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 Xiaodi 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 looked at Secretary Dou
The man in person ordered, "Send a message to Crook and ask her to send a letter to Bisji. Just tell me that I've been very busy lately, old man, and I'd like to see her come back to have a fight. If you agree, call me as soon as possible."
The bean-faced man clicked 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 email from Bean Face Man 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, she can't 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? He is really 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 mind, 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 for the election was none other than Youji Crook.
…
At the backstage exit of the theater on Broad Street in Youxing 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 up 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, he 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, the Hunter Association had seats for the so-called twelve branches. Rather than being a small cabinet or a small parliament of the Hunter Association, it is better to say that it is a Nitro.
Tero’s twelve exclusive companionship teams.
Boss Nitro placed an order, and of course Jing Yang happily accepted the order to accompany him.
There was a banner with the Ten Commandments of Hunters hanging on one side of the president's office. Nitro walked over and clicked on the wall below, and an elevator door opened. Jing Yang quickly followed Nitro in.
He is the world's number one martial arts master. Others who want to be his companions don't know how to do it.
Xiaodi did everything she could and followed Jing Yang in, then looked at Men Qi outside.
"Me 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 more the merrier."
Nitro twirled 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. You really can't do it..."
Before he finished speaking, Men Qi had already strode into the elevator.
Looking at Nitro who was smiling evilly, Jing Yang thought to himself that Bi Si Ji was right, he was a bad old man with bad intentions.
The elevator door slowly closed and soon fell all the way down.
Directly connected to the basement 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 this steel pillar
Zhu quickly turned his palm to grab his wrist, and Jing Yang was forced to withdraw his hand and retreat. Nitro followed closely and stepped on him...
Xiaodi and Menqi stood still, like two doorposts. Nitro and Jing Yang moved between them, trying to show off their moves. Jing Yang was so entangled that he was sweating profusely, but Nitro was on the contrary.
He became more and more relaxed, chasing after me with a smile.
Just when Jing Yang tried his best to be shameless and prepared 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 any traces.
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 turned 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 let your hands and feet 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."
Are you out of ideas? Jing Yang was speechless.
"Then how can we 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 bulging eye 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 bulging-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 pits.
The big-eyed fish grinned even 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 terrifying roaring 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 chuckled, and a ball of white light lit up on his hand. In an instant, the devouring storm in the entire basement stopped abruptly, and calm returned.
Then look at the volleyball in Nitro's hand, 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 telekinesis." 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 holds a vacuum cleaner in one hand and several chain saws hanging down from the other.
Men Qi scratched his head, forget it, just go at it with bare hands!
