Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 330 Could it be him?!

The first thing Killua and Gon did upon arriving at Yorknew City was...

The purpose was to inform Morrow that they had become the owners of the Sky Arena and about their movements in Yorknew City.

However, the messages sent to Moro seemed to disappear without a trace, and no reply was received.

When they tried to call him directly, they were told that Moro's phone was switched off.

In fact, Moro has already established a preliminary cooperation agreement with Molina, with the focus on assassinating the head of the Ai family.

So even if they see the messages from Killua and Gon, they won't reply.

Killua and Gon, who had not received a reply for a long time, did not dwell on the matter.

Before the auction began, they first acquired tickets to the Southpis auction on September 1st, and then began to closely monitor the movements of the tycoon Batra.

After half a day of investigation, the two not only confirmed the hotel where Batra's team was staying, but also found out that Batra was going to hold a "recruitment meeting" on September 5th, and that online registration had already been opened.

"September 5th happens to be the auction date for the last Greed Island set. It seems that Batra plans to start the recruitment event as soon as he gets the game."

Killua sat under a parasol on the cafe's terrace, gently lifting his sunglasses with his finger.

He looked thoughtfully toward the hotel and sighed, "However, the auction hasn't even started yet, and he dares to announce the recruitment plan in advance. This confidence is practically declaring to everyone that he is determined to get these games."

Across from Killua, Gon was also wearing a pair of flashy sunglasses, but he was carrying a fishing rod with him, which looked rather incongruous.

"If we can pass the recruitment committee's screening, we can go to Greed Island!"

Xiao Jie also turned his head to look in the direction of the hotel, his eyes sparkling.

Killua leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head, and said, "But we can't put all our hopes on the recruitment screening. It would be best to have a backup plan."

"A backup plan?"

Gon's gaze shifted, and he looked curiously at Killua.

Killua then revealed a smile that said, "Everything is under control."

Youkexin Street late at night.

The neon lights illuminated Killua's annoyed face in a riot of colors.

"Damn it! If I had stepped on that colored light in the last round, I could have gotten 20 times the prize money!"

He frantically grabbed at his silver hair.

Xiao Jie, holding his fishing rod blankly, looked around the empty street: "So... this is the backup plan you were talking about?"

"Well..."

Killua awkwardly touched his nose and said, "It was mainly bad luck. I was just a little bit short. If I had won, 20 times 2 million would be 40 billion."

His voice grew softer and softer until it turned into a resentful mutter.

Xiao Jie sighed, still shaken, and said, "Your mentality of making a fortune with one gamble was wrong from the start. Luckily, I didn't listen to you. If I had followed your betting advice, I would have lost my 2 million too."

"Oh right, you still have two hundred million there!"

Killua suddenly perked up.

Xiao Jie immediately looked wary and said, "Absolutely, absolutely not!"

"Tch, if you don't want to give it to me, then don't."

Killua looked disappointed and muttered, "Stingy."

With their backup plan falling through, the two had no choice but to return to the hotel and wait for the auction to begin the next day.

The hotel they stayed at was the same one Batra stayed at.

This was, of course, done on purpose.

However, they haven't contacted Batra yet, and instead plan to observe the auction first.

As soon as they stepped into the hotel lobby, Gon grabbed Killua's sleeve.

Batra was sitting on a leather sofa in the lobby waiting area, surrounded by several men in military uniforms who seemed to be standing casually around him.

The seemingly loose positioning of these individuals actually blocked all possible routes to Batra.

One of the tall men was none other than Juezi Jue La, a one-star professional hunter.

Every time Batra bids for Greed Island, Zezzera has to return from Greed Island.

On one hand, he was responsible for Batra's safety, and on the other hand, he served as a reviewer for the recruitment committee, responsible for evaluating the ability holders who came to apply.

The arrival of Gon and Killua immediately caught Zetsu Zetsu's attention.

It wasn't because of a professional instinct, but simply because both Gon and Killua are Devil Fruit users.

Since he is an ability user, we should definitely be more careful.

Zetsu Zetsu's gaze lingered on Killua and Gon, and after seeing their rather refined Enchanting technique, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Judging by age, this was the first time he had ever seen such a remarkable young man.

Gon and Killua were also sizing up Zetsuzera.

