Hunter x Hunter: The Zoldyck Family's Legendary Item Master

"Of course we're going to Kukuroo Mountain! That kid's being naughty, of course we're going to tell his parents! Hehehe!"

Netero flicked his wide robe sleeves and walked out of the hall, laughing loudly.

Bean-faced Man: "."

She gave him a resentful look. "Wait for me, President."

Swinging its two short legs, it quickly caught up.

"Buzz~" On the journey of life, some people go left, and some people go right.

With their backs to the direction Netero and the Bean Man had gone, a spaceship heading towards Meteor City slowly rose up.

Sean led Zipon Nyen Salasa to a luxurious private room, guided by a flight attendant.

As soon as the door opened, an air of luxury rushed out, almost blinding Salazar.

"Yay~" The little girl seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness before. She raised her little arms and excitedly pounced on the soft sofa, rolling around in it.

Ziponian put down his luggage and looked at her with a smile, when suddenly Sean asked, "This room must be expensive."

Zi Po Nian nodded: "I think Wu Tong didn't want the young master to suffer any injustice on his long trip, so she booked this first-class cabin."

"You're taking from others' pockets to spend your own, huh?" Sean laughed heartily. "If you do this, I'm afraid Wutong will cry herself to sleep when she finds out."

“No, he won’t.” Ziponian adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose. “If he dares to object, I’ll beat him until he can’t cry anymore.”

Niu B Sean gave Zi Po Nian a thumbs up, his smile vanished, and he suddenly said, "Nice glasses."

Ziponian's expression changed, and he opened his mouth as if to explain something, but was interrupted by Sean: "Old man, if you want to see, then see."

"As long as he's not teaching me how to do things, I don't care."

"Jeg, look at this brat, is he even speaking human language?" In a small wooden house on the back mountain of Kukuru Mountain.

Mah ripped off the "surveillance glasses" he was wearing and cursed, "Does he think I want to see this? That bastard forced them on me!"

"Grandpa told me to bring this, okay?" With his white hair swaying wildly, Geno curled his lip and served at the table. How could he look like a super assassin whose name alone could terrify people? He was clearly a lowly waiter.

"Alright, Father, stop scolding Zeno. The child is already simple-minded; if you keep scolding him, he'll only become more so." Jag tapped the table. "Son, pour some tea."

Geno: "."

As he poured tea, he looked around, bewildered. He wondered why Silva wasn't here.

If he were in charge, how could that bastard have fallen to the level of being him?

"Young master, have some tea."

Inside the luxurious cabin of the airship.

Zipon brewed two cups of fine black tea, offering one to Sean and the other to Salazar.

After the little girl's excitement subsided, she ate a cookie and drank some black tea before remembering, "That old geezer's body is so hard."

"I used all my Soft Fist, Eight Trigrams, and Sixty-Four Palms techniques, but I still couldn't break him. Is his body made of iron?"

Is that Bagua Sixty-Four Palms? More like a wild, unorthodox style of fighting.

Sean stood by the window, picked up his red tea, took a sip, and silently asked the "sage" whether he had "identified" Netero's attributes.

As Sean expected, like Mah, Netero far surpassed him in all three major categories of strength, energy, and speed, except for age.

Therefore, "He is the strongest human being, the only man who could fight the old man and escape unscathed."

Sean couldn't help but sigh. When his words reached Salazar's ears, the little girl was completely confused.

"Is that old geezer really that powerful?" Salazar stared at Sean with her innocent, wide eyes, full of curiosity.

Sean gave a cold laugh and said mockingly, "He's not that great."

"It's just that it's number one in all of humanity."

"And you, Salazar, are so powerful that no one in all of humanity dares to fight back."

"That's why you're so amazing."

Salasa: "."

My little brain went blank with a "buzz."

Ziponian glanced at her amusedly, then cut a piece of watermelon and handed it to Sean.

Sean crunched away, finishing the melon rind, and casually tossed it into the trash can.

He then spread his hands and glanced sideways out the window.

After flying for almost a night, the outline of Meteor City could already be seen in the distance.

"I wonder if the young spiders are asleep yet."

"Teacher, I'd really like to see your rehearsed musical 'Ninja in the Pot'!"

Chapter 43 First Encounter with the Spider X The Exclusive Brigade

Meteor Street, Church.

In this chaotic place littered with garbage, the church with its white walls, golden tiles, and a huge cross atop it undoubtedly became a sanctuary for many children.

In the original work, Kuroro, together with Sheila and Knottan, led the young spiders in the "Cleaning Squad," bringing much joy to these children who were abandoned at birth.

But today, a light rain began to fall, and under the overcast sky, the church lost its usual cheerful atmosphere, replaced by a somber and gloomy ambiance.

With a loud "hum," a booming sound—

A dilapidated, no-name motorcycle drove into the hall through the heavy rain.

Phinks leaped down with Kuroro in his arms.

A group of spiders gathered around, but when they didn't see Sarasa, they all showed expressions of disappointment.

