"I... caught a dead person!"

Kurapika stared at Kuroro with a calm face, as if he had accepted the fate of failure and death. The whole person suddenly became extremely angry, and roared excitedly: "What a joke! The Phantom Brigade is the culprit of the Kuluta genocide! They are! How can I die so easily! Then the pain I have endured all these years! What is the hard work to become stronger?"

"Are you a survivor of the Kuluta tribe? Ah! I remember! You have the same beautiful red eyes as they do. Although I am sorry to say that, I am really going to die." Kulolo said in a tone. With a trace of sadness.

Of course, this sadness is not sympathetic to the other party's experience, let alone for oneself, but regrets the demise of the Phantom Brigade he founded by himself.

"Shut up! Tell me! After you slaughtered the Kuluta tribe, where did you hide my tribe's eyes?" Kurapika grabbed the opponent's collar and picked it up.

"Hahahaha! Sorry, I forgot." Kurolo opened his mouth and showed a very bad smile.

The expression seemed both provocative and mocking.

For an avenger 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, and immediately raised his fist and began to beat 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, and even the teeth of his mouth were broken alive, and red blood was constantly spraying out of his mouth and nose.

I don't know why, but his laughter has never stopped for a moment, but it has become louder and louder and more crazy.

In the end, it was Kurapika who was the first to be able to support it, stopped actively and asked with a slightly trembling voice: "Why! Why can you scumbags kill innocent people without feeling without feeling guilty? Don’t you have the slightest bit of pity and compassion as human beings?"

"Pity and sympathy? What is that?" Kulolo spit blood and asked with a smile."We never fear and reject anything, but don't want to take a single cent from us. This is the creed pursued by the Mirage Brigade and even the entire Meteor Street! For us, death is as common as breathing. Things. Tell me, do you have any unnecessary feelings for the air you breathe on weekdays?"

"Asshole! Go to hell!"

Kurapika's string of reason was finally completely broken, and the whole person was completely transformed into an avenger, and he directly slammed Kulolo's head with his fist wrapped in Nian.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the sound of cracking skulls, the head of the Phantom Brigade exploded in an instant, and a large amount of blood and brain plasma was suddenly splashed everywhere.

About a second or two later, the headless body fell to the ground with a plop.

So far, the last member of the Mirage Brigade, the spider's brain finally ended his sinful life.

Feeling the strong smell of blood remaining in the air, Kurapika wiped the blood stains on his face, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then raised his head and asked: "The rest of the brigade members should have been killed by you. ,Right?"

"Well! Excluding the undercover of Hisuo, the remaining twelve members of the Phantom Brigade have all died, and no one slipped through the net." Allen gave an affirmative reply without thinking.

"In other words, the Phantom Brigade no longer exists. And my remaining goal is to retrieve the lost eyes of the people..."

When saying these words, Kurapika showed a mixed emotion of confusion, emptiness and sadness.

From those fiery red eyes that have not faded, it is not difficult to see that he is still a little bit unable to accept that the Phantom Brigade, which he has always regarded as the ultimate revenge target, is easily eliminated.

"No! You are wrong! It is only the band of thieves headed by Kurolo, not the Phantom Brigade." Allen corrected meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

Kurapika was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand what the self-contradictory sentence meant.

"It's very simple! Do you think the Phantom Brigade is just a gang of thieves that are simply wanton and reckless? Remember what they did! Whether it's slaughtering the cave Luta tribe, or fighting the gang to kill ten old men, is it just just For wealth, notoriety, or to enjoy the thrill of killing and destruction?" Allen hinted calmly.

To be precise, after hearing several brigade members repeatedly mentioned that "The Phantom Brigade will not disappear, it will only be reborn in another form", he suddenly realized that these guys did not seem to be superficial. It looks so simple.

In particular, every assembly and action of the entire staff is often very purposeful, as if they have previously accepted certain tasks or commissions from a higher level.

This also means that the Mirage Brigade is likely to do some dirty work for the country, the government, and even V5. At the same time, it uses the looted wealth to maintain the fragile social structure of Meteor Street and purchase large quantities of transportation necessary for human survival. Indispensable resources, such as food, medicine, protective clothing, etc.

So even if Kulolo and his team members are all dead, the manipulators hiding behind will soon form a new Phantom Brigade.

Kurapika is not a fool.

On the contrary, he is very smart and very good at rational analysis. After a short silence, he realized the complicated situation that may be involved, and quickly responded: "Thank you for the information, I will continue to investigate along this line. Go on. No matter who the murderer is, I will make him pay for it."

"You're welcome! If you need help, you can call me at any time. You know I have always been interested in hunting targets."

After all, Allen surrendered his gaze to Hisso, who stood motionless for a long time, and asked with a smile, "Do you need some treatment? Although the arm that has been blown to pieces must not be able to get it back."

"No need! As long as this small injury stops the bleeding, you will soon be healed." Hisuo glanced at the disappeared right arm, his tone of voice was intensely unwilling and desperate.

Regrettably, no one else can be blamed at all. He was completely clever, and as a result he shot himself in the foot.

"In that case, let's stop here. By the way, there is a rare card in the game of Greedy Island called "Aura of Archangel", which can instantly recover all the injuries on a person's body, even the regeneration of a severed limb. Maybe you can try to find it and let your lost arm grow back. Oh, yes, Xiaojie and Qi Ya seem to be investigating news related to this game, maybe you will meet them inside."

Ailu gave a heavy news before leaving.

As for whether to go in the end, it depends on Hiso's own choice.

Anyway, he didn't think that with the level of the bomb demon trio, he could match this magician who exuded amazing murderous aura.

"Island of Greed? Xiaojie and Qiya? It sounds interesting..."

He touched his chin with a playful expression, and soon followed him to leave the gang building.

With his disappearance, the original noisy night finally calmed down, and the underground auction on the lower level gradually reached its climax under the auspices of Marcus.

PS: I am very grateful for the collection and recommendation of the new book.