[Comprehensive] All the games I've played have come true

In many cases, friends bring more psychological satisfaction to people and have no other demands from each other, and they can help each other only rarely.

Some people make friends because of the former, while others make friends because of the latter, or they can't tell the difference.

The friendship between Xiaojie and others and Leorio is obviously more normal than that between Hisoka and Ilmi.

After they found Leorio, their top priority was naturally to fill their stomachs, and their second priority was to talk about what had happened and their plans for the future.

"What are you guys thinking? It was to make money to accept the bounty offered by the Phantom Troupe, but now you're paying nothing! Isn't it putting the cart before the horse?"

Leorio treated them to a meal, but he still spoke in a long-winded and authentic manner. It was rare that Qi Ya felt the same as him.

Xiaojie lowered his head to eat the food in embarrassment: "That's why I couldn't hold back for a while..."

The tone is like a child who couldn't help beating up his nasty classmate at school, but in fact it is not such an understatement.

Didn't hold back what?

Hearing this, Leorio has nothing to say. If he had the opportunity and ability, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

The reason for this must be the empathy with Kurapika.

Apart from being too risky, what else is there to blame?

He could only come up with some ideas to clean up the mess, and even Leori contributed his own small treasury as the principal.

So, waited until the second day when Shencheng and his party had finished their rest.

They regrouped and went to the local morning market, using a rather outrageous arm-wrestling method that Leorie came up with with a slap in the face to cheat... to make money.

If this is really a pure game world, or if Shencheng can get the address information of those evil big capitalists, she might really go to other people's houses to rummage through the boxes.

A mere tens of billions of Buddhist nuns, if the purchasing power is converted into actual US dollars, it is probably only a few hundred million US dollars, which is just a sprinkle of water for the really rich.

When Shencheng dressed up in disguise, mingled with countless crowds and continued to stir up flames, and acted as a babysitter for Leorio, all kinds of ideas came out of her mind.

However, at this moment, Leorio received a call from Kurapika who took the initiative to contact him. This friend only had a few words in a hurry, and the expression on Leorio's stable uncle's face changed.

Turn the time back to yesterday evening, the suburbs of Youkexin City.

In a short period of time, this unremarkable wilderness has welcomed the visits of the top-ranked psychics among the younger generation.

It's just that when they came, there was no trace of anyone here, only the wreckage after the battle, and some fresh blood that showed what happened.

Only a few minutes later, the Phantom Brigade and the group missed the real murderer.

Several people present were so aggressive that they almost rushed out, but they were all in vain.

In a rough count, not only Kuroro, who is the leader of the regiment, but also Feitan, Knight, and Peeling Cracker were present. Except for Knight, they are all combatants, and they are all combatants mobilized in emergencies. , this number of people is not easy.

"No, the traces of leaving have been cleaned up."

The speaker shook his head, he was a member of the brigade who handles information and intelligence.

In fact, he was also the member of the brigade who received Finks' call. I have to say that the knight was also taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.

Hearing this, Fei Tan, who had a bad personality, scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that he could only get the same result, he had a gloomy face and did not speak.

In this way, even the chances of chasing it became slim.

The Phantom Brigade can only focus on other information left on the battlefield.

Kuroro, who looks like an ordinary handsome intellectual youth with a very deceptive temperament, stands in this piece of ruins with a sense of disobedience, looking around the battlefield and contemplating.

While recreating the scene of the fight in his mind based on the traces, he was thinking about the few words from Finks.

According to the sporadic clues given by the team member on the phone, the attacker was not a chain killer, but a child who could not be called a teenager at a few years old. Such a strange age coupled with a vague appearance has never been heard of before. characters.

And the appearance ability, which was only described in a few words in the emergency, is also difficult to use as the basis for finding someone. If you want to find someone, you are looking for a needle in a haystack.

In addition, Kuroro tried to entrust Ilmi to assassinate the five old men of the gang, but unexpectedly did not get a response.

The head of the Phantom Brigade only felt that there was a pair of invisible hands planning all this behind the scenes. The spider that has always been spinning webs and hunting in the dark seemed to be regarded as prey by others this time, right?

They were targeted... Kuroro's rational thinking actually tends to be manipulated, not bad luck.

Kuroro took a few steps forward and came to the place where a large bloodstain was printed, which should have been left by an adult woman based on its shape.

The shatter under his feet was a little loose, and when he opened it, a familiar bullet was hidden under it.

Paconoda, this member of the regiment secretly has other thoughts about his own regiment leader, but pretends not to know because the other party does not have female subordinates, and plays the image of his loyal and trustworthy follower until his death.

This time, Paconoda did not disappoint.

