[Hunter] Private Meteor Street High School

The old man Nitro reacted extremely quickly, twisted his body and slid out of Yiermi's hand like a loach, and ran towards the side of the road with all his hands and feet.

"Krollo!"

Not to be outdone, Yier fans easily threw the bearded uncle into the circle of Harleys by the back of his neck. With a low shout, he signaled his little boyfriend to keep an eye on him.

In an instant, the two had dismantled dozens of tricks.Yiermi was merciless, and his strikes were extremely fierce, aiming at the eyes, throat, lower body, and other vital points, with an attitude of immortality; old man Nitero didn't dare to let go of his hands to deal with it as if he was worried about something. Simply parrying and resisting, a pair of thieves' eyes whirled around looking for a chance to escape.

The onlookers on the side of the road were already dumbfounded, dazzled and exclaiming continuously.Before they could react, they took out their mobile phones to take pictures as souvenirs, and the battle was decided.

The old man Nitro was dejected, and was overwhelmed by Yi Ermi.The accomplice's bearded uncle Ben was still struggling, and when he saw 'father' he fell to death and made no sound.

Wojin and Nobunaga fiercely drove the crowd of spectators, and after clearing the scene, hung on the bus behind the rest of the Harley crowd.

Harry took the wet towel from the knight and wiped away the nosebleeds on his face, then casually tore a piece of toilet paper and stuffed it into his nostrils, and sat on the front seat carelessly with his legs crossed.

Behind him stood the knight-errant Lien, the second door god, lying on his feet was the puppy Laifu who had grown in size since he left Meteor Street, and the left hand was sitting in front of Yi Ermi (Kurolo was pinching his shoulders), and the rest of them put on cold poses The pose surrounded Nitro and Uncle Beard.

Pengci's father and son huddled together, resigned to their fate and waiting to be punished.

Harry sneered twice: "Name."

Nitro took a quick glance at Yiermi, who looked at him blankly, and the old man had no choice but to tell the truth: "Isaac Nitro."

The bearded uncle no longer had the arrogance of extortion just now, and the mosquito hummed out his name: "Jin Fulishi."

"age."

Netero cried: "I have lived for too long, I forgot."

Ilmi nodded slightly to indicate that he wasn't lying, Harry was noncommittal, and then raised his eyebrows at the muddy Kim Freesh.

Jin: "Seventeen."

Harry: "..." Tricking a dog! ! !

Finks laughed, and pushed Maggie with his shoulder with a playful smile: "Hey, I think he's about seventy."

Jin looked aggrieved: "I'm really seventeen! It's not my fault that I grow old."

Yi Ermi waved Kuroro to stop, got up and found a red card in Jin's lapel.

He flipped through it briefly, and the Harleys stretched their necks to look at him: What is it?

"Kim Fulishi," Illian repeated Jin's name expressionlessly, then held the card between two fingers and handed it to Harry, "he is indeed 17 years old."

Kim nodded desperately.

"Hunter...license?" Harry played with the red license card in his hand. It was the first time he had heard of it. "Hunter? The kind that shoots birds with a gun?"

Ermi's slender fingers swept across Nitro's chest like magic, and with a flip of his wrist, there was a license card very similar to Jin's in his palm.He tossed the card up lightly, then firmly caught it with one finger, and deftly rotated it on his fingertips against the corner of the license, and glanced at Harry:

"Don't underestimate this thing, such a piece is worth [-] million ring nuns."

The two looked at each other, and stuffed their license cards into their pockets in a tacit understanding.

"Mental damage fee."

"Interest."

Kim let out a groan of despair.

Nitro drooped his head like a wimpy quail, like a mourning concubine.

Yiermi took off the signature pen pinned to the jacket pocket, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on the clothes, turned around and sat back down.Kuroro moved from Shanruliu to the easel in the corner, and Ilmi quickly drafted an IOU, tore it off and let Kuroro put it in front of the old Nitero who was pretending to be dead, and said calmly:

"I signed it. I will pay off the total debt of 9800000000.000 within half a year from now on. If you break the contract again this time, it will not be as simple as doubling. I assume that you don't want Aunt Sylvia to know that you are subsidizing the restoration of the historic site This bottomless pit borrows usury from Grandpa Jie Nuo in the name of a private person, and brazenly blackmails others, right?"

Elmi paused, and looked at Jin who was trying to shrink himself:

"This rookie of the Hunter Association, the promising Mr. Jin Fulishi, probably doesn't want to be the president of the Hunter Association... an illegitimate child, nepotism and other scandals?"

Kim Fulishi obviously hasn't practiced well yet, and he collapsed immediately after being provoked by such a provocateur!

"I'm not his son!" The stubble-faced boy glared at Nitero, "I've had enough of you. My target was clearly a bounty hunter, but you tricked me into visiting some ancient world. For the relics, it’s fine to invest in it with all your wealth, and you still drag me to suffer with you! Also, let me partner with you to blackmail, if I knew that hunters are such virtues, I might as well listen to my mother and start doing business!"

Nitro knew that he was wrong, he kept silent, and squatted on the ground with his hands in his hands, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Raising his hand to signal Jin to shut up, the Il fan brought the topic back on track:

"Uncle Nitro, do you want to sign this IOU?"

The old man Nitro poked his head back and said, "Little bastard, do you think I'm stupid? Don't sign! How can I get money in half a year? If I want money, I'll die! Your grandpa never talked to the old man like that. It's really not as good as it is in a generation." One generation! It's the other way around!"

"Hehe." Yi Ermi tilted her head, took out her mobile phone to dial, and turned on the loudspeaker.

"Hello, this is the Sanatorium Affiliated to the Hunter Association. Our service slogan is... Hello, this is the Sanatorium Affiliated to the Hunter Association. I am customer service number 0. What business do you need to handle?"

"I'm Ilmi Beat the Enemy. Please pass it on to Dean Sylvia Nitro." Yilmi glanced at Nitro, whose face changed drastically.

"Okay, wait a minute."

"I'll sign! Can't I sign?" Old man Nitero gritted his teeth and waved his hands again and again, "Nephew, don't tell your aunt about this. If she knows, she must peel off my old man's skin!"

Yi Ermi held the mobile phone in one hand and pointed to the IOU on the ground with the other. Nitro reluctantly rubbed over to pick up the pen.Yi Ermi stared at him closely, did not hang up the phone, and stood ready.

A few seconds later, the call was connected: "Hello, is this Yilu? What can I do for you?"

Seeing that he couldn't delay any longer, Nitro signed his name with a bitter face.

"Well, it's me." Il fan put away the IOU and replied to Mrs. Nitro on the other end of the phone, "Grandpa Jeno's birthday will be in a week, grandpa asked me to invite you and Uncle Nitro to beat the enemy Hakka dinner."

"There is no problem with my words, it is the old guy Nitro..."

Yi Ermi cruelly ignored President Nitro, who was jumping up and down anxiously, scratching his head and scratching his head: "Uncle Nitro is right next to me."

"He's there?" The female voice on the other end of the phone changed instantly, "Nitero! Answer the phone! I know you can hear me!"

Nitro trembled all over, and reluctantly answered the phone, his whole body fell short in an instant: "My wife..."

Sylvia yelled bloody at her man for more than ten minutes, and finally added:

"Jeno's birthday party, you must go! If I don't see you then, we will divorce!"

Nitero was out of his wits: "Yes! Yes! We must go! How can we not go!"