Miss Gojo is always saving the world

In the last round of the hunter exam, the original 400 candidates have been screened down to 11.

Before the exam, President Nitero had a "pre-exam talk" one by one.

No one knew what the purpose of the conversation was, and everyone had the same problems.

"Who do you care about the most in the whole exam", "Who do you want to fight with the least"...

It was Wujo Wu's turn to enter the door, and the 1.9-meter white-haired young man sat down on a chair with a big grin, with a lollipop in his mouth, and the blue eyes under the sunglasses were as calm as stagnant water, covered with an invisible and intangible shadow .

Netero's expression was slightly serious, and he looked directly at this young man who could bring great disaster to the human world with just a few gestures. The eyes of the old man shone sharply.

As usual, he asked Gojo Satoru a few fixed questions.

"Among the current candidates, who do you care most about?"

Without looking at it, the white-haired young man pointed casually and clicked on the photo in Wutiao Lijian.

He'd come to take the hunter exam, after all it was for Satomi.

Without even thinking about it, the body pointed to her reflexively.

Given the expected answer, Nitro didn't even move his expression, and asked the second question that followed.

"Who do you want to fight the most?"

Netero could feel Gojo Satoru's gaze paused, and his expression became indescribable.

Netero still looked at him with a smile.

He secretly guessed in his heart that his answer should also be based on five points.

Looking at the audience, except for Wutiao Lijian who could slightly suppress him, this man's strength is enough to allow him to run amok in the human continent.

Then Netero saw Gojo Satoru tangled in place for a while, silently pointed his finger on Hisoka's photo, and poked it twice hard to show his feelings.

His attitude was unusually firm.

Don't fight this clown, never!

Nitro almost pulled his beard down: "..."

His eyes were deep, and he thought to himself that this candidate dressed as a clown has a bright future.

"Okay." President Nitro straightened out the photos with a smile, and asked casually, "Among these candidates, who do you most want to fight against?"

This time, without hesitation, Gojo Satoru took a photo of Gojo Satomi.

That slap was so heavy and powerful that it shook the tabletop into tiny cracks. Nitero could even see Gojo Satoshi's uncontrollable anger from the strength of Gojo Satoshi, like a volcano before eruption, with its veins shaking and magma bubbling.

Nitro glanced at his scrapped desk, speechless.

Haven't the pseudo-twins reconciled yet?

Obviously, the gossip of "Gojo Satomi and Gojo Satoru in the Cold War" flew all over the Hunter Association as if it had grown wings in a short period of time, and it naturally reached Nitero's ears.

The identities of these two are so special that they have to be cautious about the slightest disturbance.

Nitro pretended not to see Gojo Satoru's cold expression, and invited Gojo Satoru out with a good temper, and asked the secretary Doumian to notify the next candidate.

Gojo Satomi and Gojo Satoru are basically connected, whether it is the ranking or the number plate.

Even if Gojo Satoru didn't want to, the moment he went out, Gojo Satomi just received the notification and came to the corner of the corridor. The two passed each other in the spacious corridor, and then stopped at the same time.

Wutiao Lijian suddenly turned his head and opened his lips to call him: "Enlightenment...!"

Her voice seemed to have awakened Wujo Wu, and Wujo Wu's back froze for a few seconds, and then walked away without looking back, striding forward, the soles of his shoes knocked on the floor, and the echo became more and more rapid.

Wujo Lijian watched his figure go away, with a faint sigh that dissipated in the wind.

She turned around, turned the doorknob, cleared up her miscellaneous thoughts, and smiled at President Nitro behind the desk: "Long time no see, President Nitro."

"Miss Satomi, please sit down." Nitero rearranged the photos, spread them out, poured a cup of tea for Gojo Satomi, and pushed it to the opposite side of the desk.

When Gojo Satomi pulled the seat away, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the side of the desk, a not deep and not shallow palm print was sunken, and there were dense cracks around it.

Her expression was slightly helpless: "I will compensate for damage to public property."

"No, no." Nitro waved his hand, feeling in his heart, these two people are really different.

Others thought they were twins, but he, who went to the Dark Continent in person, knew clearly that Gojo Satoru was an "outsider" creature from the very beginning, and the so-called human ethics and morals were probably rooted in Miss Satomi. Only through the teaching of him did he shape the basic three views and have a bottom line.

Nitero carefully recalled Gojo Satoru's changes after meeting Satomi, and kept moving his hands, motioning Gojo Satoru to look at the ten photos on display.

The questions he asked about the five articles were still those few.And the answer in Wutiao Lijian coincides with Wutiaowu.

"Who cares most?" - Gojo Satoru.

"Who is the least willing to fight with?" - Hisoka.

Seeing this answer, Nitro's smile became more and more unpredictable, and he decided to get in touch with the legendary clown Hisoka after the hunter exam.

This candidate named Hisoka is also a talent for making the pair of pseudo-twins secretive, lest they avoid them.

So, one last question.

"Who do you most want to fight against?"

Gojo Satomi was stunned suddenly, bathed in Nitero's probing gaze, she looked down at the ten photos placed on the table.

"Who do you want to fight the most..." Gojo Satomi chuckled, held down the second-to-last photo next to his right hand, and slid it in front of him, "Obviously, it's this kid."

She let go of her hand, and the sunlight poured down on the thin photo. In the frozen frame, the man's snow-white hair matched the golden light, and a touch of gilt flowed out.

