[Hunter] sunny

The first scene was Xiaojie VS Hanzo. I made up my mind to watch this one-sided torture with a blank face.

Xiaojie's obsession is terrifying, and Qiya knows him very well after he has known him for a short time.

For three full hours, this cruel torture finally ended with Hanzo admitting defeat and knocking Xiaojie unconscious.

Then there is Hisoka VS Kurapika. Like the original drama, Hisoka surrendered after saying a word in Kurapika's ear.

The third game is up to me.

Xiaojie was sent to the infirmary. He was probably seriously injured, so I sneered and walked onto the stage.

Hanzo felt cold sweat, this is a girl, she doesn't look very easy to mess with.

I have been thinking since just now, since Xiaojie is not here at this time, I will torture this bald ninja severely.

He must be seriously injured!

A small flame burned in my heart, and I will cure him when he enters the infirmary, otherwise Qi Ya will not be able to pass the test.

"My name is Hanzo," Hanzo said as soon as he came up, "Even if you are a girl, I will not show mercy."

I clenched my fists and made a gada gada sound.

I ignored him at all, and as Mr. Referee started, I punched him first.

The speed is too fast, Hanzo has no backhand strength at all.

The unilateral beating of Xiaojie before is now my unilateral beating of Hanzo.

Quickly punching, punching, kicking, kicking, every movement is full of kindness, but it is very ruthless.

Hanzo was beaten so dizzy, half an hour later, Hanzo was still half awake and half fainted, I grabbed him by the collar: "Admit defeat?"

"No... admit defeat!" Hanzo was unexpectedly firm.

"Really, so what?" I took a pocket knife out of my pocket and placed the blade on his inner thigh.

Hanzo's face was pale, more sweat dripped from his forehead, and the ground was soaked with his sweat.

"Admit defeat?" I took the knife further into his inner thigh.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat!" Hanzo couldn't care so much anymore, he didn't want to cut off his children and grandchildren.

This was the last thought in his mind, and he passed out.

I dropped him by the gate like a bag of trash.

When he returned to the team, Leorio's face was as pale as Hanzo's for some reason, and the faces of the others were also a little ugly.

"Can I really get close to you?" Leorio whispered, looking at me in fear.

"Leorio, do you want to try?" I smiled brightly, which was inversely proportional to his depression.

"No, no, no," Leori shook his head hastily, "Forget it."

"By the way," Qi Ya also came over to talk to me, "You are too ruthless, with this threat, what if he doesn't admit defeat? Are you really going to cut it off?"

I felt baffled, and said logically: "Of course, I have already warned him. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will be ignorant. I will definitely kill him."

"You..." Qi Ya stared at me speechlessly.

The examiner was also whispering.

"Tsk, how cruel, this little girl really doesn't look like such a vicious person."

"That's right, the truth about the most poisonous woman's heart!"

"What did you say?! Do you want to die?"

"Menqi...except you."

……

I looked at the gate, and Hanzo was transported to the infirmary. Anyway, I passed the test, so I went to see Xiaojie.

"I'm going to see Xiaojie." I said to Qi Ya, then turned and left.

I tiptoed into the infirmary, there were several beds inside, Xiaojie was lying outside, and Hanzo should be inside.

Xiaojie's prickly hair didn't hang down on the pillow, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Then I went to the next bed, Hanzo closed his eyes tightly, there were wounds all over his body, probably multiple fractures, and his face was swollen like a pig's head, all because of me beating him.

Look at me again, the clothes are clean, except that the clothes were a little messy from the fight just now, and there are no injuries.

I gently released the Nian with my hand, and attached it to Hanzo's body, Hanzo's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Well, if his face is not treated, let him be a pig's head!

I slapped him on the chest, and Hanzo let out a violent cough from his throat.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Hanzo felt that he was really bad this year. He met a witch, and now this witch appeared in front of him again. He didn't know what bad things he was doing.

"You... what are you doing?" Hanzo's voice was hoarse, like someone who has been walking in the desert for a long time without drinking water.

I looked at him innocently: "Your wound is healed, why don't you go to the exam?"

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