"Will you read... after death?"

This is something that can only be condensed with a firm will and belief. It is very rare and difficult, but it is even more difficult for people like Paconoda who are not good at reading ability.

Kuroro picked up the bullet, with the sad and joyless expression on the face of the old king, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

Whether it is a resident of Meteor Street or a spider, the people represented by these two identities have always had a strong desire for revenge.

No matter how difficult it is, the spider will never forget anything that should be recovered...just not now.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is not revenge, but to solve the ten old men. The Hakka killers they invited must be people who are not of the same generation as Kuroro. Face the enemy head-on.

The matter of hiring Il fans has never been answered, and the other killers who beat Dike's subordinates do not have the courage and ability to assassinate the ten-year-old man, and the killers of other organizations are even more scattered, and they cannot entrust such a life-threatening matter.

The original plan to invade the auction venue again has changed, this time I can only do it myself.

And the speed has to be as fast as possible.

The morning after Finks was killed, the Phantom Troupe was about to set off to assassinate the ten old men.

This was the fastest speed they could use to find out where the ten old man was hiding, and the knight must have lost a lot of hair because of it.

Hisoka leisurely came to the place where he used to talk to Yi Ermi before, but at this time the person who was talking to him in a "private meeting" was not an old acquaintance with a dark-haired beauty, but another blonde beauty.

If you have to misinterpret it like this, then Hisoka is really a blessing.

The clown said hello on the phone frivolously, with a hint of pleasure in his tone.

As for this matter, Hisoka could have passed it on to Kurapika as soon as he knew about it, that is, last night.

As for why he delayed telling his temporary allies until now?

Hisoka naturally had an unknown calculation in his heart.Stomach full of bad water.

This small abacus is not something that must be done, but a random game that fell on a whim, and it may be the icing on the cake, making Hisoka's most important plan more smooth.

"..."

"...you are good friends, right?"

"...Nothing, just one thing I should probably tell you..."

Even at this critical juncture, Hisoka, the ghost, kept telling the story in a calm and unhurried manner with his characteristic sly tone, completely ignoring how anxious Kurapika on the opposite side was waiting for the answer.

He revealed the whole plan of the Phantom Brigade to raid the ten old man, and seeing that Kurapika was about to hang up the phone to report the matter to his superiors, and when he was making various precautionary arrangements, Hisoka suddenly changed the subject and talked about the little boy. Jie and the others successfully attacked and killed four brigade members.

"I already know about this."

Compared to Hisoka's tone, Kurapika's tone was cold and businesslike.

He had received a call from Leori last night to report his merits. At that time, he was surprised by the growth of his former friends' strength and worried about their complicated feelings of getting involved in the spider matter.

But after he finished speaking, Kurapika realized an extremely crucial thing in a flash of his mind.

"But—how did you know?"

Even Kurapika got the information about the spider's casualties from the gangster's channel only because of his own people, but no one was killed, and the confidentiality of the information was done quite well.

And Leori also informed Kurapika that Xiaojie and the others met only two teams who came to make bait and fish, and they were wiped out before the brigade arrived. It stands to reason that the other party didn't know what they were people.

Where did the news leak from?

"It's read after death."

Hisoka briefly talked about Paconoda's affairs, and then added fuel to the fire like an outsider, "And thanks to her, whether it's appearance, name, or external performance ability, I know it as if I was there. It's so clear."

Of course, Nobunaga's full-scale temptation like burning his own life is indispensable.

"By the way, every brigade member has read that memory."

"So it looks like the whole team will be chasing and killing them together."

Speaking of this, Hisoka's tone was a little envious. It seemed that he also wanted to be hunted down by such a brigade short of major generals.

However, if there are too many people, he can't bear it.

"In terms of time, it's probably after the ten-year-old man?" Although it may not be certain how many people will be left by then.

Hisoka finished the story with half-truth, half-false, embellishment... How can he believe everything about the transformation department?

Kurapika clenched his fist when he heard it, and if the melody was beside him, he would definitely be able to hear his uneasy inner voice at this moment.

Rationally, Kurapika knows Hisoka attaches great importance to Xiaojie, if the matter is really so serious, he will not be so relaxed.And today's Xiaojie and others are not helpless in front of the Phantom Troupe.

But no matter what, what they exposed, Kurapika wanted to tell Xiaojie and them immediately.

Kurapika hurriedly spoke a few more words with Hisoka, then hung up the phone.

On the other side, Hisoka also played with the cards in his hand, thoughtfully.

What happened next was out of his control.

Will Kurapika inform Gon-jae?And will Xiaojie and others leave Youkexin?Or sit still?or……

Is it better to strike first?