Chapter 150 Pariston’s insidiousness is greater than Yang De’s covetousness
Isn’t that right? It's just amazing.
It was rare for Nitro to see Maha's angry look, and he felt indescribably happy.
Maybe. Your grandson will be mine in the next second. That’s not impossible. After all, as long as he sits in the position of president of the Hunter Association for one day, Sean, this kid, will become his Nitro in name, if nothing else. people
So. "Reb, let me go."
Waving his hand to "wake up" a certain stone statue pretending to be addicted to bean-faced man, Nitro made a phone call.
He ordered Lieber to open the secret door at this level. As for how to dispose of the body of "Journey to the West", Nitro didn't mention anything about it and Lieber was too sensible to ask.
After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath, stood up, opened the secret door with his two younger brothers, and appeared in front of Sean.
"Congratulations on passing the first half of this round of testing. Please go to the lounge to rest for a while until this round of testing is officially over."
"I will send a flying ship to take you to the next examination room"
Lieber leaned forward and made a "please" gesture. The second general "Hengha" who was following him lowered his head and glanced at each other quietly. This was the first time for them to see their boss, the trap tower. The biggest BOSS, treats a person so grovelingly
Yes. Just groveling. In previous years, no matter how good those candidates were, the director would ignore them and never take them seriously.
Now "Hengha", the second general secretly glanced at Xiyou who was standing up in the ring. Sure enough, if you are powerful, you can do whatever you want.
"Did you bring the daifuku cake?" Kusanagi drew out his sword and drew out a column of blood.
No. 2 looked at Lieber and others with a smile, not surprised at all that they would show up. After all, no matter what, monkeys are still considered the twelve earthly branches. This little bit of face was given to them by the other party. Of course, they didn’t know that they were looking at the "dead people" Face is still the face of a living person.
Um. How does Sean Beat the Dike know about Dafu Cake?
Lieber: "."
He forced himself to laugh twice, took out a bag of big fortune cookies from his pocket, and handed it to Sean. Unexpectedly, he met the young man's indifferent eyes, and his heart went crazy.
"Don't gouge out your eyes and sell them. Didn't you see there are three more people here?" Sean glared at Lieber.
Who can I kill with a bag? Leave it here.
"Oh~ yes. yes. yes, look at my eyes, they really haven't looked good lately, Simimasai."
Lieber's mouth twitched vaguely twice, and he smiled, feeling heartbroken and took out the fourth-generation fortune cake and handed it to Sean.
"An extra bag? You look so coquettish. I didn't expect your education level to be so low. You can't even count."
Who the hell can't count? There are four people behind you, okay?
Oh~Dongba~He is not a human being, at most he is just a mascot.
No. 2 shook his hands and threw out three bags of daifuku cakes, giving them to Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio respectively.
"Thank you, uncle/teacher of this case." After the battle, Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio were finally able to walk out of the passage.
No. 2 groaned and ignored them. He opened the packaging bag, threw a piece of big fortune cake into his mouth, chewed it, and spat it out with a "Bah~" sound.
Why is Goba food so unpalatable? "It seems like you don't have enough education and taste. It's hard not to doubt whether you became an examiner through the back door."
Thank you for not being insulted. The back door is pretty good at the moment. You are no longer concerned about it. A cross vein appeared on Lieber's forehead. He suppressed his inner anger and said with a smile: "There is a special food supply in the lounge, and they are all from the association. Made by gourmet hunters, I believe you will be able to find your favorite dishes there.”
How despicable! Boss! "Humph~" The second general clenched his fists and was about to cry from being "touched".
That is to say, Sean Beat the enemy guest, replaced by another person, designated to lie on the ring and stretch out his body like Journey to the West.
"Oh~ Food Hunter." Thinking of Menqi and Buhara, they are actually not that good. But the food provided for free cannot be too high, at least it doesn't cost a penny, right?
Shaking his hands, he popped out an "armed lust thread" and tied up the unconscious Dongba Wuhuada. Sean casually threw the remaining bag of big fortune cakes to Xiaojie, glanced at Lieber and said, "Lead the way." Bar."
Lieber lowered his head and replied: "Yes"
He led Sean, Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio to the lounge first.
"Creak~" With a sound, the thick stone door opened and a few glances came in.
The familiar perverted laughter sounded like ho ho ho ho.
"Oh ho ho ho~ My case has finally brought you here."
One day is like three autumns apart. Seventy-two hours is still too long.
"Wow~" Hisoka stretched out a finger and pushed down the pyramid of playing cards in front of him. His eyes were fixed on Sean and he couldn't help but lick his lips.
"It smells like blood. Who will be lucky enough to die under your knife? Oh ho ho ho~ It's really enviable and jealous."
Please restrain yourself. Ilmi leaned against the wall and glanced sideways at Hisoka, his eyes also fixed on Sean. The young brother, as usual, tossed Dongba to the ground.
