"I'm very sorry, this chocolate ice cream will have to wait until the afternoon at the earliest..." the waitress behind the ordering counter said, "Children can try other flavors of ice cream in our store, strawberry, mango, warm.
Yangcola, tropical and colorful, all kinds of flavors are delicious!”
"No, I like chocolate flavor." Killua was a little depressed.
At this moment, another waitress serving in the dining area came over, holding the chocolate ice cream he had been thinking about all morning.
Killua stared at the other person with dead eyes, and his eyes gradually became surprised, because the waitress came straight towards him, handed the cup of chocolate ice cream to him, and said with a smile: "Little brother, this is that
The two guests over here gave it to you." As she said that, she turned back and pointed.
Killua took the chocolate ice cream and looked along. Jing Yang smiled at him over there and made a scissor hand gesture.
"What a strange person..."
As a young genius who has been trained to be a cruel killer since childhood, Killua is very good at judging a person's strength and weakness. It is this ability that has allowed him to compete in the sky competition for the past two years at the age of 6 to 8 years old.
Throughout his playing career, he was like a fish in water and had almost no injuries.
But this person makes Killua unable to feel the depth, as if he is a black mist, whose breath cannot be grasped, touched or guessed.
If he were to meet such a person in the sky arena, there is a high probability that Killua would not compete with him on the same stage. He is a killer, not a martial artist. If he gives an opponent that he is not sure about, he will use a killer.
To solve the problem in a different way, to choose a head-on fight in the ring, that would be a strange thing...
Killua looked at the chocolate ice cream given by the person in his hand.
"Is it poisoned?"
Killua showed a smile. He had been eating poisons since he was a child, and his body has long been immune to poisons. If you have such an idea, then you are miscalculated.
He happily took a big spoonful and put it into his mouth. The delicious chocolate and the silky texture of the ice cream instantly swept over his taste buds and went straight to his forehead...
Um?
Killua was eating and found a card under the cup.
I raised my head and glanced at the person, who pointed down and made a gesture of opening it.
Killua opened the card and saw a short line of text written on the paper, which made his pupils shrink suddenly.
"I opened the second door of trial. What about you?"
…
Xiaodi was still studying the photo that Jing Yang found just now, recalling when and where they took the photo of a passerby from the Luta tribe in a cave with yellow hair.
Bang, an empty cup was placed on their table.
Xiao Di turned her head and saw that the person coming was the white-haired boy whom Jing Yang seemed to be a little concerned about.
The look of anger...should be that of an ordinary person. Xiaodi glanced at the anger all over Killua's body, then stopped paying attention and continued to look down at the photo.
Killua, on the other hand, muttered to himself, had he eaten too much ice cream and chocolate recently, and had his senses become less sensitive? How come this woman was like this man, making it difficult for people to see the truth?
"I thought you were going to poison it." Killua put his hands in his pockets, raised his head slightly, and looked directly into Jing Yang's eyes, "The poison may be used as an ingredient, so it might taste better."
Jing Yang smiled and said, "Isn't that why you took the initiative to come here?"
He pointed to the remaining card in the empty cup.
"Of course, I'm only 8 years old, and delicious food is more important." Killua glared, "Have you been to my house?"
Jing Yang said: "Kokulu Mountain is a tourist attraction, so there's nothing strange about it if you've been there."
Hearing Jing Yang talk about Kukulu Mountain, Xiaodi raised her head again and her attention was attracted.
Jing Yang patted the seat next to him. Xiao Di stood up and left the opposite seat, sat down next to Jing Yang, moved the pile of newly developed photos to the front, and then looked at the white-haired boy curiously.
Listening to the exchange between Jing Yang and him, this white-haired boy is a member of the family of killers who beat enemies and guests in Kukulu Mountain?
Killua glanced at the vacant seat and said to Jing Yang: "It's been almost a year since I left home for travel (actually it's not travel, and it's been almost two years), and I don't remember that I have casually revealed my personal information.
Identity. It is even more impossible for my family members to disclose my information to outsiders casually. Do you know me?"
His expression remained unchanged, but doubts arose in his heart. Even if someone pushed open the door of trial and entered the Kurulu Mountain, at most they would only be received by the housekeepers. He rarely left home before he was 6 years old. He was killed by his father two years ago.
It was thrown into the sky arena until now. It stands to reason that it is impossible for a stranger to recognize that he is a member of the Beating Dike family at a glance. But if he does not recognize himself, it is impossible to give him that kind of card and note.
Jing Yang smiled and said: "Anyway, we know each other now. You can call me Zhen Yuanzi. I have just reached the 70th floor of the Sky Arena. What about you?"
What do you mean, we know each other now? Killua said: "I am Killua. Have you really opened two doors of trials?"
