Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

In the hotel room, Ilumi looked at the golden mask on the bed and lowered her eyes.

"What is the specific ability of this mask?"

Illumi picked up the mask and looked at it carefully. Except for a missing corner on the right chin, the golden mask was intact.

The golden mask is not cast, but is spliced ​​together by pieces of gold, and there are black lines between each piece of gold.

A large number of black lines form a complex pattern, each piece of gold is integrated, and the manufacturing process is very precise.

The wrist turned slightly, and the golden mask exuded a slight icy aura.

Illumi held the golden mask in his hand and threw it into the air, his right hand turned into a blade, and he swung it hard.

"when!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing first sounded on the golden mask, and it slammed into the wall with a bang, and a third of the mask was inserted into the wall.

"Kakaka..."

Yilu Mi stepped forward to remove it from the wall, and suffered a blow of 50% of his force, but there was not even a trace of it.

"Why don't you find someone to test it out."

Yilu Mi glanced at the news host on the TV. Holding the mask, he walked towards the door. When he walked, a white light lit up from the bottom of his feet and passed over his head from bottom to top.

"Crack."

When he opened the door, he had completely transformed into a host who was hosting news broadcasts on TV.

Yilu Mi left the hotel and went all the way to the gray area in the city.

Blanca City is the southern border city of the United States of America, where there are criminals, smugglers, drug dealers, gangsters, etc. from various countries.

"Da..."

On the street full of feasts and feasts, Yilu Mi, who looked like a news host, stepped on the hard ground and made crisp footsteps.

"Hahaha……"

The three gangsters in front gathered together, laughing wantonly. Illumi passed them by.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a punk-haired gangster stopped laughing, turned sideways and shouted at Illumi in a fierce tone.

"Hey, you guy, don't you need to say sorry when you meet someone?"

Yilu Mi paused and turned her back to them, but she didn't say a word. There was an unspeakable sense of depression in the air.

"Paul, forget it."

The other two gangsters sensed this strange atmosphere, and pressed one hand on the man's shoulder to discourage him.

The person called Paul also had his eyelids twitched. He felt that the person in front of him exuded an inexplicable momentum, which made people feel that their breathing was hindered.

"Guru..."

The gangster's throat twitched, and the longer Ilumi stayed, the more depressing the space they felt.

"Then, that, I was wrong just now."

The punk named Paul swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling faintly.

"I have something."

Suddenly, Ilu Mi, who had been silent for a while, turned around and held up a golden mask.

"This is an ancient secret treasure with a history of thousands of years, and it is worth at least 50 billion yuan."

Illumi stood in the backlight, colored neon lights shone on him, and there was only a shadow on his face.

"Give it to you."

Illumi threw the golden mask at their feet at will, and when the three little gangsters focused their attention on the mask, it disappeared instantly.

"What about people?"

The three little gangsters reacted suddenly and glanced around, but couldn't find the person who discarded the golden mask.

The gangster named Paul bent down to pick up the golden mask, and looked at the mask in his hand carefully with the help of the lights by the street.

"It seems to be true."

Sanming gangsters gathered together and touched the golden masks with their hands.

"Let's take it for identification, and the money from the sale will be divided among three people."

One of the thugs proposed, and the other two nodded in agreement.

"But, this shouldn't be a troublesome thing, right?"

"For example, being snatched by some desperados or something."

"Let's hide it, let's get rid of him quickly."

The three gangsters discussed, hid the golden mask, and sneaked out of the street.

"There is still a little self-control."

Yilu Mi walked out of the side alley, looked at the three people who were moving fast in the distance, and commented.

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"Da da da……"

The three of them were walking fast. At this moment, they were carrying a lot of treasure, and they were naturally nervous.

However, at this time, the gangster named Paul became struggling for some reason, put his hand into his arms, and took out the golden mask.

"Paul, hide it now."

When the gangster on the left saw him take out his mask, his face tightened.

"Hide quickly, this is the territory of the Prescott family gangster, it will be robbed."

The **** on the right also changed his expression, stretched out his hand to hold Paul's arm, and wanted to press the mask on his hand back into his arms.

But what surprised him was that he couldn't press Paul's arm.

Without thinking too much, he directly touched the mask in Paul's hand, taking it and placing it in his arms.

"Huh..."

An even more surprising scene appeared. The moment he was about to touch the mask, Paul raised his arm, pressed it on him, and pushed him out.

"Finally, I can't stand it anymore."

Illumi's figure appeared on the edge of the roof above the three of them, looking at the three gangsters who were arguing below.

"Paul?"

The gangster on the left looked at the struggling face of his companion, felt that something was wrong, and slowly backed away.

"Quick, help him drop that mask!"

The thug who was pushed to the ground by Paul turned his mind and immediately thought of the reason why his companion made such a move.

"No one wants to touch it!"

However, Paul roared at them with a ferocious expression, holding the mask in both hands~www.NovelMTL.com~ and his eyes turned red.

"Hu~hu~"

Breathing heavier and heavier, Paul slowly pressed the golden mask to his face amid the irrepressible temptation.

Strictly fit, as if the mask itself was made for him.

"Paul?"

The two gangsters looked at the companion who put on the mask, called out softly with fear on their faces, and stepped back slowly.

At this moment, they were more certain of the strangeness of the mask.

Obviously it's just a simple mask without even a fixed line. How did it wear it on the face?

"This, what does this feel like?"

Paul, who was wearing the mask, trembled all over, only to feel something burning in his body, extremely warm.

"Crackling..."

At the same time, his hands were clenched into fists, and due to his strength, his knuckles made a crackling sound.

"strength."

"A power never felt before."

Seeing that he didn't show any desire to attack, his two companions looked at each other and tempted Paul.

"Paul, how do you feel?"

"Feel?"

Paul took a deep breath of air, as if he had completely let go, and opened his arms exaggeratedly.

"This feeling is unprecedented."

"I found that I love this feeling to death."

After speaking, Paul glanced left and right, as if looking for something.

He locked his eyes on a street lamp beside the street, stepped towards the street lamp, and threw a fist at the street lamp pole.

"Boom!"

A loud bang.

Under the unbelievable gazes of the two companions, the steel street light pole was smashed by his fist and fell to the ground with a "bang".