Chapter 246 Fighting the Landlords

If human beings are excited, they will show it through their demeanor and body, whether it is obvious or subtle, there are traces to follow.

Hisoka is a different kind. When his emotions flood into the river, there is no need to track him down, not to mention his demeanor and limbs, the aura that spreads from his body through the increase of thought power.

It's like... hormones that have condensed into a solid body.

He never concealed his posture when he was excited, and he was never willing to suppress the outburst of emotions. The kind of...interest provoked by desire was clearly expressed to Luo through his aura.

Around Hisoka, the contestants were like puppets manipulated by strings. Following the established trajectory, they performed as they should, and moved away from Hisoka one after another.

They don't know what the so-called thoughts are, and what is the aura that can express emotions. At that moment, they only know that Hisoka has become very dangerous.

Being able to detect danger is not because they have a keen sense of smell like a beast, but because Hisoka magnifies the dangerous breath to the extreme.

For a brief moment, Hisoka's surroundings were empty, and only he sat there alone, and then looked at Luo.

"gross…"

Nobunaga shuddered, because the aura that spread over was filled with deformed emotions, but he just put his hand on the handle of the knife, and did not move after that.

Madge's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her gaze towards Hisoka gradually cooled down. The emotions in this aura are good, she doesn't care at all.

However, she couldn't allow it to be mixed with malice.

Because, this trace of malice was not aimed at her, but at Luo.

squeak…

With a cold expression on her face, she quietly pulled out the thin thread, expressing her winter-like killing intent, only aimed at Hisoka.

Madge was overreacting, but that's how she should behave.

Whenever she showed any fangs that threatened those close to her, she would unceremoniously pull out those fangs, even if she committed a heinous crime, just like a tigress protecting a calf.

This kind of short-sighted behavior is normal for people on Meteor Street.

For those who accept and agree with, regardless of whether that person is right or wrong, they will stand on the same front without hesitation.

Compared with Maqi's aggressive performance, Sambika and Bharat were better, but they looked at Hisoka with vigilance. Once Hisoka made any moves, they would definitely take action.

"Well, all of them are like that..."

Hisoka's eyes were bent to the extreme, and the small eyeballs reflected the figures of Luo and the others, trembling slightly.

He enjoys the icy murderous intent of Macky, Nobunaga's subtle waiting for an opportunity, and the claws and claws of Sambika and Bharat as if they were wary of small animals.

These signals-like responses were received by his antennae nerves, so that there was an obvious response in the lower body.

Among all the people, Luo was the only one who was so calm. When he looked at him, the emotion revealed in his eyebrows and eyes was like looking at an insignificant trouble.

Hisoka watched Luo's reaction quietly, and then slowly restrained his aura, and the boiling emotions gradually subsided.

He never suppressed his emotions, even if he wanted to suppress, he had to find another outlet.

not the right time yet…

Thinking like this, he restrained his aura.

If you want to find pleasure in Luo, it is not at this moment, not at this place, but at a higher place above your head.

As a result, he not only restrained his aura, but even shifted his gaze to look at the boring battles in the sixteen arenas below, as if what happened just now was an illusion.

Everything came so suddenly and disappeared so strangely, like a psychopath.

Seeing that Hisoka was so inexplicable, Nobunaga's hand on the handle of the knife slowly moved away, and the thread drawn by Maqi turned into thought power and disappeared, but his brows were still slightly frowned, and Sambika and Bharat suppressed the fluctuation of thought power on their bodies. Back to the state of entanglement.

After a moment of turmoil, the atmosphere returned to calm.

Luo, who was always calm, sighed softly. He felt that Hisoka's contrasting performance was more like a calm storm.

However, the current him is not afraid of this so-called storm, or in other words, the existence of Hisoka no longer has the qualifications for him to be vigilant enough.

To put it bluntly, the current Hisoka may not even reach half of An Tongmu's strength.

After all, Hisoka and Maqi have not yet ushered in the period of rapid growth, and they still have a long way to go before the plot begins.

Seeing Hisoka suddenly stop, Luo looked away, turned his head to look at Ma Qi and Nobunaga, and asked, "Have you all signed up?"

"Yes." March and Nobunaga nodded at the same time.

Luo rubbed his forehead and said, "Are you infected by Wojin? He didn't come, but you came instead."

"Wojin is here too." Nobunaga stretched out his thumb and pointed to the passage behind.

"What about others?" Luo looked towards the entrance of the passage.

"When I came here, something happened at the registration office. I don't know why. Those who were going to sign up got into a mess. Wo Jin thought that was the way to sign up, so he ran to join in the fun." March glanced at the silent Sambika, explained.

Not far away, Hisoka was facing the ring below, and a red arrow was hanging above his head, pointing at him.

Everyone didn't know that the commotion was caused by Hisoka's stretching and free love, and they continued to chat.

"That guy is really..." Luo shook his head slightly, and then asked: "Is the regiment okay now? You are so free, and you came to sign up."

"I just ransacked the Santa Maria Museum some time ago, and I'm on vacation now." Nobunaga scratched his cheek.

Ma Qi suddenly knocked Nobunaga's ribs with his backhand elbow, making him look at Ma Qi suspiciously.

The action of the spiders... has finally begun.

Luo thought silently.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the entrance, it was Wo Jin.

He came from the entrance, yelling at them, while striding forward.

"Ro."

Wo Jin walked over, gave Luo a hug excitedly, and then let go, but put his hands on Luo's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Come down with me for a fight."

Luo slapped Wo Jin's hand off angrily, and said, "Do you only think about fighting?"

Wo Jin said seriously: "There is still something to eat."

"Okay, let's wait until you finish the first game. The bottom-level contestants are basically ordinary people. Don't overdo it." Luo reminded helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of exclamation in the venue. Looking at the sound, he saw one of the sixteen rings below. Hisoka was standing on it, while his opponent was lying on the ground without any trace. silent.

A poker card was deeply embedded in that person's forehead.

The referee looked in horror at Hisoka, who was playing poker in his hand. After all, he was someone who had seen the scene. He calmly took out the machine, printed a note representing the pass, and handed it to Hisoka.

After getting the note, Hisoka did not go to the exit, instead, under the gaze of the audience, he returned to the auditorium and came in front of Luo.

There was still a lingering murderous aura on his body, but his expression was very calm.

Ma Qi's reaction was provoked by Hisoka again, and they stood beside Luo as if protecting them.

Luo's reaction was very flat. He looked at Hisoka and suddenly asked, "Do you have enough playing cards?"

Hisoka was taken aback for a moment, then said, "That's enough~"

"Well, then give me a pair." Luo stretched out his hand towards him, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and reminded: "There must be big and small ghosts."

Hisoka pinched his chin and asked doubtfully, "What do you want playing cards for?"

"Fighting the Landlord." Luo replied.