Chapter 83: The Zoldyck Family

Chapter 83 "The Zoldyck Family"

Wutong brought Germain, who was not familiar with the route, to the majestic gate of the Zoldyck family mansion, and bowed respectfully to Ilmi who was standing at the door to greet him.

"Master Ilmi, I brought Mr. Germain here." Wutong put one hand on his lower abdomen and one hand on the seam of his trousers, bending slightly.

Ilmi nodded, waved, and said, "Well. Go do your thing."

"Yes, Master."

Wutong bowed again, then turned and left, and soon disappeared at 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?" Germain followed slowly behind him.

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

They entered a small door and walked in a dark, narrow passage. The appearance of this place is a bit like the transportation passage of an air-raid shelter, but the atmosphere is more like a cold underground tomb.

After walking a distance, German saw a squinting fat man striding over.

"Brother." The fat man's tone was very impolite, but it can be seen that he has tried to be humble as much as possible, "Can you lend me a few billion ringgits first?"

Ilmi shook his head bluntly: "No."

"Tsk. Stingy." The fat man snorted with an expression that it was just as expected, and looked at the stranger German in confusion, and then walked past them quickly.

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

"That's my younger brother, Miji, the second oldest, and a fat otaku." Ilmi continued to walk forward, "By the way, I'm the oldest."

"I know." Germann replied, "But as the eldest son of the first killer family, wouldn't it be bad if you told outsiders about the information of your family members?"

"No." Ilmi turned back and showed a matter-of-fact expression, "We have never hidden any information at all."

"You can always find out about us by spending more money or using special means on the "Hunter Special Website" or other channels." Ilmi added.

This is probably the natural confidence of their first killer family.

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

And on the recliner at the end, a man was lying on his side, talking to a woman and a child next to him, looking like an ordinary family of three.

The man and the woman were arguing.

"Killa has been at the most critical time in recent years, how can we let him leave here and go out to play? What if he is careless? What if he goes astray? "

Kiju, wearing a white wide-brimmed hat, a black pleated skirt, and holding a folding fan in his hand, has his eyes replaced by a machine similar to VR glasses, and a red dot representing his eyeballs is shaking angrily.

Silva 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.

"What if he just goes outside? Wasn't he thrown into the Sky Arena to live alone a few years ago?" Silva said calmly.

"How can it be the same!" Kiju shook out the folding fan and fanned his sweaty neck, still with a fierce momentum.

"You know that Zibonian has been nearby, and we can monitor Killua's every move through her monocular glasses!"

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

Zipanian is the old butler directly under Shiba, and he 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 fifth son who had been keeping quiet, walked towards his parents at the right time.

He tugged at the hem of Kiju's skirt and said in a flat voice: "Father, mother, the guests are here."

Curt was petite, wearing a dark purple kimono, with a mole at the corner of her mouth, and was dressed like a little girl, looking well-behaved at this time.

"Yeah." Ilmi also said, "I brought Germain."

Shiba and Kiju knew that the guests had arrived.

But they both pretended to notice this only after Ilmi and Curt reminded them, and naturally eliminated the atmosphere of their argument just now.

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

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

"Yes." Germain answered, not overwhelmed by Silva's oncoming momentum.

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

"You should have ranked more than 100 in the world killer rankings before, right?" Silva smiled and said, "After killing the 'Yin Beast', you came to more than 70."

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

The corner of Xiba's mouth curled up slightly: "Elmi said that Finks, one of the members of the Phantom Troupe, died in your hands. As a result, your ranking should be improved again, right?"

He once killed members of Germain's former No. 8 Brigade. In this regard, he knew very well how troublesome the members of the Phantom Troupe were.

Unless someone can offer him a price that satisfies him, he doesn't want to touch the Phantom Troupe anymore.

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

"We managed to separate them." Germain replied calmly. "I was one-on-one with Finks and used some intelligence to make him fall into a trap."

"I see." Xiba had actually heard Ilmi say it once before, "Although the Phantom Troupe is very strong individually, the most troublesome thing is when they gather together."

"After all, spiders must have brains to judge and legs to walk. It's the right thing for you to deal with them separately."

At this time, Ji Qiu next to him shook the unfolded folding fan again, put it away, and asked somewhat arrogantly: "Germain, I heard that you are from Meteor Street, right?"

"Yes," German replied.

"Is that place still the same as before?" Ji Qiu, who also came from Meteor Street, looked very impatient, but still asked in an upbeat tone.

Germain has never been back to Meteor Street until now.

He recalled his original memory and said: "It's still the same. Trash piled up in mountains. Those who searched for trash wore protective clothing, and other people lived in the living area."

"Is the cathedral still there?" Ji Qiu 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 it.

Xiba and Ji Qiu chatted with Germain for a while before ending the conversation. They did not mention Hisoka or anyone else, as if they really invited guests to come and chat.

But after Germain was led away by Yi Mi, Ji Qiu turned to look at Siba and said, "He is indeed from Meteor Street, and many details match up."

"It seems that what Ilmi said is true." Sheba stroked her chin. "There is actually a split and rebellion within the Phantom Troupe. I thought they were like chewing gum stuck together."

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

"Germain is very calm." Kurt thought for a while and said, "When I saw my father and mother arguing in an 'accident', I didn't see much fluctuation in his expression, and even his "anger" didn't change. "

"It's as if he knows that after seeing the internal situation of our family, we will never attack him."

"It's strange. We are the number one killer family. Why is he not afraid of us at all?"

"This is his confident judgment." Xiba's smile faded slightly, "I have a hunch that the Phantom Troupe will probably fall on him and the man named Hisoka."