Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Boss, we found his residence," Ginjiuhui reported.

Anthony smiled when he heard this, and then said to Gin: "Oh, let's go as planned. Give him a small gift first."

"I understand, boss, I believe we will leave him an unforgettable memory." Gin responded. You must know that Hisoka not only left Anthony with an unforgettable memory no less than Magneto's, but Gin also remembered it freshly.

His boss was seriously injured by that guy right in front of him, but he was unable to do anything. That feeling of powerlessness was like an ant bite, biting his soul every day.

In Youkesin City, in a high-end suite of a luxury hotel, Hisoka finished taking a bath and was getting ready to rest. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. After questioning, it turned out that the hotel room staff was entrusted with delivering something to Hisoka.

Opening the door and looking at the obedient room attendant, Hisoka looked at him playfully, and then used his telekinesis-wrapped hand to pick up the piece of writing on the box in his hand. A card signed by Mr. Hisoka.

"It's interesting. He knows my name and knows that I live here. He seems to be a very thoughtful little apple. Who can he be?" Hisoka said with a smile.

When he raised his hand, he was slightly hesitant, as if he had torn something off while taking the card. At the same time, Hisoka's sharp hearing seemed to hear the sound of some mechanical spring turning.

Although he didn't feel any fatal crisis, Hisoka subconsciously waved his hand and swiped at the box. The box flew out like a cannonball, smashed a piece of glass with a bang, and flew outside the hotel.

Bang The box exploded just as Hisoka expected. However, it seems that it is not a dangerous reporting item, but a firework with a mocking clown face.

Ignoring the disheveled room service staff aside, Hisoka looked at the fireworks with the clown's face that had finally dissipated outside the window and licked his lips and said, "Interesting, this is a challenge to me. It's so interesting."

"That sir," the customer service staff muttered with embarrassment.

"Put it on my account," Hisoka said without looking back while holding the card.

Turning over the card, a very small and delicate machine spring was inlaid on it. As the card opened, a smell that was very familiar to him and that he remembered freshly hit his face.

"This is" Hisoka, who had just come into contact with this smell, immediately held his breath as if he had caught a poisonous snake, quickly threw the card far away, and at the same time jumped back, preparing to stay away from it.

But at this moment, the chubby guy who looked nothing like a room service employee, even though he was wearing room service staff's clothes, suddenly took out a gun from his body, but the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at Hisoka. , instead it was the card thrown out by Hisoka.

Bang bang bang fired three shots in a row. The card that was flying far away actually stopped under these bullets with strange arcs. It followed the jumping backwards at a faster speed. Hisoka took off.

This kind of shooting skills and this weird ballistic arc are right. That fat guy dressed as a room service staff is Gin's Nianju Vodka.

"Bastard" Hisoka jumped backwards and suddenly put force on his feet. Boom, the ground collapsed, and some fragments of floor tiles mixed with cement blocks rushed towards the card.

The fragments hit the card that followed Hisoka like raindrops, instantly smashing the card into a sieve and falling to the ground.

But it seemed a little late at this time, because at this time Hisoka began to see some phantoms in front of his eyes. Damn it, I'd better find something like this called fear gas.

However, perhaps because Hisoka inhaled less fear gas this time, and because he has also been specially trained in this area, his reaction to the fear gas this time was not as serious as last time, and it was still in his body. Control range.

Between the bang, bang, flint and lightning, Vodka took action again, but this time the gun sprayed was not an ordinary bullet, but a low-temperature bullet specially made by Mr. Freeze in the DC world.

Although Hisoka's eyes were a little blurred by the illusion and could not clearly see the bullets that were flying in a strange arc, her sixth sense told him that the bullets that were fired this time were quite dangerous.

He raised his toes again, and a large piece of floor tile embedded in the ground was lifted up by him. All the bullets covered in this area collided and exploded. The low-temperature cold air spread to the entire floor in an instant, and everything on the surface was instantly hung up. There is a layer of frost, as if entering the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Before Hisoka could take a breath, a sense of fatal crisis came from behind.

Bang bang bang was the familiar gunshot again. Hisoka only had time to use the advanced application of telekinesis to protect himself, and then he felt dozens of bullets hitting his back, and then a biting chill swept over him. His whole body seemed to freeze his blood for a moment.

Hisoka was injured due to the raging vomiting and coldness and the impact force of the special bullet.

It has to be said that a gunner like Gin who can fly kites from a distance is probably an opponent that someone like Hisoka is very unwilling to encounter. Whether it's the frivolous illusion or his free and flexible love, he basically prefers close combat abilities. Once he encounters an opponent who can fly a kite, Hisoka will probably be quite passive unless he can approach the opponent quickly.

In fact, under normal circumstances, a fighting genius like Hisoka has many ways to get close to Gin. But the fear poison he planted at the beginning made it impossible for him to concentrate. Coupled with the special low-temperature bullets, in addition to the damage that is no less than some special telekinesis abilities, the low temperature also has a certain deceleration effect, so it is so embarrassing now.

But Hisoka was Hisoka. Although his mind was in a trance due to fear of poisonous gas, he still came up with a solution at the critical moment. With a bang, Hisoka directly used a move similar to a heavy weight drop, his telekinesis penetrated the soles of his feet, and he sank with force, which actually directly collapsed the floor of the current hotel floor and fell to the bottom of the next floor.

Hisoka, who was gasping for breath, was about to get up and leave the place when he felt a wave of dizziness. Just when he realized that something was wrong, Anthony wearing a gas respirator and holding a gun appeared in front of him. .

"Mr. Hisoka, I don't know if you are satisfied with the game led by me this time."