Somewhere in the Southern Metaverse, the Hunter Pavilion.

This is a mountain annex standing in the extreme south of the Southern Yuan Realm, the gold house silver tile Zhulan Jade Pavilion, and every building in the courtyard in front of the house is a solid color marble worth thousands of gold. It exudes the ultimate luxury that can be seen by the naked eye, and it seems out of place with the surrounding barren land. In order to prevent searches by the Guards' Union, no criminal organization has ever dared to build a base so conspicuously.

But the Hunter Pavilion is an exception, because its leader is a complete madman, and both the black and white realms in the Tianyuan Realm are in awe of him.

The Hunter Pavilion is not only the name of this mountain annex, but also the name of a purple-level dangerous criminal organization that made a fortune in human trafficking on the list of the Guards Guild.

Iron-gray clouds tumbled over the annex, and from time to time violent thunder and lightning shone throughout. The vast sea of clouds obscured every inch of the sky, and the whole world seemed to be painted with a layer of lead powder, without a trace of sunlight. After a while, the torrential rain suddenly swooped down, and every drop of rain was as sticky and black as tar.

The carved bronze gate was pushed open, and a man dressed in rain weave walked into the hunter's house. This is a man who really makes people shine, and his body is like a pine-faced official like jade. A light gray medium and short hair is full of layers, idle but not messy. From the moment he entered the door, the man kept smiling with narrow eyes, making people forget their worries at a glance.

"Oh, oh, oh, the rain in Nanyuan is so annoying. He casually threw the drenched rain to the doorman on the side.

"Up...... Someone from above has already arrived, waiting for you below. The doorman said tremblingly.

The black rain seemed to be poisonous, and the janitor's hands began to appear like burn-like bruises the moment they came into contact with the residual rain, and the sharp pain made him sweat coldly. But he didn't dare to say more or let go, just held Yuori in both hands and bowed submissively, watching the man leave tremblingly.

Passing through the hallway, the man walked slowly into the palatial hall at the end. He slowly stripped off his clothes and stepped into the bathhouse, the warm water washing away the few stains left on his body. The man wiped the fog from the mirror and admired his flesh and bone body, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then the man turned back to the living room, grabbed a bathrobe from the sofa, and pulled it around the fluffy fox fur scarf. The man removed the cigarette case from the cigarette rack and popped out a thumb-sized cigarette in his mouth.

"Is it damp, isn't it fragrant? There was a moment of displeasure on the man's face, and then he immediately returned to a smile of 37 degrees Celsius, "Forget it, be diligent and thrifty." ”

The man who had finished washing up the stairs of the basement made his way down the stairs, seconds after he left. The cigarette holder containing the cigarette case fell to the ground, a pale human arm that had been fixed to the wall and had become dehydrated and wrinkled......

The basement of the Hunter's Pavilion is completely different from the living room of Nuo Datong, and there is only a flickering lamp that turns on and off every dozen meters. In the dark, damp space, the white-plastered walls were sticky. Seemingly divided by the horizon, the upper and lower floors of the annex present two extremes of light and darkness.

Because it is underground, there are naturally no windows, and instead there are a few exhaust fans. There was a smell of rot floating in the air, but the man smoked indifferently, and even took a deep breath to show that he was intoxicated.

On the left and right sides of the corridor are thick iron doors with spikes inlaid with inside tests, painted with red paint with different markings. "Class C" is ranked from No. 1 to No. 39, "Class B" is slightly less, 40 to 53, and the least is "Class A", with only seven rooms from 54 to 60. The man finally stopped at the door of the first-class 60 and smiled and pushed open the rusty iron door.

It's a dungeon full of tools, from chain-caught hooks to bone-cutting saws and iron beds. They were hung in sorts from the barbs of the walls, dripping from time to time droplets of sticky blood that had turned black and smelly.

What's even more shocking is the rows of iron cages in this space, like a hive-like terrarium in a pet store. On the side of each cage was a clearly marked tag, most of which were scarred and naked girls. Their limbs were sealed by the double shackles of locking stones and fine iron, and they were forced to remain in a kneeling position, exposing their private parts and chests in humiliation.

Only one of the bars was empty, for the maiden was being torn by a big man by the hair and pressed against the wall. With the screaming girl of the strong man's lower body, the dazzling red blood flowed down her thighs, gathering into a small pool of blood under her.

"Don't break it, it's the best of the best. The man smiled and said a few words without paying attention, turning his gaze to the man sitting at a small table in the center of the dungeon. The dim candlelight reflected the man's ice-like dark eyes, and the equally dark, faintly reflective Shadow Martial badge on his chest.

