Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

In the joint conference hall, sitting east to west, the venue is spacious, bright and magnificent.

Kim Bradley stepped into the joint conference hall. Under the guidance of the staff, he sat in the seat with his name written on it. There were gradually representatives of various countries sitting around, ready to start the meeting.

"Be careful for ten days."

Suddenly, a staff member came to Kim Bradley, served him a cup of hot tea, and said something in a low voice, then turned and left very naturally.

Kim Bradley's expression was flat. Before he arrived at the headquarters of the V5 organization, he had already sensed Envi.

But what he didn't expect was that Enwei would come to remind him to be careful about the existence of a certain institution or organization.

"What kind of organization is Ten Tiangan?"

Kim Bradley looked at the gradually quiet conference hall and said in a low voice.

"Never heard of it, give me some time to investigate."

Ike Champé's deep voice came from the tiny earphones behind Kim Bradley's ears.

"Clap clap clap..."

As soon as Ike Champé finished speaking, bursts of applause broke out in the joint conference hall. It turned out that the secretary general of the V5 Organization, Costel, took the stage and announced the opening of the meeting.

At this meeting, the main topic is about the various international impacts of the outbreak.

The V5 organization will cooperate with countries around the world to discuss and discuss various international issues that have emerged during the epidemic.

This is the theme of this joint meeting. To solve international problems, it cannot be solved by a single country or an alliance.

As for the Umbrella Company-a, it just happened at the right time.

Of course, all countries are paying attention to Umbrella. After all, the emergence of new antibiotics is the hope to solve this global crisis.

But also for this reason, it is natural to give Umbrella Biotechnology a representative position to attend this meeting.

After a long time, the secretary general of the V5 organization ended his speech, and the conference hall became noisy.

Kim Bradley looked around with a dull expression. There were a total of 1,800 seats in the joint conference hall. At this moment, there were 1,500 representatives from various countries.

Most people wear blue masks so that they can communicate with others at ease.

With the progress of the meeting and the speeches of representatives of various countries, each question is either decided or left for discussion after the meeting.

Finally, the world's attention turned to the key issue of the epidemic.

"Kakakaka..."

Accompanied by continuous shutter sounds, a large number of media around the hall turned their cameras on Kim Bradley.

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At a time when the world is focusing its attention and attention on the headquarters of the V5 organization.

At 21:11, there was a surprise attack on Umbrella Corporation in the Kakin Empire, Vitatlilo City.

Trent Treto, general manager of the Umbrella division.

At this time, he was leaving from the banquet organized by the local mayor, and after declining Mayor Goodmond's next warm invitation, he took his own limousine and headed for the best local star hotel. drive away.

This meeting is the key for Umbrella Company, and it is also the key for Vitatrillo City.

The location and production of the Umbrella company branch and production base here will bring new hope to the city.

This is related to whether the mayor of Goodmond can be successfully re-elected in the next election, and it is also related to the interests of Umbrella.

If Umbrella and the local government can cooperate smoothly, it can be a win-win situation.

And Trent can sit in the position of general manager of Umbrella branch, of course, is not an ordinary person.

He spent a lot of manpower and money to investigate the mayor's preferences and intelligence. On the premise that both parties have the intention to cooperate, in just one week, he successfully entered the mayor's inner circle.

However, there is also Gudmund's intention to do this.

"Humph, the next thing is much easier to handle."

Trent sat on the sofa in the car and chuckled lightly. The Cajun Empire, a run-down country, was so filthy and corrupt that it was hopelessly corrupt.

Thinking of those people I met at the banquet, businessmen, gangsters, and politicians, these people who could never stand together on the surface, but in private they were in the same mood.

The Kakin Empire is not rich. In this world, it belongs to a low- and middle-income country, with a per capita national income of less than 30,000 kn.

In the eyes of outsiders, this income is barely enough.

But only after you have actually been to this country and got to know it personally will you know it.

Even this number is fake.

Trent looked out the window at the passing street, lost in memories.

