All my brothers are from another world

Hisoka folded his arms and stood beside the TV. At this moment, it was rare to shift his sight to the big screen.

The configuration of the screen in the room is very high, and it can broadcast the competition status of all the players in the Sky Arena at any time.

And what is being played on the screen now is the game situation of the newly drafted No. 46 Komaeda Nagito.

This is the last competition. As long as they advance smoothly, No. 46 Nagito Komaeda can go up to the 200th floor and become one of the top contestants.

"It's really unexpected. Is it really just luck?" The magician with stars and water droplets on his face watched the performance on the TV thoughtfully.

Yes, show.

Hisoka preferred to call the match a show rather than a fight.

If nothing else, the winner should be the person opposite.

Of course, the premise is that there are no accidents.

Hisoka narrowed his golden eyes.He picked up his phone and texted Ilmi.

【Xiao Yi-You know that there is no special ability to read can enhance luck】

[Yellmi: Check it yourself. 】

Hisoka puffed his cheeks helplessly, and nimbly tapped the text on the phone keyboard:

[Xiao Yi is really, to be so indifferent to him - knowing that he doesn't have a hunter's license, he will give you money]

Hisoka doesn't have a hunter's license, so he can't enter the hunter's website to find relevant information. Every time he searches for relevant internal information, he has to ask Yiermi for help.

The information network system of Beating the Enemy Hakka can be said to be relatively complete, and the most important part of the business is in the hands of Mi Ji.

Although Mi Ji disagrees with the killer talent, even though he is sometimes offline, his brain and electronic sensitivity can indeed be regarded as a genius.

It can almost be said that a large part of Hisoka's intelligence network was obtained from Il fans, um, to be precise, it was bought.

Of course, as No. 4, a new member of the brigade, it's not impossible for him to find the spider-brained warrior of the brigade.

But the purpose of joining the brigade is just to fight with Captain Kuroro.Don't participate in any activities, although according to the analysis, the chivalrous man will help himself, but the price will definitely be very expensive.

Although Ill fans sometimes cheat themselves, most of the time they still have a very strict businessman's attitude, and occasionally offer discounts and send some information by the way.

Just thinking about it, Hisoka heard a "ding dong" sound from the phone.

[There is a related example in the currently available files, which belongs to the trait memory ability.Ability is (wealth exchange) the ability to buy luck based on property.According to later records, it seems that the family went bankrupt.already dead. 】

Ability like property exchange?Hisoka looked at the screen.

How to put it, it doesn't look like it.

Judging from his performance on the field each time, Hisoka did not find any relevant "exchange behavior" at all.

Moreover, the exchange of things like fate should be extremely expensive.

After all, making a small stumbling block and defeating completely are two different meanings.

[Fruit farmer and his little apples: Xiao Yi can't find any other information]

[Fruit farmer and his little apples: Ah——I really want to fight with each other, and see what kind of ability it is——]

[Yellmi: Not anymore. 】

[Yellmi: Are you going to fight?Then you come on.farewell. 】

"Okk——" the handsome red-haired Mr. Magician raised his long and narrow eyes slightly, and kissed his favorite peach heart playing card. The flipped side really represented the suit of the god of death.

"Interesting, then let the magician come and personally test what your abilities are—"

The [May you be shot (forced——)] in the hands of Yier fans has not been sent out.

He typed out the words one by one, and then deleted them one by one.

I don't know why, but he should have a good relationship with this guy named Hisoka in the future.But why do I always want to mess with the other party with malice?

The young master with black hair and black eyes flipped through the past chat records.

Love love, pentagram, spade, no nutritious topic.

Then there are all transfer records.

Probably, he squinted his big black cat eyes, this guy just looks like he doesn't smoke.

There is a phone call.Yier fan looked at the contact person and pressed the connect button.

"Here is Yiermi Beating the Enemy, the starting price for killing..."

"Of course I know it's you, bastard! Can you change the opening line?! Ah, I'm going to die, damn it!" Dazai Osamu's voice was weak, with teeth gnashing of anger and sorrowful powerlessness.

"I feel like I can't be this teacher anymore. No, what kind of thing did you bring back?! Ah!! Help! Control it, beep beep beep!!"

Yier fans moved the phone a little away from her.

"Hang up?" Yi Ermi was puzzled with a blank expression: "Is he dead? No, did something happen?"

pain.

Tired.

Ah, this sunny morning.

