Foreigner's Journey

The tall man known as Izenaby smiled gently, walked over to the grocery category shelf related to daily necessities, and said:

"This is the mainstream practice method of our sect, and it's good to get used to it. By the way, the last time I came here, I was clamoring for your handyman to go back to my hometown. Have you recruited new people recently?"

Old Jack curled his lips: "...reluctantly."

"Really recruited?"

Izenaby looked back at Old Jack in surprise: "With your bad reputation, you can still recruit new people? Wait, you are tricking the ignorant boy in the country again."

"Apologize! Apologize to the me you imagined!"

Father Jack was furious: "This time, the other party was begging me to take him in! He... oh, he's here. Heather, this is Mr. Izenaby, our regular customer."

Izenaby turned his head to look, and saw a young man whose face could not be clearly seen, holding a pile of five boxes of sparkling water in each of his left and right hands, walking steadily towards this direction.

"Hi."

Heather nodded to Izenaby: "Are you a regular customer of this shop? That's really hard on you."

Ezenaby watched the young man named Heather put ten boxes of sparkling water in front of the container with ease, as if he was holding ten boxes of foam cotton in his hands.The stacked boxes did not vibrate when they were placed on the ground, which made people wonder if the boxes were stuck with glue.

The physical fitness is very good, and the coordination is also very good. Only the masters who have been trained for a long time have this kind of skill.

Izenaby subconsciously rubbed his chin full of stubble, such a powerful young man can get ahead wherever he goes, how could he be willing to go to Old Jack's shop and let him exploit?

Jingle Bell!

Three leather-clad men with a smell of wine broke into the grocery store, and the green-haired mohawk, headed by them, scanned the store and spat out the toothpick in the corner of his mouth.

Daddy Jack yawned and waved his stubby fingers in the direction of the shelf:

"Welcome, go to the shelf to see what you want. Our store adheres to the policy of being innocent and affordable, and strives to serve customers..."

The recited welcome cliché can't go on.

The swarthy muzzle pointed straight at Father Jack's red nose, and the old man immediately raised his hands.

The other two red-haired broom-heads and blue-haired jet-heads also took out pistols from their back waists one after another, pointing at Heather and Izenaby respectively.

"It's really a run-down shop, it looks like it's terribly poor. Forget it, it's just a run-down town in the mountains after all."

Green-haired Moxigan pointed the gun firmly at Father Jack with his right hand, and ticked his left hand: "Don't make a sound, slow down, old man, and slowly roll out from behind the counter, so that I can see your hands... very Well, don't think about any small moves. You two, go and tie up these two unlucky bastards and scrape them by the way."

Izenaby frowned slightly, and adjusted his body at a slight angle into a position that was easy to attack.

These three guys have very secure hands with guns, and it seems that more than one vote has been made, and they are not masked, and obviously do not intend to stay alive.

He would not sit back and watch Old Jack and this handyman named Heather die in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Izenaby discovered a very strange key point-although the gun was pointed at his head, the fearful expression on Old Jack's face was very perfunctory.

Is this still the timid old Jack?Not right!

In the next instant, a blurry black shadow flashed before his eyes.

With the muffled sound of three broken bones, the three robbers seemed to be hit by the locomotive head-on at almost the same time, and they flew off the ground and fell rapidly towards the rear!

The store door and the nearest shelf were smashed into pieces!Blood, wood debris and broken goods flew in the small shop, and the dull roar lingered for a long time.

Old Jack hugged his head subconsciously and shouted after seeing what was happening around him: "Heather! You broke Dad's container again! And this old shop door!"

Izenaby, who was standing aside, had a stiff expression, and even with his powerful dynamic vision, he could barely capture the afterimage just now.

The young man named Heather slammed the three robbers with heavy punches in less than half a second at an ultra-high speed of near-instantaneous movement. The strength of each punch was definitely more than two tons!

Glancing at the three inhuman corpses, the gurgling blood was slowly accumulating under the corpses, and there were two scratches on the ground that were scattered with blue smoke. These were marks caused by Heather's shoes rubbing against the ground at high speed.

This is definitely not a realm that ordinary humans can achieve!

Ezenaby subconsciously concentrated his [Qi] into his eyes, and looked at Heather, who was squatting beside the shelf while talking back to Old Jack and picking up the scattered goods.

Although it is rare, Heather's body is indeed covered with a thin thought like a silent river at this moment.

Izenaby's cold sweat finally dripped from his forehead.

A natural mind!

###Chapter 8 Mission Goal X Mission Completion###

Even though Heather made a conscious effort not to damage the train, the entire train was still covered in scratches and dents, and the top of the car was covered in thick, slippery plasma.

