I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

This Shadow Assassin, who dared to attack a Hunter License holder, was certainly no ordinary rookie. In fact, judging from the strength of his aura, all the pores in his body should be open. If he wasn't a natural Nen Awakener, then he must have been attacked with Nen and had his pores forcibly opened.

Given that he was beaten up by Jing Yang for a long time and then dragged upstairs, without using any special Nen abilities or basic skills like Entangling Technique, it is clear that the latter possibility is more likely.

Even though he can only be considered a half-awakened assassin, his overall strength is not to be underestimated, far surpassing that of the Phantom Thief couple whose legs were broken by Shizuku.

However, they were naturally powerless against Jingyang and Xiaodi.

"If that's the case, why aren't you doing your assassinations properly? What are you doing here getting involved in this mess?" Jing Yang said, looking at the shadow assassin. "Your idol, the Zoldyck family's assassin, probably wouldn't care about a mediocre hunter's license. If you're going to imitate, at least do it properly!"

The Shadow Assassin looks like an ordinary young man, more like an assassin than the Zoldycks themselves—a generic face with no special charisma, and probably no one would remember him after seeing his face.

The generic-looking assassin hesitated for a moment, then forced his swollen, pig-like face to lift and asked, "Do you know the Zoldycks?"

Jingyang said, "I know him, and... I don't know him!"

Xiao Di tilted her head, thinking that Jing Yang would disdain lying to strangers like this. In other words, what he said was true.

"As assassins, the ZDF is a profession. They won't work if they don't get paid. They have a lot of professional ethics in that respect."

Jingyang said earnestly, "Of course, this rule seems to only apply to the older generation. For example, the brothers Illumi and Killua, if one of them is in a good mood or when he's not in a good mood, likes to stick needles in people's hearts for fun."

"No one's going to pay you to cause trouble, right? As a Zoldyck fan, your imitation is subpar."

The generic-looking killer blushed and wanted to argue, but the boy opposite him asked again, "By the way, copycat, what's your name?"

"Jack," the assassin managed to utter.

Even the name is so ordinary!

Just as Jack was about to make a sarcastic remark, Jing Yang suddenly launched an attack, punching him in the abdomen.

The excruciating pain caused his abdomen to spasm, and Jack's already swollen face became even more contorted.

Tear!

Jingyang slapped him on the chest, causing his shirt to rip open.

boom!

Jack bounced and rolled, crashing into the wall and curling up into a ball.

Xi Kuan was a little surprised by Jing Yang's venting-like behavior. After pausing for a moment, he suddenly asked, "Do you really know the Zoldycks?"

Jingyang glanced at him.

With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Xi Kuan said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm a professional hunter, a bounty hunter at that. One of my targets is this so-called assassin family."

As he spoke, he casually exhaled a puff of smoke.

However, in Jingyang's eyes, no matter how much this person tries to act cool, it can't change Jingyang's preconceived notion of him: the guy in the comics who led a huge group of underlings to fight his way to Kukuroku Mountain, only to be almost wiped out by a 10-year-old trainee butler from the Zoldyck family, and in the end, he lost all fighting spirit and stayed behind to guard the gate for the Zoldyck family...

"I advise you to change your target," Jingyang advised.

Xi Kuan laughed and said, "That won't do."

Jingyang said, "Alright."

Don't blame me for not warning you! He rolled his eyes, stood up and said, "Can you lend a hand? This is a complete mess, let's clean it up."

Xiao Di followed his gaze and looked around. The pair of phantom thieves whose legs she had broken were already unconscious. Now there was another shadow assassin. If they stayed here any longer, other people who had discovered the hunter's license signal might come knocking on their door. At this moment, Tu Te, the tutor, looked as if he had aged 10 years out of thin air. Most of his hair was falling out as he trembled, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

“After I finish cleaning up here, I have to rush to the next event,” Jingyang said. “What was that guy’s name again? A big entrepreneur… Marco Met? A super rich man, he must be worth more.”

Tut trembled even more violently.

He probably thought he would also be one of the "trash" that Jingyang mentioned that needed to be dealt with.

However, Jing Yang couldn't be bothered with him. Collecting a Red-Eyed Crimson Eye wasn't something that made Jing Yang so indignant that he had to get rid of it as soon as possible. The "handling" he mentioned was just asking Xi Kuan to help sort out the bounties of these few wanted criminals who came to his door. Jing Yang also wanted to learn from their advanced experience and familiarize himself with the procedures, which he figured he could use in the future...