"Damn it!" Uvogin said with a grim face, slamming his fist into the pillar supporting the church. The outer layer cracked, leaving a thick fist mark on the pillar.

"Now you're in a hurry? Why didn't you go with her back then?" Nobunaga, with his long hair flowing down his back and his hands tucked into his sleeves, glanced at Uvogin.

The teenage Uvogin, already resembling a bear, was enraged by these words. He grabbed Nobunaga by the collar and roared, "Do you know what you're saying, you old man!"

"Who the hell is an old man?!" Nobunaga raised his triangular eyes and glared back without fear: "I'm only a year older than you!"

"Being a year older is still being older!" The former playmates glared at each other, almost starting a fight. Kuroro, who had been silent, frowned and suddenly erupted!

"Enough! We can't be sure she's dead until we see Salazar's body."

“I agree with Kuroro.” Pakunoda, still a large loli, wrinkled her high nose slightly and glanced coldly at Uvogin and Nobunaga: “Even if you fight your brains out right now, it won’t help. You might as well think of another way to find her.”

"Hmph~" Uvogin released Nobunaga, and the two of them turned their faces away at the same time.

"Although...the people who disappeared from here either died or simply vanished," the knight added, fiddling with a worn-out digital watch he'd picked up from who-knows-where.

All the spiders, including Kuroro, felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Where is this place? Meteor City! What's the cheapest thing here? Human life!

“I heard from the priest that a group of human traffickers of unknown origin have recently entered Meteor City, so…” “Big Brother” Franklin looked around and said in a deep voice, “I think we might be able to start with this group of human traffickers.”

Human traffickers—they're all armed with real weapons.

“I just wanted to do some voice acting for ‘Ninja Tune,’ I didn’t mean to risk my life.” Machi jumped off the table. “If it’s one of those guys, sorry, I’m giving up on finding Salazar.”

"You bad woman! I knew you'd talk about me behind my back!"

"Bang!" The church door was kicked open from the outside in. Salazar clenched her little fists and charged aggressively at Machi.

Kuroro, Feitan, Phinks, Pakunotan, and the other young spiders were taken aback.

Then the Salazar man pressed his forehead against Machi's, glaring fiercely at her, and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Machi, I'm still alive."

"Sarasa! It really is you! Hahaha!" A deafening burst of maniacal laughter erupted.

Uvogin reacted instantly, appearing beside Salazar in a flash and lifting her up.

"Wojin, let me go, you've messed up my hair."

"Um, everyone, I'm back!"

Tsk~ With the orange-clad warriors back, can "The Cleaning Squad" continue?

No, it seems to have turned into "Ninja Tune" now. Sean, with his hands in his pockets, followed by Zipo, walked into the church.

The atmosphere inside the church clearly brightened with the arrival of Sarassa.

Salazar was surrounded by a group of spiders, laughing and crying at the same time. Her tense nerves relaxed, and she couldn't hold back anymore.

Unfortunately, the joy of reunion did not last long. A discordant voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Hey~ Aren't you guys getting a little too excited?" Feitan crossed his arms, leaned against a pillar, and looked at Sean and Zipon with a sinister gaze.

The joy and merriment subsided, and the spiders, now scattered into several groups, all looked over, noticing Sean and Ziponian, their gazes filled with hostility.

“Outsiders are not welcome here!” Finks said with a cold laugh, swinging his arms.

Excluding Franklin and Uvogin, he's probably the largest of these spiders. But where's your Arabian headscarf, buddy?

"I'm not used to seeing you looking like this, all wretched." Sean, hands in his pockets, ignored Finks and yelled at Salazar, "Little sister, now that you've seen the person and gone 'home,' can we get started?"

The hooks are in place, and the "big fish" are still waiting underwater!

"What start?" Uvogin clasped his fists together and chuckled, "Sarasa, those two are the human traffickers who kidnapped you, aren't they?"

"Idiot!" Nobunaga glared at him, then stood beside Uvogin with his sword on his shoulder, subtly shielding Salazar behind him. "Human traffickers won't kindly return hostages. However, Phinks is right, this is Meteor City. I advise you two to go back where you came from."

"No, everyone, listen to me! They're good people. They're the ones who saved me!" Salazar panicked, realizing something was wrong.

Swinging its two short legs, it stood between Sean and the group of spiders.

Paknotan glanced at her but didn't say anything. Machi played with her hair, pretending not to see.

The temperature inside the church plummeted to freezing in an instant.

Kuroro, who had decided on the group's name, stayed behind the others and observed everything.

After a while, he stood up, took two steps forward, reached out and brought Sarasara back, and looked at Sean and Ziponian with clear eyes, saying, "Thank you both for bringing Sarasara back. In return, on behalf of the group, I can pretend I didn't see it."

"So, you can leave now."

[Belonging]? He rose to power because of the Phantom Troupe, and he died because of the Phantom Troupe. Indeed, you, Chrollo, are the soul of the Phantom Troupe.