Gathering Information

Well, it was mainly because Zenji was not tall, and he jumped up and hit Kurapika's knee with his face.

Puff!!

Blood splattered, and the small round glasses were broken into pieces. 

Zenji's face was completely distorted, and he was directly knocked out by Kurapika's knee. 

This time, his face was red, not because of anger or pain. It was a real facial bone dislocation and fracture.

Crack!

Bang!!

Zenji's body rolls several times on the ground, knocking down various decorations, vases, wooden shelves…

After that, his whole fat body was embedded in the wall.

"Boss Zenji!"

The two younger brothers howled wildly and ran towards Zenji.

As for their anger and wanting to rush up to Kurapika to avenge Zenji…

What a joke?!

The other party is a member of the killer team, not to mention that his status is higher than theirs.

Based on this, the one that the Nostrade family can send to the killer team must be very good at fighting, and he kills people cruelly and ruthlessly without blood!!

Didn't you see that even boss Zenji, a direct subordinate of the Ten Mafia Dons, was beaten out?!

If they, a minion, dare to step forward, they will definitely die!!

The two little brothers knew the situation clearly, and they could only rush towards Zenji to pull him out of the wall.

They would never look back or take another look at Kurapika.

"Let's go."

The noise of Zenji crashing into the wall was really loud, and it attracted many guards to check the situation.

In order to ensure that there would not be too many troubles later, Light Nostrade asked Kurapika to leave first.

As for Zenji, Lan said that it was okay to attack this guy.

In Light Nostrade's eyes, this bastard was like a dead man.

Either he died in this assassination, or he would be killed by Dalzollene in the future.

When facing the enemy, he would not show any mercy.

Especially the enemy who wanted to kill him and hindered his way up.

Unfortunately, Zenji had both of these.

"It seems that because of his brother's death, this guy has become more and more impulsive and irrational."

After walking out of the building and getting in the car, Light Nostrade relaxed and began to chat with Kurapika.

"Heh, these guys can't change their incompetence; they can only watch my success, but they can't do anything."

"No wonder Lan doesn't care about them at all."

"This rubbish doesn't understand the situation at all."

"I must climb up, and similarly, I'll also face more enemies."

"Kurapika…"

"Yes."

Kurapika, who had been listening, responded.

"I am looking forward to your performance."

"You and Lan will definitely become my best right-hand men."

"Of course, I will definitely make you get a satisfactory reward…"

Light Nostrade whispered: "Do a good job."

Kurapika knew that Light Nostrade was ambitious.

Moreover, he also wanted to climb to the top of the mafia, not to be a subordinate who would stay under others for a long time.

From the moment he regarded himself and Lan as his right-hand men, Kurapika knew the shallow and ignorant side of his boss.

A person like Lan is not something that everyone can control.

However, Light Nostrade was right in one point.

His family, with Neon's prophecy ability, is a good springboard for climbing up.

With the help of such a family, Kurapika can also do a lot of things.

The scale and influence of the mafias in the world are still not to be underestimated.

For example, now.

"Even the police are coming out to help?" Kurapika watched the police from Yorknew City help the mafias to coordinate the transportation, organize services, and do various surveillance tasks… 

"Because the other party is the Phantom Troupe." 

Light Nostrade didn't think it was a big deal. "We must make the area within one kilometer of the venue our jurisdiction area." 

Light Nostrade said lightly.

"All those who shouldn't be there will be beaten into a hornet's nest."

Light Nostrade's words sound so natural.

As if these policemen should serve their mafias.

And the fact is almost the same.

After all, even the mayor of Yorknew City was supported by the mafias.

Kurapika looked outside the car again and then said no more.

As long as it can help him defeat the Phantom Troupe, no matter where it comes from, he will not refuse it.

He has a strong determination to achieve this goal; even if he sacrifices his life, he must complete the goal in his heart!!

Everything he does now is based on his judgment under this persistence.

There will certainly be some negative ways of living.

Even when Lan was chatting with him, he also commented on this.

"What's the point of sacrificing one's life?"

However, when he thought of his companions who had lost their eyes and looked empty after death.

Kurapika couldn't fall asleep.

He knew what Lan meant, but it was completely based on the price of sacrificing oneself and dyeing his life into this gray and black tone…

He didn't agree with this.

When Kurapika was rational, he also knew that doing so would only make him step slowly into the bottomless abyss.

But he was willing.

The Cemetery Building is a classic venue for holding an underground auction by Ten Mafia Dons.

After the previous attack and cleanup, the entire venue has been completely renewed. 

The whole building was filled with many mafia families and cadres in twos and threes.

Even though they had been attacked and wiped out before, leaving them a painful past.

However, under the order of the Ten Mafia Dons, the underground auction was held again.

Anyone who didn't come would really offend the Ten Mafia Dons to death.

Therefore, even those customers who had escaped the first underground auction after getting Neon's divination before also sent people here.

The whole hall was also very lively.

It was hard to tell that the place where they stood before was once covered with blood and bones.

As for the people who had been killed before, everyone kept in tacit agreement and forgot about them all.

In this world, only by surviving can you have a better life.

If you die, you are really nothing.

As the highest-level underground auction held by the mafias, it is bound to attract many people.

There will inevitably be a mix of good and bad people, and there are guys with other purposes.

For example, the leader of the Phantom Troupe.

"Has the Nostrade family not arrived yet?"

With his hair loose and a bandage wrapped around his head, Chrollo, who looks very young and handsome, wandered in the crowd.

His eyes were vaguely observing the people around him.

To enter the Cemetery Building, you need a participation certificate.

He didn't have one, but for him, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, it was easy to get that thing.

After successfully sneaking in, he has been looking for the members of the Nostrade family.

But it seems that the other party has not arrived yet.

"Forget it. If the leader of the bodyguard team in the Nostrade family is really the man named Lan, or if it's someone who has a strong concealing ability, I'm afraid they wouldn't let her come here." 

"The man named Lan would definitely have a premonition that this place would soon become a battlefield." 

"And people with strong concealing ability are often very cautious. If there is any danger, they will not let their young lady take risks." 

"It seems that I have to wait until after the incident to visit that family."

Chrollo made up his mind and quietly went up.

He also wanted to see if he could find any information about Uvogin in this crowd.

There is no better place to gather intelligence than so many mafias gathered together.

If it is really the mafia organization that captured Uvogin, then he can definitely find clues here.

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