Suddenly he remembered something, and he called out dissatisfied Lieber, who turned around and was about to run away: "Hey~ can you call Nitro and ask?"
"Then the monkey's body can be sold for some money. Is he really not considering collecting his body?"
Lieber and General "Hengha" almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Even the Mad people were dead and the money was given to you, and you still want to sell their bodies~
As expected, he is a member of the world's number one killer family. He is so cold-blooded.
Lieber turned around and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a deep breath and said: "Shawn Beat the enemy, please correct me, the one you killed was not a monkey monster. It was the twelve earthly branches!"
"Master Xiyou should have told you before he was alive!"
"As for whether to collect his body, I will give you a reply later after I ask the president for instructions."
No. 2 waved his hand: "Forget it. I guess Nitro won't be able to take charge of this matter. He will have to find his son to force him to support him."
"If I meet him one day, I will just ask him for the "corpse redemption fee", so that the monkey's death will not be in vain, right?"
If Ma De didn’t know, he thought you were showing off your kindness. If Westward Journey knew something about Quanxia, he might turn into a vicious ghost and bite you to death in the middle of the night~
Lieber really couldn't help it anymore and shook his head: "Farewell~"
Without looking back, he took the second general "Hengha" with him and left the lounge.
In the huge lounge, in addition to Hisoka and Yi Mi, several well-known candidates have also arrived here one after another.
For example, Hanzang Qingri, Gou Si, Babu, Pence, Greta and others witnessed Reeb's departure and heard the conversation between Sean and Reeb. They couldn't help but pick their ears, as if they heard something extraordinary. thing.
What monkey? What are the twelve earthly branches?
Worri~ No way. Teacher in this case, this is to kill the top leaders of the Hunter Association, those legendary "Twelve Earthly Branches", right?
Yes, it was just as you imagined. Leorio tugged on his tie and was pulled aside by Hanzo, who asked quietly.
After learning what had just happened on the ring, the rest room turned into a noisy room. Exclaims and gasps erupted together. Everyone carefully peeked at Sean, secretly warning themselves that they should have gotten used to this. right.
"Oh ho ho ho~ I see, it turns out to be the journey to the west among the twelve earthly branches."
"That guy is really lucky."
If death is called luck, you can actually be lucky now. The incarnation of Ilmi, "Jitala Ku," glanced at the excited Hisoka and pointed at Sean.
Hisoka stretched and understood what Yi Mi meant. He curled his lips into a deep V shape and said, "I will. Don't worry. At least not now."
So,,, you are a hypocrite. Yi Mi leaned against the wall and simply did not look at Hisoka. His eyes shifted to Sean, the young brother who killed the twelve earthly branches. He looked calm and relaxed. It seemed that he was still... Didn't realize it. He was in big trouble.
"Dudu~"
"Hey~ Pariston, I heard that Journey to the West is dead?"
In the vice president's office, the phone on Pariston's desk rang.
Zishu was not surprised to receive a call at this time. He played with the goblet in his hand and said with a smile: "Well~ Well~ As expected of Lord Biyang De, the information is very well-informed."
"That's right, Xiyou is dead, and the person who killed him was Sean Beat the Dike."
Beat up the enemy? Good name!
Cajin Empire, in a luxurious palace.
Wearing a long robe, a wooden hairpin in his hair, and a beautiful long beard. The burly man stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the "Black Whale" that was nearly completed not far away. He grinned, revealing his black beard. Those neat teeth.
"It's good to beat up the enemy, Maha, beat the enemy. Jaeger, beat the enemy. But they are all people who have been to the Dark Continent."
"No need to say it, old man."
"Now there's another Sean. I think he can kill Xiyou. At least the triple limit has been broken."
Yes~ There are many talented people who can beat the enemy Hakka. As for whether it is a triple limit breaking. Pariston took a sip of red wine and said with a meaningful smile: "Who knows? That guy is a clone, and what he is currently showing is the triple limit breaking strength. "
"So, I won't be surprised if I see him kill a triple limit breaker one day."
Paris paused on the call, and said with a half-smile: "After all, he is a man who can fight with your father and not fall short, and even defeat him."
The other end of the phone suddenly fell into a brief silence.
After a while, Biyang De's surprised voice came.
"He fought against my father? When did it happen?"
"A few days ago." Pariston crossed his legs: "I copied a video here. Do you want to see it?"
"Send it over." Biyangde said without hesitation.
"Seventy billion." Pariston leaned forward and put the goblet on the desk.
Biyande: "."
Are you still the Pariston I know?
Seventy billion, why don’t you grab it?
Hearing the silence on the other end of the phone, Pariston spread his hands helplessly: "There is no way to compare with Mr. Yang De. I also spent a lot of money to get it."
"Believe me, 70 billion, I won't even ask you for more."
Yeah, okay. I understand. Biyangde hung up the phone with a bang, shook his head and sighed. The traitor has turned traitor.