"So this guy Allen..."
Coleman retorted without hesitation, "Of course not. Compared with those vulgar tastes, Allen Kurus likes his 'dolls' very much."
As he said that, Coleman turned back and looked at Hisoka: "You can think that it is a kind of twisted love to the extreme. How to describe it? It is like a treasure guarded by a dragon. It will spare no effort to praise it, protect it, and even believe in it!"
Shrugging, he looked at the cruise ship in the distance and said calmly, "Although this is a bit disgusting, it is not incomprehensible."
After all, Coleman also went through this period.
He is fanatical, even falling into madness, collecting human bodies and organs.
He once thought that it was the most beautiful thing in the world.
A product carefully crafted by the Creator.
But later, Coleman suddenly realized that compared to the flesh and organs found in any living creature, human beings have something more worthy of praise.
Soul, mind, personality.
That is something unique and uniquely human.
Of these three, perhaps everyone is different.
So, Coleman started looking for commonalities.
After all, uniqueness will shine brightly only when it is still alive.
But compared to living people who are bad, bastards, and superior, Coleman always feels that he can find some kind of substitute treasure.
That treasure belongs only to mankind.
It is unique and wonderful, and can symbolize the wonderful hand of the Creator.
And now, he found it.
Coleman smiled complacently, "But, that's very low-level, isn't it?"
Just a ball of dead flesh.
Hisoka smiled and said, "Really, I think it's very interesting. Although I can't sympathize with why people live in the same bed as garbage, it would be okay if these pieces of meat were carved into decorations and framed."
Tiger skin, antlers, Kurta Clan's Scarlet Eyes.
Isn't that the case all the time?
Hisoka even made a considerable amount of money from hunting.
Thinking of the Night Demon saber-toothed tiger, Hisoka narrowed his eyes and suddenly suggested. "Go to the Bessia Kingdom wetland when you have time? I heard that a wealthy family offered a reward for a batch of snake-patterned crocodiles with a price tag of 1 billion."
Coleman thought for a while, "Okay, but that crocodile is very dirty."
"The list price is the list price of one."
"Let's go!"
Hisoka looked at this person who changed his face very quickly and twitched his mouth.
Who thinks that he doesn't like money as much as his brother?
Look at this fickle face.
Hey, man!
Coleman looked at Hisoka's disgusted expression with dissatisfaction. "Hey, am I here to help you? Who asked me to borrow money when I stayed in a hotel last time?"
At this point, Hisoka's expression went blank, and then he pushed someone impatiently. "Oh, if you don't bring money to eat by yourself, why would I use the money you spend to flirt with girls on your meal money?"
Coleman hurriedly moved away, switched his palms to fists, and swung it with all his strength. "Tsk, aren't you pretending to be a pretty girl? Who would have thought that that sister is a lowly person herself, doesn't have a penny, and wants to do something interesting, tsk."
Hisoka turned sideways slightly, and the wind from the fist brushed Hisoka's cheek. "Hey, then you chopped people into minced meat and fed them to dogs?"
He raised his arm to block and then pulled.
Coleman took advantage of the force and used his right foot as the axis. After turning half a circle, he bent the fingers of his right hand and hit Hisoka's abdomen.
"Nonsense, it's clearly a mission requirement, it says she will be worse than a dog!"
Hisoka frowned, released his hand holding Coleman's arm, and took a few steps back in a hurry.
He remained silent for a little while, and if he stayed with the dog as much as possible, would he become the dog's meal?
Coleman Seeing that the man had no intention of attacking, he dusted off the dirt on his body and looked around to see if his clothes were stained.
Hisoka rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and smiled half-heartedly, "Is this the reason for not bringing money?"
Coleman looked left and right, but didn't look at Hisoka. He coughed awkwardly and said, "The wallet was taken away."
Looking back, I found Hisoka looking unbelieving.
Coleman raised his hands and surrendered. "I didn't lie to you. I met a good friend that day and drank some wine. In the end, he didn't even leave me his coat."
"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, baby. It's Jin, Ging Freecss. He came to discuss things with me, and it wasn't very pleasant in the end. I was beaten."
Shrugging his shoulders, Coleman was also helpless.
He really can't beat him!
But I do blame him. How can I talk to a neutral person about the beauty of chaos and evil?
Hisoka curled his lips and didn't care.
As for Coleman's statement, he only believed half of it.
It was a fact that this guy couldn't beat Jin, but he didn't believe that Coleman couldn't run away.
There is definitely a story in it.
But he didn't choose to ask more questions.
He just said in disgust, "I told you to practice and see if retribution comes."
Coleman didn't say anything else, but instead threw out another interesting question, "Would you like to go to the arena and have a look? Machi is doing business there recently."
Hisoka glanced at the approaching cruise ship and arranged his clothes. "To be honest, I really don't like wearing suits."
Not loose enough for combat.
Coleman Listening to this nonsense, I knew that this person didn't want to talk anymore.
He curled his lips and didn't say much more on this topic, "Isn't it because you wear clothes to look good?"
Hisoka raised his eyes. "What, if you don't look handsome, why don't you wear it?"
"... I look handsome in anything I wear!!"
"Okay, handsome young man, your brother is here."
"..."
. You provide the master Miao Shijiu's Hunter x Hunter: Ultimate Elegance