I'm very interested in the ability to read

Nitro called several numbers that Bisgi had used, but either no one answered or they had been logged out.

could not be reached.

Nitro pondered for a moment, then turned around and made a few more calls, seemingly to the disciples of Shingen Ryu, asking them if they had any news about Bisiki in the past few days, but still found nothing.

"There's really no news."

Nitro hung up the phone. Jing Yang and Xiao Di stared at the old man, watching the other man continue to mutter to himself, "In this case, we can only ask the hunters of the association." He twirled his raised mandibles and ordered to his secretary, Dou Mianren, "Here Crook sent a message and asked her to send a letter to Bisji, saying that the old man, I have been very busy recently and asked her to come back to fight with her. If she agrees, give me a call as soon as possible. "

The bean-faced man tapped on the keyboard and quickly wrote Nitro's instructions into an email and sent it out.

"Crook..." Men Qi wondered, "Is it the 'Youji' who is in the 12th branch of the association with Master Yinda?"

It stands to reason that even the president of the Hunter Association does not have the power to impose compulsory orders on the members of the association. However, except for Haizhu, all the twelve are strong fans of Nitro. A few minutes after the Bean Face Man email was sent out, Crook the Unitary Chicken The reply was sent with a "ding".

Doumianren said: "She said she would send the letter within 10 minutes, but because she doesn't know where Bisij is, there is no guarantee when she will receive it or reply."

Nitro nodded, threw the phone back on the desk, and said to Jing Yang and others: "Now we can only wait."

Xiaodi asked: "What if I still can't be contacted?"

Nitro said: "Then we have to ask the trouble hunters to go out and look for Bisji's traces."

Take action...

Jing Yang complained in his heart, worrying about Hunter Wu Ma, who seems to be a detective? What a professional counterpart from all angles...

"Still can't find it?" Xiaodi asked again.

"You will always find it." Nitro twirled his beard and smiled slightly, "In the world of Nian, it is normal to make something out of nothing, let alone a living person?"

Jing Yang remembered that in the chapter on the president election after Netero's death in the comics, the person responsible for sending letters to all professional hunters around the world inviting them to come to the headquarters to vote was none other than Youji Crook.

…

At the backstage exit of the theater on Broad Street in Youkesin City, Crook took off his makeup, wrapped himself in a coat and came out. He caught a glimpse of the reflections of several camera lenses in the dark, and glared at him unhappily: "If you want to take pictures, be generous. Fang came over for an interview and took sneaky photos. Isn’t it disgusting?”

Under the pressure of her queenly aura, the paparazzi ran away quietly.

Crook conjured a white dove out of nowhere, stroked it twice and whispered instructions, tied a letter tube to its leg, raised his hand, and let the dove fly into the sky, flapping its wings and flying away quickly.

…

Although it was unknown how Youji sent the message to Bisji, who was unknown where he was, but since Nitro trusted her intelligence liaison ability so much, Jingyang and Xiaodi naturally had no choice but to wait patiently.

Before Bisgui's possible reply came, it was... in Nitro's words, playing with him.

The Hunter Association did not originally have twelve branches. Nitro liked to find experts to play with him to relieve his boredom. Over time, there were more seats for the so-called twelve branches in the Hunter Association. It is not so much the small cabinet and small parliament of the Hunter Association, but rather Nitro's twelve exclusive love-matching and playing teams.

Boss Nitro placed an order, and of course Jing Yang happily accepted the order to accompany him.

A banner with the Ten Commandments of Hunters hung on one side of the president's office. Nitro walked over and pressed a button on the wall below. An elevator door opened. Jing Yang quickly followed Nitro in.

The world's number one martial arts master, others who want to be this companion are not yet capable of this.

Xiaodi did everything she could and followed Jing Yang in, then looked at Men Qi outside.

"I want it too?" Men Qi pointed at herself in surprise.

The bean-faced man was no longer surprised and sighed: "The more opponents the president has, the better."

Nitro twisted his beard in the elevator and said with a smile: "If you don't want the old man, me or the two of you to know about your telekinesis ability, you really don't have to force yourself to follow you. It's really not a crime..."

