Chapter 127 I’m Going to Die, I’m Going to Die...

Green hair.

A vague memory emerged—it was the young man from Ganlin City who helped him with fake ID.

At that time, Moses was impressed by the other party's business ethics. He didn't cause any trouble because of his age, and he simply settled the transaction efficiently.

Moses stopped and took a closer look at the green-haired young man's face, which gradually overlapped with the image in his memory.

'What a coincidence.'

'Could it be that there's also cross-regional manpower deployment in the criminal organizations?'

'To be able to transfer members from Ganlin City to a place as far as Nightless City.'

Moses pondered in his mind.

On the other side, Brother Fly didn't dare to look at Moses anymore. Unknowingly, beads of sweat already formed on his forehead.

'That boy!?'

'What's going on, what's going on...'

'It was obvious that we had not seen each other for a little over an hour, so why does he feel even more terrifying?'

'It is like changing from a fierce and aggressive tiger to a fearsome tyrannosaurus rex.'

'Isn't the change too exaggerated?'

Brother Fly couldn't imagine what had happened in just over an hour.

Being extremely confident in his abilities, even reaching a pathological level, he never considered the possibility of misjudgment.

He genuinely believed that Moses underwent an unknown transformation in just over an hour, and this transformation brought about a more palpable sense of fear.

"Brother Fly, what's wrong? Why are you sweating so much?"

One of the underlings who was following Brother Fly suddenly noticed something strange about Brother Fly.

Hearing this, the others all turned to look at Brother Fly, wearing expressions of confusion.

The venue of the underground fighting arena was attacked, many people died at the scene, and even Miss Koko was injured.

This sudden major event could indeed make lower-tier guys like them tremble.

However, since the frontline task of chasing down the enemy was not assigned to them, there was no need to worry about it.

"Let's go, move quickly."

Brother Fly didn't have time to explain, so he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth with great difficulty, and immediately dragged his stiff body forward.

The direction he chose was away from Moses's position.

The underlings exchanged puzzled looks, not understanding what was happening.

They always felt that Brother Fly was acting strangely tonight. But after asking, they couldn't get an answer, so they could only follow Brother Fly honestly.

Walking at the front, Brother Fly kept praying in his heart that Moses wouldn't notice him.

At the same time, he took out his phone from his pocket and looked down at the photo sent by the gang.

The photo showed a tall young man with multiple swellings on his face, not the terrifying boy behind him.

Before this, Brother Fly had actually confirmed it several times.

But now, seeing Moses again, he couldn't help but take out the photo to confirm once more.

It's because he had a premonition that Moses would cause trouble when he saw him before.

At that time, he planned to follow him to see the situation, but due to fear and apprehension, he had no choice but to retreat.

As a result, something big happened at the underground fighting arena, and even Miss Koko was injured in the accident.

When he first heard this news, Moses's appearance instantly appeared in Brother Fly's mind.

However, the photo sent by the gang later contradicted his judgment.

'No matter what, I must stay away from him...'

Brother Fly shouted in his heart.

Having participated in large-scale brawls involving hundreds of people.

Having been cut and stabbed with a knife.

Also shot and injured.

Walking on this path, it was difficult to count how many times he had teetered on the edge of life and death.

But relying on 'intuition', he always managed to turn the danger into safety, gripping onto the thread of life tightly...

Therefore, he had never experienced excessive fear.

But now-

Just one glance at Moses, Brother Fly couldn't help but feel indescribable fear. In a trance, he had the illusion of endless black shadows pressing on his shoulders.

This baseless sensory perception he called 'intuition' is telling him loudly: Stay away from him, stay away from him quickly!

"Do you still remember me?"

Just when Brother Fly's emotions surged, Moses's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

In an instant, Brother Fly's vision went dark, and a chill suddenly surged from his spine, spreading to all parts of his body in an instant.

Bone-chilling!

Brother Fly felt like his heart had lost its warmth.

He stared blankly at Moses, who appeared out of nowhere in front of him. His mind went blank. He opened his mouth and couldn't even say the word 'remember'.

Obviously, there is no enmity or grudge between them, and they even made a friendly transaction.

Under this premise, Brother Fly's fear is completely unreasonable.

However, Brother Fly could clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from Moses.

That inexplicable dangerous aura kept attacking Brother Fly's nerves, giving rise to an indescribable fear.

Brother Fly has reason to believe in his 'intuition'.

Certainly, it must be because of his extraordinary ability that he could sense an unfounded danger from the boy in front of him.

That's right.

It's all because he was special.

Otherwise.

These guys around him...

Should have been frightened by Moses's aura like him and couldn't even speak.

"Hmm?"

Looking at Brother Fei's reaction, a hint of confusion crossed appeared in Moses's mind.

'I'm clearly not emitting hostility, killing intent, or even a strong presence.'

'Considering our previous interactions, this green-haired man should have no reason to be afraid of me.'

'And yet, he was so scared that he seemed to forget to breathe.'

Moses was confused and asked: "Are you afraid of me?"

"…"

Brother Fly opened his mouth, his eyes were dull, and he still couldn't say anything.

"Hey, which place do you come from, brat?"

"Do you want to die, brat!"

However, the surrounding underlings finally reacted and rioted on the spot.

They were usually arrogant and domineering, so when they saw Moses trying to talk to Brother Fly with indifferent expression, before Brother Fly could say anything, they took a step forward and ready to lay hands on Moses.

The impulsive actions of the underlings, like the last straw, finally broke the taut string in Brother Fly's head.

'I'm going to die, I'm going to die...!!'

"Are you idiots? Kneel down right now!"

Holding onto his will to survive, Brother Fly finally found the strength to speak.

Glaring at his underlings with a fierce expression, he roared: "Kneel down and apologize to this big brother!!"

"???"

The underlings were immediately dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Moses also wore a puzzled expression.

Brother Fly, with an angry look, swept his gaze over his underlings and shouted: "Are all of you deaf or what?"

"…"

The underlings looked at each other in confusion.

This was the first time they had seen Brother Fly so furious, so they could only follow Brother Fly's order and kneel down to apologize to Moses.

Moses paid no attention to these underlings and curiously observed Brother Fly.

Facing Moses's gaze, Brother Fly forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. Sweat streamed down his face like a faucet.

"Let's have a private chat."

Moses looked at Brother Fly, and suggested with a smile.

How could Brother Fly dare to refuse, so he nodded crazily.

Twenty minutes later.

At a corner seat in a bar facing the street.

Faced with Moses's questions, the helpless and pitiful Brother Fly spilled everything.

This included his initial instinctual sense that Moses was not someone to mess with upon their first encounter. It further highlighted the impact of the two interactions they had tonight, separated by just over an hour.

"Intuition, huh…?"

Moses looked at Brother Fly with a strange expression in his eyes.

'This kind of talent...'

'It is like being able to accurately identify a murderer hidden in the crowd at a busy intersection.'

'There is no doubt that this person has the potential to awaken Nen on his own. And as long as he does not die, he will be able to turn this talent into Nen Ability sooner or later.

If Moses intervenes at this moment, and assisted Brother Fly in awakening his Nen and imparting related Nen knowledge, there was a good chance that, like himself, would directly surpass the Four Fundamental Techniques and awaken his own unique Nen Ability.

'A rare talent indeed…'

Moses thought to himself.