Become a full-time hunter and become the Supreme Will

Soon, the fire was put out.

Showing the scorched and damaged frame…

"Be careful!"

Someone from the gangster side warned.

"It's okay... I guess he's dead a long time ago, hahahaha..."

The person responsible for the inspection laughed and stepped into the carriage.

Whoosh!

Several sharp howls came from the air, hitting several figures standing outside the bus unexpectedly, as if they were bullets, hitting their vital points accurately! As soon as the man who stepped on the car lifted his hind legs, blood burst out from his head and he fell straight down.

Thump thump thump…

In the blink of an eye, all five or six gangsters were killed.

The invisible murder weapon fell to the ground, and there were small pebbles stained with blood...

Uh-huh!

The mafiosi were startled and set up their guns.

One of his own died like this... As the leader, the man with gold-framed glasses was unmoved, and his expression was not even the slightest. He flicked the unfinished cigarette butt in his hand away, "Sure enough... it's not so easy to solve..."

He noticed that the three cars behind the bus had their lights turned off.

It seems that it has been killed!

Under the gaze of one after another, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a blurry figure strolled from a distance, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand constantly tossing pieces of pebbles.

Unscathed, Long glanced at the bus that had been sleeping all the way, and the smell of barbecue in the air, and let out a sigh.

The moment he saw the mafia...he knew that he had been exposed!

was discovered.

In less than two years, in the Sky Arena, he relied on his ability to control the results of games to make a fortune. Now he has a net worth of tens of billions... Although he diverted the funds to large and small casinos, he tried his best to avoid being noticed. …But as time goes by, the probability of being detected increases.

Entertainment industries like casinos are mostly driven by underworld forces... and they are often monopolized in a certain area. In other words, even if he leaves the casino to bet, the winnings are actually the banker's money.

Tens of billions is not a small amount, it is equivalent to him catching a sheep and desperately trying to get rid of its wool.

Hao's method of winning money can avoid trouble within a certain amount and within a certain period of time...but he is a bit too greedy.

There's no way...who doesn't love money?

The other thing is... he really doesn't pay that much attention to the Mafia.

In the past few years, Hao has been focusing on spiritual practice, including in the Sky Arena. In fact, he has not had much contact with this society and this world... His understanding of the gangs only comes from the memory of the original work, but now... he Seen it.

This is also a 'meeting gift' prepared by the gang for him to start integrating into the world.

"Although you have used some brains, the outflow of funds from the casino is not small. It is clearly visible on the ledger, and it is all related to your competition... The probability of winning is 100%, and it is difficult not to make people suspicious." Guan Lu also Alive, the man with glasses was not at all panicked. He was a heavy smoker. He took out a pack of cigarettes and smacked it on his hand, then took out another one and lit it. "Open the door for business. We, the Phils family, welcome normal gamblers with open hands." ...But people like you can only use a shotgun!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Before the yakuza could open fire again, Hajime had already taken action.

As he walked, the stones in his hands shot out like marbles. The speed and power were even greater than the bullets. Almost everyone in the row of hotshots standing in front of the man with glasses was shot in the head and fell on his back.

"kill him!"

The man with glasses ordered.

Our side has the advantage, and even if a few fall down, they cannot stop their attack.

Pistols, rifles... all burst into flames.

In an instant, there was a hail of bullets on the road, and the dense bullets hit the man who was walking towards them step by step.

Bang bang bang…

The gangster's bullets fell on Ogi's body, falling to the ground one after another, covering the road... not even his clothes were damaged.

A guy carrying an artillery piece licked his lips and was about to give him a blow...but as soon as he squatted down, a stone penetrated his face.

As the distance got closer, the number of deaths on the gang's side also increased... The man with glasses lowered his eyes.

"Stop! You guys can't deal with him..."

At this time, a voice sounded from the crowd, and the gang members stopped one after another. Hearing the words, they separated to both sides to make a gap.

I saw a man with broken hair and a striking scar on his face walking out of a car with a sneer and swinging a butterfly knife in his hand. The small weapon was twirled around his fingertips. It was so flexible that it turned into a group of stunning silver light.

"Such a beast must be left to professional hunters to deal with..."

The man stood at the front.

"Trouble."

The man with glasses said something to him and raised his hand to tell all his companions to step back.

He stepped on the bullet casings on the ground and stopped.

The stones in his hand were squandered.

Hazy also heard what the other party said.

He looked at the man who was blocking and even trying to kill him, and smiled slightly: "You seem confident that you can kill me?"

He sensed early on that there was a person with telekinesis hidden in the car.

