Most of the websites dedicated to professional hunters serve to obtain information, but there are also sections where wanted orders are posted.

Moyu operated the mouse and clicked on the bounty bulletin board filled with wanted posters.

The computer screen then moved forward, enlarging the bulletin board full of wanted posters, and you could vaguely see the portrait, name, reward amount, and life and death information on each wanted poster.

Moyu immediately clicked on a wanted notice posted on the reward notice board, and soon saw the three old acquaintances from the "Erimo Thief Group".

Some time has passed, and the three corpses must have been rotting and smelly in the unknown ruins.

However, the outside world does not know about this, so the wanted warrants for the three criminals Lane, Baibo, and Mantis still remain.

"The Elimo Thieves Group..."

Moyo reflected the picture on the computer screen in his eyes, and said to himself: "The scale is quite large, but the evaluation of the harm is not as good as the Phantom Troupe."

There is a hazard evaluation mechanism on the bounty bulletin board.

In this regard, the Phantom Troupe ranks among the best.

Moyu clicked on the detailed page of the hazard assessment, but a page popped up directly listing all the criminal actions of the Phantom Troupe.

The entire page was filled with densely packed text that was dyed crimson blood.

Moyu glanced briefly and frowned slowly.

Among these major criminal actions, there is no obvious directional pattern.

It seems that the Phantom Troupe just acts as they please. For example, one day they may target a jewelry exhibition being held, and tomorrow they suddenly want to attack a large exhibition hall that contains various human organs.

There are numerous criminal activities with no rules at all, covering an extremely wide range of hobbies and needs...

But to Moyu, it didn't feel like he was pursuing some kind of benefit or satisfying his own hobbies, but more like a pure terrorist action...

It seems to be deliberately announcing something to the society: we are dangerous people, don't provoke us, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

Moyu looked at the list of criminal actions on this page with a thoughtful look on his face.

Suddenly, he thought of the genocide of the Kuluta tribe.

It is impossible to determine whether the incident has ended or has not yet begun.

"Check it out."

Moyu turned to another web page and searched for information related to the Kuluta tribe, but naturally there was no result.

So he returned to the hunter-specific website and spent an information fee to enable the one-click information collection function.

However, after some searching, there was still no news about the Kuluta clan. Instead, a lot of purchase information related to "Fiery Eyes" popped up.

"It seems we can't find it."

Moyu raised his hand to hold his cheek, vaguely remembering that the original work mentioned that the Kuluta tribe had always been missing, and no one knew the whereabouts of this ethnic minority.

But I didn't expect that even the information websites dedicated to professional hunters knew nothing about it, and they didn't even have channels to purchase information at high prices.

Although no information related to the whereabouts of the Kuluta tribe could be found, this also shows that the genocide of the Kuluta tribe has not yet begun.

If we can find the retreat of the Kuluta tribe before the Phantom Troupe, we may be able to set up a trap in advance waiting for the Phantom Troupe to come.

However, there is not even a single clue about the Kuluta tribe in the intelligence market. In this situation, no matter how much money you have, you cannot spend it.

And with his ability alone, how could he possibly find the location of the Kuluta clan.

Moyu shook his head slightly, clicked the mouse to close the information webpage, and immediately logged back into the bulletin board with information on many wanted criminals.

As a dedicated and qualified bounty hunter, is it reasonable to bother remembering the appearance and information of each criminal?

Moyu plans to do this now.

In the following time, he planned to stay on the computer like this and memorize all the criminals' information.

Even if it was just an insignificant low-level criminal, he would take the trouble to remember it.

This is all to ensure that criminals will not be regarded as ordinary strangers when they are "lucky" to pass by them in the future.

Anyway, as long as you encounter them, just kill them.

Moyu was memorizing information about the criminals, but Shubao felt bored, so he changed back to his original shape and played rock-paper-scissors by himself.

After playing for a while, Mousebao got a little tired and turned his attention to the TV in the living room of the suite.

It glanced at the dark screen of the TV. After hesitating for a moment, it still jumped to the TV, then found the remote control and pressed it randomly.

With a click, the TV was turned on.

Shubao raised his head like a conditioned reflex and looked at the TV, which was gradually lighting up.

Under its gaze, a picture appeared on the TV screen, but it was playing a cartoon called "Peppa Pig".

Looking at the pink pig in the picture, the rat baby seemed to have suddenly seen something new and strange, and the eyes that already occupied half of the rat's face suddenly opened wider.

"Chi, chi!"

It sat down on the ground, its mouse face slightly raised, and watched the cartoon attentively.

at the same time.

Dry Slaughter Mountain.

The sky was gloomy and cloudy, and the forest as far as the eye could see was filled with a dark and deep atmosphere.

On the top of the extinct volcano surrounded by this forest, stands the mansion of the Kaudike family.

Inside the mansion, there is a room filled with thick pipes and various strange objects.

Sheba, who beat up the enemy family, is Killua's father, sitting cross-legged on a cushion with a chair back.

His long silver hair was scattered in front of his shoulders. Under the dim light, his wolf-like eyes still contained a sharp edge even in the silence.

"Phantom Troupe..."

Xiba lowered his head slightly and looked at the commission information on his phone.

It doesn't matter who the specific target is, the reward is very considerable and it is worth taking on this business.

Crunch——

There was a sound of a door opening in the dark room.

Siba put down her phone and looked towards the direction where the sound of the door opening came from.

Under his gaze, a tall figure wearing a long black dress, a bandage on his face, and an electronic eye device came out of the shadows. It was his wife Ji Qiu.

"Did you send it over?"

Xiba looked at Ji Qiu and asked.

Ji Qiu shook his head and said: "I sent it to you, but after I knocked on the door, my great-grandfather never responded, so I put the things at the door."

Great-grandfather, Maha Pedike, the eldest member of the Peck family, was an old monster who could win or lose with Nitro.

Hearing Ji Qiu's words, Xiba subconsciously glanced at the time.

At this point in time...

It seemed that it was the broadcast time of the cartoon called Peppa Pig that my great-grandfather liked to watch, so he ignored Ji Qiu's knock on the door?

Anyway, as long as the things are delivered, that will be enough.

Shiba didn't think much and asked about Killua's situation.

"Is Killua back?"

"came back."

Mentioning Killua, Ji Qiu showed a doting smile and said softly: "This assassination commission seems to be more difficult. Killua seems to have no energy, so I let him rest first."

"Aren't you feeling energetic..."

Xiba seemed to be aware of it, then picked up the phone and looked at the commission content.

In addition to a small amount of information and a considerable amount of compensation, there is also a photo.

The owner of this photo is Rice Edwin, member No. 8 of the Phantom Troupe.

In a hotel suite.

Menqi walked out of the kitchen and immediately saw Shu Bao sitting on the floor watching cartoons intently.

"It's time to eat, Shubao."

She glanced at Shu Bao's round body with a slightly weird look in her eyes, wondering if this little thing could understand cartoons?

Shubao didn't seem to hear Menqi's greeting, and was still staring at the TV, forgetting everything.

When Men Qi saw this, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She walked over, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV without ceremony.

snap——

The TV screen suddenly went black.

Shubao was stunned for a moment.

"Jiji!"
To be continued...