Dark clouds cover the moon, and the stars shimmer.
It's dark in the dense forest at midnight.
The cold wind swirled and lingered with the leaves.
Birds circled, observing where they were hunting.
Animals shuttled back and forth, smelling blood along the way.
Its fangs are sharp and its eyes are like copper bells, glowing dimly in the deep night.
Hidden in the bushes, waiting for the opportunity.
Coleman held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the tree trunk.
Yan Yan smiled.
Watching these headless flies scurrying around coldly.
"Did you really see the 'Believer'?"
"It's absolutely true, why did I lie to you!"
The boss listened to his subordinates and snorted coldly, "It's possible that he was so blinded by the reward of hundreds of millions that he could regard anyone as a 'believer'!"
He rubbed his hands and muttered dissatisfiedly, "The believer has white hair and red eyes, a shirt and trousers, and leather shoes that have not changed for a long time. How can I admit that this outfit is wrong?"
The believer is Ster Family who has been on the bounty list for nearly ten years.
As long as you are doing well, who doesn't know that Ster Family would like to eat this man alive?
His iconic white hair is dazzling. Anyone who has seen the photo on the reward list will not be able to mistake this guy!
Coleman stood at a high place, looking at the people shouting below, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Carefully count the number of people below.
There are nine.
Squinting his eyes and looking at the sky, Coleman didn't know how to play.
Killing is an extremely simple matter.
But how to make art stumped this somewhat inexperienced artist.
At this time, a corner of the bright moon, which had been blocked, emerged.
Coleman's eyes lit up.
"How about just calling me a follower of Jesus?"
The sound was not loud, but it was somewhat noticeable in this silent forest.
Coleman looked down and found that the eyes of the people below were locked on the tree where he was.
He clapped his hands and jumped up.
Looking at the people who were retreating out of fear of him, Coleman smiled slightly, "Why, aren't you looking for me?"
He glanced around and found several wild wolves looking for food in the forest.
The smile widens, and maybe it can be paired with some interesting elements.
The ignored enemy clicked his tongue, feeling a little unhappy.
Even if you are strong enough, you can't ignore our group of battle-hardened mercenaries, right?
Brandishing the machete, the leader lunged over.
"Who are you looking down on?"
Coleman Without looking back, he turned sideways and took a step to the side.
With a thoughtful look on his face, he was composing a picture for his next art.
Another person turned around and dodged another attack.
Suddenly, Coleman suddenly took a few steps back.
And the next second, a half-meter-large pit appeared where he had just stood.
Coleman turned around slowly and saw a not-so-strong man standing next to the big pit.
At this time, white smoke was rising from his big fist.
"Strengthening system?"
The opponent did not answer, but moved closer to Coleman and launched a fierce attack.
Counting punches per second.
Every punch has the sound of breaking through the air.
The fist style is fiery and fast, and at first glance he looks like a strong person in the strengthening system who has practiced hard for many years.
But he is fast, Coleman is faster.
This is a man who focuses all his skills on crooked ways.
The fist is about to leave an afterimage, and the figure Coleman is avoiding is also about to leave an afterimage.
At this moment, Coleman glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that another man holding a chain and flashing lightning was gradually approaching.
His body suddenly froze, and he forcefully blocked the punch from the strengthening babyface with his hand. He used his strength to wrap his hand around the enemy's fist and pulled him along.
His feet were staggered, and he changed positions with the enemy in a clever way.
In the next second, Coleman frowned when he saw the boy using electricity still showing no intention of stopping despite his accomplices standing in front of him.
Without hesitation, he broke off the baby-faced hand and pulled it down.
The baby face was distorted and forced to squat.
The next moment, the electrified iron chain passed over the baby face and flew past Coleman's clothes.
With only half an inch difference, the charged Chain can touch Coleman.
Although, this doesn't hurt Coleman at all.
However, it is still difficult to deal with dirty clothes.
Coleman looked at his white shirt and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there were no burn marks.
If Illumi finds out that he doesn't sleep and goes out to play, he will be scolded!
His eyes dropped and he focused on the baby face.
Fortunately, I didn't get electrocuted.
If there are scorch marks, it will be difficult for the artist to do it.
It's like a tiny stain on a clean white canvas.
Even if it's not obvious, it can still make picky artists uncomfortable.
Not wanting to be bored any longer, Coleman walked among the crowd with the unique pace of the Zoldyck family.
Wherever he passed, there was a cry of mourning.
Obviously this is a group of guys who own Nen.
But they didn't even see clearly how Coleman broke their arms.
Without any time to think about it, the ghostly man controlled his Nen and rushed into the crowd again.
This time, everyone was strung up and tied up like wild beasts.
By the time they reacted, they had already been hoisted into the air like a 'silkworm chrysalis'.
Looking at the writhing enemy, Coleman nodded with satisfaction.
Among them, there are many people who do not accept their fate and use their own Nen to break free of the thread.
Coleman Use your fingers slightly to hook one of the silk threads.
The silkworm chrysalis suddenly contracted and tightened, and the Ledi man's chest felt tight and he couldn't breathe.
Coleman was picking around, looking for a handy tool.
He muttered, "Stop struggling, this is the silk of the Dead Coffin Gorge ghost-faced spider, your Nen can't break free from this."
It is a kind of spider silk that is famous for its toughness.
Not to mention Nen warriors of this level, even if they are stronger, they cannot break the spider threads used to capture Yingming Peng.
The roc birds are more than ten meters tall, and the silk of the human-faced spiders that feed on them is naturally extremely tough.
As for how Coleman got this kind of spider silk, it certainly couldn't be obtained by fighting a human-faced spider.
He just happened to encounter a young roc and found a Spider's Nest.
The best thing is that the species Spider is the human-faced spider. 33 Novel Network
I've already passed by, so it wouldn't be nice if I didn't take some back.
In this way, Coleman achieved something for nothing.
Of course, this spider silk also has fatal flaws, that is, it is non-toxic and not sharp enough.
The spider silk, which is as thick as cloth, has only one advantage: toughness.
But for Coleman, isn't this a good binding material?
If it were poisonous, he would have a basket full of all kinds of thin spider silk.
Coleman was picking through the weapons of this group of people, and finally found a handy machete.
Weigh it, it's just right for chopping firewood.
"Okay, let me think about it, where is the right place to start?"
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