Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 169 "Correcting Mistakes is Costly" (I)

Nobunaga walked forward on the dead branches and leaves and muddy puddles on the ground, his eyes always fixed on the figure that was speeding past in the train car.

"German's speed is incredible. Wojin 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 it, what kind of guy did Chrollo and Machi recruit in the first place?"

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

At least these records will not be false.

Nobunaga reminded himself that he had to be extremely alert when dealing with German and not be distracted.

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

In a sense, the current German is actually also an "enhancement type".

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

Wogin was still chasing with big strides on the roof of the train, and every time he landed there was a thud. He made a few provocative words to Germain in the carriage, but seeing that it didn't work, he turned to Nobunaga.

"Nobunaga, you have to find a way to stop him. There's no end to the pursuit!"

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..."

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

A large forest appeared in front of Nobunaga as he ran. The forest was lush and leafy, and some of the branches had been trimmed, otherwise they might have grown onto the train tracks.

He swung his sword, a silver light flashed, and the two large trees standing side by side in front of him were cut in half, and fell to the other side of the mountain with a snap.

Without the cover of dense branches and leaves, Nobunaga also gained a better field of vision, allowing him to see farther and wider areas.

He noticed that a large number of panicked passengers poured out of the carriages behind, each of them bringing their families and luggage, and anxiously hiding in the bushes nearby.

A stream of people briefly formed between the track and the dense forest.

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

The back half of the train stopped on the track, so as long as the passengers regained their senses 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 or what the criminals' purpose is, but they 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.

Those three guys, failed to control the situation?

It's really useless...

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

The situation before him made him even more certain that Kuroro had made another wrong judgement and had now caused a rather troublesome "omission".

Why “again”?
It's very simple. His last three misjudgments were letting Hisoka join the group, letting Germain join the group, and deciding to meet Hisoka and Germain at Stonehenge.

If Kuroro had made the right judgment even once out of the three mistakes, there wouldn't be the situation today. He wasn't disappointed or dissatisfied with Kuroro. After all, he was working backwards from the result to the process and cause, and he didn't notice any clues before the betrayal happened.

Nobunaga just felt that Kuroro was a human being after all, and could not make the right choice every time. At this time, he needed the help of his companions to correct his mistakes.

However, the price to pay for "correcting mistakes" is too high now - Finks, Kubi, Peeler, Franklin, Feitan...

He and Wo Jin have decided that they must end everything here, otherwise Germain and his accomplices will further gain the upper hand, not to mention there is also a covetous Hisoka who is eyeing them.

I wonder if Chrollo has dealt with Hisoka now?
Nobunaga controlled his thoughts so as not to extend them too far; he needed to focus on the battle situation at hand.

Since the "Bomb Trio" hired by Kuroro at a high salary can't control the situation in the rear and may even interfere with my battle with Wogin, I have no choice but to clean up their mess.

There is really no 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 into the scabbard while running, then paused in the posture of Iai Slash, and the blade was unsheathed again, and silver light flashed like a crescent moon.

The next moment, a wave of slashing attacks shot out!

The passengers had no time to react and were hit by the crescent-shaped slashing wave one after another!

Chi chi chi chi——

In an instant, tall people were chopped in half from the shoulders up, and the heads of people of medium height flew out. Only short children or dwarfs escaped!
A mist of blood suddenly rose in the air, and the sound of corpses falling to the ground was mixed with screams of extreme fear.

It doesn’t matter how this warrior did it. What matters most is that he is the demon that brings death!
The crowd suddenly became panicked, like a colony of ants that had lost their order, and fled in panic in different directions.

Nobunaga didn't even bother to look at the man as he slashed with his blade, slitting the screaming man's throat.

He swung his sword at high speed, and the wind from the sword swept away all the blood, not a single drop of it stuck to his body.

In terms of swordsmanship, Nobunaga's style can indeed be called "art".

He rushed into the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and was faced with the second group of passengers.

The second group of passengers had realized by now that this was another killer. While groaning in their hearts, they also rushed into the woods in panic.

Only a fool would stay there and beg for mercy.

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

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

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

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

"Is it because of the abundant material conditions that they have become fat and white? Don't they know how to struggle and resist?"

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

The head rolled to the ground, and Nobunaga's thoughts were distracted for only a moment when he noticed the clanging sound.

A silver chain swung from the side!

(End of this chapter)