The ruins of the abandoned building cast twisted shadows in the moonlight.
Leorio slammed the brakes on his battered car outside the hole in the wall.
The tires carved two deep furrows in the ground.
Hands in his pockets, Luo Ye strolled leisurely out of the smoke.
Behind him.
Nobunaga roared in helpless fury.
"Get in."
Leorio stuck his head out, his voice hoarse from shouting.
Luo Ye opened the door and settled into the passenger seat, casually fishing a bag of chips out of the snack bag in the back.
Rip.
He tore open the bag, picked up a chip, and popped it into his mouth.
Crunch.
"Drive."
Luo Ye pointed ahead.
"Back to the hotel, a hot shower, then bed."
"A perfect day."
Leorio glanced at the wrecked building in the rearview mirror.
Only after making sure no one was chasing them did he floor the accelerator.
The car shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.
In the back seat.
Gon and Killua were still utterly stunned.
Their minds were blank.
Everything that had just happened felt too unreal.
Killua studied Luo Ye's profile.
He watched the sword wound on his shoulder rapidly heal.
A profound sense of helplessness welled up inside him.
This guy's strength.
Had already gone beyond anything he could comprehend.
That wasn't merely a Nen ability.
It was something more fundamental, a completely unfair glitch in the rules themselves.
"Luo Ye."
Gon looked at him, his gaze conflicted.
"Is your wound okay?"
Luo Ye stuffed another chip into his mouth.
His answer came out muffled.
"It's fine."
"Just a scratch. Won't stop me from having a midnight snack."
"Speaking of which."
Luo Ye turned to look at Gon and Killua.
"You two."
"Isn't it time you paid my 'after-sales service fee' for