When I left home two years ago, I couldn't even push the first door open! If it hadn't been like this, it wouldn't have taken me two full months to get to the 150th floor of the Sky Arena.
Jing Yang's smile became even deeper when he heard this, and he stretched out his hand to signal to his opponent, "You don't believe it? Let's test your wrist. We'll know after you try it."
Arm wrestling?
Killua thought for a while, "That's okay."
He is an expert and bold person. He is not afraid of eating poison as food. His body has been tempered for a long time. He can't electrocute himself even if he touches the switch. Ordinary assassination methods have no effect on the seedlings cultivated by his family, a top killer.
It has no effect. Naturally, I am not afraid of whether the guy opposite has any other plans.
Killua jumped onto the opposite seat and stretched out his right hand.
Jing Yang also stretched out his right hand and shook his hand, "Xiao Di, count to three, two, one."
Killua looked at him, and as soon as he shook hands, he could feel that this man's wrist strength was really good. In his heart, he already believed three points of what he said about opening the door to the trial in his family, so he held his breath and concentrated even more.
Be prepared to wait.
Xiaodi raised her hand and said: "Three, two, one."
"Hey!"
Killua used his right arm to exert force, but found that the opponent's arm seemed to be welded to the table and did not move at all.
A tic-tac-toe popped up on Killua's forehead. He didn't want to give in easily, so he used the killer's special move. His entire right arm seemed to have grown thicker out of thin air. The muscles in his originally seemingly thin arm bulged, even with Jing.
The palms that Yang held became terrifying, and veins were spread all over the skin. It seemed that he could feel the blood rushing rapidly in the blood vessels, delivering a huge force to his arms that could crush stones and crack monuments.
What makes Killua happy is that the guy opposite is no longer calm and composed. It can be clearly seen that he is also clenching his right hand and tightening his right arm to increase his strength, indicating that he has forced out the opponent's strength.
But Killua was equally frustrated because he had tried his best, but he only managed to force the other party to become serious.
Killua gritted his teeth, his thick and vein-covered arms trembling slightly as Jing Yang pressed him down little by little towards the table on the right.
boom!
The back of Killua's right hand touched the table.
"I lost!"
Killua took out his hand with a look of displeasure on his face and shook it hard. The strength and ferociousness that he had just a moment ago suddenly diminished and returned to its original state.
Xiao Didi was stunned, raised her glasses, and observed curiously.
Killua suddenly found that there was a ball of jam on the palm of his right hand, and his face suddenly turned green, "Why is there still jam on your hand? Wow, it's so dirty..."
Jing Yang took out a tissue and gave it to him, and said with a smile: "Do you believe this? Are you also competing in the Sky Arena?"
Killua wiped his palms with a tissue, "Yeah, tomorrow at noon, on the 190th floor, will be my last game (actually not). Do you want to come and watch? If I win that game, it's almost time for me to go home (
In fact, I don’t want to go home at all).”
Xiaodi asked doubtfully: "Aren't you going to go above the 200th floor?"
Killua said calmly: "I'm homesick (not actually). That's it, bye."
He jumped off the seat and left without looking back.
"Damn it, it's so powerful. It's more powerful than all the guys above level 100!"
Killua's face darkened as soon as he pushed the door open and went out.
"Isn't it just him? Does the woman next to him also have this kind of strength?"
"It's so irritating! I almost couldn't control my desire to kill someone..."
…
After Killua left, Xiaodi turned to look at Jing Yang. When he lowered his head, Jing Yang was wiping the jam on his palm with a tissue.
Although the jam was smeared, it could still be vaguely seen that it was originally a five-pointed star symbol.
Even though Xiaodi and Jingyang were so familiar, she didn't notice when and how he drew the pentagram symbol with jam on his palm in advance.
"Do you think he just said a few truths?" Jing Yang asked, seeing Xiaodi looking at his hands, he couldn't help but smile, "What's wrong?"
Xiaodi asked curiously: "Why didn't it succeed?"
She didn't care at all that Jing Yang wanted to put a star mark on a strange young man.
What surprised her was that Jing Yang's ability was not successful.
That white-haired killer boy clearly didn't even master the basics of telekinesis, so it was impossible to guard against Jing Yang's operational abilities.
Jing Yang also said thoughtfully: "That's true. Then eliminating all the impossibilities, there is only the only possibility left."
Xiaodi said in surprise: "He has been controlled by another operating system ability user?"
"Maybe." Jing Yang said, "It's impossible for parents to just leave their children running around, right? There have to be some protective measures. This is the young master of the killer family! Maybe we just talked to him
When he made contact, there were some killers secretly protecting him in the darkness outside the window, watching closely..."
Xiaodi nodded suddenly.
