Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

In the joint conference hall, sitting east and facing west, the venue is spacious, bright and magnificent.

Kim Bradley stepped into the joint conference hall, and under the guidance of the staff, sat in the seat with his name written on it. Representatives from various countries were gradually seated around him, ready to start the meeting.

"Ten days to be careful."

Suddenly, a staff member came to Kim Bradley, brought him a cup of hot tea, said something in a low voice, and then turned and left very naturally.

Kim Bradley's face was flat. He had already sensed Envi before he arrived at the headquarters of the V5 organization.

It's just that he didn't expect that Enwei would come here to remind him to be careful about the existence of some institution or organization.

"What kind of organization is Ten Tiangan?"

Kim Bradley looked at the gradually quiet conference hall, and lowered his voice.

"Never heard of it, give me some time to investigate."

Ike Champe's muffled voice came from tiny earphones behind Kim Bradley's ear.

"Papa papa..."

As soon as Ike Champe finished speaking, there was bursts of applause in the joint conference hall. It turned out that the secretary-general of the V5 organization, Kostel, took the stage to speak and announced the opening of the conference.

The main topic of this meeting is the various international impacts of the outbreak.

The V5 organization will cooperate with countries around the world to discuss and discuss various international issues that have emerged during the epidemic.

This is the theme of this joint meeting. To solve international problems, it cannot be solved by a single country or a certain alliance.

As for the Umbrella company-a thing, it just happened at the right time.

Of course, all countries are now paying attention to Umbrella. After all, the emergence of new antibiotics is the hope of solving this global crisis.

But also because of this, it is only natural to give Umbrella Biotechnology a representative position to attend this meeting.

After a long time, the secretary-general of the V5 organization finished his speech, and the conference hall became noisy.

Kim Bradley looked around with a flat face. There are a total of 1,800 seats in the joint conference hall, and there are 1,500 representatives from various countries sitting at the moment.

Most people wear blue masks so that they can communicate with others with confidence.

Along with the progress of the meeting, the speeches of representatives of various countries, each issue was either decided or left for discussion later.

Finally, the eyes of the world have shifted to the key issues of the epidemic.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Accompanied by the continuous sound of shutters, a large number of media around the hall pointed their cameras at Kim Bradley.

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When the whole world is focusing its attention and attention on the headquarters of the V5 organization.

At 21:11, there was a surprise attack on Umbrella Corporation in Vita Trillo City, Cajin Empire.

Trent Tretto, general manager of Umbrella's corporate division.

At this time, he was leaving the banquet organized by the local mayor. After declining the warm invitation from the mayor Gudmond, he boarded his luxury car and headed towards the best star-rated hotel in the area. drive away.

This meeting is the key to Umbrella Corporation, and it is also the key to Vita Trillo City.

The establishment and commissioning of Umbrella's branch and production base here will bring new hope to the city.

This is related to whether the mayor Gudmond can be re-elected in the next election, and it is also related to the interests of Umbrella Corporation.

If Umbrella and the local government can cooperate smoothly,

It can be described as a win-win situation.

And Trent is not an ordinary person who can sit on the position of general manager of the Umbrella branch.

He spent a lot of manpower and money to investigate the mayor's preferences and intelligence. On the premise that both parties have the intention to cooperate, he managed to break into the mayor's inner circle in just one week.

However, Gudmond also did it on purpose.

"Hmph, the next thing will be much easier."

Trent sat on the sofa in the car and chuckled. The ruined country of the Kajin Empire is really dirty and corrupt.

Thinking of those people I met at the banquet, businessmen, gangsters, politicians, these people who can't stand together on the surface, but they are like each other in private.

The Kajin Empire is not rich. It is a low-middle-income country in this world, with a per capita national income of less than 30,000 ringis.

In the eyes of outsiders, this income is barely enough.

But only after you have really been to this country and have a deep understanding of it yourself, you will know.

Even this number is false.

Trent looked out of the window at the passing street, lost in memory.