Before he served as the general manager of the Umbrella company branch, he had come to this country for inspection. He had traveled to many places and saw many slums.

They have no jobs and cannot solve the problem of food and clothing. They live in rotten shacks full of garbage and stinky gutters. They can only make ends meet by looking for all kinds of things of extremely low value in the garbage piles every day.

Of course, even in backward places, there are rich areas.

Vitatrillo's Avenue of Hope, like a high wall erected between the rich and the poor, is unattainable.

The life of the rich and the life of the slums belong to two concepts.

Millions of people live in the slums and slums where bacteria breed and stink. While they are fighting for a piece of meat in a trash can, the rich are using a set of 100,000 jenni and enjoying hundreds of thousands of meals. Wanjuni's dinner.

Trent saw all this in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, but he had no mercy for it.

Once upon a time, he was so similar to those in the slums, and he was able to be today, all by himself.

In this absurd world, it has always been a paradise for the rich and a **** for the poor.

"Squeak~!!"

Just as Trent was immersed in his thoughts, the car jolted for a moment, and Trent fell to the ground inside the car.

"what happened!?"

Trent got up with the help of the bodyguard, his tone unpleasant.

"The car in front suddenly stopped."

Another bodyguard asked the reason from the headset and reported to Trent.

In front of the limousine, a dilapidated car stood in front of them. The owner seemed to be arguing with someone, but because they spoke the local dialect, the bodyguards couldn't understand it either.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, the bodyguards can help them "coordinate".

"Sawadi Road..."

The noisy locals noticed the two bodyguards coming, looked at the limousine behind them, immediately put on a flattering smile, nodded and bowed in apology.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen."

"It's too late for everyone's time, we'll move it away."

When talking to the bodyguards, they speak the common language of the hunter world. Only then did the bodyguards realize that it turned out that someone was riding a motorcycle across the road and almost got hit.

After apologizing to the bodyguards, the six hooligans who were arguing with the dilapidated car driver turned around and headed for the motorcycle they had fallen on the ground, intending to pick it up and get out of here.

"how's it going?"

Inside the limousine, Trent asked the bodyguard who was listening quietly to the headset.

"It's alright, it's just that a few thugs almost caused a car accident."

"Then let them leave quickly."

After listening to the bodyguard's answer, Trent frowned.

In front, six gangsters and car owners walked towards their motorcycles and dilapidated cars respectively, and the two bodyguards were also about to turn around and get back on the sedan.

"Crack..."

At this moment, the two bodyguards heard a very familiar voice.

The two turned around abruptly, only to see the six gangsters and car owners suddenly turn around, holding rifles in their arms, and shooting at them with cold faces.

"Bang bang bang..."

When the incident happened suddenly, the unprepared two bodyguards rolled on the spot, avoiding the bullets flying all over the street, and rolled behind the limousine.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The bullets shot on the car body, punching bullet holes one by one, and the tires were also hit "chichi" and leaked.

Inside the car, the two bodyguards immediately changed their expressions when they heard the gunshots. They pushed open the car door, and under the cover of the car door, they took out their pistols to fight back.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots were fired, and the two enemy personnel were immediately shot and killed. Besides the two of them, the other two bodyguards who were avoiding the sneak attack also used the cover of the car to counterattack.

Soon, under their superb gun skills, the six thugs, including the car owner, all died.

Inside the car, Trent was relieved to hear the quiet street.

These bodyguards are all elites sent by the headquarters. I heard that they are all retired from the marine corps of various countries. After retiring, they entered the company's security department. They have received various security training and have professional security skills.

"Clap clap clap..."

At this moment, a slow applause from the dark alleys of the street raised the vigilance of the three bodyguards.

"Masters like you can actually act as an ordinary person's bodyguard with peace of mind."

"It really makes me feel incredible."

A horse-faced man stepped out from the dark alley next to the street, with long curly blond hair, a white suit, and round eyes staring like copper bells, like a pair of bull's eyes.

"Why don't you come and be my subordinates?"

