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

"You cunning villain! Enough with your petty tricks!"

“You have big breasts, you’re right.” After all, he was a Nen user who had broken through the limits. Before Manda could unleash her [Train] and forcefully sever the Shadow Rope, Sean proactively withdrew his “Shadow Imitation Technique” and kicked Manda in the chest!

The "localized multiplication" of the giant foot was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even though Manda managed to protect her chest with the temporarily mobilized [Strength], she was still kicked away and flew out in mid-air. Her shape changed from "C" to "U" in the air, as if she had deflated.

"I misjudged it, it's a fake," Sean muttered. No wonder it didn't feel right. He was just thinking about it...

A gust of wind swept towards the top of his head!

"You're dead, brat! Manda's breasts cost a whopping 100 million nitrogen!" Seizing the moment when Sean pulled his foot back, Eugene swung his axe down!

The axe handle and blade are wrapped in fierce "qi," which is the advanced application of the [Entangle] skill—[Zhou]!

The six-pointed star in the right eye of the "Enhancement" type flashed, instantly collecting the type and attribute of Eugene and Manda. Sean smiled coldly and commented without hesitation, "Judging from this power, it is indeed much stronger than that fake healer of the Emission type."

Eugene was taken aback, not expecting that Sean could determine his and Manda's affiliation with just the naked eye. He couldn't help but quicken his movements even more!

Unfortunately, a crimson hue surged into Sean's left eye. The captivating magatama slowly rotated, easily discerning all of Eugene's attack trajectories.

Sean, with his hands in his pockets, did nothing but slightly shift his body and easily dodged Eugene's axe!

"Crack!" The hand axe missed its target and struck the garbage mountain behind Sean, splitting the nearly ten-meter-high pile in two and carving out a long trench!

Uvogin and Phinks were startled, cursing under their breath, "What the hell kind of monsters are these?!"

"Sean too. And that guy too, even though one of his shoulders was ruined, he could still swing that axe like a whirlwind!"

"Could this be the 'Nen user' that Machi and Chrollo mentioned?"

The elder brother, Franklin, remained silent. He frowned, then suddenly said, "That woman has disappeared."

The little ones stared wide-eyed, searching everywhere. Apart from Eugene, who was frantically hacking at Sean, they indeed couldn't find Manda on the battlefield.

"Did she run away secretly?"

"True. If it were a freak like Sean, I'd run too."

"No~" In the small cabin on the back mountain, Netero glanced at the corner of the screen. The woman whose chest had almost been kicked off was quietly hiding behind a pile of garbage. While concealing her aura, she held her breath. "It seems she plans to use [Absolute] to shield Sean's senses and launch a sneak attack from behind him."

Jag took a sip of coffee and chuckled, "These two work together quite well. One is a close-range power attacker, the other a ranged attacker. It's clear that the Ai Yi Yi family has some skill in training their subordinates."

"Heh~ trash is trash." Maha rolled over and said disdainfully, "What's with all this talk about being amazing? It's all nonsense in front of the wind!"

"That's the abnormality of nature."

Netero and Jag nodded in agreement. The latter glanced at Manda and shook his head: "I bet this girl will never imagine that [Absolute] is completely dispensable to some people."

As if to verify what those old men had said, a breeze blew by. Sean, who had noticed Manda's disappearance long ago, smirked and thought, "Found you!"

He dodged Eugene's axe again, looking at him mockingly and saying, "Aren't you tired of trying to lure me over there?"

"Why don't you just point out a place, and I'll go there myself?"

Blood had already stained half of Eugene's shoulder. Eugene sheathed his axe, looked at Sean as if he were a dead man, and coldly laughed, "We've reached our destination. This is your grave!"

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out!

A bullet, traveling at ten times the speed of sound, struck Sean's body instantly!

It pierced through his heart, leaving a horrifying hole in the spot!

