Hunter X Hunter: The Strongest Corpse Touch

He glanced back at Lev whose face was tightly wrapped in bandages, making it difficult to see the snickering expression on his face, and signaled: If you dare to speak out, I will never end with you!

As for Hisoka, he had already laughed at what he needed to laugh, and there was no point in laughing again, instead he concentrated on playing his poker.

Ron was hanging at the end of the team, knowing that Nobunaga, the Enhancer guy, might have been tricked by Gon and Killua.

With a slight smile, without pricking, he waited for Chrollo to arrive.

The escape of the two of Gon cast a shadow over the success of this operation.

If this incident just made the members of the brigade feel a little troublesome, then the next incident made everyone unbelievable.

Just after Pakunoda and the others had just accepted this somewhat embarrassing reality, Chrollo came back~~~

"Head, what are you?!!"

Phinks was taken aback when he saw Chrollo, and then wiped his eyes.

The other members also had different reactions.

The faces of Franklin and Shalnark immediately became serious, and Pakunoda and Guo were worried.

Feitan narrowed his eyes, and Nobunaga looked shocked.

In addition to his own leadership and wisdom, Chrollo's convincing strength is also a very important factor in convincing the dozen or so powerful desperadoes in the brigade

As for such a powerful Chrollo, now he is quite embarrassed, and even one of his arms was cut off.

If it was in the early days when the brigade had just left Meteor Street and their strength was not very strong, it would not be surprising for this to happen, but now...

While this surprised the members of the brigade, the silent atmosphere in Japanese stocks gradually rose.

"There was a little accident, and I ran into a difficult opponent."

Chrollo had already guessed the reaction of his team members, and looked at Machi who was frowning without saying anything.

"Machi, sew my arm`||."

Without further ado, Machi walked directly to Chrollo's side and started her work.

"My dear leader, I can ask, who made you like this."

In this silent atmosphere, the first to ask questions were not the impatient Phinks and the intelligent Shalnark, but Hisoka who had been sitting on the high platform without participating in the action.

He was expressionless, flipping a card of the king in his hand, staring straight at Chrollo, the meaning contained in it was somewhat unpredictable.

Although Hisoka has not yet cleared himself of the suspicion, the question he said was also what the members wanted to ask, so even Nobunaga did not reply to Hisoka, but looked at Chrollo one by one with a calm face.

"It's a killer hired by the ten-year-old man. It's very powerful. It should be no less than the head of the Zoldyck family I fought against three years ago. And like me, he can use a variety of Nen."

Strong? Can use a variety of Nen?

Every time Chrollo mentioned a characteristic of the other party, the brows of the brigade members frowned a little.

"The world is so vast, and there are so many unknown strongmen and strange Nen, it's nothing unusual. If you encounter it again next time, just be careful."

Chrollo said softly, he was very open about such things.

Although he is a thief and criminal, he has never lost his awe of the world and Nen.

The more books you read and the wider your knowledge, the more you will know how inferior you are in this world.

Ron on the side looked at Chrollo's charismatic and free and easy, and couldn't help but nodded.

In the original version, when Chrollo and Hisoka were fighting in the Sky Arena, they were there more than once:

"Humans, what a strange creature~!"

"Really? Then leader, what does the person who fights you look like, what is his name, and who is he? I am a little interested in the person who can beat you like this~"

Hisoka licked his lips, and came a question three times in a row.

When he saw Chrollo for the first time, he trembled all over, and the astonishment in his eyes flashed away.

How could someone hurt Chrollo like this?!

He didn't pay much attention to Chrollo's injury.

It doesn't seem like a big deal, and he didn't die, so it doesn't hinder the battle between him and himself in the future.

Inevitably, great curiosity rose in Hisoka's heart.

"He was wearing a human skin mask, but his exact appearance was not clear. He was wearing a gangster's suit jacket. He should be a bodyguard hired by a certain family."

"Nen showed clones, flying, muskets, furoshiki, and a trick that seems to be cutting."

Chrollo thought for a while, and then gave the answer.

Ron's Tiger Bite Real Fist, which cut off his right hand, was also regarded by him as a kind of Nen.

*`~Did you cast so many Nen?"

The expressions on the faces of Shalnark and others became more solemn.

"Okay, Captain~" Machi bit off the needle thread in his hand, got up and said.

"Well, thank you for your hard work~" Chrollo turned his right arm, which was basically still functioning as before.

He raised his head and said to the brigade members with different expressions: "Although there was a little accident in the middle, all the goals of this trip have been perfectly accomplished."

"So~" Shalnark immediately grasped the point from Chrollo's words, "Captain, have you obtained the divination ability of the daughter of the Nosra family?"

"That would be great, I can't wait to get the evidence now, and chop (Li Mohao) a guy who betrayed us into eight pieces!!"

Nobunaga yelled, and looked at Hisoka who was quiet again on the high platform with murderous eyes.

Chrollo didn't say much, just took out a pen and paper, and started to use his ability to prophesy to everyone.

"Ron, what is your date of birth, can you tell me?"

Chrollo said to Ron while writing the prophetic poem.

Nen: [Angel's Automatic Notes]

Effect: It is possible to predict what will happen in the future in the form of automatic notes and line poems.

Restrictions: The fortuneteller needs to write down his or her name (pen name or stage name), date of birth, and blood type on a piece of paper, and the fortuneteller can only make predictions on the same piece of paper. The fortuneteller himself cannot see the content of his own predictions, and cannot make predictions for himself.

For divination, the requirement of name and blood type can be easily known, but only the date of birth...