[Hunter] Which is the best dead house technology

When bandaging the wound, it was so painful that even the facial paralysis twisted unsustainably.A hole was pierced in the palm of his hand, and a deep and long incision was made on his shoulder. The medicinal powder was directly sprinkled on the opened flesh.Mi Ji leaned on the back of the sofa, turned his head to look at the thick clouds floating under his feet under the blue sky outside the airship window.His face was pale, and the leather seat under his body was slightly deformed with his intact hands.With these large and small scars, he continued to travel around with Grandpa Zeno. For a long time, Mi Ji watched the same sunrise and sunset from different continents and different regions, and his mind was blank.

It's not all bad.After omitting the insignificant thoughts, he could more and more clearly see how the enemy beater handles different tasks; there were even a few times when he even saw Zeno's movements clearly when killing people.His grandfather is very strong, no matter whether the target can read, whether it is a hunter, or whether it is a high-ranking person with a high IQ and protected by layers of mind-capable people, this old man with a peaceful breath and blending into ordinary people, once he makes a move It is a killer move that will surely take people's lives.

Many times, the moment of the deceased's death has not been understood by those around him.

"Beating the enemy rarely conflicts with the strong." Jie Nuo held the tea in both hands, and the dense tea mist blurred his weather-carved face. Avoid the edge. For killers, protecting their own lives and interests is the highest priority."

"However," the old man Yiyi's pupils had a sly light, "There are very few people who are stronger than the old people who are still alive. But you juniors, you still can't stick to the rules, you can only break through yourself constantly." Really get stronger."

Zeno didn't make any unnecessary moves when killing people.Once he walked past the target, from Mi Ji's point of view, he didn't even touch the target, but when he returned to Mi Ji's side, that person fell to the ground.

When a job is perfect to the extreme, it seems that even the killing and bloodshed have an amazing beauty.

Mi Ji shook his head, trying his best to get rid of the strange thoughts.

The ability given by the Hakka gene of beating the enemy-the innate ability to alienate human hands into devil's claws is still not fully grasped.He tried several times, but the hand still wasn't completely alienated like Ilmi or Qiya, the nails weren't sharp, it felt blunt no matter what, and the bones weren't strengthened to the extent they should be.Zeno looked at it and told him that this was the gap that he couldn't make up for himself.

It's like being out of breath even after running 800 meters, and sweating profusely from doing push-ups. No matter how his physical fitness is strengthened, he always stops at a certain level, just like a water glass that is not deep in the first place, no matter how much water it holds, it will be too much. It's overflowed, it's only one cup, it can't hold more.

After traveling around the world for a month and a half, Zeno put a world map on the table in front of Mi Ji.

"Draw the place you have been to, write the name of that place, climate, residents' customs, local habits and customs, and legends. In short, the more detailed the better.

"

They have been to too many places.In most cases, the airship lands, does the work, walks, and boards the airship; if there is an area where the airship is not allowed to land, then they have to trek there themselves.A month and a half is short and long, and the places I have reached are as long as sleepless days.

Mi Ji picked up the pen.His other injured hand still had a slight healing itch and pain. He marked the cities and regions he had visited on the map with a red marker and wrote the names of the places on the side. There are red dots all over the place, not densely but all over the continents.Then he picked up a black water-based pen and started writing on the other side of the mark.Jie Nuo looked at the buried head of the second child of the youngest generation in the family, took a sip from his teacup, his expression was obscured by the mist, so he couldn't see clearly.

After a long time, Mi Ji handed the map covered in dense black letters to Zeno.

The kid remembered it in detail, and Geno thought he understood more deeply what he hadn't written down.These are all bloody characteristics, and even include the distribution of local forces that cannot be found on the Internet, the government's control and the estimation of the military and police.Even in some places where the most things happened, such as the country on the edge of the western continent, Mi Ji also marked the current political situation there after leaving, and made his own speculation-in a country that is getting stronger but In the absence of sufficient support, the peace conference will probably be held in three to six months.

Jie Nuo squinted his eyes: "I remember it very firmly, and the information that is not on the surface are all your own analysis?"

"Yes." Miji was a little embarrassed, "For example, the city where you let me rest alone for three days, grandpa, looks very peaceful, but the newspapers repeatedly reported robbery records of criminal gangs, but the killings that would cause social unrest The description is vague, and it is controlled at a very good level... That's why I will say that the security there is strong, public opinion is monitored but not completely controlled, and some other things come from other aspects of residents' dialogues and network information analysis. intelligence……"

"Good job." Jenuo put away the map indifferently, waved his hand and did not let Mi Ji continue, "It is possible to draw useful information from complicated information sources and make accurate inferences and analysis, Mi Ji , you are already a good intelligence collector."

