When the fake Marysu wears Kurolo

Although he had already prepared himself, Hisoka still felt very uncomfortable when he really hit a wall. What's more, at this time, there were some unsightly people who came up to him.

Hisoka gave them a few playing cards very simply, and watched them clutch Biaoxue's neck in vain, and fell down powerlessly.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number: "Hmm~ Give me all the information of the vice president of the Hunter Association, Gian Andre, all!"

Then he finally recovered his mood, left the murder scene, and merged into the night of the city.

On the other hand, when Ilmi left Hisoka's room, he ran for a long time, but stopped on the top floor of a tall building.

"I've been following me here, why don't you come out?" Yi Ermi shouted coldly, already holding several nails in her hands.

He soared his mind pressure and used his mind power.

"Hey, I just think it's really impolite to leave after saying hello like this." Wendy raised her hands and showed up with a smile.

"You mean your pretentious self-introduction?" Yi Ermi tilted his head: "Jiang Ziya? What a strange name."

He paused: "It has the same rhythm as the names of those who claim to be time-travelers."

"Ah, you are right to think so." Jiang Ziya admitted very simply: "I am indeed a time traveler, but how does this hinder our next transaction?"

"Deal?" Yi Er looked at him suspiciously.

"Hehe, beating up the Hakka enemy won't make things difficult for Jinni, will it?" Wendy's expression was frank, with innocent eyes.

"...That's right." Yi Ermi looked at him quietly for a while before speaking.

"So, how much is the vice president of the Hunter Association worth?" Wendy snickered like a mischievous.

"...I need to discuss it with my family." Yi Ermi's face was still paralyzed, without any fluctuation.

He took out his mobile phone and called home: "Hello, Indus? I received a list and I need to discuss it with my father..."

Wendy muttered a little discouraged: "Is it true that the face is fixed by nails like it is written in the fanfiction?"

Il fans looked over, and Wendy raised a big smile.

"3000 billion renunciations." Yier Fan hung up the phone and announced an astronomical figure.

"Okay~" Wendy readily agreed without hesitation, since he wasn't the one paying the money anyway.

"Pay half of the deposit first, and pay the other half after the completion." Seemingly shocked by Wendy's wealth, Yi Ermi was silent for a while, and reported a series of bank account numbers.

"Just wait a moment." Wendy gestured, and he also dialed a number: "Hey, Darling~"

Kurolo, who answered the phone, naturally ignored Wendy's tricks: "What's the matter?"

"It's really sad, can't I contact you if I have nothing to do?" Wendy complained: "I'm hiring people who beat the enemy Hakka to deal with Gian Andre, don't you think you should give me some support?"

"Oh?" Kuroro asked with interest.

"Do you want me to tell you?" Wendy dissatisfied: "Others will throw it away after using it up, and you should throw away some overnight expenses anyway!"

"How much?" Kuroro asked calmly.

"3000 billion." Wendy was in high spirits, like a young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world.

"No, you're not worth the price!" Kuroro said coldly and cruelly.

"Hey..." Wendy moved the phone away full of depression, and he looked at the Yier fan who was still calm throughout the listening process and complained: "He said it was too expensive."

Yi Ermi's dark eyes seemed to be able to speak, and they were full of accusations: "This is already the lowest price!"

"That's it." Wendy murmured again while holding the phone.

He raised his head again: "No way, change someone, cheapskate!"

I don't know whether he was scolding the Yier fan in front of him or Kuroro on the other side of the phone, but obviously, both of them ignored this sentence together.

"Arnold and Gray, the number one intelligence dealers in Meteor Street, I hope the speed is as fast as possible." Wendy ordered with a serious expression and indifferent words.Everything just now was like a false show, and now he is showing his true face.

"1000 billion nuns, I can decide on this person." Il fans have always been business-like and did not show any strangeness.

"I believe in your service." Wendy tilted her head and smiled cutely again.

He stared at the back of Yiermi's back, picked up the mobile phone that had been on the phone all the time: "I thought you would agree to let Dadi Hakka go to find out."

With all the previous camouflage removed, Jiang Ziya stood on the wall of the top floor, the lights below were feasting, the neon lights were flashing, there was a lot of traffic, and there was a lot of voices.He stood there quietly with a calm expression.It's not so much indifference, it's better to say it's a transcendent silence.