"It's a big score, Hannibal. The man said coldly, "Let me wait." ”

"Oh, oh, isn't it raining outside? It's rude for the little wind and dust to come to see you, so I cleaned my body first. Hannibo squinted and bowed, "Gui'an, Lord Chaos. ”

"Do you have to put the conversation in such a disgusting place every time?" Chaos frowned as he looked at the girl in the corner whose wailing was getting weaker, and his tone was visibly displeased.

"Aha, it's hard to refute the little hobbies of my subordinates, and I hope Lord Chaos will forgive me. Hannibo sat down at the other side of the table and pointed to the ceiling with a smile, "Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, the tentacles of the guards are everywhere." This is a small stockpile, and the inner walls are specially reinforced with a soundproof layer and locking stones to ensure that there is no monitoring. ”

Chaos Fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, staring in that direction without saying a word.

"No. 6 commodity, the forest spirit family, is rare to be born with sandalwood body fragrance. Hannibo laughed, "It's a pity that there was a little damage during transportation, and I haven't found a home yet." If the adult does not dislike being inspected, the small one will be arranged for you. ”

"Let him get out of here. ”

"Gotcha. Hannibo snapped his fingers, and the strong man quickly stopped his movements, left the girl aside, and really rolled out the door.

"So, what is your lordship here for?" Hannibo offered a cup of tea in both hands.

"A top-secret mission requires the Hunter's Pavilion to take action. Chaos didn't pick it up, took out a photo from his cuff and pushed it over, "You found this person and caught me in front of me, I want to live, this should be your specialty." ”

There is nothing complicated on the photo, just a close-up of the face of an unconscious boy. It was Yang Haohui, and the photo was also taken when he was on the island of Margotic.

"Oh, oh, oh, quite a handsome boy, but unfortunately he can only be regarded as an ordinary product. Hannibo smiled and sighed, "My lord, what's your name?"

"Yang Haohui should be very famous recently. ”

Aha, I've heard of it. The rookie king who was born in the Dream Soul School Palace, I heard that he won the exchange competition by fighting four people alone, and the newspapers have been overwhelming with news about him in recent days. Hannibo tapped his finger on his lips, "But it seems that he is only a second-order thunder elementalist, and he is not a big threat." ”

"The exchange match is purely a show for us, the intelligence is fake, and his real attribute is not Ray. Of course, it's not something you should know. Chaos said lightly, "Qianji has always been a tricky character, this trick is very beautiful, and the organization is not good enough to arrest it personally." But I've never been a fool to wait for the enemy to grow, Dream Soul has made a move, and now it's my turn. ”

"So leave it to us, who are good at stealth operations?" Hannibo scratched his head with a smile, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his tone, "But my lord, this is not an easy task. Go to the Dream Soul Palace to rob people...... There are more than 200 professional guards stationed there who are teachers, and I am afraid that the small ones are not competent. ”

"From the first day you act in our name, you should have this awareness. Chaos stared through the candle flame, his eyes like ice cubes, "It's not a consultation with Hannibal, it's an order." You've been getting more and more foolish these days, and our shelter isn't free. ”

"The monthly offering is never less, you can see if you can be accommodating...... Hannibo still doesn't seem to want to do much.

The dungeon trembled for a moment, as if some kind of disembodied realm had suddenly expanded, and the double-reinforced walls slowly burst into foot-long cracks. Chaos didn't move, but the teacup on the table exploded in the next second. Hannibo immediately raised his hands and straightened his body, for he saw a blur of gray smoke flash around his neck, even if he leaned back half a minute later in the evening, he was now in a different place.

"Aha, deal physical damage with your strength. Even if it is the emperor's spirit, there are probably no three people who can do this today. Hannibo took a few deep breaths before relaxing his body, smiling and caressing the slowly cracking blood marks on his throat, "The strength of the adults is really amazing, and the small five-body body is thrown to the ground." ”

"To do it or not to do it, the choice is yours. "Chaos doesn't talk nonsense.

Hannibo was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"You misunderstood what I meant, the adults said it, the little ones will naturally die when they go up the knife mountain and go down the oil pot, but it's just ......" Hannibo twisted his fingers, his face full of flattery, "You want to let the dog bite the man, and you have to feed a few more bones, right?"

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Chaos narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Request, just request!" Hannibo quickly got up and nodded, his hand twisting did not stop, "You also know that the small ones are only small businesses, and the kindness of the Lord and His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor has been able to have today." Lord Chaos has always been a well-known reasoner in the circle, and the little one just raised some of his own difficulties......"

"Okay, there's nothing to be done early. Chaos rubbed his eyebrows and threw two more photos, "Your remuneration, earn it yourself." ”

Hannibo took the picture and looked at it, his eyes slowly glazed, and then revealed an unconcealed ecstasy.

"There's a ...... on this cargo It's Mori Seiki who uses it for special communications......" Hannibal's voice trembled slightly, "Big ...... My lord, are these two superb goods also dreaming souls?"