Although the men in military uniforms around the sofa were also Nen users, the two of them could tell from their first glance that Zezze was the most powerful Nen user among them.

"this person……"

Killua casually looked away and said in a low voice, "He seems even more experienced than Hua Shidoulang."

"Ah."

Xiao Jie nodded almost imperceptibly, also keeping his voice very low: "The aura is completely different."

As they were talking, they both tacitly looked away and then naturally walked towards the elevator.

However, after walking only a short distance, Killua and Gon seemed to suddenly sense something terrifying. They stopped almost simultaneously and turned around abruptly to look at the glass doors of the hotel.

The moment they made this move, the "entanglement" on their bodies began to show signs of transforming into "training".

All because a gaze was fixed on their backs, bringing with it a sense of danger.

Over by the sofa in the guest area.

The group, led by Juezi Jue La, also felt the undisguised, violent aura emanating from the glass door.

So much so that they all looked over as if by conditioned reflex.

Wow.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the automatic glass doors of the hotel lobby slid open to both sides.

A figure as tall as an iron tower stepped into the lobby.

It was a bald man with bronze skin, and a centipede tattoo on his head that snaked down his forehead and cheeks, looking as ferocious and terrifying as if it were alive under the overhead lights.

The man wore a sleeveless jacket, casually revealing his granite-like upper body muscles, while his arms, thicker than an adult's thigh, were covered with metal arm armor printed with traditional patterns of the Kingdom of Kakin.

As he entered the lobby, his arm armor emitted a soft metallic clanging sound.

And this man was none other than Lopez, a senior member of the Ai family.

All the eyes of the ability users in the hall instantly focused on him.

Juz and the others were far from Lopez and were not affected by his targeted aura, so at most they only showed a hint of solemnity.

In contrast, Killua and Gon were already on high alert. To guard against Lopez's undisguised aura, they immediately entered a training state, releasing their maximum display of power.

Lopez's hawk-like eyes revealed a hint of sharpness as he looked expressionlessly at Killua and Gon, who were on high alert.

His use of his aura to lock onto the two of them wasn't entirely out of hostility.

It was simply because Killua and Gon were too close to the gate, and both of them are Nen users.

His overbearing behavior naturally provoked a reaction from others.

"This guy's aura... is incredibly strong!"

Seeing the surging aura emanating from Lopez, Killua frowned, a sense of crisis rising within him like waves crashing one after another.

Xiao Jie didn't speak, only gripping his fishing rod tightly as if facing a formidable enemy. Although he didn't sense any killing intent, however…

The gaze directed at me carried a sense of oppressive pressure, as if it were a shadow following me everywhere.

“Lopez”.

A slightly flippant young voice suddenly came from behind the burly, bronze-skinned man.

A tall, young man in a silver-white suit with tousled hair stepped out from behind Lopez and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, they're not blocking the way. Look at you, you've almost scared these two little devils to tears."

The speaker was Vic, the son of the head of the Ai family.

As soon as he spoke, Lopez silently withdrew his imposing manner.

At this moment, three more people entered the hall.

The leader was obese, with a head shaped like an eggplant and a centipede-like scar across his face.

It was Aibolan, the patriarch of the Aiyi family.

Interestingly, although the heads of the three major mafia families in the Kingdom of Kakin are all illegitimate sons of the King of Gray Meat, they each have their own unique appearance.

The one from the Xiuwu family has an onion head, the one from the Jiaxia family has a cauliflower head, and the one from the Aiyi family has a standard eggplant head.

Two people followed behind Aibolan.

On the right is Melina, wearing a long dress, and on the left is a solemn-looking middle-aged man.

Melena glanced at Killua and Gon without making a sound, then her gaze lingered briefly on Zetsu and his group.

It's not surprising that Lopez would unceremoniously use Nen to intimidate the two brats in the hotel lobby late at night, given his usual arrogant and domineering style.

After Lopez toned down his aura, the pressure on Killua and Gon also decreased dramatically.

Although they couldn't understand why the other party would make such a show of defiance for no reason, they didn't want to fight this powerful person in front of them for no reason.

As the tense atmosphere in the arena gradually dissipated, Vic, dressed in a silver-white suit, looked at Killua and Gon and casually made a gesture to shoo them away.