Before he became the general manager of the Umbrella branch, he came to this country for inspection. He traveled to many places and saw many slums.

They have no jobs, cannot solve the problem of food and clothing, and live in rotten shacks that are full of garbage and stinky sewers. They can only make ends meet by looking for all kinds of things of extremely low value in the garbage dumps every day.

Of course, even in the most backward places, there are wealthy areas.

Vita Trillo's Hope Avenue is like a high wall erected between the rich area and the poor area, which is unattainable.

The life of the rich and the life of the slums belong to two concepts.

Millions of people live in bacteria-infested, foul-smelling slums and shanty towns. When they are fighting over a piece of meat in a trash can, the rich are using a set of tableware for hundreds of thousands of nuns and enjoying a hundred thousand Wan Jinni's dinner.

Trent saw all this in his eyes and kept it in his heart, but he had no mercy for it.

Once upon a time, he was so similar to those people in the slums, and he was able to get to where he is today, all because of his hard work.

In this absurd world, it has always been a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

"Squeak~!!"

Just as Trent was immersed in thinking, the car slammed to a stop, and Trent fell headfirst on the ground inside the car.

"what happened!?"

Trent got up with the help of the bodyguard, his tone was displeased.

"The car in front stopped suddenly."

Another bodyguard inquired about the reason from the headset and reported to Trent.

In front of the limousine, an old car stood in front of them. The owner of the car seemed to be arguing with someone, but because they spoke the local dialect, the bodyguards could not understand it.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, the bodyguards can help them "coordinate".

"Sawady Road..."

The noisy locals noticed the two bodyguards, looked at the limousine behind them, and immediately put on a flattering smile, nodding and bowing in apology.

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

"We've wasted everyone's time, so we'll move it away."

When talking to the bodyguards, they speak the Common Tongue of the Hunter World. Only then did the bodyguards realize that someone was riding a motorcycle across the road and was almost hit.

After apologizing to the bodyguards, the six hoodlums who had been arguing with the driver of the battered car turned to their fallen motorcycle, intending to pick it up and get out of here.

"how's it going?"

In the limousine, Trent asked the bodyguard who was quietly listening to the sound in the headset.

"It's okay, it's just that a few gangsters almost caused a car accident."

"Then let them leave quickly."

Trent frowned after hearing the bodyguard's answer.

In front, the six gangsters and the owner of the car walked towards their motorcycle and the old car respectively, and the two bodyguards were also about to turn around and return to the car.

"Crack..."

At this moment, the two bodyguards heard an extremely familiar voice.

The two turned around suddenly, only to see the six gangsters and the owner of the car suddenly turned around, holding rifles in their arms, and shot at them with cold faces.

"Bang bang bang..."

The incident happened suddenly, and the unprepared two bodyguards rolled on the spot, avoiding the bullets floating all over the street, and rolled behind the body of the limousine.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The bullets shot at the body of the car, making bullet holes one by one, and the tires were also blown out of air.

Inside the car, the expressions of the two bodyguards changed immediately when they heard the gunshots. They pushed open the door and took out their pistols to fight back under the cover of the door.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots were fired, and the two enemy personnel were shot dead immediately. Besides the two of them, the other two bodyguards who were avoiding the sneak attack also used the cover of the car to fight back.

Soon, under their superb gun skills, the six gangsters including the car owner were all killed.

In the car, listening to the quiet street, Trent breathed a sigh of relief.

These bodyguards are all elites sent by the headquarters. It is said that they are all elites who have retired from the Marine Corps of various countries. After retiring, they entered the company's security department, received various security trainings, and possessed professional security skills.

"Papa..."

At this moment, a slow applause sounded from the dark alley in the street, which raised the vigilance of the three bodyguards.

"Experts like you actually feel at ease as an ordinary person's bodyguard."

"It just strikes me as incredible."

A man with a horse face stepped out of a dark alley next to the street, with long blond curly hair, a white suit, and a pair of round eyes staring like copper bells, like a pair of bull's eyes.

"Why don't you come and be my subordinates."

