Hunter x Hunter: The Zoldyck Family's Legendary Item Master

"Sarasa greets Your Excellency, Young Master." Seeing Wutong frantically winking at her, Sarasa awkwardly lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to Sean.

The kids from Meteor Street had never seen anything like this before, and they were clearly a little nervous. Then, thinking of the other person's tragic fate and death in the original work, Sean gestured to Ziponian to help her up.

"So that's why you got hurt." Sean finished his orange and wiped his mouth.

Wutong nodded and explained the reason.

The plot is largely the same as in the original story: when Sarasa is out alone, she is targeted by a carload of ruthless human traffickers.

The difference is that this time, they ran into Wutong. The young butler, under the orders of Kikyo, went to Meteor Street to find a few promising young men to fill the butler's treasury. He happened to witness this scene, hijacked the van, and risked his life to save Sarasa from the human traffickers, saving her from being dismembered and then suffering the tragic fate of having a nail driven into her forehead.

It's a pity that Wutong isn't very skilled! His future death at the hands of the fruit farmer is proof of that!

After hearing the whole story, Sean glared at him angrily: "Don't you know your own limitations?"

"It doesn't matter if you die, but where will I put my face?"

"You're a bad person!" Before Wutong could reply, Salasa, with her flat chest, bravely stepped forward, put her hands on her hips, and glared at Sean, saying, "You're not allowed to insult my savior!"

"Sarasa!" Wutong shouted anxiously, but was interrupted by Sean as he waved his hand.

The boy's 1.7-meter height, compared to Salazar's malnourished and thin frame, is incredibly imposing!

Even so, she dared to jump out and confront him head-on. She truly deserves to be called Uvogin's little darling. Among all the little spiders, she is the only tough woman who can mediate the conflict between him and Chrollo.

Unfortunately, "Little sister, you've been watching too much 'Cleaning Squad.' This isn't your dance troupe, and you're not a real 'Orange Warrior.'"

Fate is too magical to behold. Who could have imagined that the infamous Phantom Troupe was originally formed to provide voice acting for an anime called "The Cleanup Crew"? Sean grinned mischievously and reached out to rub Salazar's little head.

This earned him a protesting glare from Salazar: "Who watches 'Cleaning Squad'? We all watch 'Ninja Tune' now!"

"Let me go, or I'll shoot you with a shuriken!"

Salazar went all out, swinging her skinny arms and legs as she launched a "deadly" aerial attack on Sean.

Sean stared at her in astonishment, then burst into laughter. "Ninja Tune"? Bones is really something! It's even spread to a place like Meteor City?

It's not impossible to agree to their request and hold a book signing event.

Unexpectedly, he had such influence in Meteor City. Sean released Salazar, who had been a fierce and unyielding tomboy just moments before, and instantly wilted. He slipped away and hid behind the curtains.

"Now you're scared?" Sean chuckled, ignoring the little quail, and turned to look at Wutong, saying, "You're the one who saved this person. What do you plan to do with them now?"

The bond between the boys and girls runs deep, especially in Meteor City, where they say, "We never refuse anything, but we will never allow anyone to take anything away from us."

In the original story, the Phantom Troupe turned to the dark side after Sarassa was killed, and they relentlessly pursued the killer for over a decade. They even went so far as to board the "Black Whale" bound for the Dark Continent, which speaks volumes.

I, Wutong, glanced at Salazar hiding behind the curtains, then at Sean.

Before he could speak, the curtains moved, and Sarasa came out pitifully, looking at him pleadingly, "Uncle, I don't want to stay here."

"I want to go back to Meteor City. I miss my comrades, Uvogin Nobunaga, Machiguraro."

"Everyone is definitely waiting for me to come back and do the voice acting for Tian Tian."

"Please, take me back."

As she spoke, Salazar couldn't hold back her tears. The child must have been terrified!

The fact that this ten-year-old girl, who was abducted by a group of cruel human traffickers and nearly tortured to death as a plaything, has managed to endure until now is already the limit of what she can bear.

Ziponian felt like she had a grain of sand in her eye; as people get older, they can't stand these things. She quietly pulled Sarasa into her arms and couldn't help but say to Sean, "Forgive my indiscretion."

"Young master, why don't we take her back to Meteor City?"

Spiders always return to their nests eventually. Sean raised an eyebrow at Wutong: "What do you mean?"

Wutong lowered her head: "Please make the decision, young master."

"You decide?" Sean chuckled softly, suppressing his voice, and strode up to Salazar, looking at her intently. "You can go back, but you have to do one thing for me first."

"You said you'd agree to anything as long as I could go back." Even the naive Salazar realized who truly held power in this luxurious and magnificent manor!

is it?

"Then I'll have to ask you to be the bait!"

The human traffickers were killed, and the organization behind them certainly wouldn't remain indifferent. That's when Sarassa appeared.

Even a fool could tell that some big fish wouldn't be able to resist and would jump out to bite the hook!

By the time.

"I just don't know if it's that guy from Kakin, or an elder from Meteor City, or one of those Ten Elders from the yakuza group."

Sean narrowed his eyes, grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "If you hit my dogs, don't blame me for taking your lives!"

Chapter 40: Zipo's New Year Edition Motorcycle Debuts X Sean and the Imminent Crash

Nitero

"Ziponian, take our Miss Sarasa with you, let's go."

At the age of 11, I set off on a long journey, not caring about east or west, but only pursuing my inner passion and aspirations, allowing my life to shine brightly on the journey.

Meteor City, an abandoned place. "Hey~ We can't keep our rivals waiting."

"Yes." Ziponian placed his right hand on his chest and bowed to Sean: "Young master, before you leave, please allow me to help this young girl to freshen up."

