Full-time Hunter: Decompose and become stronger

Chapter 172

"Feitan, are you scared?"

"It's not a question of being afraid or not. Fei Tan said: "I'm just talking about things, the purpose of our Phantom Brigade is just to become strong. "

"Facing an opponent who is impossible to defeat, forcibly challenge, and even sacrificing the lives of the members of the regiment, this is not in line with the purpose of our establishment of the Phantom Brigade, is it?"

A tense breath was born between the two.

For the scavenger team, Fei Tan didn't have the same obsession as Kurolo, and when he left Meteor Street, he left Meteor Street, and Fei Tan didn't think there was anything wrong with that, and he didn't need to care at all.

Moreover, the last battle had already made Fei Tan realize that the Phantom Brigade would not be the opponent of the Scavenger Squad.

In the entire brigade, Fei Tan felt that there were only a few that could be regarded as combat effectiveness.

Himself, Cullolo, Franklin, Finks.

The rest, not strong.

Although he was haunted by his last defeat to Nobunaga, he realized that Nobunaga was ahead of him and had embarked on a further path.

And Finks will not be Wojin's opponent.

Franklin, it's very difficult to restrain Maggie.

What's more, Feitan doesn't think that Culolo will be Wren's opponent, and even, he doesn't think that Culolo can block Wren, and as long as he doesn't block Wren, then everything is empty talk.

The information on the battle between the scavenger team and the Angolan church, Fei Tan also read it.

Franklin stepped forward.

Pull out a coin.

"The old rules. "

Kurolo looked at the coin in Franklin's hand.

Feitan's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a long time, he finally nodded.

"Positive. "

"The opposite. "

Franklin tossed the coin into the air.

"Ding!"

Fall to the ground.

Kurolo smiled.

"Look, I won. "

Fei Tan snorted coldly and did not speak again.

Now, the Phantom Brigade has renumbered to thirteen.

Kurolo, Fitan, Franklin, Pike Notan, Finks, Knight, Peel Lev, Kubee, Anthony, Shadow, Rivers, Brown, James.

"What's next. "

Kurolo stood up.

"Fiery red eyes. "

"I've got the address of the Kuluta clan's seclusion, and the eyes of that family are very beautiful, worth a lot of money, and they are worth collecting. "

Three days later, Wren finally reached the 200th floor.

At Wren's normal speed, it would certainly not be so slow.

However, Wren put most of his energy on the Dark Sonata, so the progress on the Sky Arena side was delayed a little, and Hisoka was already about to go crazy.

Wren no longer procrastinated.

"After completely solving the matter with Hisoka, I will find a place to concentrate on the use of the Dark Sonata, and at the same time hire someone to collect the remaining Dark Sonata. "

As soon as he reached the 200th floor, Wren filled out a battle application card.

After that, Wren called Hisoka.

"200th floor, I'm here, I've already handed in the battle application card, come here. "

"Okay, right away. "

Wren went downstairs.

Hisoka excitedly rushed to the front desk, filled out the form, and turned it in.

However, in the evening, when the battle relationship was announced, Hisoka's expression froze.

Because, on this day, in addition to Hisoka and Rennes, there are two other people who also fill out the battle application card.

Moreover, these two people are just between Sisoka and Rennes.

That is to say, Hisoka, was cut off.

Sisoka made a phone call to Wren, and the resentment was huge.

I thought that after a year of waiting, it was finally time to taste it, but I didn't expect it to be cut off.

This made Hisoka very uncomfortable.

I can't wait to kill Wren's opponent and his own opponent.

Wren's expression was a little odd.

Last time, when Ren and Nobunaga were fighting, they were also cut off.

Unexpectedly, this time, he was cut off again.

"These rookie killers in the Sky Arena are really bold, and when they choose opponents, they don't know the investigation at all? My last match in the Sky Arena definitely had a record. "

"Or are they taking chances?"

Wren was a little dissatisfied with this beard cutter.

Because, this means, Wren will waste an extra day.

The next day, Wren arrived at the Sky Arena on time.

Enter the venue.

The auditorium is almost all full.

Today, there will be two games in total, the first one, Rennes.

In the second game, it was Hisoka.

The two people who were originally going to be opponents now had to stagger because of the beard cutter.

As the host's voice sounded, Wren looked at the person opposite.

A middle-aged.

He looks to be in his early forties, with short hair and a very muscular body, and he doesn't look like he has been baptized by a newcomer.

"I know you. "

"Wren. "

"You've been in the Sky Arena before. "

"At that time, you bought off your opponent, and it would be so easy to win. "

"That's why, after winning two games, he immediately left the Sky Arena and disappeared. "

"You're doing this just to make money. "

"This time again, do you think this plan will succeed?"

"I saw through you, so I cut you off. "

"No matter what conditions you give, I won't let you, I will defeat you, this is my duty as a martial artist, you this time, just give up. "

When Wren heard this, he understood why there was a beard amputator.

Because, they misunderstood one thing.

A wonderful misunderstanding that made them think that Wren was weak.

If you can win the rookie killer and win Nobunaga, you can buy off your opponent.

Or even partnership to make money.

This made Wren laugh and cry.

"Forget it, you think so, I don't want to say more. "

Wren looked at the referee.

"Start early, I don't want to waste any more time. "

Wren's mind was on the suburban warehouse, the hundreds, waiting for Wren to throw them all into the decomposer of the small animals, compared to that, this ring competition, it is simply not worth mentioning.

The middle-aged man showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Wren, what are you pretending to be so far?"

The referee glanced at the two of them, and then waved the flag in his hand.

"Let's go!"

The audience burst into warm applause.

Wren's thought moved.

"Use the character, Gunner!"

"Float bomb!"

The middle-aged showed a hint of disdain.

"I'm a telepathetic person, just a bullet, and you want to deal with me?"

"Don't think!"

But the next moment, the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly.