Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 81 The Gangster Traitor

"Sir, please wait a moment in the corridor." Maro dragged a perfectly good chair to the outside corridor, wiped it clean, and then spoke to the white-haired boy beside him.

"Go for it!" Su Wu then sat down on the chair and started crumpling up a napkin.

The bomb didn't really hurt him; after all, even the top-tier cursed spirits on the Curse Return side could withstand missiles.

With his current strength, he's more than capable of handling these bombs. As for missiles... he hasn't tried them yet, so he's not sure about their power.

He wasn't so stubborn as to want to find a missile to blow him up.

"I'm tired." He stuffed the crumpled paper up his nose and slumped back like a deflated balloon.

It was as if he had no bones, sitting on the chair in an arched bridge posture.

inside the room.

The blond youth froze the lower half of everyone's bodies with ice.

"You should know that if preserved properly, a body can be reattached, right?" He started by saying this, giving everyone hope.

"Whether you have a chance to get out alive and find someone to stitch you up depends on your performance," he said coldly.

Half an hour later, Maro stood up, went to the bathroom to wash the blood off his hands, and looked up at himself in the broken mirror.

His emerald green eyes were dark and gloomy, and his expression was indifferent and cold, as if he exuded a dark aura from the inside out.

In the past, even in his dreams, he would never have imagined that he would have such a cold expression.

This is exactly what he wants to become.

But, in front of adults, such an expression doesn't seem very flattering?

He adjusted his facial muscles, put on a gentle smile again, and then walked out of the room.

Stepping over a pile of lifeless corpses, I arrived at the hallway outside the door.

"Sir, we've found out. They are men sent by Milburn, Congard, Mormont, and Nosla." He reported to the white-haired boy.

"Ah... I've never heard of that before..." Su Wu sat up, yawned, and threw away the blood-stained paper ball.

Milburn, Congaard, Mormont, and so on, but I do have some recollection of Nosra.

The Nyon family, perhaps, the female fortune teller.

In my memory, Nion Nosra did seem to have a hobby of collecting human bodies? And she had a useless father who wanted everything she wanted... well, that's not surprising.

He probably planned to use his own eyes to please his daughter.

It's not surprising, but that doesn't mean I allow them to see me as prey.

"Where are these companies located?" Su Wu asked Maro.

Although he didn't know where these places were, Maro, as a member of the mafia, certainly did.

"Are we going to come knocking on your door?" The blond youth's expression was one of barely suppressed excitement.

Sure enough, I knew the adults wouldn't let those who courted death get away with it!

"What else? Of course, we have to kill a bunch of people as a warning." The white-haired boy said lazily.

"Otherwise, if people keep coming to disturb me, how am I supposed to sleep?" He pouted, his expression full of impatience.

Especially the gangs, they all choose to operate at night.

It's so late at night, am I supposed to stay up and play with them instead of going to sleep?

A bunch of useless trash, do they even deserve to be called that?

"I'll lead the way for you! Oh, and the private airship is ready too!" Maro said excitedly, his voice filled with admiration.

As expected of an adult! His impatient look is incredibly cool! That's the demeanor of a strong person!

Luckily, I had the foresight to prepare an airship for the adults (I even managed to snatch my own father's).

The places where those gangsters live are actually quite far away; they're mostly not located within the city of Youkexin.

Only a private airship is barely worthy of an adult!

"Not bad." Su Wu glanced at Maro, feeling even more that finding a lackey was the right choice.

No wonder Su Nuo brought Ri Mei along; it really feels good to be served so comfortably.

"It's what I should do!" Maro's eyes sparkled with joy at being affirmed.

"Let's go." Su Wu stood up and walked outside.

The private airship was parked on the hotel's rooftop.

Su Wu boarded the airship, ignoring its extremely luxurious interior.

It's far better than a regular airship, even more luxurious than the Hunter Association's airships. Those involved in organized crime certainly have money.

He stood in front of the airship's floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night outside.

"Sir, whose house should we go to first?" Maro asked, standing behind him.

The figures of the two were faintly reflected in the glass window.

"Whatever, I'll go to whichever one's here first." Su Wu sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and casually picked up a newspaper from the side to read.

The newspaper was full of articles about finance and politics, so it was probably read by the original owner of the airship.

"The first one should be the Mormont family..." Marlowe said after a moment's recollection.

"Okay, let's go to their place first." Su Wu nodded.

……

Three hours later.

The Mormont family.

Su Wu stood in their basement, yawning as she stuffed something into Chou Bao's mouth.

The gangsters are indeed very wealthy; these collections in the basement are all quite valuable.

In short, if I sell it, I'll definitely have enough to buy Tian Ni Mou.

Of course, he did not touch those human organs.

He felt a little nauseous.

He simply couldn't appreciate what was so beautiful about those desperate red eyes that had been dug out and were soaking in a transparent jar filled with liquid.

In terms of fashion, it's better to have it on a living Kuruta people, since it changes color when they get excited. Isn't that better than having only one color?

If it were him, he would imprison all the people of that tribe, forcing them to face pain and despair from time to time, and playing tricks on them.

This idea seems a bit hellish and immoral.

Su Wu shook her head, suddenly remembering the system's task: "Find the Seven Beauties." Wasn't Fiery Eyes one of them?

He had already ignored the red-eyed hand, but he reached back and picked up the jar containing the red-eyed hand.

"System, come out, one of the seven beauties you wanted." He shook the jar and called out in his mind.

[Ding... One of the Seven Beauties, Fiery Red Eyes, has been found.] The system displayed a message, then disappeared.

"...And then? Nothing? No reward?" Su Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, and the fiery red eye in his hand disappeared.

Ha, the system of unscrupulous and penniless merchants.

Forget it.

I'm already used to this art style.

Fortunately, the system doesn't force him to do tasks. Most of the time, each person pretends that the others don't exist and doesn't communicate with each other.

Also good.

"Let's go." He stuffed all the valuables in the basement into Ugly Baby's mouth and then left.

Several corpses lay crookedly on the stairs leading upwards.

The frost-covered ice in the corner of the wall has not yet melted.

Corpses and human organs were everywhere along the way.

The only sounds in this luxurious private residence now come from Su Wu and Maro's footsteps; there is no other noise.

The strong smell of blood was carried away by the night wind to distant places.

Under the moonlight, the airship flew in another direction.

(End of this chapter)