Hunter: Escape from the Mental Hospital

Chapter 57

"I'm Mr. Grower~And you're my favorite little apple~❤"

Cordis frowned and scolded as he looked at Hisoka in front of him.

"Swinger"

and Hisoka, after hearing Cordiz's scolding, still held his chin and smiled at Cordis in front of him and continued to connect his arms for himself.

Soon the other arm was also connected.

Cordis took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands twice, then prepared to leave.

Of course, it was naturally impossible for Hisoka to let him leave so easily.

A hand blocked the direction that Cordis was leaving.

It seemed natural to hug Cordiz's waist.

"Paipai~ Do you want to have a candlelight dinner with me?"

said Siso's face as he began to lean towards Cordiz.

Just as their faces were only a palm apart, a sharp knife was pressed against Hisoka's jaw.

With a slight push up, Hisoka's jaw will be pierced.

Hisoka was not afraid at all, and still held Cordis and did not let go.

Cordis saw a blank face cut a bloody streak on Hisoka's slender neck from top to bottom.

As the wound appeared, the blood rushed out.

Hisoka smiled helplessly, then let go of a hand that was holding Kodis's waist.

Then he pretended to be sad and said.

"You're too fierce~Paipai~"

Cordis didn't answer, but took out the handkerchief he was carrying with him and wiped the blood off the dagger.

A handkerchief stained with Hisoka's blood was tossed to Hisoka.

Hisoka raised an eyebrow and reached out to take it.

"I'm not going to show mercy if you do it like this next time,"

said Cordiz and left Hisoka's house, slamming the door hard before leaving.

After I went out, I didn't think it was a bit enjoyable.

Kicked the door several more times.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, but even so, Cordis still hadn't forgotten the agreement he had made with Jay and Killua.

Originally, I wanted to go to the same place last time.

But by the time we arrived, it was already closed.

There was no way, Cordis just searched the streets like a headless fly.

At this time, all the shops around the Sky Arena are basically closed.

Just when Cordiz was thinking about whether or not to take the time to visit the nearest small city.

A familiar voice appeared behind Cordiz.

"Long time no see, Cordis"

was a voice that was gentle but full of oppression, and people couldn't help but want to surrender to him.

Even just hearing the sound was enough to terrify Cordis.

Turning his head slowly, the figure of Kurolo appeared not far behind him.

It's just that today, he simply put on a casual suit, and the big back of the last time was also put down, and even the cross in the middle of his forehead was wrapped in a white cloth.

If it weren't for Cordiz knowing Culolo's real age, he might have thought he was just a high school student hanging out outside without coming home from school.

He also seemed to be carrying a black plastic bag in his hand, which was bulging and he didn't know what to put in it.

But combined with the Phantom Brigade's Kurolo, Cordis could only think that it was a freshly cut off enemy head.

Cordis also didn't know why Kurolo had suddenly appeared.

Could it be that he suddenly repented and wanted to snatch the [Fibora Stone] that he had given him before?

That's not going to work, I gave up my reputation to get that gem.

And even if Kurolo asks for it, he can't take it out himself.

It's still some unknown jewelry store!"

Kurolo closed his eyes helplessly as he saw Cordis looking at him with a wary expression, and said with a hint of reproach.

"I thought we were already familiar with each other, but it seems that I thought too much,"

said him, revealing a trace of sadness on his face, and turned to leave.

When Cordis saw Kurolo, who turned around and was about to leave, Cordis was full of self-reproach.

For a moment, Cordis actually felt that he was very excessive.

Kurolo may have just come over to say hello, but he had to be so vigilant.

He even gave himself the Stone of Febola, which he had been longing for for a long time.

Saying this, Kurolo seems to be kind to himself.

Even the ancients knew what it meant to repay kindness.

I was still suspicious of him, shouldn't, really shouldn't!Thinking of Kodis

, he stepped forward and grabbed Kurolo, who was about to leave, and said apologetically.

"I... That's not what it means, we've always been good partners"

And Kurolo didn't turn around quickly when he heard Cordis's words, but slightly hooked the corners of his mouth where he couldn't see.

That's what you're waiting for.

Kurolo casually pulled out of the black plastic bag for a moment.

Just when Cordis thought Culolo was going to pull out something bloody.

Two crème brûlée popped into his hand.

Hand it to Kodis Road.

"I just bought it, and I gave it to the two children in your family"

This remark couldn't help but surprise Cordis, who was stunned for a while before taking the pudding handed over by Kurolo.

Then he asked.

"How do you know?" Could

it be that Culolo is a decent man on the surface, but in fact, he has already turned his back on the pants that he investigated?

"Last time, I saw you buy a lot of small snacks, not for children but for whom,"

Cordis was relieved when he heard this, if an outsider like himself was discovered, he might be sent to some experimental institution for brainwave experiments.

After all, isn't it all played out like this in novels?

Of course, Cordis himself must not be willing, and it would be ugly if he cracked his skull open.

It's okay not to think about it, and this thought automatically conjured up in Cordis's mind that he was knocked open and tied to a chair.

Sure enough, it's ugly.

By this time, it was not early, and the people on the street were almost gone.

There seemed to be only two people on the street, Cordis and Kurolo.

It's like walking around the street and suddenly meeting a teacher, and you wanted to turn a blind eye, but you didn't expect the teacher to rush up to you and talk about your grades.

It's not very good, so to speak.

Cordis can be said to be particularly trying to escape at this time, but he doesn't have the guts.

After all, he still knew what Kurolo was capable of.

Isn't beating yourself the same as beating a little kid.

Just as Cordis was thinking about what kind of reason to slip away.

Kurolo spoke first.

"Kodis, you should know about the auction of Youkexin on September 1st"

Kurolo's voice was still so gentle, looking at Kodis with a smile, although he was asking, but Kololo knew that Kurolo was sure that he knew.

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is not the worst day of traffic every Monday.

It's so sad.

Monday is an unfortunate day.