Chapter 769 Breaking In
Dream Auction, the largest auction held once a year. The world has changed, but the charm of money will not change. Countless people are rushing to this city with a strange atmosphere.
Before the Dream Auction, there is an internal auction of the gang that only gang members are allowed to participate, which is called the underground auction.
As a bodyguard, Kurapika protects the daughter of the gang leader who has been in the limelight recently. She is a girl who likes strange corpses and has the ability to write a prophetic poem that predicts the future.
The name of the ability is "Angel's Automatic Pen". When it is activated, the angel with the ability to read will automatically move the pen to write a prophetic poem on the paper when holding the pen.
The prophetic poem tells that there will be danger in the underground auction, but it is unknown what the danger is.
Except for the leader, the twelve members of the Phantom Troupe have all arrived and selected an abandoned building in the dilapidated urban area of Uokexin City as their base.
Before the underground auction began, the leader came late and announced the goal of this mobilization. Elegant white, melancholy black, white skin, black coat, the pillar of the Phantom Troupe, the spiritual leader of the Phantom Troupe, a rare outstanding man in the world - Kuroro Luciro.
"Underground auction, snatch all the auction items, kill all the gangsters." Kuroro gave the order in the most concise words.
"Boss, this is to make enemies with the gangs all over the world?"
"My order remains unchanged, kill them all."
"Hahaha——" Showing his sharp canine teeth, the strong man Wo Jin laughed wildly: "I'm already excited, isn't this the best feast?" Destruction is his gene, destruction is his soul, as long as Wo Jin can fight, he has endless energy: "Tomorrow night, I can't wait."
The rest of the members also smiled. Obviously, the more difficult the challenge, the more they can feel the meaning of existence, and everyone is excited.
Kuroro looked at his subordinates expressionlessly. He gave them a goal, and they will complete the rest by themselves.
Before the underground auction, Kurapika also saw the bidding target of his employer this time, which included a pair of eyeballs of his tribe. He could not help but want to kill them. However, the prophecy said that there would be danger in the auction tomorrow, so only the bodyguards went to the auction, which meant that the bodyguards' lives were worthless. Even when they knew there was danger, they still had to serve their employers.
The Phantom Troupe would come, Kurapika clenched his fist, and he would go no matter what the danger was.
"Something fun is going to happen." Duran was also preparing, and it would definitely be exciting.
The first auction was held within the gang, and the contents of the auction included land, companies, corpses, and various shameful stolen goods. This underground auction was held before the Fantasy Auction, and only gang members could participate. The auction items included the eyeballs of the Kuruta tribe.
When Kurapika and his colleagues arrived at the underground auction, they immediately split into two parts, one to enter the auction to bid for the remains of the employer girl, and the other to stay outside to be on guard. Because the prophecy had already said that there was danger, it was the best choice to leave some bodyguards outside to respond and monitor the surroundings.
At the underground auction, the gangsters were all dressed in black. It must be said that the gangsters were really meticulous.
But this was inside the venue. Outside the venue, the subordinates of the ten old men who had already fallen out were watching covetously. The underground auction was a gathering of gangsters, but the atmosphere was very tense now. Members of each gang wanted to shoot each other to death.
There was nothing from Duran at the underground auction, but the gangsters whose atmosphere had been disturbed by Duran didn't care. They were not just for the Dragon Balls. What was important was the face between the gangsters. Now the competition between the ten old men had reached a fever pitch.
This gave the Phantom Troupe an opportunity. They assassinated some employees of the underground auction and, instead, unsurprisingly, sneaked into the underground auction venue. It was simply the easiest infiltration, without any skills.
The gang members were dressed decently and toasted each other, just like a dance party in the upper class. That's right, although the classes are different, this is also a place of fame and fortune. The weak gangs want to know the leaders of the big gangs, and the leaders of the big gangs want to be in the limelight, so the gangs also show their most glorious side in a decent manner, and then sit down in a very orderly manner. Some gangs even show a friendly smile, making people feel that this is just an ordinary auction, not a den of dragons and tigers.
But those who know know that everyone who can come here is a murderer and a butcher.
The auction began, and two emcees of different sizes came on stage. At this time, the gang members did not realize the danger.
The short emcee with long hair stood in front of the microphone and said gloomily: "Let's save the complicated opening clichés and directly announce that you all go to hell."
The tall emcee bent and broke his ten fingers, turning them into gun barrels, and the bullets he chanted shot at the gangsters.
The gangsters hadn't recovered yet, they only felt pain and showed horrified expressions. The unlucky ones were hit in the vitals by the first wave, and the gangsters who were lucky enough not to be killed by the first wave of attacks could not escape the roar of hell.
Nian's bullets penetrated the bodyguards' defenses, "Damn, this guy is from the release system, you guys hurry up." Although they were only contract bodyguards and had not known each other for long, they knew that if they didn't cooperate and sacrifice now, they would all die here. In the end, all of them would die unclearly, so someone had to escape and report the news.
However, outside the gate is not paradise either. The Phantom Troupe is so powerful that how can they let go of low-level mistakes? So someone is waiting at the gate.
Death!
Tonight, the Phantom Troupe announced their return in a high-profile manner and despised gangsters all over the world.
"Hahaha, hahaha..." The bullet was about to kill most of the gangsters, and Duran's arrangement had not yet appeared.
However, when the bullet aimed at Kurapika's colleague and was ready to kill him, Duran's arrangement finally started.
Music, I don't go to hell. The melodious drums were accompanied by the hissing of the trumpet. Several gangsters who had fallen to the ground stood up again. They pulled out axes from their waists. Yes, these were just puppets controlled by Duran. There was no flesh and blood inside, only stereo speakers, so the sound effect was excellent.
Jumping up, those who were not dead or half dead heard the sudden music and saw the blood-stained dancers. Holding a short-handled axe, twisting the waist, taking a dance step, left and right, turning back and forth, shrugging one shoulder, changing shoulders, raising hands...
The dancers holding axes, first one, then a group, a total of six, dancing among corpses is so weird, even the Phantom Troupe has never seen such a situation.
The music continued, the drum beats were dense, the trumpet appeared and disappeared, it was really exciting, and the puppet's dance steps were also great, but combined with the environment, it was really hard to appreciate.
"Damn, are you teasing us?!!" Dadadadadada, the big guy Franklin fired bullets at the puppet frantically.
But the puppet was still dancing, and dodged in the dance movements, avoiding all the bullets.
Then the puppet also attacked, with a flying axe.
A flying axe bit Franklin's abdomen from the right side with an arc, the angle was tricky, but the speed was not fast, the big guy dodged.
"Franklin, these are all puppets of the operation system." The small guy Feitan reminded.