The windows of the car were dyed dark red. If any passengers woke up from a deep sleep at this time, they would probably faint again.

Going back to the No. 14 compartment through the open window, Misis saw why the two groups of soldiers before entering the compartment remained silent.

The floor of carriage No. 14 was completely soaked in blood, and all the soldiers were lying on the ground with only their headless corpses, obviously killed at the same time in an instant.

The target of this operation, 'Rain Tiger' Gryffindor, stood in the carriage with a pale face, and was relieved to find that it was Heather who came in.He made the right bet, even the elite troops of the SSA would have nothing to do with Heather, so his chances of survival would be greatly improved.

Missis stood beside Heather, trying to keep her body within Heather's field of vision as much as possible to avoid causing misunderstandings, and at the same time secretly observed everything in the carriage.

The second team and three teams have a total of 44 soldiers, belonging to the SSA Special Forces for Mental Ability. Every soldier in the team has undergone rigorous training, with tacit cooperation, sophisticated weapons and equipment, and very effective firepower against conventional mind-ability users. The suppression resulted in the death of many powerful mind-ability users under their guns, which can be called a tough record.

But such an elite troop was instantly killed without even making it through a second, and it didn't look like the work of 'Rain Tiger' Gryffindor.

Sure enough... the murderer is this mysterious man suspected of 'Heather'?

Heather snapped her fingers at Gryffindor: "Seamo Finnigan, go to the train cab to wake up the conductor and ask him to stop three kilometers from Norim City Station."

Gryffindor nodded and walked towards the cab of the train, stepping over the headless corpses.As long as Heather heard the weird name, he was probably calling himself. Gryffindor has now been able to get a little bit of the way of getting along with Heather.

After Gryffindor left, Heather slowly dragged down the suitcase from the shelf and began to search for clothes, without raising her head, she said, "Don't be dazed, please sit down. I am very tolerant of prisoners, provided that This prisoner is obedient enough."

Originally Missis wanted to be polite, so she quickly found a seat and sat down after hearing the second part, regardless of whether there was blood on the seat or not.

Clean and fit white shirt, black suit vest, black trousers, and shiny black leather shoes, Heather changed clothes very quickly, and was already wearing a tie by taking advantage of the reflection from the car window.

He frowned at the reflection of the car window, tore off the red tie and threw it aside, then picked up a dark blue patterned tie to draw on his chest, and asked casually: "So, how did Roda Kingdom die? of?"

"The operation was personally planned and commanded by SSA chief Tolores Munk. On January 1, Munk dispatched four anti-psychic special forces and an A-level special agent group 'red team' to raid the Kajin country. On the outskirts of the Rhodakindome Manor, no one survived from the housekeeper to the maids and servants, and all of them were killed. Rhodakindom, his daughter Lily Yomzi, his son-in-law Svenk Yomzi, and his granddaughter Naomi Yomzi was arrested and returned to the SSA headquarters, tortured for 22 hours before they were executed, and the process was recorded as a video tape and distributed on the black market."

Missis knew everything. He knew that the more detailed he said now, the greater the possibility of his survival. The other party obviously planned to have enmity with the United States of Sahelta, so he, an SSA insider who knows the inside story and cooperates with all his strength, is the best chess pieces.

"...Continue, it's not just Rodakin Dom who is listed as the target of hunting, right? What about the others?" Heather was still changing his tie, and the dark blue tie was also thrown away. Choose between stripes.

"On February 2th, the leadership of the United States of Sahelta formulated a new strategy, and the rich man Batra was also included in the hunting list. His 'crime' was the same as that of Rhodakin Dom-providing Heather with super Ancient mythical weapons and a large amount of financial assistance. But even with the ability of the SSA, there is no trace of Batra. 9% of the shares were donated to Heather by means of legal notarization, and he and his new wife Isabella disappeared quietly, as if the world had evaporated. After Heather's death was confirmed, this huge inheritance comparable to the GDP of a small country in one year fell into multiple parties During the battle, dozens of lovers who claimed to be Heather's parents and a large number of illegitimate children appeared and joined the battle for inheritance."

Out of caution, Missis did not directly address the man in front of him as Heather, even though the other party made no secret of his identity.

"Aha! Lover, bastard, sounds interesting."

Heather chose a black tie and began to tie it: "But dare to pretend to be my parents... Tsk tsk, there must be a list and detailed information about these people at the SSA, right?"

"Yes, but I haven't followed the details of these people, sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll find out sooner or later. At that time, I will let them understand what it means to 'crawl along the network cable to recognize relatives'."

