Liuyan Sunuo started as a full-time hunter

The upper body and lower body are divided into two parts.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

The screams containing pain and despair gathered together and were very shrill.

"Oh~ I controlled it very well this time, my intestines didn't fall out." The boy said with a wicked smile.

Split in two from the thigh, not from the waist.

Because of the previous cuts, the scene was a little disgusting.

"It's a pity that I don't have a piano or other musical instruments. Otherwise, I could compose a song based on your screams..." Su Wu looked around with some pity.

"I've already thought of a name. It can be called Hell's Kitchen...Pfft hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-" He held his stomach and bent over with a smile.

It's a pity that no one else present understood the point of his laughter, and they just kept wailing.

Not flattering at all.

Really boring.

Su Wu straightened up and looked at the group of people with a tired expression.

After losing his lower body, he dragged his upper body with both hands and crawled all over the ground, trying to escape the fire and avoid being burned. The blood dragged traces on the ground.

The traces of smoke and blood stains are the most classic horror elements.

"Shut up." Su Wu warned coldly.

It's so noisy, what a bunch of trash.

Most of the time, verbal commands alone are not enough to get people to obey.

So half of the people at the scene became three.

The upper body, the lower body, and the head rolled aside are three parts.

At this moment, the room finally became quiet.

The people who were still alive stared at the white-haired boy who controlled their life and death with horrified eyes, and some of them even had death aspirations.

After losing their lower body, is there any point in living for them? Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will only be able to spend the future as a waste!

Su Wu didn't speak either, seeming to have lost interest in talking.

If he doesn't speak out, others will be even more afraid to speak out.

In such a quiet atmosphere, two more groups of uninvited guests arrived.

As if they were afraid that they would miss the treasure if they arrived late, these two groups of people walked in a hurry.

All come through the open door.

But as soon as they stepped into the room and saw the bodies of familiar people in the sea of ​​​​fire, their movements stopped in place.

"Ah, two more groups of people have arrived."

Standing amidst the ruins and blood, the boy, still white and dazzling, raised his hand to say hello to them like a warm host:

"Hey, welcome."

Then, like the people inside, they also became two pieces.

Su Wu covered his ears early and was greeted by another wave of high-pitched screams.

People seem to subconsciously scream out when faced with unbearable pain?

Did he scream when he was stabbed? It seems that no sound was made...

So he wasn't in enough pain at the time?

"Sir-" The blond figure hurried in from the door.

He immediately used his ability to extinguish the fire in the room.

The ice cubes took the place of fire, and the refreshing coldness swept away the scorching heat.

"You're here, Maro, let's see if there's anyone you know here." The white-haired boy casually pointed to the figure on the ground and said.

"No." Maro glanced at the faces of the people on the ground one by one and shook his head.

"But I will let them tell them." He smiled at the white-haired boy and promised.

Chapter 81 The gangster’s traitor

"Sir, please wait in the corridor for a moment." Maro dragged an intact chair to the corridor outside, wiped it and spoke to the white-haired boy beside him.

"Come on~" Su Wu sat down on the chair and started to roll napkins.

The bomb really didn't cause him any harm. After all, the special-level spell spirits over there can carry missiles.

His current strength is more than enough to carry these bombs. As for the missiles... I haven't tried them yet, so I don't know the power of the missiles here.

He wasn't so confident that he had to find a missile to blow himself up.

"Tired." He stuffed the paper ball into his nose and lay back as softly as a deflated balloon.

As if he had no bones, he sat in an arched position on the chair.

inside the room.

The blond young man used ice cubes to freeze the lower half of everyone's body.

"You should know that if the body is preserved properly, the body can be taken back again." He first said a sentence, giving everyone hope.

"It's just that whether you have a chance to go out alive and find someone to stitch it up depends on your performance." He said with a cold face.

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

The emerald green eyes were dark and gloomy, with a dull and indifferent expression, as if they exuded some kind of dark aura from the inside out.

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

This is exactly what he wants to be.

But, in front of adults, such an expression doesn’t seem to look good?

He adjusted his facial muscles, showed a meek smile again, and then walked out of the room.

He stepped over a pile of corpses that had lost all signs of life and came to the corridor outside the door.

"My lord, we have already asked. They are people sent by Milburn, Kanggard, Mormont, and Nosra." He reported while standing next to the white-haired boy.

"Ah... never heard of it..." Su Wu sat up, yawned, and threw away the bloody paper ball.

Milburn Congard Mormont and so on, but Nosla was somewhat impressed.

Nyong's family, that female fortune teller.

Memory Rinion Nosla does seem to have a hobby of collecting human bodies? And having a useless father who wants whatever she wants, well... it's not surprising.

He probably planned to use his own eyes to make his daughter happy.

It's not strange, but it doesn't mean that I allow them to treat me as prey.

"Where are these houses?" Su Wu asked Ma Luo.

Although he didn't know where these families were, Maro, who was a member of the gang, definitely knew.

"Are we going to come to your door?" The blond young man's expression could not contain his excitement.

Sure enough, I knew that adults would not let go of those guys who are looking for death!

"Otherwise? Of course we have to kill a group of people as a warning." The white-haired boy said lazily.

"Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep if people keep coming to disturb me." He curled his lips with an expression full of impatience.

Especially those gangsters choose to operate at night.

It's late at night, why don't you play with them if you don't sleep?

Is this worthy of a bunch of trash?

"I will lead the way for you! By the way, the private airship is also ready!" Maro said with excitement and admiration.

As expected of an adult! The impatient look is super handsome! This is the posture of a strong man!

Fortunately, I had the foresight to prepare an airship for you (I brought my biological father’s).

The places where those gangsters live are actually quite far away, and they are basically not in Youkexin City.

Only a private airship is barely worthy of an adult!

"You did a good job." Su Wu glanced at Ma Luo, feeling more and more that finding a younger brother was the right choice.

No wonder Su Nuo also asked Li Mei to follow him. It felt really good to be taken care of by someone in every possible way.

"This is what I should do!" Maro's eyes were bright, full of the joy of being affirmed.

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

The private airship is parked on the hotel rooftop.

Su Wu walked onto the airship and ignored the extremely luxurious style inside.

It can only be said that it is much better than ordinary airships, and even more luxurious than the airships of the Hunter Association. Sure enough, the gangsters are still rich.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the airship and looked at the night outside.

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

The two figures were vaguely reflected in the glass window.

"Whatever, whichever one you go to recently." Su Wu sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs and picked up a newspaper lying next to him to read.

The content in the newspaper was all about finance and politics, and should have been read by the original owner of the airship.

"The first one should be the Mormont family..." Maro said after recalling.

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

……

Three hours later.

House Mormont.