had realized at this time that this was another murderer. While they were complaining in their hearts, they rushed into the woods in a hurry.

Only a fool would stay and beg for mercy.

Sure enough, those who begged for mercy were killed by Nobunaga!

Nobunaga kicked the head away and flew past him with an indifferent expression.

"It's incredible. In a place like Meteor Street, more than eight million people are crowded, and the vast majority of them are tough people who are indifferent to life and death."

"Among the billions of people who occupy most of the six continents, this type of surrender faction is the largest. There is no trace of their courage at all."

"Is it because the material conditions are so generous that they are fat and fat, and they don't know how to struggle and resist?"

"Sure enough, this world should not be left to such people, but should be left to the people of Meteor Street to live. They deserve more and a better environment."

The head rolled to the ground. Nobunaga's thoughts only deviated for a moment before he noticed the sound of clanging.

A silver chain swung from the side!