For a time, it passes in synchronization.

More than two years have passed since Luo came to the Dark Continent.

He broke through 80% in the clan-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by-cross-by

After more than two years, it felt like it was just a flash of effort.

Time is like that. If you don’t think about it carefully, you won’t feel its passing. You have already walked a hundred steps, and when you turn around, you have already taken one hundred and fifty steps.

Killua graduated from the Sky Arena and returned to the Mount Kill alone. What greeted him was a heavy assassination commission, which was the journey that everyone in the Hakka would have to take.

Ilumi was facing the dark figure behind her back, facing Killua with her teeth and claws.

That year, Killua was eight years old.

In the same year, in a hidden rich and beautiful forest, a 128-person Koluta people lived here. There, a blond boy about twelve years old looked at the outside world.

A year ago, he and Parall met Sheila who was lost and fainted. They obtained a hunter's autobiography from Sheila, and slowly mastered the common language. In their hearts, their yearning for the outside world is taking root.

The extermination of the Kuluta tribe is like a shadow and a big wheel of history, hanging high above the strange tribes in the rich forest.

Luo likes the character Kurapika very much, so he reaches out to interfere, but can that really stop the wheel from moving? Butterflies can stir up storms, but not every time.

In two years, Luo's mobile phone number has been visited countless times, whether it is a message or a dial, without exception, all of them have fallen into the sea.

Among the many messages and dials, there are Killua, Saling, Machi, and many people, among which are... Sheila.

During the trip, Sheila always persists in sharing what she saw and heard during the trip with Luo. Sometimes she calls, sometimes she sends text messages, and even comes with photos with poor shooting skills.

She was happy until more than two years ago, she suddenly found that Luo's number could not be reached. After inquiring from multiple sources, the results obtained were as if Luo had disappeared from this world, without any news.

She was confused and worried. In the end, she believed that Luo would be fine and still insisted on leaving some interesting news messages in Luo's number.

Among so many experiences, it includes being saved by two teenagers in the forest.

She also specifically mentioned the names of the two teenagers, one was Kurapika, who was very smart, and the other was Pairo, who had almost hidden diseases of his eyes and legs, but had a very gentle temperament.

Luo did not receive the message because he was in the Dark Continent at that time. Even if the signal reception rate of his mobile phone was so amazing, it would be difficult to get to the Dark Continent.

If Luo had not suddenly decided to go to the Dark Continent because of some opportunity, then he would receive this message and find the location of the Khuluta tribe.

Luo really seemed to have evaporated, and he could not find any trace of him anywhere, even Yikusuobei could not find him. He wanted to find Luo to play games, but no matter how he searched, he could not find Luo.

In a bustling city, there are tall buildings and thousands of lights are lit.

The top floor of the hotel is towering into the clouds, and the luxurious room is surrounded by all-round floor-to-ceiling windows. Standing in front of the window, you can enjoy the gorgeous night view of the bustling city.

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

The sound of the door opening came from the entrance, and Parkorda walked in and looked at the black-eyed man standing in front of the window. It was Kurolo.

Hearing the sound, Kurolo slowly looked up without turning around and asked, "Have you asked?"

"I have asked all the questions I want to know, but I don't want to know." Parkernoda replied.

Kurolo was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

"Then do it tonight?" Parknowda continued.

"Wait a little longer." Kulolo did not hesitate at all.

"Understand." Parkonda nodded.

"Where are them?" Kulolo said.

"Everything is next door, are you going to go there? It's not very clean." Parkorda said.

"It's okay." Kurolo covered the book, passed by the cabinet, and placed it on it casually. The name of the book was: the seven beauties of the world.

Parkorda looked at Kulolo's back, feeling helpless.

She had to ask about information, but she had to take action quickly and easily, but she had to take care of Feitan's interests. She had to torture the ten men, women, and young people who had been captured into form and then ask for the information she wanted.

The room next door was very big, but blood was reflected on the wall or the ground like an arrow. Ten people were tied to chairs, dripping blood and sank completely.

Among those ten people, there was even a little girl under ten years old who was tortured to the point of being invisible, like a hell.

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

Xisuo, who joined early, was sitting by the window, without any interest in the bloody scene, and was bored and turned around with a playing card with her index finger.

Machi stood not far from Xisuo. She wrapped her hands around her eyes and looked at the night view outside the window, her expression was indifferent, as if she was thinking about something, and her eyes became a little vague.

"Hey, Maggie, come with me for midnight snacks later. There is a shop selling various intestines on the street not far from here." Xisuo narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and turned into several playing cards, and said, "I heard it tastes good."

Twenty meters away, three of the ten corpses were cut open, the small and large intestines were pulled out and knotted, and many parts were cut inch by inch.

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

Machi's erratic thoughts were interrupted, and he slowly turned his head and said nothing. His cold eyes seemed to pierce into Xisuo's heart.

"So scary." Xisuo smiled.

Other members of the brigade were either standing or sitting, distributed in every corner of the huge room, a distance from the ten chairs.

Among them, Wojin even launched a fierce attack on the table full of meat.

This is the luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel. The food provided is mostly delicious rather than portions, so a meal at Oujin is full of tables.

Not far from the nun, Nobunaga was seriously raising Ai Dao.

In front of ten chairs, Fei Tan's hands were inserted into the pocket of the black cloak, his eyes formed a slit, looking at the masterpiece he had completed not long ago, and his mouth was slightly curled under the mask.

Everyone in the brigade was good, and their attitude towards the ten chairs was cold.

At this time, the door opened and Kurolo walked in.

The blood gathered under the ten chairs almost spread to the door, which was a microcosm of lawlessness.

Kurolo seemed to have not seen the blood, stepped over with an expressionless face and looked at everyone's eyes.

He stood on the blood and said in a plain tone: "Change the place."

Then, the members of the brigade immediately moved, and even left behind the unfinished food.

Their movements were quick, leaving behind ten bloody chairs and leaving directly.

At the same time, the Dark Continent passed through the clan's residence.

Bang.

Luo covered the book with God's hand and flicked the quill into the air.

The quill that was made of the present invention flew into the air, then turned into fluorescence and disappeared. Then the book in his hand also turned into white spots and disappeared.

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