"Hey, isn't this Hisoka? I haven't seen you for a few hours, why are you like this?"
Hisoka lay on his back on the straw mat, breathing heavily with a smile on his face.
He was very excited, at least people are like this, and he was able to joke Coleman: "If these clothes are stained, Illumi will definitely know that you went out to play."
Smiling, he looked at Coleman above him, and Hisoka could see the joy and satisfaction hidden in his red eyes.
Like a leopard that has had a good meal.
He was licking his paws, taking a leisurely walk, squinting and enjoying the quiet night.
Coleman lowered his head, looked at the white lining that he had walked around from the murder scene, and patted it nonchalantly. "Allen has clothes here. He has collected them in every model, and many of them are customized by me."
Artists all have some quirks. For example, Coleman likes to make suits, Ku'er Ya likes to look at blonde beauties, and Painter Allen likes to collect all kinds of clothes.
"Otherwise, why do you think I would come here?"
If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were a little tattered, Coleman would have preferred to find a quiet tree trunk to sleep on and study the next artistic composition.
Instead of killing people today, even the tools are 'given' with raw materials.
Coleman lowered his gaze, looked at Hisoka who was covered in blood, and sneered mockingly.
"What am I talking about? How can we fight in close combat with Allen?"
Hisoka coughed, with a smile on his face, "Then what do you think I am good at?"
Coleman Silence.
Well, fighting maniac Hisoka is best at melee combat.
Mentioning this, Hisoka was a little dissatisfied. "That boy is very good at hiding, just like you, but he is much more accurate than you in controlling distance."
Coleman shrugged. "Of course, his Nen Ability is from the operating system. In order to produce qualified works of art, this guy will respect every dye supplier and strive to minimize the wound. Therefore, even if it is an operating system, he will stay very close to operate it."
As time went by, Hisoka discovered that the wound left by Allen did not mean to heal, but kept bleeding.
It was as if the platelets in the body were on strike.
"... Hey, you don't care?"
Hisoka looked at Coleman and curled his lips. "I seem to be dying."
Coleman lowered his eyes, looked at the person who was still smiling even though he was weak, and dropped a bottle of medicine.
"Drink, I've told you, this guy likes to bleed, and his cutting line is coated with Spiked Fang Snake venom. That venom is much more domineering than the average Spider."
Spiked Fang Snake, a slender, dark green, highly venomous snake.
It is famous for its fast attack speed and powerful and powerful poison.
Living in an inaccessible tropical canyon, it is also called 'Grim Reaper's Scythe' by the local people.
The reason this snake is so outrageous is that other venomous snakes that can kill people in minutes are neurotoxins, used to paralyze their prey.
But it produces a substance that prevents the prey's wounds from healing, and even accelerates the bleeding rate, eventually leading to death from blood loss.
Allen is a loyal fan of this kind of snake. He even has a special snake cave to collect venom and get along well with these little guys.
After Hisoka drank the medicine given by Coleman, his face looked extremely ugly.
"What do you think this is? It's an antidote?"
Coleman yawned and glanced at the man whose face was still pale. "No, it's another toxin that has blood coagulation effect."
The venom of some Spider is just the opposite of that of fierce snakes. Those Spider prefer to slow down their prey. It is best to let the prey die on the web due to lack of nutrients or toxin attack, so that they can eat delicious food without any effort.
Among them, Coleman is extremely fond of a guy named Evil Origin Spider, who has a small appearance and is highly poisonous.
Its toxins will reduce the blood flow speed of the prey. In the end, the prey often dies because the blood is too slow to transport the corresponding oxygen, resulting in hypoxia. 33 Novel Network
Coleman likes to dilute this venom and unknowingly inject it into the body of works of art, admiring their despair when death comes but they are unable to save themselves.
Because the ratio is rare enough, Coleman has plenty of opportunities to observe and record, and even play with the artwork.
Especially, it would be even better if the person who was poisoned was a powerful Nen user.
Because Nen is contained in the body, toxins invade slowly.
But since this is not a neurovenom, detoxification is very difficult.
Their hands and feet are paralyzed due to low blood flow. Even if they are forcibly maintained with Nen, they will still have difficulty breathing due to lack of oxygen.
After exhausting all possible means, the cause of death could not be found, and after a long time passed, he died.
After hearing Coleman's explanation, Hisoka fell silent.
No, shouldn't you get me the antidote now?
Are you here fighting fire with fire?
Negative makes positive?
Thinking of this, Hisoka stared resentfully at Coleman as if it had nothing to do with him.
Haha, a heartless man! It's a shame that I was covering up with Illumi last time!
Coleman noticed the intense gaze behind him. He squinted his eyes and pressed the lighter. "Don't look at me like that."
Light a cigarette and blow out the smoke ring. "There is no solution for this toxin on the market, unless you go to the hospital to change the blood in your body and reduce the toxin concentration to a negligible level. The only real antidote for this thing is Allen, which has been deeply researched."
After dusting off the cigarette ashes, Coleman sat on the floor and said, "But how can you persist until I take you to find him?"
Before anyone could be found, this guy Hisoka was dead.
Seeing Hisoka's unconvinced and dissatisfied look, Coleman continued to add, "Don't worry, his and my toxins are all prepared and will not be directly fatal like the original species. If we die directly, what fun is there? This does not meet the needs of artists."
"I have an antidote here for my poison. In the same way, he also has his antidote there. You push it first and let these two toxins fight for a while. As long as he removes the toxin of b205, you can take y489-1."
"B205?"
Coleman slowly explained, "It is toxin B series No. 205. Of course Allen has a series, which can be done in one step and die immediately, including Nen. As long as you breathe or are relieved of the a series toxins, you will see God in less than five minutes."
Hisoka felt that his body was warming up, and it seemed that the bleeding had stopped.
With a strong effort, he sat up, turned his head and looked at Coleman and said, "Then this is the Y series."
Coleman nodded. "I use more poisons than him, so I have more series, because that guy only loves snakes. I am different. I don't choose. As long as it has the effect I like, anyone's poison can be used, including toads, centipedes, scorpions, and some jellyfish."
Hisoka's body stiffened, and he tentatively said, "Why did you collect these..."
Poisoned prey? You don't need that much, right?
Then I suddenly realized that this kid went into the virgin forest to make friends with poisonous things when he had nothing to do?
He thought that with Coleman's greed for money, this person was looking for treasure?
The result is that we are playing house with poison!
Coleman looked at Hisoka with a stiff expression and answered very seriously.
"Defense yourself!"
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