Mi Ji lowered his head and didn't speak.From his chubby face, there is still nothing to be happy about after being praised.

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The private airship landed again on the edge of a tropical rainforest.Even though it is almost November now, the weather here is still hot and humid.They walked towards the dense forest from the scorching sun, and saw Yiermi from a distance.He stood under a big green tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the shade fell straight on him.Mi Ji noticed that Yiermi's hair had grown a little longer, and it had been shredded and short enough to reach her shoulders.He turned around, and the dark eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time bumped into him.

"Yo, Yiermi. I'll leave Miji to you. After completing your task, you can take him home." Jie Nuo said, "I still have to meet some old friends, so it's inconvenient for Miji to continue." Follow me."

Mi Ji watched the old man's back quickly disappear under the broad trees and the dazzling sunlight.He turned his head to look at his eldest brother - obviously 12 years old was the time when he grew up like crazy, but he hadn't seen him for two months, and he was still much shorter than Yi Ermi.Yi Ermi glanced at him expressionlessly, and made a simple swipe with his gestures.

"You've grown taller, Miji."

Mi Chi turned his head a little depressed.

Yi Ermi pondered for a while: "My work this time is a bit complicated, and it's just a burden to bring you along."

Mi Ji: "...I don't have to follow you."

"That would be great, there will be no conflict between us." Yi Ermi thumped her hands as if relieved, "After all, the family's care tasks must be done properly, and it would be too bad if you interfere with my work Yes. Come with me now."

Mi Ji walked behind Yiermi.The eldest brother easily jumped off the edge of the cliff with a certain height, Mi Ji was slightly stunned, and could only walk down the road with a paralyzed face.When he arrived, Yi Ermi's black hole-like eyes were almost full of condemnation, and Mi Ji lowered his head slightly, but fortunately, Yi Ermi understood the useless nature of his physique, stood up and led him to the direction of the town go.

He followed the back of his elder brother, the sunlight falling from above his head condensed Yiermi's tall figure to only a black puddle under his feet.They passed the overexposed earth-gray buildings and vendors, and finally arrived at the foothold of a storefront.Yi Ermi's footsteps stopped at the doorway with few people.

Mi Ji poked his head out and saw a red-haired man leaning against the wall, with a poker between his fingers pressed against his chin, and when he looked over, the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a flamboyant smile.

"Yo~" the man waved his hands, straightened up and walked in this direction, "so he left suddenly to pick up this little brother—— his eyes were very dim, did something bad happen to him? But it doesn't matter. This is Your younger brother? I am so disappointed."

"It has nothing to do with what you entrusted, Hisoka."

"Ah, yes. For me, it's a mess over there, and it should be a bit of entertainment, but it seems, what a pity, this little brother is not suitable." Hisoka narrowed his eyes lazily Straightening up and leaning closer, he reached out and wiped all the bangs hanging down to his eyes, "For those people, I'm not in the mood to play at all, so I'll fix it soon~"

Yi Erfan didn't have any specific reaction, he threw the key with the door number to Mi Ji expressionlessly: "Before I come to pick you up, it's better to stay obediently and not to wander around, it will become very difficult to get involved. Trouble." Mi Ji nodded, took the key and walked in.There is no wind here, and the silent and stopped air flows slowly. When he went upstairs, he looked back, and there was no one at the entrance of the street with too bright light.

He turned to look at the old man sitting at the counter.The old man lowered his head, showing no signs of responding. He looked at the old newspapers pasted on the wall, and read column after column from the dense gossip. After reading those, he went upstairs. The room was not big. , but fortunately there is a TV.

Mi Ji, who probably already had a brief understanding of this area, turned his head to look at the already dark night.

The lights lit up from the opposite building one by one, like a pair of eyes wide open but ignorant.The complicated fragments in his mind were assembled piece by piece into the final pattern.Occasionally there are breaks, but unfortunately he does not have tools to actively collect intelligence.Mi Ji remembered the information he had consulted in the Sky Arena because of Qi Ya, where he knew a flamboyant fighter, Pudez Anlie, whose arrogant fiery red hair was exactly the same as that man named Hisoka.

He spliced ​​the information in his head and the information he had just acquired passively into an unverifiable but most likely result.

"Flamingo", he thought, maybe the eldest brother's target this time is this drug manufacturing family that occupies an important position even in the world.