[Izzy] Career

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Meteor Street.Garbage dumps abandoned by human society.

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Kurolo-Luxilu, the leader of the A-level criminal group who lived and died on Meteor Street.

Appears to be a young man with an ordinary figure and quick movements. Compared with his profession, he is a little too beautiful, and his temperament is too bookish. So many years after his death, researchers who love the history of the Hunter World would call him a deep thinker and philosopher.Of course, that's just the thinking of a small number of people, and there is no shortage of sensationalism in it.

For the vast majority of the world, the name Kuroro is still unpleasant long after he himself has disappeared, even though they did not really know him, let alone know him, and know little about his life. However, because the Phantom Troupe he created was a robbery group that made a living from robbery, and was once listed as an official A-level wanted criminal, killing people like hemp, ordinary researchers naturally would not have any good reviews for him.In addition, it is said, it is only said that Kuroro, the former enemy of the man known as the "head", a boy named Kurapika later achieved lofty achievements in the hunter world, out of Due to the flattering psychology of human beings, the "head" is even more portrayed as a heinous sinner.

Kuroro himself didn't know about this, but those who admired him believed that, according to his character, he would probably just laugh at it.

After all, he is a man whose life hangs in the hands of his enemies and still doesn't change his face.So say the proponents.

That's nothing more than hooligans and rascals who want to die.Naysayers say so.

He was born on Meteor Street, and he cannot be judged by the moral rules prevailing in human society.Said those who loved him.

Being treated unfairly is no excuse for indiscriminate killing of innocent people!said his haters.

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The debate about Kuroro was very intense when he was alive. Presumably, in the history class after a long time, new hunters who have read the deeds of the Phantom Troupe and the biography of Kurapika in dusty books will still Go on with those never-ending debates.

There are many cruel and mysterious legends about Kuroro. The gambling event that slaughtered ethnic minorities and wiped out underworld groups has long been circulated among hunters.Speaking of which, although the leader has never taken the hunter exam, he has miraculously had close ties with many famous hunters in history. In addition to the well-known entanglement with Kurapika, Kuroro, Jay Fulis, Qi Ya-Beating Dike, Hisoka and other well-known figures have quite contacts.Maybe it's fate, maybe it's the gravitational force of the strong. After all, in the era when Kuroro lived, hunters had a lot of personal freedom. They could freely choose what kind of people to associate with or fight with, even with Dangerous elements on the wanted list like Kuroro have close contacts, and the Hunter Association will not interfere in the slightest.

It is a very lucky thing for a person like him to live in such an era.Years later, someone sighed like this.

Although in the end, Kurolo has nothing but the Phantom Troupe, and the Phantom Troupe is like a piece of sand without him, but many people still stubbornly think that the life of the leader is very interesting-I don’t know if he thinks so, And he also influenced the historical course of the hunter world in a special way.

Regarding the latter, it is more confusing than the well-known story of him and Kurapika.That was not the thief's original intention, it sounded more like a rumor in the market, but maybe, there really was a night when a major event that seemed very ordinary at that time happened.

It was an ordinary winter night.

Fine flakes of snow were flying outside the window, and flakes of snow with ice in them clattered against the glass.

In the slightly cold room, the candlelight stood still, reflecting the black shadow on the wall.Kuroro was concentrating on reading a book.

He is a man who likes to read.Different from the headstrong or violent and arrogant character of the general leader of the criminal group, Kurolo is willing to understand the views held by others. Usually, the members of the group think that he is a reasonable person, just like the gangster godfather Corey in a classic movie. Ollie, he always makes sense.Sometimes people even have the illusion that he is better at and likes to use logic to solve problems than violence.

Candlelight streamed down the tip of his nose to create a delicate silhouette, and the light yellow candle flame danced in the deep black pupils. The silence at this moment made the murderous bandit leader look like a wise scholar.There is almost a trace of non-human tranquility.

Hey, sometimes I really can't understand, how can you let your brain be filled with so many things that are completely useless to thieves, Captain?

Kuroro glanced at Nobunaga not far away. Nobunaga sat cross-legged on the ground and dozed off. The blanket was thrown aside, as if it was midsummer instead of severe winter.This is how people in the strengthening department are.Kuroro thought a little helplessly, he closed the book and stood up.

Unexpectedly, Nobunaga woke up immediately, so fast that Kuroro suspected that he was pretending to sleep.

