Six Eyes Sunuo started as a hunter x hunter

"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 stepped onto the airship, turning a blind eye to 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.

Su Wu stood in the basement of their home, yawning and stuffing something into Chou Bao's mouth.

The gang is indeed rich, and the collections in the basement are worth a lot of money.

In short, if you want to sell it, buying Tian Ni Mou is definitely enough.

Of course, he did not touch those human organs.

He felt a little sick.

He also really couldn't appreciate what was so good about being dug out and soaked in a transparent jar filled with liquid, with red eyes full of despair.

In terms of fashionability, it would be better to grow it on a living Kuluta tribe person. The color will change when you are emotional. Isn’t this better-looking than one with only one color?

If it were him, he would imprison all the people of that clan, force them to face pain and despair from time to time, and play with changing the color of their eyes.

The idea seems a bit hellish and immoral.

Su Wu shook his head, and suddenly thought of the task required by the system [Looking for the seven beauties], isn't that the flaming red eyes?

His hand that had already skipped the flaming eyes reached back and picked up the jar containing the flaming eyes.

"System, come out, one of the seven beauties you want." He shook the jar and called in his mind.

[Ding... I have found one of the seven beauties, the flaming red eyes. ] A sentence popped up in the system, and then disappeared.

"...Then what? Nothing? No reward?" Su Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, and the flaming eye in his hand disappeared.

Haha, profiteer and poor system.

never mind.

I have long been accustomed to this style of painting.

Fortunately, the system will not force him to do tasks. Most of the time, one person and one person pretend that each other does not exist and do not communicate with each other.

Pretty good too.

"Let's go." He stuffed all the valuable items in the basement into Chou Bao's mouth and left.

Several corpses were strewn crookedly on the stairs going up.

The frost-colored ice on the wall has not yet melted.

Corpses and human organs can be seen everywhere along the way.

This luxurious private residence now only hears the footsteps of Su Wu and Ma Luo, and there is no other sound besides that.

The strong smell of blood was carried away by the night wind.

Under the moonlight, the airship flew in another direction.