Chapter 536: Ten Chairs

Time passes synchronously.

It has been more than two years since Luo came to the Dark Continent.

He broke through 0% in the clan-by-clan residence, and the accuracy of his mind power has been greatly improved, and many things have happened in the two years in the six continents.

More than two years, it feels like a blink of an eye.

Time is like that, if you don't think about it, you won't feel its passage. You have already walked a hundred steps, and when you look back, you are already at one hundred and fifty steps.

Qi Ya graduated from the Sky Arena and returned to Kukupo Mountain alone. What greeted him was a heavy assassination commission, which was a journey that everyone in the Hakka family had to go through.

With his back against the dark figure, Illumi bared his teeth and claws at Qi Ya.

That year, Qi Ya was eight years old.

In the same year, in a secluded, rich and beautiful forest, a total of two members of the Kuruta tribe lived here. There, a blond boy about twelve years old looked out at the outside world.

A year ago, he and Palo met Sheila who was lost and passed out, and got a hunter's autobiography from Sheila, and gradually mastered the common language. In his heart, the yearning for the outside world was taking root.

The genocide of the Kuruta clan is like a shadow, and like a big wheel of history, it is hanging high above the strange tribes in the fertile forest.

Law likes the character of Kurapika very much, so he intervened, but, can that really stop the wheels from moving? Butterflies can stir up storms, but not every time.

In the past two years, Luo's mobile phone number has been patronized countless times, whether it is leaving a message or dialing, without exception, all of them have disappeared.

Among the many messages and dials, there are Qi Ya, Sa Ling, and Ma Qi, there are many people, including... Sheila.

During the trip, Sheila always persistently shared what she saw and heard during the trip with Luo, sometimes calling, sometimes sending text messages, and even accompanied by photos with poor photography skills.

She never tires of it, until more than two years ago, she suddenly found out that Luo's number could not be reached. After many inquiries, the result was as if Luo disappeared from this world, without a word from him.

She was puzzled and worried, and in the end, she believed that Luo would be fine, and still insisted on leaving some anecdotes on Luo's number.

Among so many experiences, including being rescued by two teenagers in the forest.

She also specifically mentioned the names of the two teenagers, one named Kurapika, who was very intelligent, and the other named Palo, who almost suffered from hidden diseases in eyes and legs, but was very gentle.

Luo didn't receive that message, because he was in the Dark Continent at that time, and no matter how bad the signal reception rate of the mobile phone was, it would not work well in the Dark Continent.

If Luo hadn't suddenly decided to go to the Dark Continent due to certain opportunities, then he would have received this message and found the location of the Kuruta tribe.

Luo really seemed to have evaporated, and he couldn't be found anywhere, even Ikushube couldn't find him. He wanted to find Luo to play games, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find Luo.

In a bustling city, there are many tall buildings and tens of thousands of lights are on.

The top floor of the hotel soars into the sky, and the two sides of the luxurious room are all-round floor-to-ceiling windows. Standing in front of the window, you can have a glimpse of the gorgeous night view of the bustling city.

In the room, the dim yellow light was extremely soft. A black-eyed man with short black hair stood in front of the window. He was wearing a casual suit and held a book in one hand. He lowered his head slightly and looked calm.

There was a sound of opening the door at the entrance, and Paknoda walked in, looking at the black-eyed man standing in front of the window, it was Kuroro.

Hearing the voice, Kuroro slowly raised his head without turning around, and asked, "Did you ask?"

"What you want to know, what you don't want to know, all of them have been asked." Pak Noda replied.

Kuroro was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

"Then act tonight?" Pak Noda continued to ask.

"Wait a little longer." Kuroro didn't hesitate at all.

"Understood." Pak Noda nodded.

"Where are they?" Kurolo said.

"It's all next door, do you want to go there? It's not very clean there." Paikonoda said.

"It's okay." Kuroro covered the book, passed by the cabinet table, and put the book on it casually. The name of the book: The Seven Beauties of the World.

Paconoda looked at Kuroro's back, feeling a little helpless.

To ask for information, it was quick and easy for her to do it, but she had to take care of Fei Tan's interest, insisting on torture the ten kidnapped men, women and children until they were out of shape, and then asked for the desired information.

The room next door was huge, but blood was reflected on the wall or on the floor like arrows. Ten people were tied to chairs, dripping with blood, lifeless.

Among those ten people, there was even a little girl who was under ten years old, and she was tortured so that she had no human form, like a scene like hell.

In addition to the ten dead people, there were other living people in the room, members of the Phantom Troupe.

Hisoka, who had joined earlier, was sitting by the window, not interested in the bloody scene, and turned around holding a poker card with his index finger in all kinds of boredom.

Ma Qi was standing not far from Hisoka, she looked at the night scene outside the window with her arms around her, her expression was indifferent, as if she was thinking of something, her eyes became a little erratic.

"Hey, Madge, come with me for a late-night snack. On the street not far from here, there is a shop that specializes in all kinds of intestines." Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and conjured up several playing cards. Sign, said: "I heard that the taste is good."

At a distance of 20 meters, among the ten corpses, three had their stomachs cut open, their small and large intestines were pulled out and tied into knots, and many places were cut inch by inch.

This scene corresponds to Hisoka's invitation and the intentional pause when talking about the intestines, giving people a feeling of deliberately finding fault.

Ma Qi's wandering thoughts were interrupted, he slowly tilted his head, and said nothing, the cold eyes seemed to pierce Hisoka deeply into Hisoka's heart.

"It's scary." Hisoka smiled.

The other members of the brigade were either standing or sitting, distributed in various corners of the huge room, some distance away from the ten chairs.

Among them, Wojin even launched a fierce offensive against the table full of meat.

This is the luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel. Most of the food provided is delicious rather than heavy, so Wo Jin's meal is full of tables.

Not far from Wojin, Nobunaga is taking care of Ai Dao seriously.

In front of the ten chairs, Fei Tan put his hands in the pockets of the black cloak, his eyes narrowed, looking at the masterpiece he completed not long ago, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask slightly twitched.

Everyone in the brigade was nice, but their attitude towards the ten chairs was indifferent.

At this time, the door opened in response, and Kuroro walked in.

The blood pooled under the ten chairs almost reached the door, which was the epitome of lawlessness.

Kuroro didn't seem to see the blood, and stepped on it expressionlessly, meeting the eyes of everyone looking over.

Standing on the blood, he said flatly, "Change place."

Then, the members of the brigade started to move immediately, and Wojin even dropped the unfinished food.

They moved quickly, leaving behind ten bloody chairs, and left directly.

At the same time, the Dark Continent lived clan by clan.

Snapped.

Luo covered the book in the hand of God, and flicked the quill into the air.

The quill pen that materialized flew into the air, then turned into a fluorescent light and disappeared, and immediately after, the book in his hand also turned into a white dot and disappeared.

He recorded something again in the black pages of the book, and there were a few short words at the end: ready to leave.