Don't look at me like that.Nobunaga laughed, they were so familiar that they could understand each other with just one look in their eyes.I really fell asleep.

Nobunaga stood up and stretched his muscles around.Now I am on guard alone, of course I have to be more vigilant.

Kurolo smiled.

In the old days he always had two members of the regiment with him, one of them was usually Paconoda, and that was so long ago, it didn't seem so far away.Kuroro looked around.Since when did the current habit start? He thought, he didn't give an order, it seemed natural. Since Paconoda's death, the regiment members will still take turns to be responsible for the security work around him, but each time there is only one people.

No one said anything.It's just that every time it dawned, Kuroro noticed that they would subconsciously look up at the dawn sky outside the window, as if someone was there.

It never seemed to go far.

Ding--

A strange metallic sound pierced the night sky.

There seemed to be a very slight footstep in the stairwell.Immediately there was peace again.

Nobunaga's eyes became sharp in an instant, he and Kuroro looked at each other, and stretched out their thumbs to point out the room.

Kuroro nodded in agreement.

Nobunaga held the handle of the knife with one hand, walked out of the house, and disappeared into the darkness.

Kuroro stared at the door that was shaking slightly in the draft.

After a while, Nobunaga came back.

Nothing out of the ordinary.He scratched his head and said.

You sleep for a while.Kuroro sat down and opened the book again.

Nobunaga also went to sit by the window and stretched himself.Commander, are you not sleeping?

I am not sleepy.

How strange——Nobunaga rubbed his eyes.I am not sleepy now.

Kurolo laughed.I will read to you, so that you can gain some knowledge.

no!Nobunaga refused.

That's none of your business.Kuroro lowered his head and looked back to the book.

Nobunaga stared at the ceiling for a moment.

Who are you waiting for?Nobunaga said suddenly.You haven't had much sleep for days.

That's right.Kuroro said while reading a book.

Who is that?Nobunaga came alive.Is it strong?

Kuroro raised his head and thought for a few seconds.Strength is not the key, but the intention is... He turned his head and stared at Nobunaga.I'm a little puzzled, why did this person come to me in this way?

Nobunaga was taken aback.

Kuroro threw the book aside.

It's too late, it's too soon.

With a faint sound, the candle went out.

Nobunaga jumped up and jumped behind Kuroro.Kuroro turned sideways extremely quickly, a gust of wind swept past his ears, and his sharp nails gleamed coldly in the icy blue snow light.

They drew their swords at the same time.

Nobunaga made a strike with his left hand, and Kuroro's straight right punch went straight into the opponent's chest. The moment he touched Kuroro felt a sharp metal sting, cold, and half of his arm was paralyzed, but he was one-thousandth faster after all. Seconds, one cat waist, Nobunaga's knife was already in his hand, and he swung the horizontal knife forward, and Nobunaga quickly flipped back and jumped away in the bright light of the knife.

Then the breath disappeared into the darkness in the corner of the room.

Kuroro stood in the middle of the room with his knife raised in his left hand.He frowned, as if thinking about a difficult problem.

Bai Xue was falling one after another outside the window, so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of the snowflakes rubbing against each other.Kuroro listened intently, silently, silently.Expand and condense, no thoughts.

Surrounding him was an excellent breath-holding observation, but Kuroro knew that the person was still there, not by hearing or thoughts, but by his intuition about death.What came from the darkness was not a murderous aura, it was a kind of... Kuroro took a deep breath, it was a kind of smell.Rotting corpses, stale to coagulated blood, temperatureless silence, complete stillness forgotten by time.The smell of death.

Illumi, long time no see.

Crollo said.

What answered him was a boundless stillness.

I have a hunch that you will come soon, so I have been waiting for you.Kuroro still maintained a posture between defense and attack, but his tone of voice was very ordinary.

What you want, I've got.Kuroro's voice echoed in the empty darkness.

As for why you suddenly took an aggressive stance, I don't quite understand now.But simply speculate, there are two possibilities, first, you accept the commission to assassinate me, kill Nobunaga first, and then make him approach me and wait for me to relax my vigilance; second, you suspect that I will lie to you, so you put on makeup Cheng Xinchang came to tell me what to say.

No echo.

