Full-time hunter red sand scorpion

I need a new collection for myself.

Scorpion knew this clearly, so, in this unknown field, he had to figure out the power and rules of this world first.

After making up his mind, Scorpion seemed to be running towards the source of the explosion. The closer he got, the more Scorpion felt that there were at least two people in front of him who could be called masters fighting.

Weighing his current strength, even if he can't beat him, running away is still enough.

Xie is an arrogant person, maybe a thoughtful person. After all, in a place like the Xiao Organization where the average IQ is not high, it is right for Xie to raise the IQ level of the Qingyu Group.

In the distance, Xie saw two figures fighting in a flash of red light.

A muscular middle-aged man with silver-white wavy hair and a young man with short blue hair and black windbreaker, and the young man is now being forced by the silver-haired man, and it seems that whoever wins will soon be separated.

They are all strong, but that white uncle really doesn't look artistic at all——by some false wife who forgot that she is also an uncle.

It was only when I got closer that I was really sure that the power here was really not chakra, but something very similar. If it was really similar, maybe I could practice it myself.

"Who are you?" A cold voice came, and a black figure appeared in front of Xie not far away at some point, blocking Xie's approach.

Xie stared intently at the young man in front of him, his reddish-brown eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

The young man also looked at Scorpion, his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, he couldn't read any emotion, his face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, had no expression, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, feeling Scorpion's killing intent, The boy also became murderous.

Under the pressure of the ultra-low pressure of the two, the already cold corner of Meteor Street became even colder.

After half a minute, the boy continued to speak: "Are you from the Phantom Troupe? Are you here to save your companion?"

Another Phantom Troupe.

This is the second time Scorpio has heard the name in just 10 minutes.So, is that suppressed youth a member of the Phantom Brigade?That being said, those people must not be bad in strength.

A certain spider leader still doesn't know that a member of his team who is about to make a lunch will attract himself a favorite collectible who wants to treat his spiders as a collectible in the near future.After all, both of them have a hobby of collecting.

"I don't know any Phantom Troupe." Xie replied indifferently, and at the same time was wary of the boy's movements, "What's your name?" Yes, not in a questioning tone.

The black-haired boy tilted his head, and a bunch of stupid hair on his head tilted cutely, before he opened his lips and said, "Aren't you from Meteor Street?"

Xie raised his chin: "Oh?"

"People on Meteor Street have a dark and disgusting aura. They only believe in themselves and hate betrayal, so they only exchange names with trusted companions. You don't look like people on Meteor Street."

The appearance of the boy and the facial paralysis seem to be different, and there are many unexpected words.

"Your name." Scorpion asked again.

The young man's index finger touched his lower lip, as if he was thinking about something, he raised his head, then stretched out his right hand to Xie, and said without a trace of emotion: "Please pay [-] ring nuns for the information fee."

How lucky Scorpion is now that he won't burst out with blue veins.

"..." Seeing that Xie didn't respond, the boy withdrew his hand regretfully.

Sigh~ I can't make extra money, I didn't like to come to Meteor Street to do tasks, and now I can't even save my own money.

The youth's godless eyes suddenly lit up: "My name is Yiermi. Yiermi beat the enemy."

Those who can survive on Meteor Street are potential big customers.Il fans summed up their own experience and came to a conclusion.

Scorpio's heart is black at this time.Don't you have to pay a nun?That should be the coin here.

...Ill fans never feel that this kind of silence is embarrassing. He began to think about what he did wrong. Why did the other party not react at all when he heard that he was the one who beat the enemy Hakka?Don't believe in yourself?Still haven't heard of the aborigines who beat the enemy's family?

Thinking about this, Yi Erfan decided to put out the family's signboard again, took out a card from his coat pocket under Scorpion's vigilant gaze, and shot at Scorpion.

Xie's eyes turned cold, he jumped up, pinched the card between his fingers, and looked down.

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... killer?Xie squinted his eyes at the harmless young man in front of him.

"Then..." Scorpion took two steps closer, "I am Scorpion, the Scorpion of Red Sand."

Yi Ermi blinked, his face paralyzed, indicating that he is in a good mood now, and it seems that his self-promotion has succeeded.

"Actually, Mr. Yiermi, I'm here to find the body of that member of the Phantom Troupe."

Yi Ermi tilted his head, with doubts in his big black cat eyes, and faintly uttered three words: "Necrophilia?"

Scorpion began to reflect on why he ran back.

"Il fans, the task is completed, it's time to go."

There was a stark contrast between a rough voice and Yiermi's clear voice. A white figure appeared behind Yiermi. It was the unartistic uncle just now. Looking at the young man's body.

"Ah, Dad." Yi Ermi called out respectfully.

The man nodded and looked at Xie: "This is?"

Before Xie could speak, Yiermi answered, "Father, he is the Scorpion of Red Sand, and he is my new client."

... How did I become your new client?Although there is such an intention.

"I'm Shiba Dadike, what order do you want to place?" Shiba's tone softened.

"Dad, he wants to buy the body of Spider Eight."

The tone is very firm, the eyes are very serious... But when did I say that? !

This Il fan is a natural idiot, right?It must be!

Slowing down the messy thoughts disturbed by Yiermi, Xie opened his mouth and said to Shiba: "Hello, Mr. Shiba. I really want to negotiate a deal with you."

Shiba raised his eyes, motioning for Xie to continue.

"You provide me with a place to stay, and I'll help you take up the mission for free, how about it?" Even in different worlds, the red sand scorpion is still the red sand scorpion, with the same confidence.

Shiba lowered his eyes: "Should I confirm your strength first?" There was an irresistible majesty in his tone.Unfortunately, it's useless against scorpions.

"As long as I promise, I, the Red Sand Scorpion, have the ability to do it. You have such a big family of killers, it's okay to have one more person. But let's say it first, I'm not a subordinate." Scorpion's tone was also dangerous.

"...you, who are you?" It was not a question.

"Me?" The corner of Xie's mouth curled up, and he said mysteriously: "I am an artist, and I am also a puppeteer."

Yes, I am a puppeteer, a puppet master who pursues eternal art.

I am the Red Sand Scorpion.

The author has something to say: Chinese name:.Yilmi·Beating Dike

Nationality: Republic of Batorchia

Birthplace: Kukulu Mountain, Republic of Batocia

Height: 185cm

Weight: 68kg

Date of Birth: 1975, exact unknown

Blood type: A

Hitman

Weapon: Nail

Psychic system: Control system

Family members: great-grandfather, grandfather, father, mother, four younger brothers

Good at plastic surgery with mind power, if fixed with nails, it can last longer.Can control others by firing nails.

His expression rarely changed, and it was hard to figure out what he was thinking.He is a very good professional killer, and he is very principled in his work.Loves money very much, is a money fan, and adheres to the principle of not killing people without money.Has friendship with Brigade and Hisoka.

One of the three beauties of hunters, the smile of Il fans.