“‘Pressure Pump’—that’s Manda’s Nen ability. She can apply pressure to the bullet inside the chamber, causing it to be fired at ten times the speed of sound in an instant. And that’s what caused your death.” Putting down the hand axe, Eugene pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a leisurely drag, and slowly exhaled. “It’s over. ‘Shadow’. ‘Multiply’? This kid’s Nen ability is really troublesome.”

“Indeed, it’s over.” Suddenly, a voice entered Eugene’s ears.

The man flicked the cigarette in his hand, and his vision blurred. Then he felt an emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something important.

The enemy, the boy who had been shot through the heart by Manda, looked at him indifferently, revealing a pitiful expression.

"Pity? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What the hell? I was watching my step the whole time, why was it me who got shot, not you?!"

"Thump!" Eugene's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. In his dying moments, he noticed the boy's crimson eyes—the aura of blood, a cunning masterpiece, and the very source of illusion. "So that's it. I fell for this guy's illusion." Drowsiness washed over him like a tide. Before his last breath, Eugene vaguely saw Manda holster her pistol, smile, and jog towards Sean, shouting joyfully, "Eugene, we finally killed him!"

He closed his eyes unwillingly.

The wind was a bit chilly. Eugene smiled at Manda, saying, "It's been tough, Manda. It's all thanks to you!"

"Of course! That damned brat dared to kick me in the chest! I won't be able to vent my anger until I tear him to pieces!"

Manda walked straight past "Eugene," kicked "Sean," and sent him sprawling, revealing Eugene's ashen face.

"Huh? How come there are two Eugenes?" The woman exclaimed in surprise, instinctively turning around to look.

Eugene let out a soft "hmm," then walked silently to her side and casually slipped something from her chest.

A beating heart!

All the relatives have visited today.

I'll make up for the missing chapter tomorrow.

Chapter 62 Eradicate Evil Without Leaving a Blade of Grass (Fourth Update)

"Yeah, why are there two Eugenes?"

The magatama slowed down, dispelling the illusion. "Eugene" was clutching Manda's heart—who else could it be but Sean?!

"You're despicable!" Blood flowed down her chest. Manda frantically reached out to stop it, but the more she tried to stop it, the more blood flowed, and the weaker she became. Finally, with a "plop," she fell backward to the ground, dying with her eyes wide open.

The once bustling battlefield instantly fell silent, with only the soft, thumping of heartbeats audible, gradually weakening.

Uvogin, Franklin, and Fink, huddled in the garbage heap, barely daring to breathe. Their heads were buzzing; they still couldn't understand why that man could be smoking so comfortably after being shot. And—

Why did that woman shoot her own companion and then smile at her enemy?

Is she fucking crazy, or are we all blind?

The three little ones looked at each other, exchanging bewildered glances.

In the small wooden cabin on the back mountain, separated by just a screen, lies the answer they seek, but unfortunately, they are destined never to hear it.

"Don't laugh at me, old man, but every time I see Sean's Sharingan, it makes my heart pound." Netero noticed the crimson glint and said in a deep voice, "Ordinary 'phalluses' give warning signs before they act, but 'eye techniques' can be activated at any time, making it very difficult to guard against, especially when you have no idea Sean has Sharingan."

"Illusion? If an illusion can let you foresee things, can it still be called an illusion?" Maha curled his lip, swaying leisurely in his rocking chair. "The most terrifying thing is the subtle, gradual influence, kid."

"Hehe. I don't think it's as exaggerated as you all think, Father." Jag poured Netero a cup of coffee and smiled, saying, "Behind every power lies an unknown price. The Sharingan's genjutsu is indeed quite troublesome, but if the opponent has a strong will and is not disturbed by external factors..."

"Even if Sean wanted to hack into someone else's brain, it wouldn't be an easy thing."

