Chapter 169 The Cost of Correcting Mistakes Is High (I)

Chapter 169 "The cost of correcting mistakes is high" (I)

Nobunaga walked forward on the dead branches and rotten leaves and muddy shallow puddles, his eyes fixed on the figure that was passing by quickly in the train carriage.

"German's speed is incredible. Ugin and I are "enhancement type", but we can't catch up with him who is "materialization type."

"This guy is becoming more and more like a monster... Damn, what kind of guy did Chrollo and Machi recruit in the first place?"

The scene in front of him made Nobunaga more and more surprised. It seems that this traitor who infiltrated their "Phantom Troupe" is indeed more difficult than imagined. No wonder he was able to kill Finks and Feitan one after another.

At least these records are not false.

Nobunaga reminded himself to be very alert when dealing with German and never be distracted.

He didn't know that Germain's "physique" was already "master-level". His physical fitness was amazing. His speed was comparable to Feitan's, but his strength was slightly inferior to Wogin's.

In a sense, Germain was actually a "strengthening type".

Of course, Germain's current "physique" was not as good as that of President Netero after thousands of tempers.

Wogin was still chasing on the roof of the train with big strides, and every time he landed, there was a thump. He provoked Germain in the carriage with a few words, and when it didn't work, he turned to Nobunaga.

"Nobunaga, you have to find a way to stop him. It will never end if you keep chasing him like this!"

Nobunaga shouted back.

"Do you think I don't know? If I could, I really want to chop him in the back or cut off his legs..."

"Wojin, stop talking nonsense, keep an eye on him, don't give him any chance to play tricks!"

A large forest appeared in front of Nobunaga's running, with lush branches and leaves, some of which had been trimmed, otherwise they might grow onto the train tracks.

He swung his long sword, and a silver light flashed, and the two large trees blocking the way were cut in half, and fell to the other side of the mountain with a click.

Without the dense branches and leaves covering him, Nobunaga also gained a better field of vision, so he could see farther and wider.

He noticed that a large number of panicked passengers poured out of the carriages behind, dragging their families and carrying luggage, and uneasily got into the bushes next to them.

A stream-like sea of ​​people briefly formed between the track and the dense forest.

"Tsk, there are so many people blocking the road." Nobunaga thought dissatisfiedly.

The rear half of the train stopped on the track, so as long as the passengers regained their sanity and calmed down, they would know how to escape and avoid being involved in this horrific massacre.

These passengers still don't know what happened on the train and what the criminals' purpose is, but they still know that they only need their legs to escape.

However, Nobunaga clearly remembered that Kuroro hired the man named Ganshu and his two companions to sweep the rear carriages.

Nobunaga frowned.

Didn't those three guys control the situation?

It's really useless...

Nobunaga shook his head secretly. He was originally dissatisfied with Kuroro's selection of such a person to join the "Phantom Troupe".

The situation in front of him made him even more certain that Kuroro had made a wrong judgment again, and now caused a very troublesome "omission".

Why "again"?

It's very simple. His last three misjudgments were to let Hisoka join the group, let Germain join the group, and decide to meet with Hisoka and Germain at Stonehenge.

If Kuroro had made the right judgment even once out of the three mistakes, there would not be the current situation.

He was not disappointed or dissatisfied with Kuroro. After all, he was inferring the process and cause from the result, and he did not notice any clues before the betrayal.

Nobunaga just felt that Kuroro was a human being after all, and there was no way he could make the right choice every time. At this time, he needed the help of his companions to correct the mistakes.

However, the price of "correcting the mistakes" now was too high - Finks, Kubi, Peel Lev, Franklin, Feitan...

He and Wojin had decided that they must end everything here, otherwise German and his accomplices would further gain the upper hand, not to mention that there was also a covetous Hisoka.

I wonder if Kuroro has solved Hisoka now?

Nobunaga controlled his thoughts to avoid being too extended. He needed to focus on the battle in front of him.

Since the "Bomb Demon Trio" hired by Kuroro at a high salary can't control the situation in the rear, and even interfere with my battle with Ugin, then I have to help them clean up their mess.

There's really no other way.

At this time, more passengers poured out of the carriage, and many of them looked at Nobunaga, who was dressed as a samurai, with confusion.

Nobunaga put the long sword back into the scabbard while running, and then paused in the posture of Iai Slash, and the blade was unsheathed again, and the silver light flashed like a crescent.

The next moment, a slashing wave flew out!

The passengers didn't react at all, and were hit by the crescent-shaped slashing wave one after another!

Chi Chi Chi Chi——

In an instant, the taller people were chopped in half from the shoulders up, and the heads of people of medium stature flew out. Only short children or dwarfs escaped!

A mist of blood rose in the air, and the sound of corpses falling to the ground was mixed with extremely terrified screams.

It doesn’t matter how this samurai did it. The most important thing is that he is the devil who brings death!

The crowd panicked instantly, like a group of ants that lost their order, and fled in panic in different directions.

Nobunaga didn’t even look at him, and the blade slashed across, cutting the throat of the screaming person.

He swung his long sword at a high speed, and the wind from the sword swept away all the blood, without a trace sticking to his body.

In terms of swordsmanship, Nobunaga’s set can indeed be called "art".

He rushed into the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and met the second group of passengers.

The second group of passengers had reacted at this time. This was another killing god. While they were groaning in their hearts, they also rushed into the woods in a hurry.

Only fools would stay there and beg for mercy.

Sure enough, those who begged for mercy were killed by Nobunaga with one sword!

Nobunaga kicked the head away, and the whole person flew past with an indifferent expression.

"It's incredible. In a place like Meteor Street, there are more than 8 million people, most of whom are tough people who don't care about life and death."

"Among the billions of people who occupy most of the six continents, these surrenderists are the most numerous. I can't see any courage from them at all."

"Is it because of the overly generous material conditions that they are fat and white, and they don't know how to struggle and resist?"

"Sure enough, this world should not be handed over to such people, but should be left to the people of Meteor Street. They deserve more and better environment."

The head rolled to the ground, and Nobunaga's thoughts deviated for only a moment at this moment, and he noticed the sound of clanging.

A silver chain swung from the side!