There is no beautiful lady to discuss the mysteries of death together, no intoxicated desserts and the perfect suicide manual that I love most.

I didn't expect that Mr. Mori's old perverted face that I would start to miss... Uh, no, let's forget about this.

No sunbathing, no soft beds.

Yes, it's just a little ghost who suddenly spontaneously ignited next to him and the sky full of dust! !

"Bandages...bandages..." The curly-haired boy with iris-colored pupils spat out a ghost.

The girls in the infirmary were no longer willing to provide him with extra bandages. Holding the burnt bandages on his body with both hands, he felt like he was going to die.

Dazai: The main body... My main body is gone...

"Mr. Dazai, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?" The child with a small flame on his body walked towards Osamu Dazai in a panic. The bandage is on, and immediately back away to avoid the other party: "You, you, stay away from me!!"

Gang Ji stopped, not daring to go forward.

The curly-haired boy stepped back three feet and hid far away.

He patted the ashes off himself.

In the distance, holding his chin with his hands, he looked up and down at the young man in front of him with an unfriendly expression.

The sparks in the air are still drifting with the wind.

Gangji stood there, at a loss.

"Don't move. Just stand there." Osamu Dazai ordered: "Can you take back your flame?"

Gang Ji looked down at the flames on his body. These flames seemed to be wrapped around his outer clothes, as if they had self-awareness. They would not burn his clothes, but take them back?Tsunayoshi tried it, and he looked at Osamu Dazai in confusion, at a loss.

Well, the other party obviously won't.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were blank.He stretched out his hand and looked, and the bandages that were originally wrapped around it had all been burned off.

Although it is said that his flesh and blood were not hurt due to his quick movements.But no matter how you say it, the other party is obviously a little abnormal.

"It stands to reason that the supernatural powers I touched should be completely nullified." Osamu Dazai stared at the brown-haired boy as if looking at a strange little monster: "The developed telekinetic power is also inherited from [ The ability of Disqualification in the World], although its effect is temporarily weak, it can still nullify the ability of mind."

Could it be that the child's body is not read?

What else can it be?Osamu Dazai feels haggard with this bizarre world.

There are too many settings, and he is very tired.

"I can't do it anymore." The curly-haired boy simply sat down on the ground, rolled up a lock of his hair and pinched it, and said in a casual tone: "Ah, I feel that I am too useless. As a beautiful boy, I am looking for a A rich woman can happily spend her life like a salted fish, but she is still teaching children to work here, and she is cheated by an unscrupulous and black-hearted boss."

"God knows they will cry for me."

"So that's how it is, Osamu Dazai's goal."

A voice without ups and downs rang in his ears, Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, and saw a face that was bloodless as if painted with black ink on white paper.

"Uh……"

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai: "Can you stop being like this and appear in a sudden surprise?" He suppressed his urge to gnash his teeth.

"Do you know that any person with a heart disease may die on the spot if you speak like this."

"Really?" Yi Ermi nodded her lips and tilted her head: "It's not good for Dazai to speak ill of others behind his back."

"You're fast enough." He came over just after making a phone call.

The curly-haired boy squatted on the ground, casually looking at the child with flames on his body several meters away.

"Is it impossible to suppress it with [Disqualification in the World]?" Yi Ermi hit the nail on the head.

"Fucking ggo——" The answer is correct, but there is no reward.Osamu Dazai propped his cheeks, and stared at the brown-haired boy with half of his eyes exposed.

"Huh? Is it my illusion? The flame on his body seems to be gradually weakening." Osamu Dazai looked at the orange flame that was gradually extinguishing on Tsunayoshi.

Il fans walked over.

Gangji looked at himself.

"Can't you control this ability yourself?"

Gangji is inexplicably afraid of the other party. Although the other party is his savior, he always feels that the boy in front of him is very dangerous.

"No...it doesn't listen to me." Gang Ji said in a small voice, "I don't know why they popped up all of a sudden."

"You seem to be able to read it." Yi Ermi said, "You can read it for me to see."

Tsuna tried hard to think back, and released the power of thought according to the feeling.

"White reading, it's strange, and it still has flames." Osamu Dazai supported the ground, stood up, and then touched the flames with his hands.

It feels like warm water.

"There's no harm this time." He activated his telekinetic ability [Disqualification in the World], and all the flames and white aura disappeared.

"So," Osamu Dazai said with doubts and a bit of playfulness in his tone, "Nuan, what was the flame just now—"