In addition to this statement, Jing Yang speculated on another greater possibility - Killua may have had a mind needle implanted in his forehead.
Killua's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Kampong family, a telepathic user of the manipulation system, Ilmi = the telekinesis ability of Kampung.
The operating system must win first, and only if Ilmi's operating system telepathy needle is implanted in Killua's forehead can it be possible for Jing Yang's operating system ability star to fail to take effect...
"But the killer should be very keen." Xiaodi was doubtful again, "You obviously wanted to control him, didn't he realize the crisis?"
Jing Yang reached out and pinched her soft cheeks, "That can only mean that I have no ill intentions. Doesn't it?"
"Then why did Jingyang want to mark him..." Xiaodi had her cheek pinched and her words were a little too muffled.
Jing Yang let go of his hand, "How should I say..."
Xiaodi rubbed her cheek. Jing Yang organized his words and said: "There was once a person who I marked, and I instantly gained his language ability. I guessed at the time that this was because the mother tongue had been internalized into that person's language.
Instinct, so when he was controlled by me, I naturally mastered his instinct... So I thought, if I do the same thing to a person who has mastered killer skills to perfection, maybe I can learn a lot in an instant.
Killer technology.”
"I don't really want to control him as a puppet. If I can successfully learn the killer technique, I can erase the mark immediately." Jing Yang said, "In addition, he himself doesn't understand reading. This will not trigger it.
His killer instinct, right? Then he’s not invincible, does he have his own radar..."
After all, it was about beating the enemy Killua, not Killua Haibara.
There are also differences between radars.
Killua has not yet entered the realm of Nian, and even if he is well-trained as a killer, his abilities have limits.
"Oh..." Xiaodi suddenly realized, "Then I'll go catch him back. Seeing as he's not very powerful, he should be able to subdue him easily, and then find a way to remove the existing operations on him."
"Sit down, sit down!" Jing Yang grabbed her, "They say I mean no harm."
Xiaodi sat back beside him obediently and heard him mutter: "Besides, we can't beat the person behind Killua..."
This is the point, right?
Xiaodi looked at him.
"What are you looking at?" Jing Yang pinched her cheek again, and it felt really good. He smiled and said, "Okay, the young killer or something is just a sideshow, let's continue with our own business."
"Okay." Xiaodi pulled out the photo of the Luta tribe in Huangfa Cave that was accidentally taken, "Why does Jing Yang want to find this person?"
Jing Yang said: "Everyone of the Kuluta tribe was killed by the Phantom Troupe. I'm afraid this one is the only one left. Is it miserable? I'm asking you, is it miserable?"
Xiaodi blinked.
Jing Yang smiled and said: "I guess the spider we left on Greed Island is dead. As for Liang Zi, we have formed a relationship with the Phantom Troupe. The enemy of our enemy is our friend. This Kuluta clan,
He must also hate the Phantom Troupe deeply. If so, then he is our natural ally."
Xiaodi nodded.
Jing Yang added: "Besides, our great Dawn of Dawn only has the two of us as members, so it's a bit awkward."
"This third member will decide him!"
Snap, he pointed his finger at Kurapika's profile at the edge of the photo.
…
After walking out of the restaurant, Xiaodi asked: "But, how can I find it?"
"Well, I have my own clumsy plan." Jing Yang said with a smile, "Let's go buy some props first."
On the way, Xiaodi suddenly thought of something and said curiously: "If we want to recruit new members of the organization, the 'young master who beats up the enemy' as you mentioned seems to be a good candidate."
Jing Yang said silently: "You also said that I am a young master, how could I be easily persuaded to join us?"
Xiao Di nodded and said, "Oh. Jing Yang has his sights set on the Kuluta clan, but he has no choice, so he is more likely to agree to us."
Jing Yang rubbed both sides of her cheeks with his palms and laughed loudly: "Xiao Di, you tell the truth like this, it makes people want to kiss you."
Xiaodi blinked innocently.
Jing Yang controlled, controlled, and controlled again... I was sorry that I couldn't control it, so he gave her a smack on the cheek.
"Besides, even if you want to trick an enemy into joining the organization, why should you recruit a brat? Instead of looking for Killua, I might as well be bolder and go directly to his high-end version... There are ready-made complete
The body can be used, why do you need to make a juvenile version?"
"Who is the perfect person?"
"His biological father..."
"Oh...that one is more difficult, right?"
"Isn't it okay to think about it?"
"Right."
"So don't be in a hurry. Let's develop first! Get rid of the Kuluta clan first and then make plans."
"Um."
Jing Yang was muttering all the way. Xiao Di walked with him, nodding in response from time to time.
The two of them walked on the street, their hands holding each other's hands unconsciously, and soon found a supermarket and went in.
