[Hunting] Killer's Blacklist

It's difficult for him to be a guest who doesn't meet the standards.

"Excuse me, is your boss back?" He sat in the corner of the bar, raised his head slightly and asked.

"The boss said he won't be back until a month later~" The big waiter wiped the empty bar counter and said impatiently, "Little brat, if you want to hook up with our boss, just train your muscles. With your small body Not even to enter the boss's door."

"Ah...that's really a pity." Gazelle replied casually.

"What do you want?" The waiter handed him the menu. If it wasn't for the bar's poor performance recently, which was far from the boss's standard, he wouldn't be bothered to serve this kind of little rabbit.A bunch of hunks are waiting for him...

Gazelle didn't glance at the menu, he looked directly at the waiter and said, "Can I have a glass of orange juice?"

"****, do you really think this is an amusement park?" The waiter regretted letting this little white rabbit in and making something out of tune.

"Or clear water is also fine..." He looked at the clenched fist of the waiter and continued: "The account will be charged to Yulai, and I will tell him later."

The waiter froze for a moment, trying to see a hint of timidity or a hint of joking in Gazelle's eyes, but there was nothing, he was serious.After hesitating for a moment, he made a stroke on the list.

Not long after, a glass of fresh orange juice was delivered to Gazelle.When the sweet and sour juice slipped into his stomach, his mood improved a lot—the depression of being chased and beaten by Mubais, and then kidnapped by spiders was swept away.Soon the cup bottomed out, and he licked the remaining liquid at the corner of his mouth with his tongue dissatisfied.

"Could you please give me another glass?" He gently tapped his index finger on the empty glass, making a sound of "哃哃".

This time another waiter brought over the orange juice.Gazelle enjoyed it happily, and drank it clean a few minutes later.He considered whether to order some more food as a supper to replenish the lost energy.At this time, in the other corners of the bar, the drunken men were ambiguously crossing their shoulders and making harsh noises. The table was full of empty bottles and glasses, and the strong smell of alcohol made him frown.One of the men looked around and glanced at the few guests. When he saw Gazelle, his moving eyes stopped.

The hunk of the waiter noticed this too, and he tapped the back of his head with a headache but decided to sit on the sidelines, aliens are always frowned upon in a bar, especially when the men are going crazy.

"Hey—little cat, who brought you here?" The strong smell of alcohol sprayed out above Gazelle, and the other party had an unconcealable obscene expression on his face.

Gazelle didn't intend to pay attention to them, and continued to drink the juice with the glass in his hands.

"How about playing with my brothers?" The man wanted to put his hand on his shoulder, but his vision was blurred due to being drunk, and his big hand tremblingly reached for Gazelle's eyes.

Suddenly, the lights in the bar dimmed.The man's hand stopped in mid-air, he smiled strangely and then turned back to the group of people.

"Hey! What's the matter? Didn't I tell you to abduct that brat..."

"Speak like you're dead!"

"Hey! Are you okay..."

"Ow ooh..."

Suddenly, a terrifying shout erupted from that corner, and the man who had just returned fell straight to the ground.Some people checked his breathing, but it had stopped.

"he died?"

"Why suddenly..."

A man ripped off the clothes of the corpse, and there was a small scratch on the heart, but no blood.The other man couldn't help but touch the scratch.The wound opened suddenly, and a large amount of blood gushed out, staining the ground with blood.

Gazelle didn't look back, the dagger was safely in his pocket, he just concentrated on drinking his juice.

"You fucking..." A man swung his chair and threw it at him.

Gazelle was not seen putting down the glass, and no one saw him leave the bar, but the chairs shattered into pieces in midair.

The waiter hid in the background, he looked at Gazelle in surprise, as if he wanted to get some confirmation from it.Gazelle noticed the waiter's gaze, and he blinked mischievously.The waiter suddenly remembered that several months ago, he had poured a whole glass of Bloody Mary on the head of this god of death... His spine couldn't help shivering.

The rest of the men didn't dare to make trouble anymore and left their companions' corpses to escape.Soon, there were only two guests left in the bar, including Gazelle.

The long-haired man who had been sitting in the corner opposite him walked towards him. Gazelle noticed his existence from the very beginning, but he stubbornly stayed.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, and it's such a coincidental time." Yiermi's tone was very calm and completely different from that of the perverted Hisoka.