"The information sent back by the spies is extremely accurate, and they are in the same class as Yang Haohui. Chaos said lightly, "The heir of the Senjing royal family should be enough for your appearance fee." ”

"That's enough! Absolutely enough!" said Hannibal, licking his gums with the tip of his tongue, as if a viper was slowly spitting out letters. Then he hurriedly put away his expression and bowed straight, and his voice was low, "Little Hanni Bojack, I wish His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor an early reign over Tianyuan!"

Without saying a word, Chaos got up. Before leaving, he glanced at the girl who had fallen in the corner, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face, but he only whispered sorry to himself.

When Chaos was gone, Hannibo took out a golden in-ear communication snail from the belly of the table and said a word. Ten minutes later, the brawny man from earlier walked into the dungeon with three men. Hannibo and the four sat cross-legged in a circle, ignoring the filthy ground. These five people are the highest backbone of the Hunter Pavilion, and they use the hunting word plus a human facial features as the code name in turn, and Hannibo is the owner of the code name "Eyebrow Hunting".

"Aha, how long has it been since we've been together?" Hannibo smiled as he placed Yang Haohui's picture in the center, "There's a big job for us." ”

"Boss, I'm going to smash that yard this time!" The strong man was excited, and this person was the "hunting eye" of the five. He was imprisoned for 45 rapes and successfully escaped 15 times. It's a full sex addict, and at the same time, because of the strong physiological impulse, he is fierce and aggressive, and all he learns is a super destructive refinement, and he is either dead or disabled.

The bewitching woman, codenamed "Nose Hunter", pinched the photo and smiled with a serrated tooth that did not match her appearance at all: "What about a beautiful boy, I don't know how it tastes?"

The taste in her mouth was not human flesh, but teeth. Nosehunter's biggest hobby on weekdays is to collect the teeth of creatures of various races and eat them raw as snacks, and that demonic fangs are pulled out. But the hunting nose not only didn't feel ugly, but also showed off and glazed his rotten teeth. The only dungeon is her collection room, with shelves filled with broken teeth in glass jars.

"I'm in trouble, I want to die. "Hunter" was wearing a hoodie and complained about falling asleep. He is the youngest of the five, only 20 years old, but he has a misanthropy that is completely inconsistent with his age. The only two hobbies are suicide and gambling, and the five fingers cut off by Qi Gen on the left hand are the sequelae of a certain gambling. At the same time, relying on the exercise of card counting in gambling, Liekou almost has the ability to remember memorably.

"If you have the best goods but don't make a move, is it still our Hunter Pavilion?" Hunter Ear sat on his knees, slowly scratching his arm with his sharp nails. The strips of flesh were embedded in the nails and slowly peeled off, and a sickly smile appeared on Hunter's face, as if he was enjoying the pain and spasmed, "If it succeeds, will Lord Chaos reward others?" ”

Purely as a girl, Hunting Ear is called pure and beautiful. But the scratches crisscrossing her face and body completely ruined the beauty she should have. This girl's quirk is not bothering, but it is also the bloodiest, self-harm. She would always peel off the skin and flesh with her fingernails and lick it clean, and thanks to this, she was the most familiar with the human body here, and could accurately dismember an adult human in a matter of minutes, blindfolded.

The Hunter's Pavilion is such a gathering place for madmen and weirdos, so even if it's as strong as Chaos, you don't want to stay here for long. The so-called human nature, the so-called morality, these human beings

Adhering to the virtues of thousands of years is lower than dust in the Hunter's Pavilion. But each of them is a real genius, and there is often only a thin line between a madman and a genius.

"Oh, oh, I know that everyone is a little excited to act together after a long absence, but let's be quiet and listen to me first. Hannibo smiled and clapped his hands, "The cargo this time is not very powerful, but the task is more difficult than ever." People are still students, and everyone must have heard of the background, the No. 1 Guardian University Gong Dream Soul. ”

The noise made the other four people stunned, and they fell silent for a moment.

"Hey, then let's hurry up and prepare to commit suicide to apologize, anyway, going to Dream Soul 'procurement' is not much like suicide. Hunting mouth sticking out his tongue and scratching his neck with the palm of his hand, "Dream Soul Academy, the school has been established for 24 years, and there are 241 in-service guards stationed there, and most of them are above the seventh order. It is said that it is a school palace, but the combat power is simply a fortress, and there are only 35 people in our family. ”

"Yes, boss, you have to say that it is a dream spirit! Hunter shook his head stupidly, "It's annoying! I can't vent the fire, and I'll 'check a few more goods' later." ”

"The child looks delicious, but it's a pity. Nosehunter sighed softly, as if to satisfy her hunger, and began to chew her tongue with her sharp teeth. And Hunter didn't say a word, just scratched his skin a little faster.

