Ize Sugi was originally planning to enter the manor to check the situation.

But he saw Leoli outside, and then he saw Kuroro rushing into the manor carrying a howitzer. The scene was so beautiful that he was stunned for a moment.

Izawa Shan heard a constant stream of noisy noises, all of which were the screams of people from Kirshtalia's side.

Apparently, Kuroro's actions also caught the people there by surprise.

When Izawa Sugi finally came to his senses, the police had already rushed into the manor and quickly occupied various important positions.

Ize Shan hesitated for a long time and finally said nothing. He concealed his figure and slipped into the manor.

He felt that everything he wanted to say had already been said by the people on Chaldeas.

I wonder if Chrollo will get so angry after the exam that he will blow up the association building?

When Ize Shan entered the manor and followed the police to the manor lobby, he found that the situation was far more exciting than he had imagined.

Looking at the faces of the people present, Izawa Sugi quickly determined that Hisoka and Illumi had not recovered their memories. What's more interesting is that there were three boys standing behind Illumi, namely Killua, Alluka and Kurt.

Izawa Sugi focused his attention on Alluka's expression.

Alluka kept looking at Killua with worry in her eyes, while Kurt seemed to be daydreaming, not knowing what he was thinking. Killua's face showed fear, anger, and a desire to try that he himself was not aware of.

Ize Shan retracted his gaze and looked up at the ceiling of the hall. Xiao Jie should be hiding inside.

At the same time, Lei Oli's shouting came from outside. The guy said, "I'm a doctor and can save people," and he also sneaked in with the police.

Good fellow, including himself, there are nine candidates gathered here!

They had only been inside the gate for less than a day when the situation took a turn for the worse. Izawa Sugi was ashamed. Perhaps it wouldn't even take five days. These people could finish the game in one day.

While Izawa Shan was daydreaming, Paster, who was possessed by Hisoka, was screaming: "Coward! Coward! Alexander! Can you only rely on these ignorant people to stop me? It's so disappointing and hateful. It turns out that you are just a waiting..."

Before he could finish his words, the blood on the hall floor suddenly condensed into a strange pattern, and black mist rushed over like a living thing.

Paster's expression changed slightly, and then he laughed wildly: "That's it! I knew it would be like this!"

He threw something with his backhand, flames came out, and the black mist retreated immediately, but the mist became thicker and thicker, gradually gathering into a monster resembling a humanoid.

The moment he saw this monster, Ize Shan was stunned. Isn't this Nanika's face?

At the same time, Alluga, who had been looking at Killua, was struck by lightning. He stared at Nanica, his face changed several times, and then his appearance changed.

Alluka thought of Nanica.

At the same time, when Paster saw the humanoid monster, he was not afraid. He had a sharp knife in his hand and rushed towards the humanoid monster.

"Come on! Let me see what you are--Hey!?"

Paster's charge suddenly stopped, and then a shell slammed in from the side window. With a loud bang, the shelling directly shattered the surface of the hall and destroyed the formation on the ground.

Izawa Shan looked sideways and saw Kuroro carrying a howitzer with one foot on the windowsill. Smoke and flames passed by his side, but they could not conceal his powerful figure at all.

"Paster! Today is a good day for you to go to jail!!"

"Ohhh it's Hank!"

Paster looked at Kuroro with an obsessed look, he felt this scene was very familiar, even longing for it, he wanted to have a thrilling fight with Young Master Alexander, but he wanted to have a good fight with the police chief in front of him even more!

Huh? Why is he fighting the police chief?

Forget it, don’t think too much, just do what you want!

Thinking of this, Paster exerted force on his feet and turned to sprint.

"Hank—!"

Kuroro snorted and prepared to fire at Paster who was rushing towards him.

But at the moment he was about to fire, an indescribable sense of crisis arose, as if if he really attacked, he would be in trouble immediately.

Kuroro stopped subconsciously, stepped back with his left foot, and leaned back to avoid Paster's attack.

The next second, Kuroro swung the barrel violently, just in time to block Paster's second attack, and the collision between the blade and the barrel made a clanging sound.

Kuroro suddenly pulled the trigger and the howitzer fired. The shell hit the wall next to it, and Kuroro himself was knocked out by the recoil of the howitzer.

This was completely unexpected for Pastor, and other police officers around him immediately opened fire at Pastor.

Paster dodged quickly, but he only had time to avoid vital parts. He was shot in the thigh and shoulder. He staggered to the ground. The severe injuries on his body were completely unable to suppress the desire in his heart. The stimulation of blood and pain even made him even more crazy.

Ahhhh, it's too familiar, too exciting, too addictive.

It is this kind of excitement of wandering between the gates of death, this kind of joy of fighting madly with unknown enemies, this is what he pursues...

Um?

Paster shuddered.

That's not right, what he pursues is not fighting? What he pursues is the impermanence of life's drama, and what he pursues is seeing the ugliness of human beings in life-and-death crises.

He is a dramatist, he performs life on the stage, and those who die in his hands will perform more interesting and wonderful life dramas in front of him. What he pursues is absurdity and irony, falsehood and fantasy...