"It's definitely better than what you do as a bodyguard. You have to be smart and happy, and your income will be more than ten times what it is now."

The horse-faced man said with a cracked smile, inviting the four bodyguards.

"who are you!?"

But they didn't respond to this, they even raised their guns at him and said solemnly.

"It seems to be rejected, but unfortunately..."

The horse-faced man shook his head regretfully, and continued to walk towards the limousine. His leather shoes stepped on the asphalt, making a "da-da" footstep.

"Stop!"

The four bodyguards frowned and warned, but the horse-faced man still approached the car with a smile on his face, ignoring them at all.

"Bang bang bang..."

Seeing that the warning was invalid, the four bodyguards aimed at the horse-faced man and pulled the trigger in unison.

"Puff puff……"

The horse-faced man paused and his body twitched wildly. When the bodyguards finished shooting the bullets in the clips, the horse-faced man's upper body was densely covered with dozens of blood holes.

"boom."

The horse-faced man fell to the ground on his back, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the bullet holes, flowing along the ground toward the surroundings.

The four bodyguards approached slowly, and the upper body of the horse-faced man was covered with dozens of blood holes, and blood slowly flowed out of the dozens of blood holes.

After so many bullets, he must have died.

Inside the car, Trent felt uneasy, and he heard the applause from outside just now.

After seeing the means of the four bodyguards to deal with the sneak attack, the visitor still appeared with such a big fanfare, which means that the visitor has absolute confidence.

Now that the gunfire stopped, he couldn't control himself, and stepped out of the car door.

"Hoo~"

He saw bullet casings all over the ground and a pile of corpses of people he had never seen before, thinking it was the enemy's, he was relieved.

Looking to the other side, there were four bodyguards standing in front of a **** corpse.

"Report it to the supervisor."

The four bodyguards looked at each other and nodded, and decided to report the matter here to Pride, the security director. Someone in the Kakin Empire actually assassinated their company's branch executive.

One of the bodyguards raised his right hand and touched the headset.

"Goodnight!"

Suddenly, the dead horse-faced man suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood flowing on the surrounding ground suddenly changed and condensed, turning into sharp blood thorns, stabbing the four bodyguards.

"Chi Chi..."

The four bodyguards twitched for a while, their mouths slightly opened, and they lowered their heads and widened their eyes to look at the blood thorns running through their bodies, full of disbelief.

They never thought that someone would use blood as an ability to attack.

Because of this, the four bodyguards were almost powerless to resist, and were instantly pierced by a large number of blood-colored spikes.

The horse-faced man's face was pale, as if it was caused by excessive blood loss, he pulled out the blood-colored spikes in the bodyguards with a "puchi", and turned into strands of blood and contracted back into the body.

"Well, this ability is really troublesome~www.NovelMTL.com~ Every time you activate it, you have to be injured first. Although blood can be controlled from flowing out, the wound will not heal automatically."

The horse-faced man was a little purple. He pressed his chest with one hand and slowly walked towards Trent who was standing beside the car. His pale face looked abnormal.

His ability is to manipulate his own blood, but it is limited to that. He cannot heal his wounds, let alone manipulate other people's blood.

And when he was shot, he used his air to protect his vitals.

His ability guarantees that as long as he doesn't get hit, it doesn't matter how much blood he bleeds.

"you you you……"

Trent's lips trembled, he kept backing away, he slapped his foot in a burst of tension, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Our lord, I want to talk to your boss through you."

The horse-faced man raised Trent, who was all weak, and led him into the dark alleys of the street.

"Ah~ I really envy your ability. As long as you don't get hurt, you won't die."

In the dark alley, there was a slightly mocking voice, but then, in addition to the voice of the horse-faced man, there were the footsteps of three people.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring people back to the team leader."

"By the way, aren't you curious?"

"It's just an executive of a branch company, and he actually has four bodyguards with nostalgic abilities. Those are those who have nostalgic abilities."

Another young voice with a little curiosity answered, and as they walked, the voice grew farther and farther.