Faced with the suddenly decadent crowd, Hannibo only said three words: "Don't pretend." ”

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and their expressions were slowly solemn.

"You're all so excited that you can't help yourself, aren't you?" Hannibo raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Let's go to the Dream Soul Palace!"

The other four looked at each other, smiles in their eyes at the same time, and then their cheeks slowly bulged out in unison. I don't know who made a "poof" leaking sound first, this slight sound was like the first spark of the prairie fire, and everyone couldn't bear it anymore, and at the same time looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Exciting! Boss, your brain must be broken!"

"Hahahaha! Go to the dream soul to rob people? Go to the dream soul to rob people! I really haven't tried to kill myself like this!"

"You can eat if you have teeth!"

"Meat! Pain! Cool!"

The wild laughter continued for a long, long time, until everyone laughed until their stomachs hurt. They wiped away the tears that overflowed, and shouted in unison in the same arrogant tone as in the Hunter's Pavilion: "Yes!

For a madman, the world is nothing more than the grandest game.

Even death.

After explaining some specific details, everyone went out in twos and threes. The general plan was almost finalized, and they each returned to their lodgings not to rest, but to prepare their suicide notes.

Hannibo stayed where he was, did not write written language, but left the simplest sentence in a communication snail, which was also the most common sentence he used to pat himself on: "Little Hannibal, I wish His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor an early reign over Tianyuan." ”

"No...... Impossible, you ...... Shadow Martial Arts, they will all lose. A weak gasp came from behind, and Hannibo turned to see that it was the fairy girl who had been ravaged by the Hunting Eye.

"Aha, look away, it's actually a very durable cargo. Hannibo smiled and took out his cigarette case, took a cigarette he wasn't happy with, walked up to the girl and crouched down, looking directly at her blood-stained face, "Curse me, curse me, don't drag Lord Chaos in." ”

"Stooge!" the girl spat at the disgusting face in front of her.

Go on. Hannibal's smile remained unchanged, and he raised his hand to pinch off one of the girl's finger bones.

"Scum. The girl spasmed in pain, but she gritted her teeth and did not let out a cry of pain.

Go on. Hannibal's tone didn't change, and then the second phalange.

"Bastard ......" The highlights in the girl's eyes disappeared little by little.

"Oh, oh, oh, let you say it, you really said it. Hannibo chuckled, the third phalange.

Fingers, palms, arms, soles, calves, thighs.

Ribs, collarbones, jaws.

The sound of broken bones rang for nearly ten minutes or so, echoing through the empty dungeon. Eventually, the voice stopped at the girl's last sentence, "I'm not commodity number 6, my name is Frei Allet."

Her head hung limply, sticky blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes, which had been bright and agile, completely turned dead gray, like weathered rocks.

Hannibo picked at the girl's chin without the slightest reaction. Perhaps that sentence was uttered with the last of her sanity and humanity, and Frey's spirit completely collapsed in the double torture of severe pain and humiliation. Now she is just a barely alive shell, and her breathing is monotonous like a bellows.

"Ah, it's broken, it's a pity, it's rare to have a body fragrance. For the first time, Hannibal's face showed a smile of surprise, a pity, the innocent and chilling regret of a child when he saw a broken toy, "No customer will buy it if it is broken, I take back the preface." You're a terrible commodity, not very durable. ”

Hannibal smiled again, took a bucket of purified fuel oil from the bottom of the iron bed, and hummed a little song and poured it on Frey.

"Before I reuse it, let me tell you one last interesting piece of news. Hannibo pulled two photos out of his pocket and leaned into Frey's eyes, "I heard that the Senjing people are sparsely populated, so they are surprisingly united. Especially for the heirs of the 'royal family', each forest spirit is regarded as his own. These two princesses born to the royal family a hundred years ago, I guess you should know them. ”

Frey stared blankly at the two photos, despair slowly emerging from her eyes.

"No...... You can't ......."

"Aha! yes, yes, yes, that's the expression!" Hannibo whispered in her ear, admiring the distorted Frey, "We've been looking for them for a long time, and this is the next target of the Hunter Pavilion." ”

"Demon! you're a demon!" Frey cried out and ran frantically at the picture...... Lan Borou, Ye Ruohua, you guys hurry up!

The next moment, a piece of fire fell lightly on Frey's chest. The flames engulfed the girl's dying cry, and she convulsed violently in the raging flames, but she could not even turn over the simplest of her limbs.

Eventually, little by little, the girl turned into curled charcoal, and Hannibo threw all three pictures into the flames at once, and put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

"Aha, sandalwood. Hannibo exhaled a puff of smoke with an intoxicated expression, "This smoke is finally fragrant." ”

To be continued