"Reaper Allen..."
Razor narrowed his eyes and handed over Allen's name and nickname accurately.
Obviously, he is different from the prisoners who have been trapped here for many years. He has channels to communicate with the outside world and knows what has happened in the outside world recently. His whole expression has become serious and dignified.
Allen undoubtedly noticed this and asked with interest, "Do you know me?"
Razor nodded slightly. "Of course! Is there any wanted criminal in the world who is not afraid of Death. Although I am serving a sentence to a certain extent, your appearance still makes me feel a little nervous."
"Death?"
An inmate wearing Clown Hat had a puzzled expression on his face.
"Ah! Reaper Allen! In just half a year, he has arrested more than a thousand wanted criminals, including many dangerous elements above Class B and A. Even a vicious guy like Phantom Troupe has been arrested Completely uprooted. The most important thing is that no one who was targeted by him could escape, they all died and were swallowed by the huge red Nen Beast." Razor explained casually.
Gudong!
Hearing these words, the criminals who came to serve at Greed Island through exchange could not help but show panic or fear.
Because they are not sure whether they will be killed and eaten directly like the fat man.
Seeing the nervous look on the other side, Allen couldn't help but smile and comfort him, "Relax, my current identity is not a reward Gold Hunter, I'm just a player. I come here to win card No. 002 - One Tsubo of Coastline, that's all. What's more, this is Jin's territory. Out of respect for my seniors, I will act according to the rules."
"Huh?! Have you seen Jin?" Gon's eyes widened in surprise.
"Yeah! I met him not long ago. That guy always gives people the feeling that he has everything under control. As an opponent and an enemy, I'm afraid it would be quite difficult." Allen admitted openly without hiding anything.
"Then... where is he now?" Gon asked excitedly.
It is not difficult to tell from those serious and persistent eyes that he is not so much looking for his father and the family love he has never obtained, but rather on a hunt.
And the prey happens to be an unknown creature that can be called "father".
Allen shrugged helplessly. "Sorry, I don't know. Because a prodigal like Jin will never stay in one place, let alone give up the pursuit of more unknown and interesting things for the beautiful scenery in front of him. Regarding this, I think the game administrator who has worked with him should know best."
"Hahaha! You're right! Jin is that kind of person!"
Hearing someone commenting on Jin, Razor couldn't help laughing, as if he recalled the experience when the two worked together.
And when the Greed Island game design was completed, this bastard threw the mess to the rest of the production team and went off to seek new adventures and excitement.
"Can you tell me more about Jin?" Gon asked excitedly.
Razor responded without thinking, "Of course! But the premise is that you have to defeat me first. Next, let's skip the testing phase and get straight to the point, which is also the last game - dodgeball. The rules are very simple, that is, try your best to clear the opponent's people from the infield. The team that does this first is the winner. In addition, the game adopts a rebound rule, and each team has the right to be revived once."
The words just fell!
He directly activated his Nen abilities and instantly created a large number of extremely intelligent puppets, including a referee.
As a Emission type Nen user, being able to train the farthest Conjuration type and the nearby Manipulation type to this extent is definitely an out-and-out master.
"What about the sumo wrestling match just now? We haven't designated any contestants yet." Killua suddenly stood up and questioned.
You don't need to ask to know that this cunning little guy wants to take advantage of the loopholes in the rules to let Allen, the most powerful player in the team, enter the next round of dodgeball competition.
"Of course you win. As for the winner, it doesn't matter even if it is assigned to those guys." Razor pointed to the players who were pulled to collect their heads very generously.
"OK! That's you! Congratulations, you won the sumo competition." Killua hurriedly patted the nearest melon-eater.
But unfortunately, these people had long been frightened by the terrifying power of the Nen bullet, and they crawled out one after another, not daring to participate in such a dangerous game where they could lose their lives at any time.
"Damn! We don't seem to have enough people. Do you need me to give them a courageous KISS?" Fei Jie asked in an uncertain tone.
"It's okay! I can handle three of them by myself."
Before Allen could respond, Goreinu took the lead in activating his ability, and two orangutan-like Nen Beast appeared instantly.
Together with Allen, Gon, Killua, Bisky and Hisoka, there are exactly eight people.
"Dodgeball? I haven't played this kind of game in years..." Allen murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
In his mind, this kind of game seemed to only exist in elementary school. After entering junior high school, it became a never-ending study and extra lessons, and even outdoor sports gradually became less and less.
And he himself gradually became a homebody at that time, spending a lot of time on games, animation and the Internet.
Just when Allen was in a trance, he suddenly heard a violent impact coming from beside him.
After taking a closer look, it turned out that White Sage's head was smashed directly by the ball thrown by Razor, and he fell to the ground on his back and disappeared.
As for Goreinu himself, he swapped places with the white orangutan and was squatting in the opponent's outfield, breathing heavily, with shock and fear in his eyes.
Because he could feel that if he didn't make the right judgment in time, he would definitely die, and he would die miserably.
"That's it! Your ability can switch your position with Nen Beast, right?" Razor turned around and glanced at Goreinu.
But soon, he once again wrapped the ball with powerful energy and shouted at the player camp, "Then, I want to continue!"
With the last word out of his mouth, the guy threw the ball hard.
Only this time, he didn't throw it directly at his opponent, but at the puppet outside the field.
After all, the characteristic of Emission type is that the Qi will not be weakened because it leaves the body too far, so it can use quick passes to confuse the line of sight unscrupulously.
"Allen!"
"Be careful!"
Killua and Gon suddenly spoke in unison to issue a warning.
I saw a puppet standing in the outfield suddenly stopped passing the ball and threw the ball from Allen's blind spot, trying to kill him, the biggest threat, through a sneak attack.
What's interesting is that Fei Jie and Bodrō, who also saw this scene, sat in the corner and yawned boredly, without any worry at all.
Because they have been playing sparring often, they know that, let alone the current speed of the ball, even if it is two or three times faster, they can't expect to touch the hem of Allen's clothes.
In terms of nerve reflex speed, no one can be faster or faster than this monster-like boy in front of him.