Chapter 83 "The Zoldyck Family"

Wutong brought German, who was unfamiliar with the route, to the majestic gate of the Zoldyck family's mansion and bowed respectfully to Illumi who was standing at the door to greet him.

"Master Irmi, I brought Mr. German here." Wutong put one hand on his lower abdomen and the other hand on the seam of his trousers, bending over slightly.

Ilmi nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Okay. Go do your thing."

"Yes, Master."

Wutong bowed again, then turned and left, soon disappearing around the corner of the cobblestone path.

"My father and mother want to see you." Ilmi led Germain into the mansion and said, "They seem to be interested in you."

"Why?" German followed slowly behind him.

"Who knows?" Ilmi shrugged. "Maybe it was Hisoka's 'marriage proposal'? After all, he puts you and me on the same level as his targets to hunt."

They entered a small door and walked into a dark, narrow passage. It looked a bit like the transportation passage of an air-raid shelter, but the atmosphere was more like a cold underground crypt.

After walking a distance forward, German saw a fat man with squinty eyes striding towards him.

"Big brother." The fat man's tone was very impolite, but it was obvious that he had tried to be as humble as possible. "Can you lend me a few billion yuan first?"

Ilmi shook his head decisively: "No."

"Tsk. Stingy." The fat man snorted, looking at the stranger German in confusion, and then walked quickly past them.

"Okay, okay, I'll earn it myself." The fat man walked away cursing.

"That's my younger brother Mi Ji, the second oldest, a fat otaku." Ilmi continued walking forward, "By the way, I'm the oldest."

"I know." Germann replied, "But as the eldest son of the No. 1 assassin family, wouldn't it be bad for you to tell outsiders about your family members' information?"

"No." Ilmi turned around and said as if it was a matter of course, "We have never hidden any information at all."

"You can always find out about us by spending a little more money or using special means on the 'Hunter's Special Website' or some other channel," Ilmi added.

This is probably the natural confidence of their number one killer family.

Ilmi took German into a cold and dark space like a basement.

On the lounge chair at the end, a man was lying on his back, talking to a woman and a child next to him. They looked like an ordinary family of three.

A man and a woman are arguing.

"Killua has been at his most critical time these past few years. How can we let him leave here and go out to play? What if he becomes distracted? What if he goes astray?"

Wearing a white wide-brimmed hat, a black pleated skirt and holding a folding fan in her hand, Ji Qiu's eyes were replaced by a machine similar to VR glasses, and a red dot representing her eyeballs was shaking angrily.

Shiba lay on his side on the soft pillow, his long silver hair falling down, looking even paler in the dim light. He opened his eyes slightly, first glanced at Germain, and then turned to his wife.

"So what if we just let him go outside? Wasn't he thrown into the Sky Arena to live alone a few years ago?" Shiba said calmly.

"How can they be the same!" Ji Qiu opened his folding fan and fanned his sweaty neck, his momentum still fierce.

"You know that Zibonian is always nearby. We can monitor Killua's every move through her monocle!"

"And this time, you actually plan to let him go out alone! I will never agree to such a thing!"

Ziponian is an old butler who reports directly to Shiba and is quite reliable.

Shiba sighed softly, as if he didn't want to discuss this topic with his wife anymore.

At this time, Curt, the youngest and fifth son who had remained quiet, walked towards his parents at the right time.

He tugged at the hem of Ji Qiu's skirt and said in a flat voice, "Father, Mother, the guests are here."

Kurt is petite, wearing a dark purple kimono, with a mole at the corner of his mouth. He is dressed like a little girl and looks well-behaved at this moment.

"Yeah." Ilmi also said, "I brought Germain here." Shiba and Kiju of course knew that the guests had arrived.

However, they all went with the flow and pretended that they only noticed this after being reminded by Ilmi and Kurt, which naturally dispelled the atmosphere of their previous argument.

"You are Germain, one of Ilmi's collaborators this time, right?" Shiba slowly got up from the recliner and stood up slowly. His tall body allowed him to look down at Germain.

Shiba's eyes were sharp, like a cold wind soaking through Germain's black hunter robe.

"Yes." German answered, not overwhelmed by Shiba's oncoming momentum.

Kurt blinked and looked up and down at German curiously. By observing his demeanor in front of his father, he could tell that he was definitely not a weak person.

"You were ranked over 100 in the world killer rankings before, right?" Shiba said with a smile, "After killing the Yin Beast, you ranked over 70."

"I'm not sure," German answered truthfully. "I don't pay much attention to the rankings."

The corners of Silva's mouth curled up slightly: "Illumi said that Finks, one of the members of the Phantom Troupe, died at your hands. In this case, your ranking should be improved, right?"

He once killed the member of the 8th Troupe before Germann, so he knew how troublesome the members of the Phantom Troupe were.

Unless someone can offer him a satisfactory price, he doesn't want to touch the Phantom Troupe again.

Therefore, he was quite interested in German, who could kill Finks.

"We managed to separate them," Germain replied calmly. "I fought Finks one on one, and used some intelligence to trap him."

"I see." Silva had actually heard Illumi say this before, "Although the Phantom Troupe is very strong individually, the most troublesome thing is when they gather together."

"After all, spiders must have a brain to make decisions and legs to walk. You are doing the right thing by dealing with them separately."

At this time, Ji Qiu, who was standing next to him, shook the folding fan he had opened and put it away, and asked arrogantly, "German, I heard that you are from Meteor Street, right?"

"Yes," Germain replied.

"Is that place still the same?" Ji Qiu, who also came from Meteor Street, looked impatient but still asked in a rhythmic tone.

Until now, Germain has never returned to Meteor Street.

He recalled his original memory and said, "It's still the same. Garbage is piled up like a mountain. The people searching for garbage wear protective clothing, and the others live in the living area."

"Is the cathedral still there?" Guiqiu asked again.

"Still."

Ji Qiu snorted coldly and said, "I guess so. If it were me, I would build churches on all sides of Meteor Street. The more the better. After all, only God can save that damn place."

Although she was born in Meteor Street, she doesn't have much affection for the place.

Silva and Kijo chatted with Germain for a while before ending the conversation. They did not mention Hisoka or anyone else, as if they were really inviting guests over to greet them.

But after Germain was led away by Ilmi, Kijo turned to look at Silva and said, "He is indeed from Meteor Street. Many details match."

"It seems that what Illumi said is true." Silva stroked his chin, "There is actually a split and rebellion within the Phantom Troupe. I thought they were like a bunch of chewing gum stuck together."

He looked at Kurt again and asked his youngest son: "What did you observe just now?"

"German was very calm." Kurt thought for a while and said, "When I 'accidentally' saw my father and mother arguing, I didn't see much change in his expression, and even his 'qi' didn't change."

"It's as if he knew that after seeing what was going on inside our family, we would never do anything to him."

"It's weird. We are the No. 1 killer family, why is he not afraid of us at all?"

"This is his confident judgment." Silva's smile faded slightly, "I have a feeling that the Phantom Troupe will probably fall to him and that man called Hisoka."

(End of this chapter)

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