A foreigner's journey

At 9:20 pm on September 3, there were still 40 minutes left before the gang auction in the cemetery building started.

Each level entrance near the cemetery building is heavily guarded. The police and gangsters mix together and work together to fully embody the style of this sinful city.

"Um?"

The gang members in Area C were on guard and chatting with their firearms when suddenly they noticed a group of weirdos walking in the darkness of the park woods in the distance.

"Hey, who are you? No unauthorized entry is allowed here!"

"I'll give you three seconds and disappear immediately!"

Several gangsters who were closer immediately picked up pistols and submachine guns and pointed them at the seven uninvited guests. The other gangsters were not nervous. These people were unarmed and posed no threat. How could they use their flesh and blood to fight against firearms and bullets?

But one of the gangsters said with some confusion: "Wait a minute, I remember that dwarf is in the photo..."

The next moment, the heads and bodies of these gun-toting gangsters were all separated.

"Assholes, you..." Several other gangsters stood up immediately. As soon as they touched their weapons, their necks were twisted five or six times with a series of bone-breaking sounds.

The figures of Feitan and Finks appeared at the other end, and their combat power was as far out of reach as the abyss for ordinary people.

There was only one gang member left at the scene who had not had time to pick up his weapon. He was half-kneeling on the ground and was about to scream when a big hand pinched his face and lifted him up. Phinks pulled him away from the place with a cold expression: "Let you speak before you speak, otherwise I will crush your head."

Pike Notan stepped forward and put his hand on the gangster's shoulder: "Brother, do you know where the Nosla Gang is?"

"What's the Nosla Gang! I don't know!" The gangster whose face was pinched was very tough, roaring loudly and struggling. Then his head was crushed directly by Finks, like a rotten orange crushed by a boulder.

Pike Notan shook off the blood on his sleeves: "The gang leaders and their bodyguards gathered on the fourth floor because they were going to attend the auction. The leader of the Nosla Gang, Wright Nosla, had to take care of his daughter who was in a coma. All the gang bodyguards stayed on the top floor of the building, which is the ninth floor. Leader, the divination poem mentioned avoiding excessive killing, do you need to sneak in quietly? "

Chrollo had already put his hair back and said in a cold tone: "There is no need to hide, just go in openly. If anyone is not in the way, let them go. If anyone dares to stop them, kill them!"

"receive!"

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Almost every floor is filled with gunpowder smoke, and a large number of gangsters armed with weapons are dying in strange ways. Either his neck was broken, or he was hung by invisible threads into a puppet with twisted joints, or he had sharp playing cards embedded in vital parts of his body.

The number of corpses became less and less as the floors went up. It was obvious that the gangsters were also frightened by this group of crazy thieves. Even on the sixth floor, not even a single person could be seen. The entire floor was empty, as was the seventh and eighth floors.

Up to the guest rooms belonging to the Nosla gang on the ninth floor of the top floor.

squeak——

The door was pushed open and Chrollo led the group members into the room.

There were no imaginary gang members or bodyguards. The room was empty except for the vigilante's body hanging upside down from the ceiling. A note was nailed to the horrible body with a dagger——

[We are waiting for you all on the roof of the building. 】

Finks' fists clenched loudly, and his joints turned white. He laughed angrily: "Ha...I will crush their bones one by one!"

Feitan showed a sinister smile and slowly turned the special umbrella in his hand.

"The scene was very noisy. When the other party learned about our raid, it was impossible to escape from the building because all the passages were cleared by us one by one, unless we jumped from the top floor."

Chrollo looked up at the ceiling, as if he had penetrated the concrete and steel bars and saw the Avengers on the rooftop:

"Come on, let's go meet these three daring guys for a while."

The night wind gradually picked up, and the members of the brigade stood on the rooftop of the spacious and empty cemetery building, looking at the two people standing far away opposite.

One has half-length blond hair, neutral appearance, and a chain wrapped around each of the five fingers of his right hand.

The other has a slender and well-proportioned figure, with matte slightly curly black hair hanging loosely. He is wearing a black handmade suit that is obviously of extraordinary value, and has a faint smile on his handsome face.

Chain hand and Nian Zhan knife!

The members of the brigade were all ready to take action, but none of them acted rashly without the commander's order.

"I have a question I want to ask before the fight begins."

Chrollo's black coat rustled in the night wind:

"Are any of you survivors of the Kuluta tribe? I already understand your reasons for taking revenge on the brigade. What I want to know is, what did Wo Jin and Xia Ke say before they died?"

Thinking of the tragic corpses of Wo Jin and Xia Ke, the members of the brigade were furious.

Heather picked her ears: "You mean the stupid big guy and the baby face? They knelt down and begged for mercy and cried miserably. I also recorded it on video. Do you want to see it? It's free."

"...Kill him! Commander, give me the order, let me kill him!" Nobunaga's eyes were bloodshot, and the hand holding the handle of the knife at his waist was trembling slightly.

Chrollo's expression was calm: "Is it really okay to give up the communication session before the war?"

"That's weird. What's there to talk about with you guys who do all kinds of evil and disgusting things?"

The cold wind at night became more and more violent, and Heather let out a heartless laugh:

"Are you planning to stay there shivering and shouting at me on the rooftop all night with tears in your eyes? If you want to be beaten, hurry up. I still want to go to bed."

"Okay, last question."

Chrollo looked around: "Where is your third companion?"

Chrollo had already opened the [Circle] when he stepped onto the rooftop, but he didn't find anyone else ambushing him.

To his surprise, the black-haired young man opposite smiled evilly:

"The third companion? Isn't he right next to you?"

What?

Chrollo was startled, and then felt an astonishing murderous aura coming from behind him!

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Hisoka held a playing card and mercilessly cut the neck of Nobunaga who was closest to him.

Nobunaga's face was dull, and only half of his neck was connected, and blood was gushing out!

Hisoka is a traitor! ?

Everyone present had different reactions. Maggie, Pikenotan and Finks went to pick up Nobunaga who was covering his neck and falling down. Feitan and Chrollo suddenly exerted force on their feet and at the same time moved towards Hisoka who was escaping from the place. Attack.

Feitan pulled out a sharp sword from the special umbrella in his hand and stabbed Hisoka in the waist and abdomen from a tricky angle. When Chrollo was about to attack Hisoka from the other side, he suddenly turned around.

Heather and Kurapika's attacks also arrived.

Kurapika suddenly swung the chain with his middle finger and threw it towards Chrollo. The slender chain whizzed violently in the air, but Chrollo avoided it sideways with agile movements.

The golden flames in Heather's hand condensed and formed, and the shining golden cross sword suddenly fell from top to bottom, like thunder.

Chrollo quietly took out a half-length odd-shaped dagger, and with a clang, the blade of the cross sword clashed with intense flames.

The melee begins!

PS: The second update will be at 5pm