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But~

Kurapika just felt that the other party would never be killed so easily.

"There must be something wrong..."

He raised his head and looked carefully at the ten old men on the screen.

Then~~~

"Huh?!!"

The signal was not clear because of the snow on the screen just now, so he didn't notice it.

But now he looked over and found out.

The ten old men looked completely different from normal people.

It's okay that his eyes were dull, but even his facial muscles and expressions seemed stiff.

At first glance, he looked like a robot, or a puppet, opening and closing his mouth and speaking fixed words.

"It's only a matter of time before we deal with the other gang members."

The ten old men in the picture are still explaining the current situation in a normal tone:

"Let the professional killers do this, and you can enjoy the fun of the underground auction."

This normality now is the biggest abnormality! !

It's obviously such a gratifying and morale-boosting thing.

But the tone of the ten old men is normal and rigid, without any fluctuations at all.

It's as if he was born without any emotions.

Or, he originally had emotions, but now...

"It's like a puppet controlled by someone, doing and saying what the person who controls him wants to express word by word."

Kurapika stared at him.

He used [Condensation] and saw a little bit of telekinesis fluctuations on the old man.

Either the other party is a person who can't read at all, or the other party has completely lost the energy of life.

That is to say, he is dead.

"The ten old men... are they dead?!"

A bold idea that almost made all the underworld groups feel absurd and ridiculous came to his mind.

Kurapika didn't think that the ten old men were anything great.

People will die if they are killed.

Especially in this world with strange and bizarre mind abilities.

If they were called the ten old men, even he himself might die from some strange mind ability.

The current situation of the ten old men seemed very strange.

Of course, the many underworld cadres and bosses who looked ferocious and had little brains didn't see it at all.

They never thought that the ten old men would be killed.

They even think this is the right thing to do.

The leader of the Phantom Troupe was killed by their underworld organization, which is in line with their style as the king of the underground forces.

Their underworld group is the most awesome!!

A group of underworld gang members who think that God is the boss and they are the second, one by one, are so right.Of course.

Even the host was beaming with joy, announcing:

"I believe everyone has heard it!!"

He spread his hands and said loudly: "This time, the video transmission will allow everyone to see the true face of the ten old men."

"Everyone is welcome to participate in the underground auction!!!"

Ahhh~!!

Just when the gangsters on the scene were excited and Kurapika frowned and thought secretly.

In a certain unknown and very secluded room.

A huge round table stood in the center of the room.

There were exactly ten seats around the round table.

Representing the ten most powerful people who control the underworld forces of the six continents.

That is, the "Ten Old Men" who stand at the top of the entire underworld group.

In theory, holding such power and standing in such a high position.

Not to mention the domineering aura of the two hands, it is also awe-inspiring, or some aura is different from others.

However, here now, it is dead silent.

Buzz.

Even flies are flying around in this room.

You know, flies generally like rotten things.

So.

There was a fly that circled half a circle in the air and finally landed on the face of the representative of the Ten Old Men who was speaking on the big screen just now.

And it kept crawling on it.

Even~~~

He crawled on the eyeball of the representative of the Ten Old Men.

The latter was still indifferent, without any movement.

Even the pupil of the eyeball did not blink.

If you turn the camera, you will see it.

In the back of his head, there were those familiar-looking mind spikes.

And it wasn't just him.

The heads of the other ten old men were treated the same way.

"Bili~Bili~Bili."

In the empty room, only the sound of the phone ringing could be heard.

At the same time, it also echoed on the top floor of the Semetali Building.

"Beep."

In the midst of smoke and dust, dust was flying.

Shiba waved his hand, one hand blew away the smoke and dust, and the other hand took out the phone to answer the call:

"Ilmi?"

"Well, where is my employer?"

Next to the round table meeting of the ten old men, Ilmi, who was wearing a red killer uniform, stood there and went straight to the point.

"Still here."

Shiba replied calmly.

He saw with his own eyes his father Zeno and their target Kuroro, both of whom threw the rubble away almost at the same time and crawled out from underneath.

Neither of them seemed to have suffered any injuries, only the gray-black dust made them look a little embarrassed.

