For a moment, there was silence on both sides.

"Why are you so quiet?" Aitor crouched down and touched the cookie, his tone confused.

"You—" Killua looked at each other with a wide range of eyes.

How is it so similar to the painting style of beating the enemy Hakka?

Hair...... Blue-eyed ......

This guy ...... It can't be his brother, right?

Killua flashed through his mind the plot of a bunch of comics read by his dead brother.

Twin brothers, only one or something can be left.

"Do you call Aitor the Beater?" Killua touched his chin and complained.

"Beat the enemy? What is that? Aitor looked puzzled.

"One...... A very famous killer family, as long as the money given is enough, the family that accepts any task. Kurapika explained.

"What a coincidence! So is my family! Aito's tone was excited, and he could feel the other party's eyes brighter through his sunglasses.

"My family is like this, as long as you pay for it, you can do anything! Presence in many countries! Aitto proudly introduced his family.

"If you say that, it's the same with beating the enemy Hakka." Kurapika touched her chin and fell into deep thought.

"You don't really call Aitor the Beater, do you?" Killua stumbles into self-doubt.

He just said it casually, because the other party's white hair and blue eyes are too similar to him.

And the methods of killing are crisp and neat, as if they have been trained.

Why did the other party say more, the more he felt that the other party was the one who beat the enemy Hakka!

Killua fell into deep thought.

Killua's eyes lit up.

"Why don't you replace me and become the one who beats the enemy Hakka!" Killua sends out an invitation.

Anyway, both of them have white hair, and although the blue of their eyes is different, they are both blue, and Killua is gone, and if one Aito goes back, it should be fine.

And the other party has also been trained as a killer since childhood.

"No, I have a home and family." Aitor refused without hesitation.

He has a home and family in reality, and if he looks for his family in the game world, he will not be able to distinguish the difference between reality and games.

Games are just games.

Unless the characters in the game can be brought back to reality by him.

"It's a shame." Killua puffed out his mouth.

"Who's on the second game?" Leoli asked.

The other side has already sent a candidate to fight, take off his cloak and untie the shackles, and the man with a thin body.

"I'll do it!" Xiaojie raised his hand and took the initiative.

"Come on!" Kurapika encouraged.

Because of Aitto's performance, no one on the other side would despise the three children in the team.

And the thin man didn't choose to fight, but changed the way he played.

"Choose a candle, whoever goes out first, who loses, how, do you want to compare?" The skinny man asked, holding a candle in each hand.

One is long, the other is short.

"Generally speaking, the long one must have been left off...... Leoli said in a positive tone.

"But what if the other side is using our idea?" Kurapika said.

"Hmm...... In that case, it's better to leave it to Xiaojie to decide for himself, using his beastly instincts. Killua rubbed his chin and suggested.

"Maybe it's better to let Xiaojie use beast intuition." Kurapika nodded approvingly.

"Anyway, no matter which one you choose, it's the same, just have fun." Aitto said thoughtfully.

What Six-Eyes had told him was that the man had four candles on him.

Each one of them has done its hand and foot.

Whichever one you choose, it's the same.

"What do you mean......" Kurapika keenly realized what that meant.

"Well, all the candles have been tampered with." Aitto confirmed Kurapika's speculation.

"Damn, isn't this cheating?! Insidious! Leoli said indignantly.

"No, it's not cheating, the rules don't prohibit it." Kurapika said calmly and soberly.

"As long as you make sure that the other party's candle is extinguished earlier than Xiaojie, wouldn't it?" Aitto said with a smile on his face.

"But if you hold a candle, it will go out if you move it, and if you put it on the ground, you have to keep your hands out of the wind......," Leoli analyzed.

"That way, there's no way to blow out the other party's candles." Kurapika fell into deep thought.

"Xiaojie! Come on! Killua shouted towards the central platform.

Xiaojie turned back to him and gave him a thumbs up, smiling confidently.

"Xiaojie can definitely do it." Killua said confidently.

"Leave the third game to me! Aitto and Jay are on the field! It's my turn! Killua said with great interest.

"Do you three kids depend on you three in three rounds......" Leoli showed a complicated expression.

What's going on with kids now?

Why are the children they meet so good?

"That's it, I'll play the next one!" Killua decided on his own.

And the winner on the central platform has also been decided.

Although the candle in Xiaojie's hand burned at an accelerated rate, he didn't care about the candle anymore, but rushed directly to the opponent and blew out the opponent's candle.

After his opponent's candle was extinguished, the candle he had fallen to the ground was extinguished.

The one who won was naturally Xiaojie.

Xiaojie also ran back with cheerful steps.

"Well done, little jack." Killua encouraged.

"Next, it's my turn." Killua looked at the central platform and walked up nonchalantly.

"Johnny, you go." The other side also sent players in the third game.

"This man's name is, Joni, the dismemberment expert." The man who had been watching the game through surveillance was introduced again at this moment.

"The most brutal murderer in the history of Saba City." Leoli's expression was heavy.

"It's okay to lose, it's better to give up this one, Killua." Leoli said.

"Hmm...... So how many people did he kill? Killua asked without any change in his expression.

"It's not a matter of the number of killings, there are one hundred and forty-nine dead people who have been found, all of them have been divided, and there is not a single complete corpse, at least they have been divided into more than fifty pieces......" Leoli said in a solemn tone.

"My game, it's on." Killua smiled as he stepped onto the path to the central platform.

"Hey, Killua-" Leoli tried to stop the other party from sending him to death.

"Leoli, this is Killula's game." Xiaojie stopped him.

"Don't worry, the opponent is weak." Aitto climbed onto Daifuku's back and lay on his stomach, and said to Leoli.

"That guy is an expert at dismemberment—" Leoli couldn't believe it.

"But it's just an amateur, I can tear off people's flesh and blood with my bare hands, I can do this, and it's not very powerful to divide people into fifty pieces, I've divided people into two thousand pieces before......," the white-haired boy wearing sunglasses said in a relaxed and lively voice.

"I'm better at it, but since Killua is a professional killer, he must be able to do it." He even spoke to them with pride.

"Two Thousand ???" Leoli was shocked by the cruel words.

Aitto wouldn't be a wanted criminal, would he?

"There was an ogre who lied to me and said I wanted to be my family, and then took me to a cannibal party and wanted to eat me with the others, and I was angry that he lied to me with this excuse, so I killed him." The white-haired boy easily explained the reason to them.

These things are not difficult for him.

Of course, the skin was not wasted, and Aitor gave it to Grenada, because the other party likes to make human skin books.

The bones were ground into powder and used to grow a pot of sunflowers, which was given to Gin.

Because the book says that the powder made from the ground bones is the most suitable for planting flowers.

That pot of sunflowers is blooming very well.

Give the other party what they want to do to him back to the other party as it is.

This was taught to him by that uncle.

If the other party didn't lie to him for that reason, he wouldn't be angry.

When Papa and the uncle found out, Papa was very satisfied and said to him, "Well done." ”

So Aitto thinks it's something to be proud of.

Because he was praised by his family.

Leoli fell silent.

The game on the central platform was also split in an instant.

The young man who also has white hair digs out the heart of his opponent in a blink of an eye.

He looked at the figure that was swaying to regain the heart, and smiled and crushed the heart that was still beating.

The swaying figure suddenly fell to the ground.

"Look, sure enough, Killua is also a professional." Seeing this scene, Aitto's tone was full of expected calm.

Book of Hundred Leagues

Everyone is professional, so it's normal to be able to do that.