Heather waved her hand, neatly tied her tie, and transformed from a wild shirtless man into an elegant gentleman in a suit and leather shoes: "Continue talking."

"Because the SSA was eager to expand its results, it turned its target to Heather's tutor, the one-star hunter Izenabi. I have to say that this took a lot of effort from the SSA, after all, Heather had too little information left in the world. This top-secret news was revealed to the SSA by Pariston, the 'son' of the original Twelve Earthly Branches, after he broke away from the Hunter Association. The strange thing is that Pariston didn't get any practical benefits from it, just like..."

"Like for 'fun', right?"

Heather sat on the clean seat and raised her legs, tapped her fingers on the table, with a smile on her face:

"Palliston, Pariston . . . what a bad boy."

"When six SSA special forces surrounded the deep mountain jungle where Iznabi was hiding, Isaac Nitro, the president of the Hunter Association, personally communicated with Director Munk and saved Iznabi. It cost a lot, but the specific situation is beyond my level to know."

Misis felt sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it off. Instead, he continued to sit on the chair and said:

"Two consecutive operations ended in failure, which made Director Munk very unhappy. On April 4th, rumors about the experience of Heather' Zhan Nian Dao before learning the ability of thinking began to spread on the black market, and the SSA immediately sent people to start Investigating this matter, I was recruited to join the Gryffindor hunting operation. According to the investigation, the source of the news seems to be Pariston again, and he made no secret of his presence in this operation."

"When I started to plan to hunt down 'Rain Tiger' Gryffindor, the SSA confirmed the reliability of the news spread by Pariston through multi-party forensic investigations, and then the SSA assigned the task of hunting the grocery store owner Jack to the Special Operational Advisor 'Bald Eagle' Jordan, who dispatched two troops to Norimu City to capture the target, it should have been three weeks ago."

"...What's the result?" Heather stopped tapping on the table, and Heather's eyes fell on Missis.

Missis's pressure increased sharply, but she still bite the bullet and said:

"The news I got is...the task is completed."

###Chapter 9 Condolence X Investigation###

The Outlander's Journey The Outlander and Hunter x Hunter Chapter 9 Condolence X Investigation The sky in Norimu City is covered with cloud for at least one-third of the year, and today is no exception.

Moreover, the residents of Nuolimu City found that the thick clouds above the sky were slowly rotating like a sea vortex, and the strong humidity was mixed with the strong wind, as if a storm was coming.

Pedestrians on the street became hurried, and everyone hurried home.

Only a man wearing a black windbreaker and a black wide felt hat stood quietly in front of the ruins of 'Octopus Jack's Department Store'.

The fire destroyed everything, leaving only charred ruins.

Heather squatted down, picked up a scorched wooden signboard from the ruins in front of her, and slowly wiped off the burnt ash with her right hand wearing a black leather glove.

The shape of the poorly drawn cartoon octopus on the signboard is almost indistinguishable.

"Young man, are you a friend of the owner of this store?" A trembling old voice came from behind Heather.

Looking back, I saw a white-haired old man wearing a thick woolen coat and a bowler hat standing on the side of the street with a cane, looking at Heather:

"Don't look for it, the owner of this store has died in the fire."

"...When did it happen?" Heather casually threw the signboard back into the ruins, splashing a lot of dust.

"About three weeks ago, it was really a sudden fire. It almost swept half the street, and the fire even lit up the night sky."

The old man raised his head slightly and fell into memory:

"People in the whole street mobilized to do their best to put out the fire. Even so, four people died in the fire, including Jack, the owner of the store. Old Jack was actually a good man. Knife mouth bean curd heart, alas... good people don't live long. Huh? Young people?"

The old man came back to his senses, only to find that the young man in front of him who was wearing a black windbreaker and couldn't see his face clearly disappeared quietly at some point, as if he had never appeared before.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the old man seems to have heard the familiar "jingle bell" bell ringing in the grocery store.

The melted and twisted metal shelves meandered upwards, humming in the increasing wind, like scorched arms reaching out to the sky in a raging fire and screaming desperately.

There was a dull sound of thunder in the dark clouds, and the old man muttered, "It's strange, it hasn't rained at this time of year", then turned up his collar and walked towards his home.

Not long after, the storm came as expected, covering the sky and the earth in the rain.

The dark sky was covered by black rain clouds, and thunder flashed from time to time.

An old man in a large kimono stood on the top of a steep rock, with his right index finger and thumb circled in front of his right eye, facing the wind and rain, looking at the towering ant nest in the far east.