Before he finished speaking, Men Qi had already strode into the elevator.

Looking at Nitro who smiled evilly, Jing Yang thought to himself that Bi Si Ji was right, he was a bad old man with evil intentions.

The elevator door slowly closed and soon fell all the way down.

Directly connected to the underground of the association building?

In the rapidly descending elevator, there was an awkward silence in the small space.

But suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Nitro glanced out of the corner of his eye and reached out to grab the back of Jing Yang's neck, but Jing Yang raised his hand to block it - Jing Yang felt as if he had hit a steel pillar with his raised hand, and the steel pillar quickly turned his palm to catch him. Jing Yang was forced to retreat with his wrist, and Nitro followed up with a bullying kick...

Xiaodi and Menqi stood still, like two doorposts, while Nitro and Jingyang moved between them, trying to show off their moves. Jing Yang was sweating profusely from being entangled, but Nitro became more and more relaxed, chasing after him with a smile.

Just when Jing Yang was trying his best to be shameless and ready to throw the old man over his shoulder, the elevator slowed down and the door opened quickly. Outside the door was a square and empty basement without anything. The furniture is displayed and there is no exercise equipment.

Jing Yang and the other three stepped out of the elevator. The lights in the basement came on. The four walls, ceiling and floor were densely engraved with divine characters. In the middle of the empty basement, there was only a simple volleyball standing still.

"You can play freely here. These divine words can absorb the impact of thoughts, including thoughts, and are not so easy to cause damage."

Nitro walked over, raised his foot, bumped the volleyball, dropped it on his index finger and turned it, "The game is very simple. Take the ball away from me and you win."

No more creativity, right? Jing Yang was speechless.

"Then how can I count you as the president as the winner?" Men Qi asked.

Nitro spun the volleyball and said casually: "If you admit defeat, I will naturally win."

"The bulge-eyed fish,"

Xiaodi raised his hand to reveal a vacuum cleaner, pushed the switch button, and said, "Suck that volleyball over here."

The vacuum cleaner opened its mouth and sucked it in. The amazing suction force covered the volleyball in Nitro's hand.

"Huh?"

Nitro didn't expect this. The volleyball spinning on his fingertips had just been sucked away. He stretched out his other hand like lightning and caught the volleyball that almost flew away. His five fingers were like steel drills, sinking deeply into the volleyball. .

However, the protruding-eyed fish will not stop until it sucks the target in, and the suction force increases sharply again!

boom!

Nitro remained motionless, and a circle of divine characters lit up on the floor beneath his feet. If it were an ordinary ground, the force he put on the ground just now to stabilize his body would have been enough to make two big holes.

The big-eyed fish grinned wider, and the fierce suction filled the entire basement with turbulence. Men Qi even had to hold himself up to resist, secretly looking at the vacuum cleaner that Xiao Di was holding expressionlessly in surprise. .

The vacuum cleaner almost made a rumbling, rumbling sound.

At the center of the swallowing suction vortex, the small volleyball was still held in Nitro's hand. Nitro was as steady as a mountain behind the storm, but the volleyball in his hand was gradually about to collapse. Jing Yang raised his voice and asked: "Volleyball Who wins if it explodes?"

"Ah? This -" Nitro was shocked as if he hadn't expected it, but the next second he smiled, and a ball of white light lit up on his hand. In an instant, the devouring storm in the entire basement suddenly stopped and calm returned.

Look at the volleyball in Nitro's hand again, floating slightly.

Duh.

Nitro flicked his fingers, and the volleyball circled around Nitro and fell back into his palm.

"As expected, little girl, your vacuum cleaner can only absorb dead objects without telepathy." Nitro smiled, "Can the game officially start now?"

Jing Yang sighed, and a ball of energy spread out from his body, transforming into a jade-faced Taoist nun.

Xiaodi held a vacuum cleaner in one hand and several chain saws hanging down from the other.

Men Qi scratched his head, forget it, just attack with bare hands!

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