[Hunting] Killer's Blacklist

The line has been staying in the muddy water splashed on the ground.

The other party spoke first.

"Number?" the man asked him.

"Killer registration number 1414." Gazelle laughed.

"Ugh! You know that's not what I'm asking!"

"It's just a joke." Gazelle curled his lips uninterestedly, "At least you should show me the pass first."

The man paused, then reached into his coat with one hand and took out a badge marked HxM.

Gazelle's eyes stayed on HxM for a moment and then moved away immediately.

He also took out a badge from his coat pocket and waved it in front of the other party's eyes.

The coat of arms has a capital letter K in gilt.

After getting confirmation, the man in black handed him the letter wrapped in kraft paper.

The water droplets that flowed down the slope of the umbrella dripped on the kraft paper, blurring circles of dark marks.

Gazelle flipped the thick package, tore open the package, and took out the list from inside.

The weak white light of the street lamps made him clearly see the photos and names on the document.

"This assassination...is this person!" He couldn't help frowning slightly.

The man in black nodded. "Yes."

"Time limit? It's not stated on it."

"There is no deadline, as long as you kill this person before you die." The other party said expressionlessly.

Gazelle chuckled lightly, "It's really a loose request."

Somewhat ironic.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the penultimate task in the contract."

"Hmm... I'll check." The man in black took out a small PSP-like object from his carry-on bag.

"For the record, this is indeed the ninth mission."

"Thank you." The corners of Gazelle's mouth curved up gradually, "Then I will definitely complete the task excellently." Use the fastest time...

He looked at the photo on the list again. He was a handsome but dangerous man with black hair and black eyes.

Yes, he not only belongs to the killer organization under the black old man, but also secretly works part-time in a killer organization called "Black Umbrella".

But he was forced.

As "K", he can only accept it resignedly.

It took him 14 years to finally complete the 8 assassination missions assigned to him by the "Black Umbrella", and the ten missions in the contract... only the last two are left.

Can I live to that time?

Wait until free?

He wasn't sure.

So he said... he can only dawdle in the upside-down world.

"Eh? Don't you have anything else to give me?" Gazelle held out his hand cheekily.

"..." The man in black looked at Gazelle's outstretched hand, but didn't realize what he wanted.

"I think you should know!" He still spread his hands expectantly.

"?" The man in black was a little confused.

"Some money must be given." Life still has to go by, and what is needed must be asked for. ==

The two negotiated for a long time, but the pedestrians around treated them as transparent people.No one paid attention to them, as if they were forgotten.

Stuffing the list and banknotes into his pocket, he waved his hand towards the man, "You are so generous, if everyone was like you - the world would be perfect."

"Don't worry about it." The man put away his wallet, "This is what the president means."

"Then help me thank him, old man."

"When you kill Kuroro, go and talk to him in person."

"Yes." Gazelle agreed, but he couldn't be happy in his heart.

Because his life principle is to save his life, make some money by the way, and do some things he loves to do.

He's not a born killer, it's just a job.

The Killer organization asked him to take the hunter test...and the "Black Umbrella" asked him to assassinate the almost invincible man-Kurolo.

These two things are difficult to knead together.

He didn't want to waste time.

It was hard for him to imagine that the head of the Phantom Brigade would be free enough to appear in the hunter exam. [Facts have proved that the head of the group really didn't show up - but it attracted a BT]

With that time to take the hunter exam, he would rather obediently plan an assassination.

"As long as you can get out of the shackles of the 'black umbrella', what is the killer organization of a mere ten-year-old man!" He said fiercely

Biting his lower lip.

But now he had to be restrained by both sides, Gazelle was immediately discouraged again.

The man in black has gone far away... his footprints and breath have all disappeared.

Gazelle threw the umbrella on the side of the road casually, letting the cold and ruthless rain erode his short black hair.

"The hunter's test registration deadline seems to be December 12st, and the actual start time of the test should be in early January."

He rubbed his chin, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Today is December 12st, and there is always something to do during this time.

There are policies and measures to counter.

Before cutlery became cups...

It's a pity that the tableware turned into cups ahead of time.