"No, you don't know them well enough." Kuroro's tone remained unchanged: "The killer family that has been passed down for so long is very cunning in beating up the enemies. If we beat the grass and scare the enemy but fail, then we will lose more than we gain."

"I thought you couldn't wait to see him." Jiang Ziya's shirt fluttered in the wind, and his whole body stood tall and tall, blending into the dark night: "Since you didn't break that split-personality intelligence agent on the spot neck."

"I don't want to assassinate Gianandre. I have already shown him in the last world that I already know his disguise in this world, but he has not given up this identity. You should know why." Kuroro chuckled lightly.

"He's seducing you!" Jiang Ziya's voice was full of joy.

"To be precise, he is using himself as a bait to lure the two of us." Kuroro corrected in a good mood.

"It seems that what we did in the last world really made him very angry." Jiang Ziya sat down, his legs dangling in the air, shaking.

"Maybe he will be more angry with you?" Kurolo teased: "After all, you are like a rampant reckless man who rushed into his planned chess game and made everything messy."

"Oh, I'm really dangerous." Jiang Ziya sighed without nutrition.

"So I can't let Arnold die in my hands." Kuroro crossed his hands and said to the mobile phone on the table: "But I have to let Neil find him."

"Because, Hisoka will definitely look for Gianandre." Jiang Ziya continued calmly: "He can't bear a life without a goal. For this reason, he has nothing to fear."

"So Neil must exist, and who can prove it, preferably someone who belongs to him." Jiang Ziya analyzed: "Otherwise, we can't guarantee that he will let the unreasonable Hisoka disappear directly. A good result. After all, Hisoka is still useful sometimes~"

"Arnold didn't feel wrong when he first met Neil, until I said the name Kurolo Roussillo." Kurolo read his name again: "But he won't Immediately report the news, not only because the cause and effect have not yet been figured out, but also because..."

Kuroro said rather troubledly: "He has a strange fanaticism for me, whether it's Arnold or Gray."

"Oh?" Jiang Ziya raised his voice with interest.

"He's coveting my body." Kuroro calmly spit out such a sentence.

"Hmm..." Jiang Ziya made a sound unconsciously. He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: "You really attract perverts, but luckily you are a pervert yourself."

"He will hide the fact that I'm back, in order to get me." Kuroro seemed to be talking about other people's affairs: "Pull the whole story off and report it. It's crazy, isn't it? I'm sure he I am afraid that I would be trembling in front of his adults at ordinary times, wishing I could crawl into the soil to express my loyalty."

"You really have confidence in yourself." Jiang Ziya asked suspiciously, "Aren't you afraid of being messed up by him?"

"So I amplified his **." Kuroro said quietly: "This is very interesting. I have always hidden my peculiar hobby so well. This time I am afraid that I can't help getting excited regardless of the occasion. I think he needs to deal with it. A large number of subordinates have been lost."

"Poor guys." Jiang Ziya sympathized without sincerity: "I actually got a glimpse of the side that my boss didn't want to be known, even though their original intention was to surround him, protect and stand by."

"I can't let him die in my hands, it's too eye-catching." Ku Luoluo propped his forehead with his right hand, touched his chin with his left hand, his eyes were like a deep pool of water: "I like to accumulate strength, and then hit Must kill, just like in the last world."

"I also appreciate crispness and neatness more, even though we have stretched the battle line and come to the second world." Jiang Ziya felt the cool wind blowing across his cheeks, and raised his head: "Hehe, maybe it's not just for you. It's the second world..."

"He doesn't like to be offended, so I always pamper him before the decisive battle begins." Kuroro leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

"And he also likes this, so he will always maintain a tacit understanding with you before that. You stand on a wonderful balance, just like walking on a tightrope." Jiang Ziya stared at the full moon like a disk in the sky, and raised the corners of his mouth: " Are you sure he's going to do it again after his last failure?"

"Don't forget, Jiang Ziya." Ku Luoluo smiled half-smile: "Last time he was defeated by you, but you gave you two hard blows, I don't think he will forget so soon. "

"But that's really cool, isn't it?" Jiang Ziya's tone was innocent: "I'm sure you want to come too, Mr. Kurolo who secretly turned around to spy on me?"

"I'm really looking forward to his new method." Jiang Ziya stood up again, his expression was ethereal, his posture was free and easy, and he looked like a fairy.