"Well, it's a coincidence." Gazelle nodded politely, and continued to drink juice from the big cup.

"The shot is very fast. To be honest, I didn't expect you to make a shot."

"Then let me tell the truth, in fact, I accidentally slipped my hand." Gazelle raised his right hand lightly, if the drunk hadn't touched his restricted area with his hand, he might have spared his life.It's a pity that sometimes the body takes action reflexively.

"Gazelle, are you not afraid that I will secretly kill you behind Hisoka's back?" Yiermi sat on the empty seat next to him with his wine glass.

"At least you don't now."

"Yes." Ilmi also slowly drank the cocktail in the tulip-shaped goblet. "At least I'll let you off in front of Hisoka."

The smell of gunpowder slowly diffused around the two of them, but neither of them had any intention of doing anything.

"Who is on your list now?" Yi Ermi asked suddenly.

Gazelle didn't answer, just drank his juice sullenly.He gestured to the waiter who was standing beside him to ask him to bring him another glass.

"Let me tell you, you don't know how to drink. You must be right. You came to the bar and ordered so many glasses of juice. By the way, it seems that minors are not allowed in the bar!" Il fans gave up the topic just now.

"I'm almost 20..." He was a little speechless.

"Hisuo can drink very well." Yi Ermi said meaningfully.

Gazelle was embarrassed, he couldn't figure out that Hisoka had something to do with his drinking capacity.

Gazelle doesn't like drinking very much, even when he is extremely irritable and depressed.But in fact, he is not allergic to alcohol, so he is considered a heavy drinker among ordinary people.He can drink as long as his stomach can hold it.But drinking too much alcohol can be bad for your health, especially at work, which he barely touches.

Ilmi came here just after killing the ten-year-old man to finish his work, and he couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that Kuroro would send a large sum of money to his account immediately.Now he chatted with this little fellow killer with great interest.

"Want to bet with me?"

"Huh?" Gazelle raised his head, and he stared at Yi Ermi's calm black cat eyes in puzzlement.

"Just bet on alcohol, how about it?"

"?"

"If Hisoka doesn't come looking for you before you get drunk, I'll kill you. If he comes, you can go with him. In fact, it's a good deal." Yiermi stretched out her five fingers in front of Gazelle .

"If I don't agree to this gamble?" Gazelle tilted his head and raised the glass, blocking the oppressive gestures of Ilmi, and through the empty glass, Ilmi's somewhat medium-sized paralyzed face became Weird twist.

"Then I will kill you now." Yi Ermi's tone was not room for negotiation.

"Haven't it occurred to you... maybe I've already asked Hisoka before?"

"That's your luck."

Having said this, Gazelle felt that the other party was bound to get himself drunk.

……

Ten minutes later, the entire bar counter was filled with goblets. When the waiter heard that a customer had ordered so many drinks at one go, he was overjoyed, and turned around and asked all the people inside to bring out the drinks.

Yi Ermi shook the glass lightly, as if she was determined to win it.Gazelle bit his lip and lifted one of the glasses. He tilted his head slightly and slid his Adam's apple gently and drank it without a pause. When he dropped the glass again, the glass was already empty.Yi Ermi squinted her eyes, and there was an imperceptible surprise in her dark eyes.

"Hmm... a bit bitter..." Gazelle stuck out his tongue, and without looking at Ilmi, he directly picked up the second cup and drank it down, followed by the third cup, and the fourth cup...

In a dimly lit bar, a deliberate and cheating drink fight begins.

……

Yi Ermi drank it slowly, cup by cup, just like plain water.Gazelle stood up completely, his head was a little hot, and his thoughts were abnormally unclear.He didn't even think about whether Il fans would backfire and kill him halfway, which should be easy.The most important point is that he doesn't think he will lose. This has nothing to do with Hisoka. He doesn't know where the stubbornness comes from. He just hopes that he will not lose.

A few hours later, the hands of the wall clock on the wall pointed to 12 o'clock.Elmi tentatively pushed Gazelle, who was lying motionless on the bar, and only after confirming that he had completely lost consciousness did he take out his mobile phone and dial Hisoka's number.

"Yo, Hisoka, it's OK. You can come here." Yiermi simply reported the situation of the people around him.

"Uh~ ok~ I'll go over now~"

Five minutes later, Hisoka appeared at the door of the bar, looking as expected.

"The money was directly deposited into my account. It's getting late and I'm going back now." Ill fan