Kuroro meditated in the dark and continued.Not sure, but I'm leaning towards the second possibility.Although I heard that you are short of money recently, if the target is me, I guess you will adopt a more careful plan, try to attack from a long distance, and leave immediately if you miss a hit, instead of staying at the scene all the time.

As for the second possibility, if you suspect that I will lie, then you have detained Nobunaga, and with this hostage, we can sit down and negotiate.

After Kuroro finished speaking calmly, there was no movement in the room.

The cold snow light coldly reflected the frost on the glass window. Kuroro scanned the left and right vigilantly. There was no human sound, or even dust falling. He admired the assassination family's well-trained skills in his heart.

Snapped--

There was a sound of steel nails shooting out.

Just as Kuroro was about to jump back, he glanced at the blade illuminated by the snow for a moment out of the corner of his eye. The black-haired Grim Reaper was standing silently behind him, his pale face expressionless, like a ghost.

Kuroro felt a chill in his heart, and was about to face him with a killer move.Illumi's thoughts suddenly disappeared, and the candlelight instantly illuminated the whole room again.

Kuroro turned his head, the candle flame danced in the killer's dark eyes, he slowly raised his hand, and stroked Kuroro's neck with his cold fingers.The temperature gradually blends into one.

Are you afraid of me too?The black-haired Reaper asked, and Kuroro almost felt that there was a hint of teasing in that tone.

Narcissistic guy.Kurolo thought.He smiled softly.

I've always appreciated dry humor.said the captain.

Oh... Illumi snapped a very thin needle between his fingers, and he let go of Kuroro.The captain shook his arm.

No one spoke for a while, Kuroro felt that Illumi was assessing his recent increase or decrease in strength, in a purely rational way.Are you wondering if you can really kill me?he thought to himself.Illumi is very different from Hisoka. Hisoka is enthusiastic—no, straightforward, and wants to seek higher fighting excitement. Kuroro himself is not a fighting fanatic, but sometimes he also thinks that if he only goes out Because of his interest in martial arts, or the ability to kill, it should be quite interesting to choose to fight Hisoka.Hisoka is the danger, but that's the kind of fun, entertainment-worthy danger.

He glanced at Illumi again.Dealing with this man always gave him an uncomfortable feeling of being measured objectively by an instrument, a lifeless, inorganic scan.It is indeed a little unpleasant.But at the same time, it also made him a little curious...

The silence is over.

Illumi spoke first.I thought the makeup was perfect.The killer looked a little helpless.

Kuroro turned around and walked to the window.White snow piled up outside the window.

It was perfect, and I was almost fooled by it.But when you walked to the window and sat down, I realized it wasn't Nobunaga.

oh?Illumi glanced at the window.Is there something wrong with this?

That's the way killers are.Kurolo smiled.The easiest place to get out is by the window.

I see.Illumi clapped his hands suddenly.

But... because of your eyes.Kuroro looked at the ray of dawn that appeared outside the window.The seat you were sitting just now was the place that one of our companions liked to stand in the past, Illumi, your eyes have no emotion at all, this is the essential difference between you and Nobunaga.

Illumi thought for a moment.You really have a very good relationship, this is where I didn't think carefully.

Where did you get Nobunaga?Kurolo said.

Well, I just give him a break.Illumi said.I don't want a third person to know the content of the following conversation, otherwise, I would probably have to kill him to silence him.

Seeing Kuroro's expression turned cold, Illumi added.But you can rest assured that in the current situation, I will not do anything to him.We are not in a hostile relationship, just for the sake of the security of both parties.

Illumi, you have a bad habit.Kurolo sat down and motioned for the killer to sit down too.You always think about things completely from your own perspective.He pointed to his own head. We all have our own thoughts. I will consider my own thoughts, as well as those of members, allies, and enemies. Knowing other people’s thoughts does not necessarily change my own, but it can Help me adopt strategies that are more beneficial to me - or brigade.

Kuroro stared at the flickering candlelight on the killer's face.You have always thought and acted on your own terms, which sometimes backfires.

Makes sense.Illumi said with a blank face.Did my detaining Nobunaga have the opposite effect?

Maybe I'll be irritated.Kurolo said.

you will not.Illumi said.He would just die faster that way.

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

Kuroro spoke.I can kill you.

I also take this into consideration.Illumi said.But it's too risky for you to be worth it.

Illumi, I'm not a businessman - I'm not you.Kurolo said.