"Hehehe... The Sky Arena is just a place for a group of people who cannot stand up to the stage, playing house and having fun. Don't think that people like them can live a life like me who walks in the darkness all year round and licks blood from the edge of a knife. Everyone is equal! We are hunters who truly live in the jungle of death and obey the laws of the food chain..." The man said, raising his sharp knife and taking an offensive stance.

"Judging from your thoughts and eyes...you are right, you should have had a few moments."

Hazy smiled.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the man's face, "So...which piece of meat on your body should I start cutting..."

The moment he finished speaking, the man's hand holding the knife was already unstable.

Scar's pupils suddenly shrank...

He didn't blink his eyes from beginning to end, and kept his eyes fixed on the target without shifting at all... But at this moment, the other party came to him strangely. He didn't notice it, let alone warn him, and didn't even see the trajectory and movements of Hazy's surprise attack.

The man immediately broke into a cold sweat.

"I only said that your strength is barely enough... I'm not complimenting you."

In the moment of close contact, Hao did not take action immediately, but leaned forward and brought his face close to Scar's face. There was only a few centimeters away, and their eyes met.

Looking at his swaying eyes and trying his best to hide his frightened expression, he said softly.

"Ahhhhh!"

The man yelled, and the blade in his hand turned into a silver thread, slashing towards Hazy's throat.

Snapped!

But Lun's palm also quickly inserted into the afterimage, and he grabbed the opponent's wrist without even using his eyes to see it. With the force of his fingers, Scar's wrist was broken with a click.

"ah!"

The man shouted again.

His face trembled crazily.

"Isn't it right... A master like you who is walking on the edge of death can also feel pain from such a small injury? It shouldn't be..." He smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Immediately, another hand waved out.

The huge force directly caused the neck of the telepathic user in front of him to be torn apart and his head to be exploded.

There is no whole body in death.

Some people with telekinesis who have been active underground all year round are indeed different from the people in the Sky Arena. Although not all the players in the Sky Arena are 'greenhouse flowers', at least most of them live in a relatively healthy environment... The environment is very important to them. One person's influence is great.

From this point of view, colleagues who are engaged in assassins, employment and other relationships underground do have some pride.

Every battle they have to go through is a battle of life and death, and they often face desperate situations. Most of the enemies are also desperadoes. The energy and will a person unleashes between life and death decisions cannot be underestimated... This level of danger, It is much larger than the 200th floor of Sky Arena.

However, this scarred man... is obviously not among them.

The level is better than that of the miscellaneous fish on the 200th floor, but that's the extent of it.

The broken wound on Scar's neck was still spurting blood, which soon stained the ground red and formed a pool of blood.

Hao shook off the dirt on his hands and looked through a group of silent gang members before falling on the calm man with glasses.

The latter was still very calm and did not panic... completely different from the other subordinates who had begun to show fear.

Still looking at each other calmly...

As a mafia, such bloody pictures and death scenes are not only commonplace, but have already become a part of their lives.

"Yes... the person is dead."

"Sorry, boss...I couldn't deal with him."

The man with glasses is talking on the phone.

"okay, I get it."

After a moment, I put down my phone.

Walking towards Hao step by step.

Hazy eyes pondering... I find it very interesting.

When ordinary people face death, they will definitely feel panic. This is instinctive... With so many people dead, he thought that the other party would flee in all directions or try their best to fight, but... they didn't. The discipline and psychological quality of this group of mafiosi far exceeded his expectations.

"Congratulations... on saving a life!"

The man with glasses walked closer to Hao and said calmly.

So crazy...

Hazy was slightly surprised.

"Even if you kill everyone here...including me, it will be useless..."

The man with glasses blew out smoke and said coldly, "There are underground rules. Once your story gets out, it will damage the reputation of our Phils family."

"Come with me, the boss wants to see you."

Before he could speak, the cell phone in his pocket rang at the right moment.

He took it out and scanned the caller number.

"Hello."

"Master..."

A familiar sound came from the other end of the phone.

Bald Char.

The guy who always wanted to become his disciple but failed.

He was also the little guy who helped Lun run around various casinos in the beginning.

Char left the Sky Arena more than half a year ago. After briefly teaching him the training methods of bodybuilding, Char was ready to start his own practice again.

This phone call... Needless to say, Hao already understood that Char was captured and was in the hands of the other party.

"Let's go."

The man with glasses crushed the cigarette butt with the sole of his shoe and turned around and got into the car first.

Hagi hung up the communication.

"No wonder..."

"The gangster... is better than I think..."

he thought to himself.

Over there, someone had already opened a car door for him.

Seeing this, Hazy followed slowly.

When passing by a gang member, he naturally wiped his bloody and unclean hands on his well-tailored clothes.

The man looked angry, but did not dare to say a word.