Ignoring the defensive blow, I was dropped to the ground.

Yuyuko, who had been playing soy sauce on the side for a long time since just now, withdrew her pink fist and said in a daze: "Although I don't know why, I always feel that you are very underwhelmed." ”

In this way, after my unfortunate death, the first war between the harem and the palace ended, congratulations, congratulations.

In the dense jungle, in a huge tree pit, the sweaty hunter protagonist, a 12-year-old hedgehog-headed boy known as Uncle Gang. Riches was gasping for air, listening to the wind and grass around him with all his might, looking nervous, as if he was being chased by some terrible being.

Uncle Gang's hands were all clenched, and in his right hand was his most cherished weapon, the top-level artifact fishing rod that opened the light. In his left hand, however, he was holding a number plate tightly...... The number plate belonging to number 44, the murder magician Hisoka.

And less than a hundred meters away from the tree hole, a figure wearing high heels walked out slowly, it was the murderous magician Hisoka with a strange cold smile on his face. He fiddled with a stack of playing cards in his hand, rummaging through them, and an obscure aura called ominous permeated his body.

"Yo~~~! It's really a very green little apple, these days, my attention has been focused on the mysterious apple that I don't know the taste, but I didn't notice that there is such a delicious green fruit next to me......"

The killer magician Hisoka stopped and said aimlessly as if to the air: "It's perfect to be able to catch the flaw that I revealed when I killed someone, hide my murderous aura in my murderous aura, and use a fishing rod to take away the number plate on my body from a distance...... Is...... Full marks......"

"But ......" Hisoka's face showed a look of regret, "If I don't take back my number plate, it will be really troublesome, and I don't want to do it again for a boring exam game like this." Well, even though it's a pleasure to be able to find so many growing green apples and ripe red apples this time. But next time...... Who knows......"

"All in all, I want to take back the number plate that belongs to me in your hand, but if I take this game too seriously, then it will be too unfair to you...... Well, so let's ...... I don't use any special abilities, I just play a 'normal-level' game with you, if you can successfully win and escape from my hands, the number plate will be my prize for you, of course, if you are caught by me, in addition to returning the number plate to me, I will also cut off one of your arms. How? ”

Silently listening to the magician's "rules of the game", Uncle Gang's eyes lit up in the dark, and in addition to being full of nervousness, there was an irrepressible ...... Excited......

This is a love and killing game between the killer magician Hisoka, who is the boss of the evil party, and the first protagonist of the hunter world, the hedgehog-headed boy Uncle Gang.,As for the result,Who knows.。

Time passed slowly.

Finally, the last day of the exam deadline has arrived. On the small harbor pier, there were a few depressed people, these were hunter candidates who had been disqualified by others because they had seized their number plates, but in a way, they were a lucky group, because they were still alive after all, and there was still a chance, and more than fifty percent of the thirty-four hunter candidates who first stepped into the jungle of this island had been sleeping on this island forever.

Naraku and I made our way to the harbor dock and waited for the Hunters' Guild boats.

At the small harbor pier, I saw Ultraman Leoli and Kurapika, two good friends, who had completed their mission before us.

"Yo, Kurapika, Leoli, long time no see, have you completed your mission?" I smiled and accosted me.

"Well, it's very smooth, snatching candidates is not a strong person." Kurapika saw my presence and nodded.

Leoli rubbed his head with a big grin and said, "My number plate is really thanks to Kurapika, and I'm lucky not to run into that dangerous guy from Hisoka." ”

"Yo-yo...... Is it me that dangerous guy you're referring to~~~ ? While we were talking, a strange voice suddenly came, and then a figure spun out from behind the tree.

There is no doubt that the only person who can say such things is the death magician Hisoka. I saw that he was covered in rags, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of slight injuries to his flesh and skin, but he had a sly smile on his face, and he didn't look like a wolf at all.

Kurapika and Ultraman Leoli are close enemies, and Ultraman Leoli even pulls out his folding knife and points it at Hisoka.

As soon as Hisoka raised his hand, he threw a large "thing" over, and Kurapika took it casually, and suddenly it was Uncle Gang, who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face. He looked miserable, but he seemed alive.

"I'm so happy, what the hell is going on with this hunter's exam, the little green apples are popping up one by one......" Hisoka clapped his palms and nodded violently with a smiling face, as if he was very happy.

"Although this little apple lost in the game with me, but as my compliment to him, well, I decided to give him the number plate, but ......"

"I'm looking forward to your growth."

As he said these words, Hisoka's hand kept playing with a playing card, and his face was filled with a thick layer of killing intent that could not be dissolved.

"Who the hell made the gang hurt like this?" At this time, Killua, the little killer of the enemy family, also came to the harbor dock, and seeing the tragic situation of his good friend, this white-haired young man was scanning the few people present with a cold gaze containing murderous intent.

At this time, Uncle Gang looked really miserable, although his injuries were indeed not severe, and his life was not in danger, but a face could only be described as miserable, a bit like a bun that had been beaten hard.

"It's me......" Before anyone else could accuse him, Hisoka had already stepped forward and turned himself in. And the way he looked at Killua was also extremely ill-intentioned.

Although Hisoka is reluctant to attack an opponent with growth potential, eager to wait for the opponent to grow to the apex before abusing him, but when his killing intent reaches a certain limit, Hisoka, who is desperate to kill in his heart, will unconsciously "lower" the killing standard.

And the Killua in front of you is undoubtedly a very good choice...... At this moment, the cold murderous aura emanating from Hisoka's body caused half of the birds in the forest to soar into the sky.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out.