I Am Not Really Related

On the day Haru came to the Heaven Arena with Killua and the others, Hisoka Morow had just finished his battle, and Chrollo Lucilfer, who had taken revenge on him, died miserably.

But so Hisoka Morow also broke his arms.

Machi, who had received the contact from Hisoka Morow, happened to be nearby, or because he knew that the people of the Phantom Troupe were there, Hisoka Morow was so unscrupulous and chose to solve the other party in this way.

Although Machi was very wary of Hisoka Morow, she still came to help Hisoka Morow perfect his arms before she completely fell out with him and asked for help from the members.

"One hundred million, transfer or cash?"

Machi said with a straight face and a business-like manner.

They were both members of the Phantom Troupe, and it was a form of friendship to help, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Of course, if it was a good companion, perhaps this scene would not have happened.

But it was obvious that Hisoka Morow did not have a good relationship with almost all the members of the Phantom Troupe.

"Although your ability is so wonderful that it is worth such a price, as a companion, it is a bit too sad."

Swish!

Hisoka Morow, who had learned his naked upper body over, had not finished speaking when he was entangled by a large number of threads that were strong enough to cut him into pieces. As long as he moved slightly, he would fall to the ground.

Obviously, Machi had no interest in Hisoka Morow's seduction and temptation, and he was even a little embarrassed.

"Fifty million, I won't be able to see the money before tomorrow. I can reconnectyour arms and remove them."

After saying this almost inhuman sentence, Machi took back her thread and turned to leave.

Hisoka Morow, who still maintained the same smile as before, chuckled. He stretched out a finger and gently wiped his neck. At some point in time, a trace of blood had appeared.

There were no weaklings in the Phantom Troupe!

However, just as Machi was about to walk out of the room, Hisoka Morow gently hooked his finger, and [Stretching Love] retrieved into his hand a card that had been hidden by covering it with [Light Illusion].

Killing was not Hisoka Morow's style.

If not for the fact that she didn't feel any killing intent from Machi just now, perhaps this card would have already cut her throat.

"I just got some news. Perhaps you will be interested."

"Speak!"

Machi stood at the door without looking back.

"Level 251 of the Heaven Arena. The lights are on."

Machi's eyes moved slightly, and she turned around to wait for Hisoka Morow's next words.

However, Hisoka Morow did not say anything. He put on a disgusting smile as he looked at her.

"As long as your information is valuable enough, the treatment fee will be written off."

Only then did Hisoka Morow continue to speak with satisfaction, "According to my sources, the owner of the first floor is a killer. His code name is Ninja."

"How do you know? The Heaven Arena keeps the privacy of every player strictly confidential, and even they may not know the real identity of the other party. I don't believe that [Ninja], can let the person who knows Akatsuki's real identity live."

"Of course I have my own intelligence channels. As for the accuracy, you can judge for yourself."

Machi thought for a moment and shook his head. "It's not enough, but I can't trust you."

"Another condition."

"What conditions?"

"What do you think about being my woman? I admire your ability."

"I don't have any interest in you."

"If that's the case, then it's really a pity. Just like today, do me a favor within your power. How about it?"

"What favor?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I've thought it through."

"Sure, but I won't do anything that is detrimental to the regiment."

"Of course," Hisoka Morow said with a meaningful smile.

"Tell me, where did you get your information?" Machi said as he resisted the urge to tear up Hisoka Morow's disgusting face.

It was as if he was enjoying Machi's extreme dislike of him, yet unable to kill him. Hisoka Morow deliberately moved closer to Machi's ear and whispered, "The source of my information is... beating up the enemy."

To be exact, Hisoka Morow had heard it by chance.

But it was only limited to this.

Machi was a little surprised. It was actually Zoldyck Family?

She was not surprised at all that the Zoldyck Family could possess this information.

But how did Hisoka Morow get this information from them?

Did you buy it with money or did you use other methods?

Why did Hisoka Morow ask about this person's information?

Unable to figure it out, Machi simply gave up.

"If this information is true, the treatment fee will be written off. I will do what I promised. But if I find out that you are talking nonsense, I will personally cut you into a human stick."

After saying those harsh words, Machi hurriedly left.

Just now, when Hisoka Morow whispered into her ear, goosebumps rose all over her body!

She almost couldn't hold back from smashing that face!

After Machi left, the smile on Hisoka Morow's face instantly disappeared. Then, he inadvertently saw the television screen hanging in the room and revealed a surprised expression.

In the picture, Gon Freecss cleanly punched his opponent and won the game.

Then it was Killua, Hanzo.

In the face of an opponent below level 200, their performance was completely destructive!

Even through the screen, Hisoka Morow could see the speed of progress of Gon Freecss and the others.

He couldn't be wrong!

It was Nen!

He had actually reached such a level so quickly?

Hisoka Morow's expression suddenly became as if a drug addict was about to explode.

He couldn't wait to destroy Gon Freecss!

However, the green apple was not completely ripe yet. If it was destroyed like this, it would be too regretful, too hard to accept!

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer.

But I can't wait any longer.

Hisoka Morow's face suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Although he couldn't eat the apple in one bite, if he only smelled it and licked it, it shouldn't affect him.

Moreover, since the three of them had come here, did it mean that the guy had also come?

As a result, Hisoka Morow, who had been preparing to leave, suddenly decided to stay for a while longer.

In addition, if that guy really came.

The first floor lit up.

Could there be some inevitable connection between the two?

Hisoka Morow did not believe that this was really just a coincidence.

If it was really as he had thought, then it would be too interesting.

He seemed to know some incredible secret.

On the 25th floor of the Heaven Arena, Ninja, Zoldyck Family. Hehe!