Chapter 107 The End of the Dark King (Fourth update, please vote for me)
“What is the difference between prey and hunter?”
Yamucha asked Hua Shidoulang.
“Who can seize the opportunity?”
“Who can hide the deepest?”
"Let's see who has more tricks?"
Huashi Doulang reported several answers in succession, and all he got was a slight shake of his head from Yamucha.
“Let’s see who is stronger. You don’t even know such a simple question.”
Hua Shi Dou Lang: “.”
“You need to be strong to strike iron. No matter your countless plots, I only need one punch.”
"If you can do this, then you will always be the hunter with the last laugh."
After hearing Yamcha's answer, Huashi Douro nodded seriously.
Just like Superman has a super brain and super strength at the same time, whenever he encounters an emergency, Superman will habitually ask his super brain what to do.
Then the super brain usually tells him: 'Use that super power of yours! ’
Strength is the king, everything else is auxiliary.
"Come on, watch a good show with me."
This time Yamcha was not only saying to Huashi Douro, but also to Dark Fighting Greymon.
“It’s called——The Curtain Call of the Dark King.”
September 4th is still night.
Do the ten old men believe that all members of the Phantom Troupe were destroyed?
A very few members believe it, but many more do not.
But one thing is certain, the Yin Beast Night Owl, who is the only one left among the ten people who failed the mission, is even less worthy of belief.
Why are you the only one who survived when everyone else died? And he’s not a Night Owl from the martial arts sect?
Did you secretly make some kind of deal with the Phantom Troupe? Is that why others didn't kill you?
So there was the previous conversation between Ye Xiao and the ten old men.
This night is a crucial night.
Ten old men hired a group of professional killers at a high price.
No matter whether the opponent is really dead or fake, after tonight the Phantom Troupe must be really dead.
It's a pity. Even a world-class professional killer pales in comparison when facing masters of the Phantom Troupe's level.
Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, easily killed the top killer who paid a very high price.
He then disguised himself as an identity and easily stole Nyon's prophetic telekinesis ability.
Finally, he led the remaining spiders to begin their official revenge.
The Necropolis Building is the center of the gang gathering in Youkexin City. Countless gang leaders from all over the world gather in this building.
Except the Mojito family!
Boom!
Flames soaring into the sky accompanied by dense explosions resounded throughout the streets.
“It’s the criminals from the Phantom Troupe!”
“Aren’t they dead?! How could they appear here?”
The gangsters’ counterattack is in The members of the brigade looked so pale and helpless.
“Damn it. Please support me. Please support me”
Before he finished speaking, his head rolled to the ground.
The nearly two thousand heavily armed troops only lasted less than a quarter of an hour before being wiped out.
Then the massacre began.
The brigade began a revenge called the Great Purge on the entire building. Their companions were dead and two of the spider's legs were broken, and now they were very angry.
This needs to be vented.
Blood must be repaid with blood debt.
The usually aloof gang leaders were no different from lambs to be slaughtered in front of the brigade members. With just a slight click, they fell in a pool of blood in a strange posture.
The leader Chrollo stood on the rooftop of the highest floor of the base building. Behind him were the killers who fell to the ground. His hands were waving constantly, as if he was playing a piece of music, like a An elegant conductor.
He called it a gangster's requiem.
Until
the arrival of two figures, one tall and one short, one old and one strong, made Chrollo put away his relaxed posture and turned to watch the two of them intently.
“Unexpectedly, they invited you here too.”
Beat the current patriarch of the enemy family, Siba, and the previous patriarch, Jeno.
They are Ilmi's father and grandfather, and their strength is at the top of the world.
Without any unnecessary words or actions, the three of them took action in an instant.
The old and strong man from the enemy family had just fought with Chrollo for a few rounds, but the air flow from his casual blow scratched Chrollo's cheek.
I know that if I don’t show my true ability, there is a high probability that I will be blamed here.
A mediocre book appeared in Chrollo's hands.
His telekinesis ability - the ultimate will of a thief.
A special ability that can steal other people's telekinesis abilities and use them as a weapon for one's own use.
Like Yamcha’s No. 8 Pawnshop, they both belong to the trait system, except that the focus of Yamcha’s ability is trading, while the focus of his ability is theft.
Strong, as powerful as crushing.
Even with the use of several very powerful telekinesis abilities, Chrollo was still at a disadvantage when facing two top masters in the assassination world.
"Teacher, that guy is cheating. I saw him using at least six different types of abilities."
The extremely subtle whisper made the three people fighting at the same time stop what they were doing and step back, leaving a safe enough distance.
The three of them looked towards the source of the sound, and saw three figures suddenly appearing there without any warning at the other end of the wall.
“Who is it?”
The three of them were shocked at the same time. Even if they were too involved in the battle, this should not happen.
“Don’t worry about us, you continue, you continue.”
Yamcha spread his hands, shrugged and said: "I just brought my students here to see the world, and get to know Mr. Siba and Mr. Geno by the way."
Although it is Don’t care about them, but how could you not?
The three of them seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not continue to attack. At the same time, they moved a few points to the side without leaving any trace.
Except for the three new people who appeared, except for the one with the scar on his face, who was pretty strong, the remaining two couldn't see any depth.
Especially the guy whose face is covered by a wide cloak.
Looking at each other, there was a faint illusion that the hairs were standing on end.
This is definitely a dangerous person! A very dangerous one!
A killer’s instinct is never wrong!
"I told you before that you would lose money if you accepted this order, you tough guy."
Jeno hunched over and curled his lips, saying very dissatisfied.
Di di di di
Just when the three parties were in a stalemate, a button device on Xiba's waist suddenly sounded, and he picked it up, his eyes still fixed on the person on the Yamu coffee table.
A very subtle voice sounded in my ears, and the key points were stated in a few words.
"Okay, I understand."
Siba nodded expressionlessly, and his eyes fell on Chrollo, staying there for less than half a second. Then he turned to his father.
"The client dies and the mission is aborted."
Fourth update, there is one more chapter that I can't hold on to. I will take a moment and have to go to work during the day
(End of this chapter)