Not only because Gojo Satoru was the only one among all the candidates who was qualified and able to compete with her.The more important reason was that Gojo Satomi wanted to pry into the child's heart.

She only has six eyes, which can see through all falsehoods, but she can't see through people's hearts.

But she no longer wants to cause bad consequences because of her negligence.

If you can't talk about it, let's have a real fight.

Didn't someone say that actual combat is the most direct way of spiritual communication?

Gojo Satomi gave his own answer, Nitro gathered the photo and nodded slightly to her, he already had an arrangement in his mind.

.........

The last exam is indoors.

In front of the eleven candidates was a huge display board, and the explanation of the rules by the secretary, Doumian, sounded in his ears.

To put it simply, the fifth test is a one-on-one combat.

There is only one way to win, and that is for one player to admit defeat himself.In addition, no matter whether the player faints or dies, as long as the words "I admit defeat" are not spoken, the outcome will not be judged.

This is also Chairman Netero's scheming.

It is easy to kill a person, but it is even more difficult to break a person's heart and make him willingly admit defeat.

When the player list for the battle was displayed, Gojo Satomi's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

The white-haired young man was idly leaning against the circular wall, as if he didn't feel Gojo Satomi's gaze, glanced at the opponent's watch, then closed his eyes, and let out a soft "tss".

Nitero had set them up as opponents, exactly what they had hoped for.

Gojo Satoru vs Gojo Satomi.

After Xiaojie and Hanzo's occasion ended, as the "twin siblings" in the eyes of everyone slowly came to the stage, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the air seemed to be injected with condensate.

Hisoka's long and narrow golden eyes widened involuntarily, full of interest, with faint excitement wandering in them.

Xiaojie looked around worriedly, and Qiya put his arms behind his head, seemingly indifferent, but in fact he was quietly watching the two of them from the corner of his eye.

Basically, all the candidates who knew how sticky these two people were before, their hearts hung up, their throats rolled, and they swallowed...

On the side of the Hunter Association, there is another thing to worry about.

For example, Men Qi, she raised her head to look at the ceiling from time to time, her slightly raised brows showed her worry: Are these two people really going to tear down the venue?Do you want to evacuate early?

Regardless of the psychological activities of the onlookers, the exam is still going on in an orderly manner.

Gojo Rimi stared at Wujo Satoru without blinking, only to see that the latter squeezed his knuckles and disappeared suddenly from where he was.

He teleported to the front of Gojo Satomi, and before Gojo Satomi could fight back, she was stunned.

Because Gojo Satoru landed in her arms.

The 1.9-meter big white cat used all fours and hugged her tightly. In a position where no one else could see, he ground his teeth and then bit her neck.

See five articles: "Hiss..."

After this bite, she should be bruised and swollen even if her skin doesn't peel off, right?

Oops, does she want to get a rabies vaccine?

Many absurd and bizarre thoughts swirled in Wujo Lijian's mind like a wild horse, to cover up the fact that she herself was flustered for a few seconds after being hugged by Wujo Satoru.

Wutiao Lijian said with difficulty: "Wu...you let go."

"I let go?!" Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth, "If I let go, you're going to find the wild cats outside again, aren't you?"

His voice was not loud, but the people present were all sharp-eyed, and even though he deliberately lowered the volume, they could still hear him clearly.

Leorio's originally tense expression gradually became confused.

Is there something wrong with this statement?

Wujo Satomi felt that he had died unjustly: "Where did I find the wild cats outside? I only have you as a cat!"

"Hehe." Gojo Gou gave her a hard gouged look, pointed at a strange cat in the spectator stand, and complained sharply, "You still said you didn't find another cat? Then how does he explain it?"

See the choked Wutiao: ...

Qi Ya, who suddenly became the focus of the audience: I am not, I am not!

Il fans with a sense of crisis: Click!

"Wu, he is different from you..." Wutiao Lijian organized the wording, trying to find a suitable adjective, "I didn't regard him as your substitute, nor did I find another cat. Wuyou is the only one I have. , As for Qi Ya, it is purely because he and Xiaojie are friends, so I paid attention to him."

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to let her go easily.

After their cold war, Gojo Satoru thought about it for a long time.

In the final analysis, Gojo Satomi did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

He obviously never concealed his possessiveness, but every time he went to Wutiao Lijian, he slapped it perfunctorily and didn't care much.

It was because of his soft heart that he always said to himself "it's okay, it's still early", so he gave in to Satomi again and again.

After reflection, Gojo Satoru decided that this time he couldn't give in anymore.

Whoever makes who is a dog!

"Different?"

Wutiao Wu sneered, because he and Wutiao Lijian were stuck together, and neither of them could use No Limit, so he used Taijutsu.

Taking advantage of Wujo's distraction, he held her shoulders, knocked Wujo down with a clever force, and then pressed his whole body on top.

He leaned down, so close that the tips of his noses almost touched.

His voice was gloomy: "Explain in detail, what is the difference between me and others?"

"Is it looks, is it blood, is it strength?"

"Or, I am here with you and have privileges?"

Gojo Satomi let him overwhelm her, she knew Gojo Satoru was suffocating in her heart, she just called his name softly helplessly.

"See you in Wujo, I'm 'different', so even if I do this... you can forgive me, right?"

Huo Ran's eyes widened in Wutiaoli.

In the frozen and petrified eyes of all the candidates, in the sound of gasping one after another——

Gojo Satoru suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The author has something to say: Wuta went up, A went up!In front of everyone!

He can't!