"Ah, are you fighting?"

Ilmi, who heard the noise on the other end of the phone, remained calm:

"Great, tell him for me..."

"I have already dealt with the ten old men."

Ilmi said the most indifferent words that could cause the outside world to turn upside down.

"Please ask him to remit the money to the designated account according to the original agreement."

As he said this, he did not forget to look back and look at his younger brother Kurt at the door, and his grandfather's grandfather, Maha Zoldyck.

Well, the whereabouts of the ten old men have always been erratic and no one knows.

Even their closest people may not know where they are.

It was all thanks to Kurt's paper cranes that helped him find the target.

He was able to complete the task in advance before his father and grandfather killed his employer.

He killed the ten old men first, which means...

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On the roof of the Semetali Building, Zeno Zoldyck stood up from the rubble and shook his head.

"It seems that we have saved our lives."

He also said the lucky words casually.

It was as if they were not the ones who gambled their lives and launched the most dangerous and fatal attack just now.

"Aren't you going to kill me now?"

Kuroro, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, asked knowingly.

"The people who hired my father and me were the ten old men."

Zeno said as a matter of course, "Now that the employer is dead, you are no longer our target for assassination."

This is the business of their Zoldyck family.

They accept orders from clients and orders from assassination targets.

Although they are a family, they have their own trading partners, so they can be said to be "serving their own masters".

Even if there is a situation where the client and the target place orders separately to assassinate each other.

Both parties will still carry out the assassination mission by risking their lives.

It's just a matter of seeing which party completes it first, and then the other party can only stop. []

Even if they know that there is a high possibility that they will not be able to complete the order, they will do their best to complete the work based on their lives.

This is their work attitude and professional ethics.

"Really?"

Chuloro also dusted himself off and stood up, "What a surprise, there won't be such a chance to kill me in the future."

"Do you mistakenly think that we father and son are also killers who enjoy killing people?"

Jeno felt it necessary to correct Chuloro's misunderstanding of them:

"We are just doing business."

"We won't do anything that would cost us our lives or make us work for nothing."

Even if Chuloro wasn't a client of his grandson Ilmi, Geno would have wanted to send his business card to him again to expand his business.business.

But now he also turned his back to Kuroro, as if he no longer regarded him as a target of battle.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Hmm?"

"If we have to fight..."

Kuroro's eyes became dark and deep: "Who will win between me and the two of you?"

"Oh, is there any need to say that?"

Zeno smiled at a brat:

"Nine out of ten, I win."

"But if you are determined to kill me, that's another matter."

Zeno usually said very conservative words, and he didn't forget to comment on Kuroro:

"What a cocky kid."

He put his hands behind his back and followed the silent Silva and the other man, walking outside.

Kuroro watched the two of them walk out of the door that was smashed at the beginning, and then he relaxed a little.

"I'm so tired..."

He was about to lie down on the ground, "I can't steal anything no matter how hard I try..."

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

Everything that happened just now, like a quick review, was replayed in his mind again.

Then, his eyes suddenly raised and locked on the smashed door that Zeno and Silva walked out of.

When the two came in, they also smashed the door very simply.

Kuroro didn't think about this action at first, and always felt that it was a preemptive move.

But combined with everything that happened later, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

"Blast the door, they won't do such a boring thing."

"With their character of not doing anything for nothing, they won't do such a thing as destroying the door, and they won't even bother to care."

"And the reason why they did this is only one..."

Chuloro's back straightened up slowly:

"They think that doing so will be beneficial to their next battle, so they took this approach!!"

"Blasting the door will be beneficial to them? No, it should be..."

Chuloro murmured, "Removing the condition of [Secret Room] will be beneficial to them!!"

"They know that I have the ability of [Secret Room Fish]!!"

"So first eliminate this ability of mine in this way!!"

On the other side, in the corridor on the top floor of the Semetali Building.

"You two, thank you for your hard work."

Molek looked at the order list that had been completed this time and walked out. He had no aggression or defense on his body... On the surface, the two former and current heads of the Zoldyck family were gone.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly. .