Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth

Now that the attack has been launched, there's no reason to stop. Although he's not very good at fighting, he still has some experience in combat.

Taking advantage of the surprise attack, he relentlessly punched and kicked, drawing upon the results of his training over the past few days. The surging energy flowed to the attacking areas and exploded, causing even greater damage.

The tall, thin man tried his best to block, but was still hit in the shoulder with a solid punch.

He took several steps back from the impact, his eyes fixed on Kevin.

"You bastard, you think you can underestimate me? Don't think you're the only one who can use this power. I've learned it too. Die!"

Kevin dodged the straight punch to the side, the opponent's knuckles brushing against the shelf, and two cans of engine oil fell to the ground.

The tall, thin man stepped back, kicking up oil stains on the ground. Sweat seeped from his black work pants and glistened under the overhead light.

Was the judgment wrong?

In the instant before making a move, Kevin made a simple assessment of the enemy's potential strength.

During this time, he learned about the original owner of the body and had no doubt that he looked sickly, like a bookworm who spent all his time in the laboratory. Apart from his gloomy expression, he had no intimidating power.

But since this man arrived, he has actually been in a lower position than himself, but it's not out of fear, but rather because he feels inferior to himself.

This performance allowed Kevin to be certain that the opponent's strength was definitely lower than his former self.

Kevin found the other person's behavior completely unacceptable. If he were selfish, he could have simply pretended not to see it and left after the other person departed.

Calling the police was not an option, because "I" wasn't exactly innocent either.

So just do it directly, and use it to test your current situation.

If all else fails, try American-style iaido.

While thinking, relying on muscle memory and feeling, he dodged the opponent's attack and then landed a hook punch on the opponent's ribs.

Kevin heard a muffled thud like something breaking. His opponent stumbled and crashed into the side door of the van. Suddenly, the security alarm blared, piercing the rainy night.

The judgment was flawed, but not entirely wrong.

According to the other party, he seems to have only just mastered the so-called Qi and is in the beginner stage.

They might even be at the same stage as you, but your original body has muscle memory, so your mastery of it will definitely be superior to theirs.

Amidst the rusty breaths, Kevin noticed that the other person's right hand was moving down along the gap in the car door—where a magnetic key holder was hidden.

With the other hand, a wrench covered in engine oil suddenly swept across.

Kevin ducked to avoid it, and the metal tool slammed onto the shelf with a loud bang.

The battle was accompanied by the girls' terrified whimpers; if their mouths hadn't been gagged, they would have already started screaming.

Aside from that one, the only blonde twin-tailed girl tied up outside the car.

She was watching their fight, her expression more like one of disgust.

She even had a slight urge to open her mouth and say something, but in the end she held back.

The tall, thin man spun around and lashed out with his left leg like a whip at the shelf behind Kevin. The force of the blow was so great that the already precarious shelf collapsed instantly, and the items piled on it toppled over.

Kevin rolled to avoid the flying items in the garage, but his lower back slammed heavily against the edge of the lift platform.

The tall, thin man, already bruised and battered, did not press his advantage; instead, he ran towards the car door.

The other person had already opened the car door, and the bloodstained fingertips were only half a palm's distance from the storage compartment.

There should be weapons there, most likely guns.

This thought crossed Kevin's mind.

It's almost over.

He was prepared for the enemy to have a gun, but the enemy prioritized using air attacks and close combat, which made Kevin want to test his progress over this period. And he used the same method to deal with it.

That's unnecessary now.

"Don't move! I'll shoot if you move again!"

The icy command and the gun barrel were simultaneously pointed at the man's back. His right hand, which had been hanging in the air, froze five centimeters in front of the car's drawer, the black barrel gleaming coldly through the gap in the drawer.

The sound of the torrential rain pounding against the roller shutter suddenly became deafening, echoing in the garage along with two heavy breaths.

The entire garage became quiet.

Including the girls who were just whimpering.

"Calm down, calm down, Kevin. At worst, you can have this shipment."

The tall, thin man slowly raised his hands, pulling his upper body out of the car, and stared nervously at Kevin and the dark muzzle of the gun.

“If you want this shipment, just tell me. As your brother, how could I refuse? So, could you put the gun down? Be careful not to let it go off accidentally.”

The tall, thin man smiled stiffly, a fawning smile on his face.

Kevin didn't respond.

He simply held the gun up, but his mind was already contemplating his next move.

Should we kill the other person?

