"Why is everyone so quiet?" Aito knelt down and touched the cookies, his tone confused.
"You——" Killua looked at the other person with appraising eyes.
Why is it so similar to the painting style of beating the enemy Hakka?
White hair...blue eyes...
This guy...could he be his brother?
Killua's mind flashed through a bunch of plots from novels and comics read by his second brother.
Twin brothers, only one can stay.
"Did you ask Aito to beat up the enemy?" Killua rubbed his chin and complained.
"Beat the enemy? What is that?" Aito looked confused.
"A... very famous killer family, a family that will accept any mission as long as they are given enough money." Kurapika explained.
"What a coincidence! My family is the same!" Aito said excitedly, and he could feel the other person's eyes brightening instantly through his sunglasses.
"My family is like this too. As long as we can afford it, we can do anything! We have business in many countries!" Aito proudly introduced his family.
"In that case, the same goes for beating enemy Hakkas." Kurapika touched his chin and fell into thought.
"You wouldn't really ask Aito to beat the enemy." Killua fell into self-doubt.
He just said it casually, because the other person's white hair and blue eyes looked so much like him.
Moreover, the killing method was clean and neat, as if he had been trained.
Why does the more the other party talks, the more he feels that the other party is the one who beats up the enemy Hakka!
Killua fell into deep thought.
Killua's eyes lit up.
"Why don't you replace me and be the one to beat up the enemy Hakka!" Killua invited.
Anyway, both of them have white hair, and although the blue of their eyes is different, they are still blue. If Killua is gone, and Aito is back, it should be fine.
Moreover, the other party has also been trained as a killer since childhood.
"No, I have a home and family." Aito refused without hesitation.
He has a home and family in reality. If he looks for family in the game world, he will not be able to tell the difference between reality and games.
Games are just games.
Unless the characters in the game can be brought back to reality by him.
"What a shame." Killua puffed his lips and said.
"Who's going to play in the second game?" Leorio asked.
The candidates for the battle have been sent out on the opposite side. A thin man took off his cloak and unlocked his shackles.
"I'll do it!" Xiaojie raised his hand and said actively.
"Come on!" Kurapika encouraged.
Due to Aito's performance, no one on the other side will look down upon the three kids on the team.
And the thin man did not choose to fight, but changed his method of competition.
"Choose a candle. Whoever's candle goes out first will lose. How about a competition?" asked the thin and frail man, holding a candle in each hand.
One is long and one is short.
"Generally speaking, the longer one must have been manipulated..." Leorio said with certainty.
"But what if the other party is taking advantage of our idea?" Kurapika said.
"Well... in that case, why not let Gon make the decision himself and use his beast intuition." Killua suggested while touching his chin.
"Maybe it would be better to let Gon use his beast intuition." Kurapika nodded in agreement.
"Anyway, it's the same no matter which one you choose, just have fun." Aito said thoughtfully.
Six Eyes told him that the man had four candles.
Each one has been manipulated.
No matter which one you choose, it's the same.
"You mean..." Kurapika was keenly aware of the meaning of this sentence.
"Well, all the candles have been tampered with." Aito confirmed Kurapika's guess.
"Damn it, isn't this cheating?! Insidious!" Leorio said angrily.
"No, this is not cheating. The rules do not prohibit it." Kurapika said calmly and soberly.
"Just make sure that the other party's candle is extinguished before Xiaojie does," Aito said with a smile on his face.
"But if you hold a candle, it will go out if you move it. It will also go out if you put it on the ground. You have to block the wind with your hands..." Leorio analyzed.
"In this way, there is no way to blow out the other party's candle." Kurapika fell into thought.
"Gon! Come on!" Killua shouted towards the central platform.
Xiaojie turned back and gave him a thumbs up, showing a confident smile.
"Xiaojie can definitely do it." Killua said with confidence.
"Leave the third game to me! Aito and Gon are both on the field! It's my turn!" Killua said with great interest and ready to move.
"Did all three games depend on you three kids..." Leorio showed a complicated expression.
What's going on with kids these days?
Why are all the kids they meet so awesome?
"That's it, I'll be the one to do the next one!" Killua decided on his own.
The winner on the central platform has also been decided.
Although the candle in Xiaojie's hand burned faster, he didn't care about the candle anymore. Instead, he rushed directly in front of his opponent and blew out his opponent's candle.
After the opponent's candle is extinguished, the candle he dropped on the ground is extinguished.
The winner is naturally Xiaojie.
Xiaojie also ran back with cheerful steps.
"Good job, Gon." Killua encouraged.
"Next, it's my turn to appear." Killua looked at the central platform and walked up casually.
"Johnny, you go." The other side also sent out players from the third round.
"This man's name is Johnny, an expert in dismemberment." The man who had been watching the game through the surveillance camera introduced him again.
"The most brutal murderer in the history of Saba City." Leorio's expression was heavy.
"It doesn't matter if you lose, just give up this game, Killua." Leorio said.
"Hmm...how many people did he kill?" Killua asked without changing his expression.
"It's not a matter of the number of murders. There were 149 dead people found alone. They were all dismembered. There was not a single complete body. They were all divided into at least fifty pieces..." Leorio
The tone is solemn.
"My game has begun." Killua smiled and stepped onto the road leading to the central platform.
"Hey, Killua——" Leorio tried to stop him from committing suicide.
"Leori, this is Killua's game." Gon stopped him.
"Don't worry, the opponent is very weak." Aito climbed on Dafu's back and lay on his back, saying to Leorio.
"That guy is an expert in dismemberment -" Leorio couldn't believe it.
"But I'm just an amateur. I can tear off people's flesh and blood with my bare hands. It's not very powerful to cut a person into fifty pieces. I've divided a person into two thousand pieces before...
"The voice of the white-haired boy wearing sunglasses was lively and lively.
"I'm more powerful, but since Killua is a professional killer, he can definitely do it." He even told them with a proud tone.
"Two thousand yuan???" Leorio was shocked by these cruel words.
Isn't Aito also a wanted criminal?
"There was an ogre who lied to me and said he wanted to be my family, and then took me to a party of cannibals and wanted to eat me with other people. I was very angry that he used this excuse to lie to me, so I
Just kill him." The white-haired boy explained the reason to them easily.
These things are not difficult for him.
Of course, the peeled skin was not wasted. Aito gave it to Grenada because the other party liked to make human skin books.
The dismantled bones were ground into powder and used to plant a pot of sunflowers, which were given to Gin.
Because the book said that the powder made from bones is most suitable for planting flowers.
That pot of sunflowers is blooming very well.
Give the other person exactly what he wants to do to him.
This is what his uncle taught him.
If the other party didn't use that reason to lie to him, he wouldn't be angry.
When Papa and the uncle found out, Papa was very satisfied and said to him, "Well done."
So Aito thought that this was something to be proud of.
Because he was praised by his family.
Leorio fell silent.
The winner of the competition on the central platform was also decided in an instant.
The boy with the same white hair dug out his opponent's heart in a blink of an eye.
He looked at the staggering figure trying to take back his heart, and smiled as he crushed the still-beating heart.
The swaying figure suddenly fell to the ground.
"Look, Killua is indeed a professional." Seeing this scene, Aito's tone was expectedly calm.
We are all professionals, so it is normal to be able to do this.
I almost forgot that I once said that I wanted to be a cold author.