[Hunting] Killer's Blacklist

The muscles in his chest twitched slightly, and the hand on his shoulder was firmly dug into his flesh like an eagle's claw. Gazelle felt some pain but dared not speak out.

Oops.Gazelle felt he had gone a little too far, and now Hisoka seemed to have lost his mind.In the next second, I will be killed! ! !

But Hisoka didn't take the next step.

They maintained this state for a long time... more sunlight from the window swept into the room.

When the hour hand of the clock pointed to the Arabic numeral 1, Hisoka slowly came back to his senses. He slowly retreated from Gazelle and sat on the edge of the bed.

Hisoka said to himself, "It was just so dangerous, it was almost ruined. Recently, my self-control has really become worse and worse... so dangerous," he said with a hint of luck in his tone.

But it sounds so creepy in Gazelle - ruin?mean yourself? !Oh leak!

He flinched and shrank to the corner of the bed, he crawled and climbed out of the bed, he retreated and retreated to the door.

"Gazelle~?" Hisoka stopped him.

"At..." He had just reached the handle of the door.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you for the time being. And I'll let you admit it." Hisoka's mouth raised evilly.

Gazelle ran away without thinking.Because at that moment just now, he thought Hisoka would rush to tear him apart, and the other party's eyes revealed such an intention.

He fled frantically from the apartment and into the street.The urban area at noon was very busy, and the sun was shining brightly. Surrounded by crowds, he felt a little relieved.He turned around and looked around, and he was relieved when he made sure that he didn't see Hisoka.

He couldn't go back to the apartment anyway, and he didn't think Hisoka would hold back the urge to destroy him next time.

Which set of cups did I break... To be haunted by such a person. orz

There was a well-decorated coffee shop next door, and he dove in and took a corner seat.The waiter immediately walked up to him with the menu.

"Hmm..." He mumbled anxiously looking at the beautifully formatted coffee. He just remembered that he doesn't drink coffee or strong tea at all... because these things are not good for the body, especially not good for blood, but Since it's in the coffee shop...

He closed the menu, smiled and said to the waiter, "Can I have a glass of orange juice, please? Of course, blood oranges would be even better."

Under the strange sight of the waiter, he tried his best to keep calm.

"This...please wait a moment..." As he said that, the waiter put away the menu and walked quickly towards the inside.

The soothing music overflowing in the coffee shop gradually relaxed his nervous mood.The shadow left by the clown magician in his mind gradually faded, and the figure of another person gradually became clear—his own target person.

If he hadn't encountered what happened just now, maybe he had already integrated the last piece of information and was on his way to Meteor Street.

But look at yourself now... wearing slippers, no travel bag... no glasses... no information... no wallet...

Wait... no wallet?It was only then that Gazelle realized the important point—that is to say, he didn't have a nun on him now?

At this time, he had already seen the waiter walking towards him with orange juice...

orz Gazelle moved his body and prepared to run away... Anyway, he has done a lot of wicked things, so this time is not bad ==

The waiter just saw the guest sitting in the corner thoughtfully, but now?He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but there was no one in the corner.

I saw the glass door shake slightly.

Several women sitting at the door were chatting elegantly, when suddenly one of them stopped.

"What's the matter?" Several other people asked, "It's nothing but the sudden wind just now, and it's strangely cold."

At this time, Gazelle was panting on the other side of the street, holding on to the telegraph pole, "I'm really a little rusty, I almost ran into that waiter...but hey!" His other hand held a glass of orange juice. glass ==

He swallowed slowly, feeling extremely satisfied, "It would be nice if it could be a little sweeter." For a moment, he felt his body was full of strength again.

In a short while, he drank a whole glass of orange juice. Like a kitten, he stuck out his tongue and licked the glass reluctantly.

"Huh...he rubbed his stomach, leaned his head against the telegraph pole, the blue sky and pure white clouds hovered above his head.

In a trance... a voice pulled him back to reality.

"Seeing you are quite comfortable!?" A somewhat hoarse voice sounded from behind.

Gazelle immediately fell down on the spot.

"It's useless to pretend to be dead, this trick is no longer effective." Hisoka squatted down and moved his body.