"It's definitely more chic and happy than what you guys do as bodyguards, and your income will be more than ten times what it is now."

The man with the horse face cracked his mouth and smiled, inviting the four bodyguards.

"who are you!?"

But they didn't respond to this, and even pointed their guns at him, solemnly.

"It seems to be rejected, but unfortunately..."

The horse-faced man shook his head with pity, and continued to walk towards the luxury car, his leather shoes stepping on the asphalt road, making a "da da" sound of footsteps.

"stop!"

The four bodyguards frowned and warned, but the horse-faced man still approached the car with a smile on his face, not paying attention to them at all.

"Bang bang bang..."

Seeing that the warning was ineffective, the four bodyguards aimed at the man with the horse face and pulled the triggers in unison.

"Puff puff……"

The horse-faced man paused, and his body twitched crazily. When the bodyguards fired all the bullets in the magazine, the horse-faced man's upper body was densely covered with dozens of blood holes.

"boom."

The man with the horse face fell to the ground on his back, a large amount of blood flowed out from the bullet holes, flowing along the ground towards the surroundings.

The four bodyguards approached slowly, and the upper body of the horse-faced man was covered with dozens of dense blood holes, from which blood slowly flowed out.

With so many bullets, he must be dead.

Inside the car, Trent felt uneasy, and he heard the applause outside just now.

After seeing the way the four bodyguards dealt with the attackers, the visitor still appeared in such a big way, which meant that the visitor had absolute confidence.

Now that the gunshots stopped, he couldn't control his anxiety and stepped out of the car door.

"Huh~"

He saw the bullet casings all over the floor and a pile of corpses of people he had never seen before, presumably belonging to the enemy, and he was relieved.

Looking to the other side, there were four bodyguards standing in front of a bloody corpse.

"Report it to the supervisor."

The four bodyguards looked at each other and nodded, and decided to report the incident here to Pride, the security director. Someone in the Kajin Empire actually assassinated their company's branch executives.

One of the bodyguards raised his right hand and touched the headset.

"goodnight!"

Suddenly, the dead man with the horse face suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood flowing on the surrounding ground suddenly changed and condensed, turning into sharp blood thorns, stabbing at the four bodyguards.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The body of the four bodyguards twitched for a while, their mouths were slightly opened, their heads were lowered and their eyes widened as they stared at the blood thorns piercing through their bodies, full of disbelief.

They never thought that someone would use blood as an ability to attack.

Because of this, the four bodyguards were almost powerless to resist, and were instantly pierced by a large number of bloody spikes.

The horse-faced man's face was pale, as if caused by excessive blood loss. With a "poof", he pulled out the bloody spikes from the bodyguards' bodies, turning them into strands of blood and shrinking them back into the body.

"Well, this ability is really troublesome."

"Every time you activate it, you must be injured first. Although the blood can be controlled not to flow out, the wound will not heal automatically."

The horse-faced man was a little purple, pressing his chest with one hand, and slowly walked towards Trent who was standing next to the car, his pale face looked particularly perverted.

His ability is to manipulate his own blood, but it is limited to this, he cannot heal wounds, let alone manipulate other people's blood.

When he was shot, he used his breath to protect his vitals.

His ability ensures that it doesn't matter how much blood is shed as long as he doesn't get hit hard.

"you you you……"

Trent's lips trembled, he kept backing away, sprained his feet in a burst of tension, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Our lord wants to talk to your boss through you."

The horse-faced man mentioned the limp Trent, and led him into the dark alleys of the street.

"Ah~~ I really envy your ability, as long as you don't get hurt, you won't die."

In the dark alley, a slightly teasing voice sounded, but what followed, besides the voice of the man with the horse face, were the footsteps of three people.

"Stop talking nonsense, and quickly bring the team leader back."

"By the way, aren't you curious?"

"It's just a senior executive of a branch company, but he has four bodyguards with nostalgia abilities. Those are those with nostalgia abilities."

Another young and somewhat curious voice answered, and as they walked forward, the voice became farther and farther away.