Without a doubt, this is a very worthwhile option to choose.

The other person's behavior undoubtedly tells us that he knows the crimes his body has committed, and can even be considered an accomplice.

Faced with such a criminal, Kevin simply couldn't convince himself to let him go, even if it was selfish.

To be honest, the trafficker only had one option in his hands: death.

If you tie him up tightly and then call the police, he will definitely confess to his crimes.

Although he could search for some information online, Kevin had no idea whether a multinational manhunt would occur.

After all, he had seen similar arrest warrants online; there were many of them, and it seemed that there were even people who specialized in handling such cross-border arrests.

As someone who comes from a peaceful country, Kevin finds it hard to accept that he has been wanted for no reason, even if it is a crime that "he" committed.

Kill them, then call the police, and in the meantime, leave the country – that seems to be the best option.

Anyway, he had already prepared a plan beforehand.

Thank goodness for the world, it seems that most countries use the same language and script, at least V5 does.

He didn't care at all, as he already lacked a sense of belonging.

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"

The tall, thin man suddenly roared. He, who roamed the shadows, easily sensed Kevin's murderous intent.

Under such circumstances, he did not hesitate to choose to fight to the death.

Fueled by his will to survive, his energy erupted so violently that Kevin could clearly sense it.

The sudden burst of speed propelled the opponent into his arms at a pace Kevin couldn't react to.

Faced with the sudden situation, Kevin reacted quickly, slamming his elbow down forcefully.

The powerful blow sent the tall, thin man screaming in pain.

But his will to survive left him with only the thought of fighting to the death, and even so he didn't let go. He pushed Kevin and slammed him hard against the shelf.

I felt the pain in my back.

Kevin could only attack downwards with force, using elbows and knees.

The energy strengthened his body, making his melee combat even more threatening.

With a scream, the tall, thin man lost his strength, slid to the ground, coughing up blood, and passed out.

"Phew, it's like a brawl between thugs," Kevin complained, panting.

He felt he should find a martial arts teacher or something to learn real fighting and combat.

They quickly tied up the tall, thin man who had fainted.

Kevin looked at the women who were staring at him in terror.

Then he looked at the blonde twin-tailed girl who had somehow gotten rid of her hair.

He took the phone from the tall, thin man's waist and tossed it to him.

"Call the police, that way you can be rescued."

Without hesitation, Kevin returned to his room and began packing his luggage, preparing to flee.

Fortunately, he was prepared and got everything done in less than five minutes.

He glanced at the situation in the garage, gritted his teeth, and went back.

His sudden appearance terrified the girls who had been relaxing in the garage.

However, Kevin didn't even look at them, and went straight to the tall, thin man who was tied up.

"Faced with scum like this, death is the best punishment. It's alright..."

Kevin muttered a pep talk to himself as he aimed his pistol at the thugs.

"call!"

"boom!"

Ignoring the girls' screams, Kevin quickly left, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

He killed someone.

It wasn't as disgusting as I had imagined, just an overwhelming sense of tension and panic.

They arrived at the dark alley where the car was already prepared and drove away.

In the shadows of the alley.

A young man pushed up his glasses and watched the taillights disappear into the distance.

"What is Master doing? Why did he let him leave?" he asked, puzzled.

The sound of sirens was already approaching in the distance.

Chapter Ten: The Pursuit of Master X

"I feel so relaxed."

Kevin lay on the hotel sofa, sighing contentedly.

Since escaping last night, for some reason, he felt a great sense of relief, as if he had shed a heavy burden.

A bright future awaits him ahead!

"Speaking of which, when is that teacher Jin mentioned arriving?"

Kevin muttered to himself, unable to help but recall the instructions he had given when they parted.

Kim told him that she had found him a teacher, but did not say how to meet him or any other information.

He was simply told that the teacher would come looking for him. Now that he has abandoned his former identity, is it really possible for him to be found?

"Forget it, why bother with all this? They must have their own channels."

Just as he was enjoying a rare moment of peace, there was a knock at the door.

Kevin sprang up and landed right by the door, frowning.

He cautiously looked into the cat's eyes.

The police have arrived?

However, what you see through the cat's eye is an even more terrifying sight.

is her?

Standing outside the door was the blonde twin-tailed little girl who had "met his taste" last night.

She was looking at him with a smile, as if she could see him through the cat's eye.

Why? Why is she here?

Kevin frowned, his thoughts starting to race.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Big brother, open the door! I've come to thank you!"