Gazelle, who was thinking in his heart, didn't pay attention to his feet—"Ouch!", he bumped into a solid body.

He took a few steps back suddenly, and sat down on the ground, even his glasses were crooked.

"Hmm~ The bridge of my nose hurts."

"Little ghost, don't you have eyes?" A familiar voice came to mind.

Hearing this familiar and perverted voice, Gazelle's first reaction was - tragedy.

Hisoka bent down, pinched Gazelle's chin, and tightened his fingers, forcing him to raise his head. "Oh? It's you."

Gazelle apologized quickly and wittily, "I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you on purpose."

Hisoka stared at his face for a while and suddenly smiled and said, "It's very elegant to wear glasses?!" He slightly relaxed his hand and tightened his grip.

"He's a good boy, he knows how to apologize. Then you should also answer honestly why you are not on the airship?"

I also want to ask you—why did you get off the airship too. ==But Gazelle dare not speak out.

"This...I asked the general manager for leave because I have some urgent matters to deal with. So..." He touched his neckline [bad habit when encountering trouble], his expression was a little embarrassed. 【installation】

"Hehe! That's how it is." Hisoka's slender fingers rubbed Gazelle's chin like treating a cat.

"Okay," he continued.

"Eh?" Gazelle didn't realize what was going on.

"I said you can go."

"Really!" He was suddenly delighted.

Hisoka smiled and said, "Of course I lied to you."

"..."

"How about having dinner together?"

Gazelle said with embarrassment, "I'm just a passer-by with a small sense of existence!" Please spare me...

Hisoka poked his cheek with his finger, "Because you look familiar."

TAT "That's definitely your illusion."

Hisoka didn't speak anymore—but his expression was so sinister, so Gazel obediently let the other party hold his waist to control the action and route.

Half an hour later, on the VIP floor of a luxurious building.

But please note that the place where JQ happened is not the dining room but the bedroom.

Gazelle sat on the sofa and asked suspiciously, "Well, shouldn't you go to the restaurant department?"

"Let's take a rest first, so that you will have more appetite later." Hisoka blew him a kiss, "I'm going to take a shower, and wait for me to come out obediently."

The last strand of red hair had just disappeared through the bathroom door—he popped his head out again.

"If I didn't see you when I came out...hehe!" He smiled strangely.

Gazelle hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

He leaned on the backrest, his whole body sinking into the sofa.

The conditions here are much better than his own kennel, and he feels a little unbalanced.

Should I hurry up now - but the aura of this eccentric red-haired magician is just too strong.

After a long time, Gazelle's stomach let out a rumbling sound.

Only then Hisoka came out of the bathroom slowly, he only wrapped his lower body with a short white towel.

The paint on his face has been washed away, and the red hair that was standing upright is now hanging down smoothly.

The drops of water slide down the beautiful texture, with indescribable sexiness and charm.

Gazelle's mouth has turned into a "○" shape.

Who will wake him up, the handsome man in front of him is actually that BT... OMG!

Gazelle kept looking at his body - he was really a strong man, the protruding muscles contained unimaginable strength, but they were also very aesthetically pleasing.

He couldn't help reaching out and pinching his little arm, although it was a bit muscular... He touched his thigh again, although it was a bit firm...

But he was still—jealous to death.

"Satisfied with my body?" Hisoka said in a completely mocking tone.

Gazelle laughed a few times in embarrassment, and then he felt a tall black shadow pressing down.

Hisoka was very close to him, very close.

A hand passed through his ear, propped on the back of the sofa, and the arc of the corner of the mouth was too evil.

"What...what's the matter." Gazelle almost shrank into a rabbit.He can't be blamed for this, it's just that the uncertain man in front of him is too dangerous.

He touched the neckline habitually.

"I haven't asked your name yet?" Hisoka asked with interest.

He hesitated for a moment, "Gazelle."

"I'm Hisoka."

Immediately afterwards, he felt wet on the wound on his left cheek. ==?

He was confused for a moment, and then immediately reacted and let out a scream like killing a pig.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Hisoka giggled, "White and tender! It tastes really good. Dinner is only now!"

There was an ambiguous feeling in the room.

"You pervert.