"I... caught a dead man!"
Kurapika stared at Chrollo, whose face was calm, as if he had accepted the fate of failure and death. He suddenly became extremely angry and roared excitedly, "What a joke! Phantom Troupe is the culprit of the genocide in Kulu Tower! How could they die so easily! Then what is the pain I have endured all these years! And the efforts to become stronger?"
"Are you a survivor of the Kurta Clan? Ah! I remembered! You have the same beautiful Scarlet Eyes as them. I'm sorry to say this, but I'm really going to die." Chrollo said with a hint of sadness in his tone.
Of course, this sadness is not to sympathize with the other person's experience, nor for myself, but to feel sorry for the demise of Phantom Troupe, which he personally founded.
"Shut up! Tell me! After you massacred Kurta Clan, where did you hide the eyes of my people?" Kurapika grabbed the opponent's collar and picked him up.
"Hahahaha! Sorry, I forgot." Chrollo opened his mouth and showed a very evil smile.
The expression seemed both provocative and taunting.
For Avengers who was extremely angry, this was absolutely intolerable, so he quickly paid the price for what he said.
The enraged Kurapika didn't hesitate at all. He directly raised his fists and started beating the enemy who had caused his tragic life.
In just a few seconds, the leader's handsome face turned into a swollen pig's head. Even the teeth in his mouth were smashed alive, and bright red blood continued to spurt out from his mouth and nose.
But for some reason, his laughter never showed any sign of stopping. Instead, it became louder and louder, and more and more crazier.
In the end, it was Kurapika who couldn't hold on any longer and took the initiative to stop and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Why! Why can you scum kill innocent people without any feeling of guilt? Don't you have any mercy and sympathy as human beings?"
"Pity and compassion? What is that?" Chrollo spat out blood and asked with a smile. "We never fear or refuse anything, but don't try to take anything away from us. This is the creed pursued by Phantom Troupe and even the entire Meteor City! For us, death is as common as breathing. Tell me, do you have any unnecessary feelings for the air you breathe in daily life?"
"Asshole! Go to hell!"
Kurapika's string called reason finally broke completely, and his whole person completely Incarnations became Avengers, directly hitting Chrollo's head with his fist wrapped in thought.
Snap!
Along with the sound of skull shattering, the head of the leader of Phantom Troupe exploded instantly, and a large amount of blood and brains immediately spattered everywhere.
After about a second or two, the headless body fell to the ground with a plop on its back.
At this point, the brain of Spider, the last member of Phantom Troupe, finally ended his sinful life.
Feeling the strong smell of blood remaining in the air, Kurapika wiped the blood on his face, took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, then raised his head and asked, "You should have killed all the other Phantom Troupe members, right?"
"Yeah! Excluding the undercover Hisoka, the other twelve Phantom Troupe members have all died, and not a single one has slipped through the net." Allen gave an affirmative answer without thinking.
"That is to say, Phantom Troupe no longer exists. And my remaining goal is to find the lost eyes of my tribe..."
When saying these words, Kurapika showed complex emotions of confusion, emptiness and sadness.
It is easy to see from the fiery red eyes that have not faded away that he still can't accept that Phantom Troupe, who he has always regarded as his ultimate revenge target, was so easily eliminated.
"No! You are wrong! It was only the Thieves' Guild group headed by Chrollo that perished, not Phantom Troupe." Allen corrected meaningfully.
"What do you mean?"
Kurapika was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand what this somewhat contradictory sentence was trying to express.
"It's very simple! Do you think Phantom Troupe is just a gang of the Thieves' Guild who act recklessly? Recall what they have done! Whether it is killing Kurta Clan, or fighting gangs to kill Ten Dons, is it just for wealth, notoriety, or enjoying the pleasure of killing and destruction?" Allen hinted calmly.
To be precise, after repeatedly hearing the words "Phantom Troupe will not disappear, but will only be reborn in another form" from several Phantom Troupe members, he suddenly realized that these guys did not seem to be as simple as they seemed on the surface.
In particular, every gathering and action of all members is often very purposeful, as if they have accepted certain tasks or commissions from a higher level in advance.
This means that Phantom Troupe is likely to be doing some shady and dirty work for the country, the government, and even V5. At the same time, he uses the stolen wealth to maintain the fragile social structure of Meteor City and purchase and transport large quantities of various resources that are essential for human survival, such as food, medicine, protective clothing, etc.
So even if Chrollo and his team members are all dead, the manipulators hiding behind will soon form a new Phantom Troupe.
Kurapika is not an idiot.
On the contrary, he is very smart and very good at rational analysis. After a brief silence, he realized the complicated situations that may be involved and quickly responded, "Thank you for the information you provided. I will continue to pursue this line. No matter who the real culprit is, I will make him pay the price."
"You're welcome! If you need help, you can call me at any time. You know, I am always interested in targets that are difficult to hunt."
Having said that, Allen surrendered his gaze and Hisoka, who stood motionless for a long time, asked with a half-smile, "Do you need some help with treatment? Although the arm that has been blown to pieces will definitely not be reattached."
"No need! As long as the bleeding is stopped, this small injury will heal on its own soon." Hisoka glanced at the disappeared right arm, with strong unwillingness and dissatisfaction in his tone.
But unfortunately, this can't be blamed on others at all. It's all because of his own cleverness, and he shot himself in the foot.
"In that case, let's just say goodbye. By the way, there is a rare card in the Greed Island game called "Breath of Archangel", which can instantly restore all injuries to a person, including the recovery of broken limbs. Health. Maybe you can try to find it and let the lost arm grow back. Oh, by the way, Gon and Killua seem to be investigating information related to this game, maybe you will meet them there."
Allen gave a big news before leaving.
As for whether to go in the end, it depends on Hisoka's own choice.
Anyway, he didn't think Bomb Devil Trio's level could defeat Magus, who exuded astonishing murderous aura.
"Greed Island? Gon and Killua? It sounds interesting..."
Hisoka touched his chin with a playful expression, and soon left the gang building.
With his disappearance, the noisy night finally calmed down completely, and the underground Auction located on the lower floor gradually reached a climax under the auspices of Marcus.
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