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Chapter 307 Begin③

"Do you know...how I got this scar?"

The red-haired man dressed like a circus clown grinned. There were two obvious scars outside the corners of his mouth, extending to the base of both ears.

The sullen-faced examinee in front of him glared and said, "Why are you whining..." As he spoke, his speech became leaky, and when he opened and closed his chin, he could only open it and could not close it.

His mouth was split open, and two playing cards cut him to the base of both ears, transforming him into a man with a split mouth on the spot.

"Wow!"

The candidates who were watching were in an uproar and looked at him in astonishment.

"Look, it's the same now~" Hisoka said with a smile, and he also pulled his chin down, and he also became a slit man.

This man looked like he was not in his right mind, and all the candidates silently avoided him.

Compared with this kind of mental illness, the sudden deaths of the two candidates discovered this morning actually seemed quite normal.

Jing Yang looked at Hisoka's dignity and felt that it smelled a bit like Orochimaru.

Hisoka took the bloody poker back from the examinee's face, who was holding his chin. He hit his own chin like a magic trick, and the crack snapped shut.

Kurapika could see clearly that there were lumps of "glue"-like air sticking to the top and bottom of the cracks on this man's cheeks that extended to the base of his ears. In other words, the wound on this man's mouth had never healed, and he was just pretending to be with a special air. It's just stuck.

Is it a matter of change?

Kurapika could still calmly analyze that Leorio had seen such an eclectic pervert like Hisoka at some point, and he was so horrified that he was covered in cold sweat - but it might also be because he had a weak stomach after having diarrhea all night.

Batra and his wife frowned and said nothing, while Sisters Little Pink and Little Purple were even more curious about the various candidates in the venue that had been crowded after a night.

Xiaodi noticed that Jing Yang seemed to be a little absent-minded, so he moved closer.

Jing Yang whispered: "I always feel that something is not right..." He stared into the void and saw the amount of death energy on the death energy panel: 7.

"Ma Qi," Jing Yang turned to ask the former spider on the other side, "Last night, there were sneaky killings. Did you clearly see how many were killed?"

Madge folded her hands and looked away, "Why are you asking me?"

"You have good eyesight."

"..." Before Ma Qi could answer, the candidates in front of Jing Yang and others all moved out of a passage. The red-haired scarred man in a clown suit walking from the opposite side - Hisoka obviously also noticed Jing Yang and others, and he raised his voice. He smiled and shuffled a deck of cards in his hands like an accordion.

"He's coming over." Alice lowered her voice nervously and leaned close to Batra.

Blah blah blah, blah blah.

Hisoka shuffled the cards and walked straight towards Jing Yang and the others with a smile on his face, not caring about the spotlight-like gazes of the audience, "I have a new magic trick that I came up with, do you want to see it?"

know?

Kurapika was startled and looked at Jing Yang and Hisoka.

Jing Yang said: "Do you still need to shout one, two, three to start street magic?"

"hehe."

Hisoka narrowed his eyes and smiled, shuffling the playing cards in his hands faster and faster, almost evolving from playing the accordion to pulling ramen noodles. Xiaodi was curious. She focused her eyes and stared carefully. The playing cards slowly slowed down in her eyes. She wanted to see clearly the magician's technique.

But she didn't even see clearly when Hisoka put away the deck of cards, and naturally she didn't even see clearly why Hisoka suddenly had only one card left in his hand.

Hisoka held the card between his two fingers, with the back facing up and the front facing the ground.

"Let me guess... what card it is?" Hisoka slowly raised his hand and pointed the cards at Jingyang and Xiaodi. He said with a smile, "Ah, it's the negative 004 card~"

Is this in playing cards?

Leorio held his stomach and was confused. He, Batra and the others took a closer look at the cards in Hisoka's hand and found that these were more game cards than playing cards.

"-004, repatriation"

"Send targets in the outside world immediately back to Greed Island. 』

Hisoka held up the card and said softly: "Use 'Repatriation'."

Xiaodi was about to raise his hand to transform into a bulging-eyed fish and grab Jing Yang's wrist, but found that after Hisoka's words fell, the "Repatriation" card in his hand did not activate any Greedy Island skill card effects. She and Jing Yang were not sent back to Greed Island.

"What are you pretending to be?" Jing Yang said speechlessly, "The cards with negative numbers are reserved for administrators only. If you want to pretend, don't forget to add this line."

Hisoka turned the card over between his fingers and said with a smile, "It's just a joke~"

He left as if nothing happened. Wherever he went, the crowd of candidates would automatically separate and give way.

Xiaodi asked: "Is his mouth because of that dice?"

Jing Yang said: "Maybe!"

Because of the weird dice on Greed Island, Xiaodi was sent to the basement of the Ferry Branch building where the disaster was contained in V5. He was sent directly to the killer family's lair to beat up their enemies. It was suspected that it was because of Naniga - all of them A place that is inextricably linked to the Dark Continent.

If there is something related to the Dark Continent where Hisoka was struck by the dice... I don’t know what happened to Brother Suo Zi, and he turned into a man with a slit, but at least he is still alive, and even still alive. He has the leisure to use his "frivolous disguise" to show off and bluff people.

"The Island of Greed." Pariston said with a smile, "I see, are the negative cards exclusive to administrators? It seems that the island is a real-life game about various special cards. It sounds pretty good. boring."

"It's not interesting." Jing Yang nodded and suddenly realized, "Where did you come from?"

Still with blond hair, still wearing a crisp suit like a financial man, Pariston turned to look at Jing Yang, with a shy smile on his face: "You still remember me, it's really surprising! It seems that I have left something for you. I’m very impressed!”

"Have we seen him?" Xiaodi asked Jingyang very doubtfully.

Jing Yang said: "It doesn't seem to be that profound. When you fail and fail to pass the hunter exam, I won't even remember what role you are."

Pariston smiled and said: "It's just a hunter exam, there won't be anyone who can't pass it, right?"

He had no intention of controlling his voice. As soon as he said this, combined with his seemingly born smile and tone, he had successfully made the more than 300 candidates present angry.

"Among this year's candidates, there are probably too many plague gods who are not easy to deal with..."

In an inconspicuous corner among the candidates, Dongba was talking to himself with a pale face.

Someone who knew him nearby joked: "What's the matter, new killer, the exam is about to officially begin, why don't you seize the time to attack?"

"You don't look good. Is the new killer being treated as a new killer by others?"

The other old students with ill intentions laughed and laughed, but Dongba was in no mood to pay attention to them.

"What's going on...I didn't drink the special drink. Why do I feel so tired..."

Dongba leaned against the wall, and in a dimension he couldn't see, there was a white kitten the size of a palm lying quietly on his right shoulder and neck.

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In the office of the President of the Hunter Association, there is a laptop on the desk. On the screen is a private email open. The content of the email is an obituary.

"Ryusenryu sect leader Terry Linen=Aguilar passed away..."

Nitro twirled his raised goatee and remained silent. Even Nitro didn't know how many years this veteran on the martial arts path had lived. When Nitro became famous, the other party was already reclusive and famous all over the world like a fairy. Unexpectedly... He was gone, and there were not many familiar faces left. Even Nitro could not help but sigh. .

"President." The bean-faced man pointed to the clock at 9:55 and reminded, "The first exam is about to begin." He held the remote control in his hand and pressed it, and the big TV on the wall biu Suddenly, a real-time picture of three to four hundred candidates bustling in the venue for the first exam appeared.