Chapter 597 Go Away, Mi Ji.

Moyu's move of accurately ejecting telepathy bullets while approaching quickly undoubtedly surprised Wutong, and from this, he got a message in an instant.

That is--

The monster-like man in front of them had more than twice as much power as them.

But why didn't a stronger approach be taken?

Doubts flashed through Wutong's mind, and before he could delve into the reason, he was forced to increase his concentration in the face of the oncoming strong pressure.

"To curb his momentum...!"

Wutong knew very clearly what to do at this moment, and immediately gritted his teeth to increase the ejection speed and attack power of the coin.

But it makes no sense.

In about a second, Moyu's figure was like an invincible sword, cutting through all obstacles in front of him, and immediately arrived in front of Wutong.

There was no substantive offensive behavior, but the forward palms covered Wutong's hands that gathered a lot of mental power.

"Um!?"

Wutong was stunned for a while.

And at this moment, he suddenly realized the violation.

What about my colleagues?

Why didn't they take action?

When Wutong had this doubt in a short moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that only one colleague in the room could still stand on his feet.

But in the next moment, the colleague seemed to have been attacked by an unknown reason. He suddenly fell to the ground and became motionless for an instant.

this--

What is going on?

Who attacked the colleagues in the field?

While being deeply shocked, many doubts impacted Wutong's thoughts, and then he felt a fierce impact from his abdomen.

The sudden sharp pain and impact caused his body to bend suddenly.

Before he had time to discern what kind of attack he had suffered, he lost consciousness under the severe pain.

But before the darkness overwhelmed his consciousness, Wutong vaguely understood one thing.

This monster man in front of me needs mercy...

Otherwise, they are not worth mentioning at all, and they are as useless as existence.

Poof.

Wutong fell at Moyou's feet, his eyes slightly open and lifeless, and saliva mixed with blood unconsciously dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Moyou lowered his head and glanced at the unconscious Wutong, then turned his head to look at the other butler who had beaten up the enemy guest and fell to the ground unconscious almost at the same time as Wutong.

To be more precise, he was looking at the black sword in its transparent form.

There were a total of eighteen butlers who came to stop him. While Moyou overcame Wutong's offensive, he let the black knife use the frivolous illusion ability to attack other butlers.

So when the minds and attention of those housekeepers were focused on Moyu, they were inevitably attacked by sap attacks with black knives.

Under this tactical arrangement, it only takes two or three seconds from the beginning to the end of the fight.

The main reason is that Moyu doesn't want to hurt the lives of these housekeepers, otherwise the battle time should be shortened.

The black knife lifted half of the transparent camouflage attached to the blade, and then flew in front of Moyu, flipping around in the air very excitedly.

It has fallen in love with the feeling of hitting the sap.

It's so comfortable to be able to stick one stick every time.

Moyu didn't pay attention to Heidao's excited reaction. He raised his eyelids and put his finger on his chin, sighing: "I forgot to leave someone as a 'landline'."

From the conversation before the war, he realized that someone in the Hakka family did not want him to go up the mountain.

This person might be Ilmi, or he might be Killua's mother.

But no matter who it is, Moyu must climb Mount Kuru.

certainly.

If circumstances permit, he hopes to go to the mansion of the enemy family in a gentler way.

Therefore, it is inevitable that one person needs to be left behind to accurately convey the news of the "visit" to Killua, and even to Sheba and Zeno.

"Forget it, turn around and find the person just now."

Moyu gestured to Black Knife, then turned around and looked in the direction he came from.

Heidao saw Moyu's gesture and obediently entered the transparent state again.

Seeing the black knife disappearing, Moyu flew directly towards the trial door.

Upon seeing this, Heidao immediately followed Moyu.

the other side.

Mi Ji, who was running towards the trial gate, didn't know that the battle behind him was over.

In Mi Ji's view, a housekeeper's guarantee can last for one second, while Wutong's guarantee can last for three seconds.

So all the butlers combined can delay it for at least twenty seconds.

This was Mi Ji's expectation.

"Sanmao?"

On the way to the trial gate, Mi Ji suddenly saw his guard dog lying under a big tree.

"You are still alive. I thought you had been killed just now."

Mi Ji was surprised to see Sanmao still alive.

Based on his understanding of Sanmao, he would definitely confront the illegal intruder as soon as possible.

But if you were to deal with the monster just now, it would be unjust to die.

"That is to say...the monster came in through the front entrance."

San Mao was safe and sound, so Mi Ji noticed this information, but he soon discovered that something was wrong with San Mao's condition.

At this time, Sanmao was lying tightly on the ground, with the soles of his two forelimbs turned upwards, and his body, which was as big as a small truck, was trembling clearly to the naked eye.

This is an expression of absolute surrender and fear for animals.

"Sanmao, are you... scared?"

Mi Ji's eyes slowly opened wide.

In his opinion, Sanmao was a creature with even less emotions than his big brother, so he never thought that the phenomenon of "trembling" would happen to Sanmao.

"You shouldn't use a questioning tone here, it's really scared."

Just as Mi Ji was surprised by this, a word of correction came from behind him without any sign.

Hearing the sudden voice, Mi Ji's body suddenly shook, and fear quickly emerged on his fair and plump face.

Impossible, impossible? !

The minimum time is 20 seconds, but now it hasn't even passed 10 seconds, right?

Mi Ji stiffened his body and tried hard to suppress the instinct to strike first.

Just kidding.

In this situation where there is no chance of winning, what should be done is to learn from Sanmao's reaction!

"Big, big brother, you are right, and, and... I am here for sightseeing."

Mi Ji didn't even dare to turn around, and said timidly with a stiff face.

Moyou looked at Mi Ji's back, how could he not know who this fat man in a white shirt was, and smiled:

"Oh, so you're a tourist, and indeed, the killers of the Zoldyck family are famous all over the world, so they must have a body as agile as a cheetah, not a fat otaku like you."

"Brother, you are very observant, you are so right!"

In the face of that strong desire to survive, Mi Ji didn't mind being called a fat otaku at all.

Moyou smiled and said, "It's quite dangerous here, you'd better leave quickly, Mi Ji."

"Yeah, I'll... eh?!"

Hearing the first half of Moyou's words, Mi Ji was delighted and nodded in response.

But when he heard the last call of his real name, Mi Ji's smile just disappeared before it could warm up.

Damn, I was fooled...

Mi Ji was ashamed.

Looking at Mi Ji's reaction, Moyou's eyes flashed with a strangeness.

It was not because Mi Ji's reaction was quite funny, but because the voice of observation sounded in the depths of his consciousness.

"Your reinforcement limit +3%..."

"Your operation limit +5%..."

A battle that was effortless and scared Mi Ji to death, but he could get a reward...

This result surprised Moyou.

But on second thought, it should be because of the "original character" rather than the difficulty of the battle.