Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"1..."

Diya silently counted the time, his figure like a leaping lion, his spiritual energy like a continuous wave, and his punches and kicks unleashed overwhelming power on these ignorant Yin beasts!

Four seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and Dia withdrew her fist with satisfaction:

"Four seconds have passed, and time has resumed its flow!"

Pfft! ×5

Five crimson blood mists exploded out of thin air. Before the five Yin Beasts could react, their bodies below the head turned into five pools of blood and mud, dead beyond any doubt!

Chapter 309 Performance Art × Skinning

beep beep-

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

Scarface frantically dialed the phone, but all he got was repeated busy signals and no answer.

Beside him, the other nine gang leaders were doing similar things, all sweating profusely as they tried to contact their men.

But it was of no use at all.

"Damn it, why isn't anyone answering the phone? Where did Bat and the others go?"

Scarface angrily cursed:

"What's going on with all those frogs outside? Does anyone know the answer?"

"I can't get in touch with any of my underlings outside! Who the hell did this?!"

"Yes, it's the same on my end. When I call, all I can hear is the sound of frogs."

Anxiety gradually spread throughout the conference room.

pat!

Suddenly, a blue frog hopped in front of the huge French window, croaking, its large, lifeless eyes staring intently at the crowd.

Along with it, there was a huge number of frogs clinging to the window, making eerie croaking sounds!

These highly venomous frogs, each a different color, remained motionless, simply staring at them, creating a scene resembling a painting of hell.

Scarface cursed under his breath upon seeing this.

"Holy crap, this is the 28th floor! What's with all these frogs that came out of nowhere?"

Immediately suppressing the growing unease in his heart, Scarface turned his head and quickly asked:

"Hey, is the helicopter ready? We can't stay here any longer."

"We already tried, but it didn't work!"

"What won't work?"

"They say there's a typhoon! In extreme weather, helicopters can get swept up in it as soon as they take off."

Typhoon? Where did this typhoon come from?

Scarface glared, about to angrily rebuke the man for his nonsense.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and the conference room door was kicked open, the inlaid alloy door panel was kicked away instantly, and fell to the floor with a "bang".

boom--

The damp air, mixed with malice and murderous intent, surged in without any concealment!

The meeting room fell silent instantly.

A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling enveloped the hearts of these pampered bigwigs.

After pondering it for a while, they realized that this was an emotion that had once accompanied them but had now been forgotten; it was called fear.

Tread...  

Under everyone's gaze, a tall man walked in with calm steps.

He looked very young, dressed neatly, with the cuffs of his hands rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong, muscular forearms and fists.

"1, 2, 3..."

The man, with a casual air, as if counting mushrooms bought at a market, nonchalantly nodded and counted them:

"...10, just right, not one less. You must be the Ten Old Men."

Although it was a question, the person's tone was very certain, and they had no intention of hearing their answer.

The ten old men looked at each other, but in the end, it was their long-standing high positions that gave them some confidence.

The scarred leader took the lead, pulling a pistol from his waist and pointing it at the intruder, asking in a fierce but ultimately weak voice:

"Who are you! Who let you in? Guards! Ani, Moshiva, what are you doing?!"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Dia, a hunter who's just passing by. Those outside are your men. Wait a minute, I'll call them in."

Judging from the scarred clown's demeanor, Dia had already recognized him from his voice as the person who made the phone call.

He couldn't help but smile mischievously, introduced himself in a perfunctory manner, and then raised his hand to clap—

popping.

The gate opened wide, and suddenly two rows of neatly arranged people walked in.

Dressed in suits, they were all the same height and almost indistinguishable from one another, because the necks of these "people" were all empty, with no heads to be seen.

Golden electricity crackled from the bodies of the two rows of headless men in suits as they turned around in unison, silently facing the crowd, creating an eerie and absurd scene...

"you!"

Upon seeing this, Scarface's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Those people were undoubtedly his trusted subordinates whom he had brought from the gang!

Now they've all been wiped out in one fell swoop!

At the same time, he also recognized Dia's voice; it was the same person from the phone call that day!

'How could this happen? What were the Shadow Beasts doing? Those useless trash!'

Scarface was filled with regret. He should have gone to great lengths to find this guy named Dia and kill him right then and there.

It would be worth it even if it cost a lot of money to hire a hacker.

But the question now is, where did the Ten Yin Beasts, on which he had placed such high hopes, go?

Scarface believed that everything would be alright as soon as they showed up!

Seeing that his face was still full of resentment, Dia knew that the deaths of just a few small fry could not deter him.

But it's alright, because Diya has prepared a big gift.

"Are you still waiting for that bunch of deformed freaks?"

Diya's mockery deepened. He had gone to so much trouble just to make these good-for-nothings die in even more despair.

Upon hearing Diya's words, Scarface's heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying thought popped into his mind: Could it be...?

"Come in."

At Dia's command, ten more headless corpses entered.

Unlike before, they were all carrying a large plate, on which were displayed strangely shaped human heads!

"Bats, porcupines, leeches..."

Among the ten old men, someone read out the names of those severed heads in disbelief, and in an instant, despair enveloped everyone.

Those top fighters they had handpicked from tens of thousands of gang members were now neatly arranged before them like a dish.

And the person who caused all this is now looking at them with a devilish smile and malice.

Finally seeing the expression he wanted, Diya nodded in satisfaction. It was worth the effort he had put in when he killed the Yin Beasts, deliberately not smashing their heads.

So he snapped his fingers, and the two rows of headless corpses carried the severed heads they held to the large trash can by the door.

One by one, they threw those heads into the trash can.

Now, let's get to the main topic.

Diya straightened his clothes and walked towards the group of self-proclaimed high-ranking people who resembled maggots.

Scarface could no longer contain his fear, and said in a trembling voice:

"We don't have any real enmity, right? I...I have a lot of money, I can give...ahhh..."

Diya ignored all nonsense, pointed a finger at his forehead, and a domineering wave was forcibly injected into it, then casually drew a cut on his head.

Suddenly, the muscles in Scarface's entire body seemed to have a mind of their own, rushing to turn his entire skeleton and internal organs toward the wound.

puff!

With a strange sound, a muscular man, his entire body red, slipped off his skin and curled up on the ground, screaming in pain.

The intact human skin fell to the ground with a "thud".

Chapter 310 Suicide by Gunshot × Stirring Up Turbulent Times

After kicking the wailing, howling guy to death, Dia turned to the remaining people and said:

“This guy is shameless. Do you want to do the same? I’ll give you ten minutes to explain your last wishes to your men and make sure you don’t cause any trouble. Then shoot yourselves. Otherwise, I’ll skin you alive first and then slaughter your families one by one.”

To deal with evil people, you must use swift and decisive measures to instill fear in them so that they will obey.

Often, the more wicked a person is, the more afraid they are of others inflicting malice upon them; this is why Dia made an example of someone to scare others.

There are some things he's just too lazy to do, but if you really asked him to, he could be incredibly cruel. Dia has always been someone who can nonchalantly do some horrible things.

Upon seeing the faceless version of Scarface's death, none of these gang leaders, who had lived a life of luxury for decades, could muster the courage to put up any resistance.

They looked at each other, both with bitter smiles, and hurriedly took out their phones to make their final arrangements.