What was revealed was an ordinary-looking face, but it was clear that this person was a gangster.

"No, no, no, I didn't come with malicious intent. I'm here to give you a warning."

Several formidable-looking individuals are heading your way. I am here on behalf of the Nosla family to warn you, so please be careful.

This is a gesture of goodwill from the Nosla family. Farewell.

After saying this, the man left a business card on his body and then hurriedly left.

Kevin watched his retreating figure, recalling that he had seen this man at the hotel; he was one of the gang's thugs.

"This guy is impressive. He must be a Nen user that Saro hired. He's really annoying, completely ignoring the warnings."

However, Kevin also understood that it would be abnormal for people in high positions in the mob who were used to acting recklessly to easily heed warnings.

Kevin picked up the business card and glanced at it; it only had a name and a number on it.

A check was attached.

Oh!

One hundred million?

Kevin was somewhat surprised by the amount.

It's not that the amount is huge; it's just average for Kevin.

But this, to some extent, demonstrates the other party's discerning eye and a sense of goodwill.

"Interesting fellow, Wright-Nosla?"

He remembered; it seemed to be the middle-aged man standing behind like an advisor, who didn't have a strong gangster vibe.

It has to be said that this hundred million really made Kevin remember this person.

We walked out of the alley and returned to the hotel.

After packing his luggage, he hailed a taxi and headed out of the city to the airport.

On the way to the airport, Kevin looked in the car's rearview mirror.

On a quiet night with light traffic, a car steadily followed behind them and was slowly approaching.

"Park here."

"Huh?" The driver was a little surprised. This was the middle of nowhere, quite a distance from the airport. Why did we stop here?

"Stop the car."

Since the passengers had made this request, the driver had no choice but to obediently stop the car.

Kevin picked up his simple suitcase, opened the car door, got out, and handed the fare to the driver.

"Now, get out of here immediately."

At this moment, the driver also noticed something was wrong, because the car behind him stopped abruptly, and several people who looked like troublemakers got out of the car.

Without saying a word, he started the car and sped away.

After Kevin got out of the car, he put his luggage aside and looked at the parked vehicle.

"You drove here? That's quite convenient," he said, making a seemingly unrelated remark.

"You seem pretty arrogant, do you think you're so great?" The man with bandages wrapped around his neck and chin stepped forward and said.

The voice was high-pitched and shrill, clearly indicating that his throat had been injured.

"Your voice is awful. Shut up and find someone else to speak."

Kevin's words instantly made the bandaged man's face turn extremely ugly.

The companion next to him made no attempt to hide his laughter: "Hahaha, I told you, your voice is awful, and now everyone thinks so too."

The guy, dressed like a thug, took a step forward while laughing.

"Hey, you're a Nen user too, right? I heard you even cleared the 200th floor of the Sky Arena. Pretty impressive, but we also won a couple of matches on the 200th floor. And there are three of us here now. I advise you to just surrender obediently."

The hooded man also said, "That's right, we're just hired to take you back. Our mission is to ensure you don't suffer any incurable damage. Otherwise, our commission will be significantly reduced, and it will also damage our reputation."

Kevin did not respond.

He had already roughly assessed the strength of these individuals.

Judging from the faint Nen aura visible on their bodies and the resilience they displayed, they were similar to second-rate characters who had survived the "trials" above the 200th floor of the Sky Arena.

more importantly.

He had actually received the news a long time ago, and the information about these people was very cheap.

"Hey, how much did your employer pay you?" Kevin asked curiously.

He wanted to know what the market price would be for someone of this caliber.

"Oh, you're trying to bribe us?"

"Hehe, we are a trustworthy company."

"Approximately four hundred million nuns."

Four hundred million, three people.

That's ridiculous. He even added 100 million to his own account.

The price for these three should be 100 million each, which is really cheap.

Chapter Sixty-Five 1X3

"So, you think you've got me cornered?" Kevin asked.

"Ha, you didn't think..." The thug started to speak, but his voice had barely rang out.

Kevin had already shot off like an arrow.

“Little…” The hooded man reacted the fastest, about to speak, but it was too late.

Kevin was incredibly fast, had a clear target, and launched the attack first.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the bandaged man.

From the beginning, the bandaged man was in the leading position, so it is not difficult to infer that he should be the strongest of the three.

Moreover, the abilities he displays in his information are rather troublesome.

Furthermore, Kevin determined from the data that the other party was a [Manipulation-type].

Installing the operating system first is fine.

Since it's a surprise attack, the most troublesome opponent must be dealt with first.

"So fast!" That was the first thought that flashed through the bandaged man's mind.

After all, as a Nen user, his reaction speed is not slow.

When Kevin rushed in front of him, the bandaged man instinctively began to defend himself.

It was too late to dodge.

Numerous bandages shot out from his collar; these bandages, which seemed to have been wrapped around his body before, now rapidly overlapped in front of him, forming something resembling a shield.

Kevin exerted his strength, building up his energy and throwing a punch.

The moment he reached the bandaged man, he delivered a powerful swinging punch.

"boom!"

A loud bang, like an explosion, sent a huge plume of smoke and dust billowing into the air, instantly obscuring the scene.

"What kind of power is that?!"

Upon seeing this, the thug quickly stepped aside and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

This exaggerated power is truly beyond imagination.

Is this something a human could do?

As he retreated, he drew a pair of swords from his waist, his eyes fixed on the dusty area ahead, afraid of missing any detail or the enemy's movements.

Where are you looking?

Kevin was already standing next to him.

The instant he threw a punch and hit his opponent, he sped towards his second target amidst the dust and smoke from the impact.

Taking advantage of the surprise attack and the cover of smoke and dust, they circled around to his side, into his blind spot.

The thug's eyes widened, and in that instant, it was as if his heartbeat had stopped.

"Go away!"

Despite the sudden surge of fear, his actions were not slowed down.

The cleaver in his right hand drew a silver arc and slashed fiercely at Kevin.

"when!"

A crisp clanging sound rang out, as if a blade had struck metal.

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