As Jag said, the Sharingan's ability to activate genjutsu is conditional: first, one must "see," and second, one must enter the other person's "consciousness." If the opponent's mental defenses are strong enough and their will is firm enough, intrusion is extremely difficult. But—

“To resist invasion, one should subconsciously know that they are about to be invaded.” Through his surveillance glasses, Maha stared intently at Sean on the screen and said quietly, “Do you think that brat Sean, as the original author of ‘Ninja Clay’, wouldn’t know this?”

"What I fear most is that he might suddenly pull a fast one on you, using a feint to his advantage while secretly invading your mind and forcibly altering your will without going through your subconscious."

? ? ? !

"Surely it's not that bad?" Jag and Netero exchanged a surprised glance.

Maha snorted coldly: "How could it not be?"

"The moment that brat takes his pants off, this old man knows what kind of shit he's going to take. Right now, he's just not strong enough. But wait until he's strong enough, you'll see. Sooner or later, he'll be riding on our necks and shitting on us!"

Nitro, Jagger: "."

Silence

The cabin fell silent instantly, almost as quiet as Meteor City at that moment!

With a "poof," a karate chop ripped out Manda's heart. Sean casually squeezed it, and the heart exploded, shattering into pieces.

The boy gave a cold glance to the trio who were lurking in a corner, peeking.

Uvogin, Franklin, and Phinks were startled and sheepishly scratched the back of their heads as they walked out.

"Impressive. No wonder he's the man who made Kuroro willingly kneel down."

"Sean, I'm impressed!" Uvogin gave Sean a thumbs-up and chuckled dryly.

The half of her face that Zipo Nian slapped hadn't gone down yet, and her smile was a little creepy.

"Is that so?" Sean chuckled dismissively, not bothering with them, and ordered Ziponian to "spit out" Sarasa and hand it over to Uvogin to take back.

"No more bait needed here!" With a roar, the motorcycle, overjoyed, fled the battlefield and sped towards the church.

Sean stood with his hands behind his back, watching them leave. He turned and went to a pile of trash, reached out, and picked up a salted fish that was pretending to be dead.

"Please don't kill me! I'm just a little karaomi, I was just tagging along for the fun!"

Eugene was dead, Manda was dead, nine of his ten companions were gone, leaving only Hubble as the sole survivor. Hubble never imagined that his usually foolproof method of feigning death would fail him, and he was so frightened that he wet his pants on the spot.

"Absolutely? What a pity. If you were really dead, you might have gotten away with it." Sean looked at Hubble with a smile. "Tell me, who else was involved in this kidnapping?"

With such a massive operation, Sean would never believe there wasn't a mastermind behind it.

"I'll talk. I'll tell you everything. As long as you promise to let me go, I'll tell you anything," Hubble stammered incoherently.

Using his impeccably tailored suit, Sean wiped his hands and kindly comforted him, saying, "It's just letting you go, I promise you. After all, I'm not a murderer, I can still show some kindness occasionally."

"Joyce Mattei is the mastermind behind this kidnapping!"

"Joyce Mattei? Where?"

"It's located in an abandoned repair shop about ten kilometers away from here."

"Very good." Suddenly, a swift chop severed Hubble's head, sending his severed skull flying. Blood gushed from his neck.

Hubble's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared intently at Sean, as if questioning him: "Didn't you promise to let me go?"

However, Sean didn't even glance at him, opened the car door, stepped on the gas, and sped away!

"Are you kidding me? Do I, a minor, really need to teach you, a gangster scum, such a simple principle as eradicating evil completely?"

"Please, I have no interest in creating trouble for myself!"

The wind grew stronger, and the stench of blood drifted away with it.

Five minutes later, with a beautiful drift, Sean arrived at the abandoned repair shop, opened the car door, and got out.

The Zipo Nian that brought him here dispersed its "spiritual energy," transformed itself, and returned to its original form, falling half a step behind him and standing with him in the repair shop's shed.

“Young Master, all the kidnapped girls should be here.” “Pigsty” was right next to them, and Zi Po Nian whispered to Sean.

Sean narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Now is not the time to rescue them."