Outside Ding Fort Prison, Wasteland Fifth Street.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, is my head that valuable?"
Coleman looked at the people blocking his way, fiddled with his hair, and joked, "Are you a very brave person with great skills?"
Even that 'Painter' didn't dare to block the way of 'Coleman'. What's going on with these people?
Several people on the opposite side looked at each other and smiled. The leader held a pair of swords and licked his lips. "Wealth is found in danger. You were injured at the ruins last time. Let's try to think about it."
"They're all just in this business. They don't want to add insult to injury. I'm sorry for the nature of our work."
Having said this, the brothers laughed, their mockery was beyond words.
A strong man with a disabled hand shook his arms and waved a venomous golden hook in the air.
He looked at Coleman with eager eyes. "Since you are like this anyway, why not let us brothers receive some bounty?"
Coleman put his hands in his pockets and smiled half-heartedly, "Why do you think you can kill me?"
"It's natural, right? Who in the underworld doesn't know that the once-popular 'God's Believers' can no longer use Nen! If I don't take advantage of this moment to get rid of you, how long will it take to get the limelight?"
Hearing their extremely conceited words, Coleman clapped his hands.
"You are very brave, then give it a try."
Wringing his neck, Coleman looked at the people rushing over with cold eyes, indifferent.
He was indeed hurt a little.
No, rather than being injured, it is better to say that I was forced to add a debuff.
But fortunately, this negative Omokage sound also brought him a miraculous effect.
Such as now.
Focusing on Nen, Coleman can clearly see the burning Nen on their bodies.
Malice rolled in his pupils, and he shuttled back and forth among the four people at extremely fast speeds.
He didn't do anything, he just touched their shoulders lightly with his hand.
Passed by.
Coleman took out a white handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.
Throw it away.
White handkerchiefs flying in the air.
Like a dancing girl, flying in the wind.
Coleman turned around, looked at the four people who had froze, and raised the corner of his mouth. "Does it feel good to be burned?"
The blood rolled in his pupils, and he grinned, with sharp teeth and fangs, like a noble vampire wandering in the darkness.
Unfortunately, no one can answer Coleman's question.
Those four people's bodies had long been burned into empty shells.
There were black holes in the eye sockets, and wisps of black smoke came out of the seven orifices.
A gust of wind blew by, and the body fell to the ground with a bang.
The ground is covered with dust.
Coleman raised his hand and looked at the guy dancing in his hand with a half-smile.
Whispering softly, "Does this count as cheating?"
Possessed by a flame that can burn Nen, even though his life span has been shortened, he has become a being that can almost defeat all the powerful people in this world.
But the disadvantage is that Coleman's own Nen becomes impure. If Nen is used in large quantities, you need to use your own pupil power to limit this 'Demonic Flame'.
But the use of blood pupil also comes at the cost of burning life.
This results in that Coleman can only use impure Nen, or simply use Demonic Flame.
Fortunately, Coleman doesn't really like doing things with Nen.
In order not to expose 'Demonic Flame', Coleman started practicing very early on how to make his Nen look normal.
That is what Hisoka calls the crooked way.
But it is very effective. As long as there is no head-on confrontation, no one will know that there is something wrong with Coleman.
He waved his hand and dispersed Demonic Flame.
Coleman attempts to condense Nen.
Gas mixed with black threads condensed in the palm of the hand.
He raised his eyebrows and consciously controlled Nen.
Soon the black thread disappeared.
Sighing in distress, who could have imagined it?
Nen, which should have been an extension of the body, or a part of the body, has now become something that must be controlled with consciousness.
Shrugging, fortunately, Coleman doesn't like frontal fights, preferring sneak attacks from behind.
So, no big problem!
The big-hearted Coleman hummed a tune and walked deep into the woods, shaking his head. 33 Novel Network
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