Hisoka and his existence made the old man feel his incompetence even more...
He followed Abaki to several markets and went into some department stores, stopping and going along the way...
Abaki's personality is relatively solitary, but when there are no acquaintances, she will show some girlish characteristics that match her age.
She likes small animals, and will stop to look at some beautiful scenery.
In this way... unknowingly, it got dark.
"It's already evening... There's nothing else to buy on the list, right..."
The girl carried large and small shopping bags, walked down from an overpass, entered the alley below, and said to herself.
"Let's go back..."
At this moment, some movement suddenly came from the dark corner.
"Hmm?"
Abaki looked in the direction of the sound, frowning.
"Waaaaaah!"
A series of indescribable sounds followed.
Abaki stepped forward quickly, poked her head out from the corner of the alley, and looked at a fork in another narrow path, her face changed suddenly.
She saw a man wearing a trench coat, with a slicked-back hairstyle, and an extremely tall figure, torturing a victim.
The victim leaned against the wall, his upper body completely deflated, splashing a lot of blood on the wall and the ground, but he did not die, as if he still had a breath left...
After hearing the footsteps, the person weakly murmured: "Save me..."
Forcibly crushing a person to death?
This appearance...
Is it the killer maniac John Doe?
Abaki's pupils shrank, she instantly put down the shopping bags, Nen gathered in her hands, attached to the jump rope around her waist, and swooped over: "Stop!"
The jump rope is a tool she uses in circus performances and carries with her at all times.
As she spoke, the rope swung, and the ordinary jump rope was stretched straight in the air, like a steel cable, striking the target.
Seeing this, John just moved his feet slightly and dodged this seemingly fierce whip.
Bang!
The rope head smashed the stone wall to pieces.
Abaki hadn't gotten close yet, and was about to pull back her weapon and do the same again.
But she found that the jump rope couldn't be pulled back, it had been grabbed by John.
Moreover, the other party's strength was obviously above her.
"This is an attack that contains Nen..."
"And he..."
"This killer maniac is also a Nen user!"
At this moment, Abaki's mind was shaken.
Her combat experience is obviously too naive compared to the other party.
In just such a moment of daze, John suddenly bent over and came in front of the girl, ruthlessly hitting Abaki's abdomen with a knee.
"Wah!"
The girl was hit hard and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
The weapon in her hand also fell to the ground.
Abaki collapsed weakly, unable to stand up, and had lost her mobility.
With just one blow, she couldn't hold on!
"It's over!"
Looking up at the killer maniac standing in front of her, looking down at her, the girl's brain went blank.
John slowly bent over, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Abaki.
In the nick of time, a blurry afterimage suddenly came from behind John...
Whether it was the aura or the angle and speed of the attack, it was completely unexpected by this killer maniac.
A streak of blood flew in the air.
A sharp object cut John's left eye.
He reacted at the moment he was injured... If it weren't for this, the sudden attack might have cut off half of his head!
Hisoka landed in a crouching position, holding a blood-stained playing card between his fingers.
He turned his head and looked up, showing the enemy an eerie and strange smile: "Taking a walk? You seem... very happy..."
"..."
John. Doe.
In the next second, Hisoka suddenly bounced up and slashed at the man horizontally with a card.
As if sensing that the young boy in front of him was not easy to deal with, the killer took a few steps back to avoid the attack...
Then, he wandered his gaze over the two of them for a few seconds, and suddenly jumped up, using the building's cover to turn around and escape.
He quickly disappeared into the night.
"Hisoka!"
Abaki supported herself and called out.
Hisoka looked at the direction the enemy disappeared in, didn't chase, but looked at the blood-stained spade A between his fingers, and fell into thought.
"He escaped... that bastard."
"However, his eyes were also injured, he should be caught, right... Hisoka, thank you..."
"Hisoka?"
The girl said, seeing Hisoka stunned, and called out: "What... what's wrong?"
"It's nothing... I just feel that the touch of cutting him was a little unreal." Hisoka came back to his senses and smiled casually, "Let's go."
"Okay."
Then the two picked up their things and walked away.
However, before leaving, Hisoka's eyes glanced at a location intentionally or unintentionally.
"Tch... was I noticed?"
After they disappeared, Oboro's figure was revealed in a dark corner.
He recalled Hisoka's gaze just now... his back felt a little cold.
"Could it be... that this guy, just relying on his familiarity with and application of Nen, has figured out the state of 'Zetsu'?"
Oboro found that the longer he spent time with Hisoka, the more he could feel the horror of this monster.
Without understanding how to use 'Zetsu', he used Nen to block himself, which is difficult for a newcomer like Hisoka to see through.
Unless... the other party has also understood this 'concept'.
"That attack at that moment... the timing of the cut and the search for the lethal point of attack were just right, impeccable. This is still an ungrown Hisoka. With the enrichment of later combat experience and the improvement of abilities..."
"As for Moritonio... his level... is average."
Oboro's mind flashed with the scene he had just seen, and he gave his evaluation.
The fact that the old man didn't notice at the moment Hisoka attacked already explained the problem.
The difference in ability was immediately apparent.
After saying that, he also left the scene of the murder.
...
"John... isn't that the serial killer?"
"Is Abaki okay..."
"The performance is approaching, everyone should be more careful."
When Oboro returned to the base camp, he found that everyone had already returned, gathering in the hall, discussing.
They had obviously heard about Abaki's encounter.
The leader Moritonio was sitting on the sofa, instructing everyone.
From his appearance and state, you couldn't see any clues.
Oboro just said hello and returned to the dormitory.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw that the room was full of water vapor, the bathroom door was open, and Hisoka was lying in the bathtub taking a bath.
Half of his face was submerged in the water, spitting out bubbles.
"Want to join me?"
Seeing Oboro walking to the bathroom door, Hisoka got up and enthusiastically extended an invitation.
Oboro stared at Hisoka, his heart skipped a beat, but his face didn't show any change.
Because... the water in the bathtub seemed to have become different, very viscous... like a gel, completely connected to his arm and fingers in a paste-like manner as Hisoka's palm lifted.
"How long has it been, and his use and understanding of Nen has reached this level?"
"And he figured it out on his own..."
Although he hates Hisoka, Oboro has to admit that this guy is... inhuman!
"Remember to close the door next time you take a bath... I don't want to dirty my eyes."
Oboro said coldly.
"Hehehehe..."
Hisoka's Nen changed, and suddenly, the water flowing on his body returned to normal and fell one after another.
"You were there too, right?"
Hisoka smiled ambiguously and suddenly said.
"We've lived together for so long, I'm very familiar with your aura..."
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