Hunter x Hunter Rise Meteor Street

Hearing such a name, Hisoka's heart seemed to be shocked by an electric shock and trembled.

I, am your child! ?

Hisoka lowered his head and pondered in a daze. He had never thought that his father was like this. How could there be no shock of memory at all?

He was lying, this was Hisoka's first reaction after pondering.

"Wait for me here."

After the magician Sharte said the second sentence, he blinked his right eye at Hisoka.

He continued to walk towards the audience who were going to circle the field. After walking a circle, he raised the long sword in his hand, stood on the ground, and let go.

The tip of the long sword touched the ground, and the sword body was motionless in the air.

"Everyone, does anyone want to try? Those who can pull it out, here are 100,000 rings waiting for you, 1,000 rings per chance. One for a hundred, don't miss it."

"Let me try."

A tall guy came up and paid the money, came up and held the hilt with both hands, and pulled it hard, but the sword body did not move at all.

But he refused to give up easily, until his legs were shaking and big beads of sweat kept rolling down, but he still couldn't pull it out.

Another fat vendor came over, paid the money, and started to pull out the sword with his hands and kick the sword with his feet.

The sword was kicked and made a clanging sound, but it was still not pulled out, and it didn't move at all.

Five or six men kept pulling out the hilt, each taller and stronger than the other, and the sword was shaking more and more.

Charles was busy collecting money and said:

"It seems that my mechanism will be dismantled soon. Where is the masked strongman who can get 100,000 rings? Come up and pull it out quickly."

"This guy must have buried a huge magnet in the ground."

"I think so too. As long as you have enough strength, you can still get the money."

Some people in the audience were already speculating and instigating.

Charles looked at the atmosphere on the scene with satisfaction, but he found that the child who was waiting for him was gone.

He tried hard to find it in the crowd, but he still couldn't find it. Finally, he continued to devote himself to his performance.

"Now we can allow more than one person to draw the sword together after paying the money. Those who have been wanting to draw the sword and share 100,000 Jinnis should find someone to cooperate with."

Chart carried out his next performance. Multiple people drew the sword at the same time, and he collected more money at a time.

Gradually, two big men came together to draw the sword, and then it evolved into 10 big men pulling together but still couldn't pull it out.

Two hours later, Shart collected more than 300,000 Jinnis. Finally, when 50 big men drew the sword together, the tip of the sword finally left the ground, and they succeeded.

The crowd of onlookers began to cheer, and the big men who participated in the sword drawing raised their hands proudly, and each of them received 2,000 Jinnis.

At this moment, for the proof of the strength of the big men, this sense of honor can satisfy the participants more than money.

Shart watched the happy crowd disperse, and he slowly packed up his things and returned to his hotel room.

For so many years, he has been living a free and unrestrained life with such a mind ability. Since the death of his partner Keen, he has not killed people happily for a long time.

It seems that the heart disease that he has been unable to get rid of has been cured. He was originally obsessed with the goal of killing 1,000 people in 1,000 ways.

It has become less intense, and now the appearance of Hisoka has given him something more exciting.

As an exiled and declining noble, he has been wandering for more than 300 years, following some of his crazy friends to every corner of the world.

He has gained some things and lost some things, but he does not regret it.

Eleven years ago, in his hometown, the Mebis Empire, he suddenly had the idea of ​​leaving descendants in his consciousness.

It just so happened that Emma's appearance fulfilled him. He has been repeating a dream for so many years. In the dream, darkness descended on the earth, and everything turned to scorched earth in the raging fire.

All the evil broke free from their shackles and gathered together, shouting and shouting, celebrating the germination of a bloody seed in the human body.

A burst of laughter drowned out all the sounds, the whole world trembled, and the world lost all control.

Chart woke up again and again from such a dream. He was sweating and longed to be freed from this bad omen as soon as possible.

Before that, he knew that sooner or later he would meet his child, and he would never miss him again. He remembered the performance clothes and the eyes.

In the hotel, Charles ordered a glass of iced wine with garlic oysters for lunch, and ate while looking at the street outside the window.

People came and went, countless faces passed by, and Charles was thinking, what has this child experienced?

After lunch, he returned to the room and turned on the radio, listening to soothing and melodious classical music, rubbing a deck of cards in his hands repeatedly, and slowly building a pyramid on the table.

As a man, his hands were too smooth and delicate. It is said that time is unforgiving, but he escaped.

The clock ticked quietly, and it was still early for the night to come, but Charles had already begun to look forward to it.

"Why are you so slow this time? I thought you weren't coming back."

In the circus, the head of the circus was getting impatient.

"How could that be? I ran into a mad dog this time, head of the circus."

Hiso made an excuse for himself, thinking to himself, if I'm leaving, I can't just take a can of gum. I'll make you lose all your money, you miser!

When the other people in the circus saw Hisoka coming back, they did their own things without even looking at him.

Several clowns who were responsible for warming up the stage were playing cards, the animal trainer was calming an angry elephant, the acrobats were resting with their eyes closed,

the band members were wiping and checking their instruments, and the band leader was chewing gum while reading a magazine.

Hisoka slowly passed by them and walked into the prop room. He opened the door and looked at the full costumes, long swords, unicycles, iron rings, catching balls, ropes, etc.

Hisoka took the long sword, opened his mouth, and inserted the sword until the tip of the sword was completely retracted into the hilt.

He pedaled the unicycle twice more. Although it was still a little shaky, in just two days, he had mastered the trick of not falling down.

After getting tired of pedaling the unicycle, Hisoka picked up four catching balls with both hands and threw them into the sky one by one. The four balls were thrown and caught in the air according to the elliptical trajectory.

These are meaningless, they can be done with a little practice. The magician's tricks are really amazing, they look simple, but you just can't figure out why they are like this.

As Hisoka was playing, he remembered the magician's performance and the words he said.

Suddenly he turned around and put his hands together, and all four balls fell to the ground. With a snap, the door of the prop room closed.

After a while, dinner time came again. This time everyone ate in a hurry. Hisoka also ate a few bites of bread and followed to the dressing room.

Everyone started to put on makeup. The more famous the actors were, the more priority they had. As for makeup, Hisoka refused at first because no one would put it on for him and he himself couldn't do it.

But after being locked up for a day, he chose the simplest makeup that could be completed in the shortest time.

Slowly, everyone walked out of the dressing room, and Hisoka sat alone in front of the dressing table in a clown costume.

The makeup mirror surrounded by a circle of small light bulbs became very bright. Hisoka looked at himself in the mirror and wondered what I was like before.

Because of the head injury, under the messy red long hair, there was a large scar on the white face.

The joyful music outside sounded, and colorful flashing lights lit up on the circus's performance tent.

The clowns handed out colorful balloons around the entrance to attract people with children passing by.

"Welcome to Paul's Circus. The performance tonight is about to begin. Please find a good seat and sit down first."

The head of the circus greeted his audience, his bread and butter, warmly in the center of the stage.

Xi Suo leaned forward in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, and quietly began to pick up the paintbrush, first quickly whitening the whole face, then drawing eyebrows and eyeliner.

Finally, under the eyes, a tear was drawn on the left and a star on the right.

From the first time he finished, he told himself in his heart:

The tear is his past, symbolizing that he will never cry for anyone or anyone again, even if he loses everything.

The star is his present, representing that he wants every moment to be dazzling, even the moment before death.

As for the future, love will come as it pleases.

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