“Go ahead, and find her a clean set of clothes while you’re at it.” Sean glanced at Salazar; her little dress was grimy, clearly the result of rummaging through the trash.

"Um... I don't want to take a shower. Before I leave, could you take me to the comic book store?" Sarasa pointed her middle finger, meeting the curious gazes of Sean, Ziponian, and Wutong, and stammered, "We all really admire the author of this case."

"It's a pity that it's rare to find 'Nakamaru' in Meteor City, so I plan to snatch a few copies. Of course, it would be even better if I could find an autographed copy by the author."

Uh... Wutong and Ziponian exchanged a glance, then both looked at Sean.

Sean's face darkened. Damn it, he'd run into a "hater" who wanted to get something for nothing. Is that how much you admire me?

"Hmph." Sean glanced at Salazar and said earnestly, "Little sister, robbery is illegal. This isn't Meteor City; if you want something, you have to pay for it."

"But I don't have any money," Sarasa said, clutching Ziponian's clothes and looking at Sean with an innocent expression. "Can you give me some money?"

"Me?" Sean was almost laughing in anger. "Spending my money to buy my work?"

Sorry, all expenses for this event will be paid by Mr. Wutong.

Sean glared at Wutong: "The people you brought are your responsibility."

"One hundred copies of 'Nakamaru Ninja,' plus 20 specially signed copies, consider it as my travel expenses for standing up for you!"

Even capitalists wouldn't exploit their servants like this! Wutong protested, "Young Master, this is forced buying and selling!"

"You're not satisfied?" Sean's eyebrows furrowed. "Want me to calculate your 'face' again?"

No way. The Wutong tree has been defeated! What kind of karma did I create to save someone, get injured, and then be forced to empty my pockets?

"As expected, it's all my fault for being too weak!"

Wutong had never hated herself as much as she did at this moment!

Fortunately, Sarasa rushed over and gave him a big consolation: "Uncle, you're amazing!"

"Can you really buy an autographed copy from the teacher in this case?"

Buy? Wutong glanced at Sean furtively. Wasn't that just something the young master wrote casually?

"Alright, take her to take a bath first." Sean waved his hand. Ziponian nodded, took Sarasa's little hand, and led the little girl downstairs.

"Young Master, how about we make a deal? Can you give me a discount?" After the other person left, only Wutong and Sean remained in the room.

Wutong smiled ingratiatingly and cautiously asked Sean, but was ruthlessly rejected.

"The bookstore owner won't give you a chance to negotiate." As a servant, he doesn't even have the awareness to support legitimate products. "Wutong~"

"I'm giving you two years. If you can't break through the limit after two years, you can kill yourself!"

After saying that, Sean patted him on the shoulder, closed the door, and strode away.

It was midday, and sunlight filtered through the trees, casting many dappled patterns.

Zipon helped Sarasa wash and dress up, put her in a pretty little dress, and with the packed "Ninja in the Pot" in hand, followed Sean out of the Gate of the Underworld and stood on the platform at the foot of the mountain.

Just as the bus full of tourists visiting the world's number one assassin family left, the gatekeeper, Jie Rongbu, took off his security hat and bowed to Sean: "Young master, what a coincidence, the bus just left."

The Zoldyck family is a place rife with trouble. Apart from a few desperate bounty hunters who come to offer Mikael as food, ordinary people wouldn't dare to linger. Even just glancing at him from afar would be considered a sign of their courage.

Leaving early was to be expected.

"Without a car, how are we going to get to the airport?" Salazar, anxious to get back, secretly glanced at Sean.

Sean glanced at Ziponian expressionlessly and said, "It's up to you, Ziponian."

The pink-haired silverback gorilla responded with a "yes." With a surge of its "thought," it transformed into a motorcycle!

"Huh???" Salazar screamed, her big eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

Staring dumbfounded at the "Ziponian" edition motorcycle, they stood there dumbfounded.

"Yamato Nadeshiko Seven Transformations" is Ziba Nen's Nen ability. As a materialization-type Nen user, she can materialize her body into various vehicles. The drawback is that she cannot control them herself and must rely on the driver's ki as the driving force to make them run.

In the original story, during the pursuit of Killua and Alluka, Ziva Nian, in coordination with the sound of rain, transformed into a motorcycle and an airplane.

"What are you standing there for? Get on the motorcycle!" Sean reached out and pulled the bewildered Sarassa into his arms, then leaped onto the motorcycle. His Nen energy surged forth, and he floored the accelerator.

"Boom!" It headed straight for the waiting hall of the capital city of the Republic of Padokia.

Having caught his breath after speeding along, Salazar excitedly sat in Sean's lap, yelling and shouting, which earned him a glare from Sean.

"Quiet down, little sister. It's just a motorcycle, you've seen them before, haven't you?"

The Phantom Troupe wasn't a unified group when they were young. Chrollo, Franklin, and Chrollo formed one group. Uvogin, Machi, and Nobunaga occupied a territory. Phinks and Feitan were left, spending their days wandering around on a beat-up motorcycle.

Sean didn't believe that Salazar hadn't handled Finks's precious motorcycle.

“But Phinks never lets me touch it,” Salazar said resentfully. “It’s his treasure. Anyone who tries to take it from him will be killed.”

"Is that so?" Sean glanced at Salazar without changing his expression, thinking to himself, "How ironic!"

In the original story, when Sarassa went missing, Phinks lent Chrollo his motorcycle immediately. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't save Sarassa from being tortured to death.

"Boom!" Another slam on the gas, and Sarasa screamed and fell into Sean's arms.

After the young man broke through his limits, he displayed his "magnanimity," and the one who felt it most deeply was Zipo Nian!

The old butler had carried both young Zeno and young Silva. Compared to the two of them, at this age, Sean had undoubtedly left both previous heads of the family far behind.