"Really, I ran so fast. After I finished packing, Xiao Jia was gone...Here~ Here you are." Said, Hisoka handed a backpack in front of him.

Gazelle opened a gap, and in front of him was his travel bag that he often carried. "Oh!" He jumped up from the ground, and his wallet was also inside =w=

As soon as he snatched the travel bag, he unzipped it to check the contents... "Map, zip biscuit, hat, glasses... oh! And wallet." He was excited.

Hisoka was smiling and looking at Gazelle holding the wallet in his heart.

"Let's go then." Hisoka pulled him closer to him.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to Meteor Street?"

ah!How did he know!Gazelle took a big step back suddenly.

"Don't you love Kuroro? I thought you would go after him..."

"..." There was a row of black lines on Gazelle's head, and now he wished he could bump his head to the side of the road and die.

"Hisso..." he said tentatively.

"Huh?" Hisoka raised his chin to signal him to continue.

"I'm really going to Meteor Street...but it's not because of Kuroro..."

"Ok!"

"The task assigned to me by the killer organization... is about the weird incident on Meteor Street!"

"Oh!"

Was he listening, Gazelle secretly clenched his fists.

Strange Incidents on Meteor Street

The author has something to say: A series of JQs triggered by the weird incident on Meteor Street is about to kick off... =w=~

The land area of ​​Meteor Street is so large that it can even be compared to the Rabbinian Republic.Nearly 800 million people live in this vast land.Gazelle climbed over the huge rubbish mountain and stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the nearby residential houses in the distance.But when he was only 5 years old, he was tricked by the boss of "Black Umbrella" with a colorful lollipop, so Meteor Street has always only had a very vague image in his heart.Heaps of waste and scarce resources, even a dead and smelly rat will be fought over by people.

He tilted his head to look at the dilapidated buildings and dirty streets around him and fell into thought... It wasn't until Hisoka walked behind him that he regained his senses.

"What? I'm surprised." Hisoka twisted his waist and walked in front of him.

Gazelle shook his head, "No."

Hisoka stretched out his fingers and scratched his cheek with his pointed nails, "Then why did you show this expression?"

Gazelle paused, and slowly sat down against the garbage mountain, "just thinking about some past events." The smell of garbage ** lingered in his nostrils, but it was not as unacceptable as expected.

"Oh?" Hisoka squatted down next to him, "What did Gazelle think of? Let's hear it."

Gazelle held his chin with his hands and kept looking at the deserted street scene in the distance, "I don't really want to say." As he spoke, he opened his backpack and took out a map to examine it carefully as if he suddenly thought of something.

Hisoka looked over curiously, and he recognized that it was a map of Meteor Street.Although the kraft paper has been somewhat damaged and the markings in many places are unrecognizable, judging from the situation of the divisions and the differentiation of the inner and outer circles, the reliability of this map is quite high.

Hisoka also sat cross-legged on the ground. He turned his head and said to Gazel who was focusing on the map, "Where did you get this thing?"

"Huh?" Gazelle took his attention away from the map with great difficulty, "You ask this... um... This is the information given to me by the superior.

He hoped he could fool Hisoka.

You must know that this map is hard to come by, he even took the risk to sneak into the office of the boss of the killer organization and steal the map.

This must not let Hisoka know.Regardless of whether he believed his excuses or not... In short, he must be extremely cautious in his actions in the future, and he must not reveal any clues.

He secretly groaned inwardly, with this tail behind him... he was simply bound.

Why!This super invincible perverted clown magician!

"Gazelle, are you scolding me in your heart?" Hisoka poked his face.

"No!" Gazelle reflexively moved a meter away from Hisoka—this was his safe bubble space.

"Xiao Jia, do you think it is possible to deceive me? You must know that my qualifications are much higher than yours." Hisoka also moved over a little bit, and he squinted his eyes, "Your eyes tell me that you just thought Ah - this super perverted clown magician."

"Eh? How do you know!" Gazelle was shocked, could this man also read minds?

"Ah, Xiao Jia really thinks so." Hisoka covered his smiling lips with his fingers, and there was no anger in his eyes. "It's so easy to lie, I just guessed it casually."

orz.Staying with this person for a long time is bound to cause a nervous breakdown.Gazelle couldn't help worrying about his future.

But while the atmosphere is still