Xiao Jie frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

Killua, however, remained extremely calm and pulled Gon aside.

Seeing that they were so sensible, Vic couldn't help but grin. He then turned to Abland and said, "Dad, if we don't see any of the Ten Elders, let's go up first."

Aibolan nodded and walked towards the elevator first.

Lopez, Vic, and Melina immediately surrounded him.

Over in the reception area, Juezi Jue La's companions began to whisper among themselves.

"Who are these people? They're all extraordinary."

"I don't know, but they're probably from the underworld."

"They do have the style of gangsters, but I know a little about all the well-known gang leaders in the Sixth District and Tenth District, but I've never met these people."

One of the people in charge of intelligence work whispered with some doubt.

The group spoke in hushed tones, but Juezi Jue La did not participate.

He kept a straight face, his gaze fixed on Lopez next to Abrams.

On the sofa, Batra held his phone, listening to the report from the other end, completely ignoring Killua, Gon, Evolland, and the others who entered the lobby.

The entire hall suddenly fell silent except for the sound of Abolam and his group's footsteps.

Just after Eberland and his group passed Killua and Gon, a person suddenly walked out from behind the door of the emergency exit not far from the elevator.

The man was tall, wearing a floral shirt, sunglasses, and a wispy beard.

He walked out of the elevator with his hands in his pockets, his chin noticeably raised as he walked, revealing an air of arrogance.

This tall man in the floral shirt is none other than Owl, a materialization-type ability user among the Shadow Beasts.

When Ebolan and the others saw the owl, they all stopped in their tracks.

They recognized Xiao's identity.

Xiao walked slowly toward Abrams, his gaze subtly sweeping over Lopez.

He had clearly seen that astonishing aura from the shadows, and it left him shaken.

As the strongest force in the Ten Elders' open forces, the Yin Beasts, Xiao believed himself to be quite powerful.

However, he had seen those who protected the Ten Elders, and each of them was stronger than him.

But the Lopez in front of him gave him an even greater sense of pressure than the guards.

This is an intuitive judgment.

Kakin's gang had always kept a low profile and would not rashly touch the Ten Elders' territory, but unexpectedly, they were hiding their true strength.

If the Ai family can have a master like Lopez, then the other two major gangs that stand against them probably also have masters of similar skill, right?

and many more……

Could the Grim Reaper in the prophetic poem be him?!

Xiao's thoughts raced, and his expression subtly shifted.

According to the interpretation of the prophetic poems, Death often represents a perpetrator who cannot be confronted rashly; in simple terms, it can also be understood as a person of great strength.

And since Lopez is an outsider, it's hard to rule out that such a possibility doesn't exist.

Just as Xiao was pondering, he arrived not far in front of Aibolan.

"I'm so sorry, I should have been waiting for you at the door."

Facing the undisguised scrutinizing gaze directed at him, Xiao remained unperturbed, perfectly concealing his turbulent thoughts, and smiled, "Welcome to Yorknew City, Mr. Abland."

"Ah."

Ebolan gave a curt reply.

Xiao stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture, and said, "This way, please."

"..."

Aibolan and his group immediately headed towards the elevator.

Soon, the group took the elevator up.

Inside the lobby.

Batra seemed to have ended the call, suddenly getting up to return to his hotel room.

Juezi Jue La and the others immediately stood guard beside him, and the group headed towards the elevator.

After a while.

Only Gon and Killua remained in the lobby.

"That person just now... was very dangerous. If you encounter him again, it's best to stay away from him immediately."

Killua looked toward the elevator with a serious expression.

Xiao Jie nodded emphatically, only then realizing that his hands, which were holding the fishing rod, were already soaked with sweat.
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In a hotel on another street.

Moro sheathed a longsword in the sheath of the Abyss.

He found the knife at a flea market; it wasn't anything special, just of decent quality and barely usable for camouflage.

Setting aside the sheath of the Abyss, wrapped in white cloth, Moro held a piece of dark ore and traced the structure of the character "God" on a series of copper discs.

If he doesn't want to reveal his identity, it means he can't use his signature abilities such as Starburst Condensation.

Therefore, in order to ensure the success of the assassination, the only option is to make good use of the power of the word "god".

(End of this chapter)