Who am I?

Who are you?

At this moment, Paster's expression changed in just a few seconds, and Hisoka finally recalled what had happened.

He is taking the Hunter Exam! This is the third round!!

As they regained consciousness, several police officers rushed over to Hisoka like hungry tigers, trying to tie him up like a dumpling.

Hisoka reflexively moved his limbs to avoid the police's pursuit.

Even though he was shot and was in severe pain, this could not stop Hisoka from performing exceptionally well. Under the astonished gaze of everyone, he used his unfamiliar and flawed body to move like a snake and was about to escape from the police encirclement.

Just when Hisoka was about to escape, another howitzer hit the place where Hisoka was about to hide.

Boom——

Hisoka was blown away.

His body tumbled in the air as if in pieces. Hisoka subconsciously looked in the direction of the attack, only to see Kuroro looking at him with cold eyes.

It turned out that Kuroro had predicted Hisoka's escape route in advance, so he was able to hit the position where Hisoka was about to step into.

“Hahahahahahahaha—”

Hisoka couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It was so interesting. This hunter exam actually allowed him to see such interesting and incredible scenes!

As expected, this is the opponent he is looking forward to the most! As expected, this is the enemy he is racking his brains to fight! Phantom Troupe Chrollo Lucillo, his biggest enemy——

Bang--

It was not known who shot Hisoka, perhaps a police officer, a mercenary hiding in the dark, or more likely the remaining candidates who had heard the noise and gathered around.

In short, tiny bloodstains appeared on Hisoka's chest, and the next second, his consciousness gradually turned black, and death seemed to be approaching.

No, I don't want to die.

With this thought in mind, Hisoka began to exert his body madly, wanting to use his omnipotent mind.

But Paster did not open his mind, and this body had no life left, so Hisoka's consciousness sank, and when he regained consciousness, the mental power around his body suddenly exploded.

With a loud bang, a spirit particle transmission frame located in Chaldeas was destroyed.

Hisoka stood in the transporter room with murderous intent. He looked at the other transporter frames and white walls that were still in operation, and his expression froze.

The door opened with a click, and the association's president, Netero, walked in with his hands behind his back.

"Yo, you're back? Congratulations on passing the third exam."

He waved to Hisoka and said, "Come here. Although you have passed, others are still taking the exam. Don't delay their exams."

Although Hisoka wanted to have a thrilling fight right away, he looked at the entanglement on Netero's body and silently suppressed his desire for battle in his heart.

...He wanted to fight, but he didn't want to be beaten like a punching bag.

"President, what's going on?"

"As you can see, this is the third exam."

Netero brought the awakened Hisoka back to the integrated control room. Looking at the negotiation between Kuroro and Illumi on the big screen, Hisoka was full of question marks.

"Wait, Chrollo and Illumi didn't remember their memories? So we're still role-playing now?"

A little too late, Hisoka suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, Police Chief Kuroro!"

Without saying a word, he took a photo of the big screen and sent it to the hero.

The knight replied almost immediately: ???

Hisoka ignored the knight's questioning. He turned off his phone, looked around, and went to the side of Sachi, the examiner of the first exam.

"Mr. Examiner, is it true that the criterion for passing this exam is to recover memory?"

Saze replied: "Not really. If you don't remember who you are before you die, you will remain in the past forever."

After hearing this, Hisoka suddenly felt a little scared.

If it weren't for Kuroro's shot, he probably wouldn't have woken up. If he had died in such a miserable way, it would have been too funny and too absurd.

"The third exam is the most dangerous."

Kurapika leaned against the wall and said quietly, "So we must select candidates who have an intuitive reaction to telekinesis or have good luck in the second round, otherwise they will die in the third round."

While a few people were chatting, a new situation emerged at the scene on the other side.

After Pastor's death, Chief Kuroro went to negotiate with Alexander, the owner of the manor.

Kuroro hopes that Young Master Alexander will go with him to the police station to take a statement and discuss the matter, but Young Master Alexander totally despises the so-called police chief.

"The mayor has to bend over in front of me."

In Alexander's opinion, the police department relies on taxpayers' taxes to survive, and who is the big taxpayer? It's the mining company under his name!

He is the boss behind the police station, but the chief actually asked him to go to the police station to speak? What was he thinking?

"This money will be your police fee."

Young Master Alexander tore a check and threw it to Kuroro. The piece of paper spun in the air and landed lightly at Kuroro's feet, stained with blood.

Then Young Master Alexander turned and walked towards his younger brothers.

"You guys destroyed my manor and I have to spend money to repair it. It's a headache."

Little did he know that Kuroro lowered his head, staring at the check at his feet, and fell into silence.

What a familiar feeling, he thought, it was this kind of contempt and disapproval that was inadvertently revealed. He seemed to have experienced it and felt it personally, and even been soaked in anger.

For this reason, he once vowed to drown all evil, and even become the greatest evil, to control the bastards hiding in the gray area.

Is he the chief of police?

No, he is Chrollo Lucillo from the Phantom Troupe!