Suddenly, after being slapped away by Jing Yang, the shadow assassin Jack, who was curled up against the wall, flipped over and jumped out of the window.

"Oops!"

Xi Kuan was taken aback; this assassin actually still had the ability to move?

Bang! A faint sound of something falling to the ground could be heard from downstairs.

Xi Kuan ran to the window and looked down. Jack was already lying down below. He struggled to get up and limped away quickly, without ever looking up once.

Jack lowered his head, and his head, which had been swollen like a pig's head, quickly returned to normal. With a gloomy face, he ran and disappeared into the shadows by the roadside in an instant.

"They ran pretty fast." Jing Yang also came over and glanced down casually. "Since they've already run away, don't just stand there. Come and help. Your brothers are still lying downstairs."

After Jingyang and the others left, Tute fled the apartment overnight, left the city, and changed his name.

……

"Why hasn't the reward money arrived yet?"

Jingyang stared at his phone for a long time before looking up speechlessly.

This was a three-seater booth in an internet cafe, and Xi Kuan also occupied one of the computers. Hearing this, he was equally speechless, "This is an official bounty, and there are many procedures to go through..."

"How long will it take?" Little Drop asked curiously.

“Usually three to five days,” said Xi Kuan, “depending on the severity of the wanted criminal and the situation of different departments in different countries.”

The V5 in this world is far more powerful than the Five Gangsters of Jingyang's previous life. In the Hunter world, currency is unified and circulating, and bank savings can be withdrawn and used online and offline in different countries at any time... This is remarkable in its subtlety. With a unified currency, wanted criminals are also unified. Once a list is compiled, wanted criminals can be submitted to the local government in any country. If the local government cannot afford it, it can directly communicate with V5 to request a wave of justice assistance.

"Three to five days, looks like I won't be able to get reimbursed in time." Jing Yang pouted. His hunter license was inserted into the card reader. He confirmed that he had purchased the latest intelligence on the hunter website. With a light click of the mouse, he had spent several million Jenny. He couldn't help but sigh to himself, "I'll have to pay for it myself. Little Cool, how are you going to pay back what you owe the boss?"

"The whereabouts of entrepreneur Marco Mette in recent days..."

Xi Kuan saw the content on Jingyang's screen.

"Currently residing in a villa registered under his name, located in Triumph City, Minbo Republic..."

……

Minbo Republic, Triumph City.

At the gate of the villa, a hooded man rang the access control bell.

Soon, the access control screen lit up, revealing the face of a middle-aged man who looked like a butler. "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

The hooded man raised his head, revealing the face of Shadow Assassin Jack, and said seriously, "I have something extremely urgent that I must inform Mr. Mark Met."

Strive for failure

Let's try again tomorrow.

Chapter 151 This is the sound of lying

If a person of unknown origin asks to see the big boss, as a dutiful butler, it is of course impossible to agree immediately.

After a moment of silence, the butler said into the intercom, "Okay, someone will be at the door to greet you soon, sir."

After a moment, four security guards in black suits arrived at the gate and pressed a knob to open the iron gate.

"Sir, what should I call you?"

The leader of the four security guards gestured for them to come in.

Jack extended his hand. "My name is Ross, and I'm a painter."

The scene of shaking hands with four security guards at the main entrance and being led towards the butler's office was shown on the monitor screen.

The housekeeper glanced at the surveillance footage, then continued typing on his laptop, comparing the visitor's face with their personal information through special channels...

Soon, Jack, who was treated like a guest, was brought in by four security guards in black suits.

The butler sat calmly behind the table. When Jack came in, he asked in surprise, "Where is Mr. Smarco? I'm looking for him, not you."

"Please address the master as Mr. Mette," the butler said casually. "Are you that familiar with our master, calling him by his first name so often? I am the head butler of this mansion..."

Jack smiled and extended his hand.

The head butler shook hands with him perfunctorily, and continued, "Now there is the first and most important question: how did you know that the boss was staying in this villa today?"

In the end, the butler's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at Jack, not missing a single change in the man's face or body.

Jack remained unmoved. After shaking hands, he smiled and sat down on the sofa with his arms outstretched and legs crossed. He countered, "I said there was something extremely urgent that I had to tell Mr. Smarco. So, I ask you, does Mr. Smarco know about this extremely urgent matter? And do you know about it?"

The head butler calmly said, "Whether you know or not depends on what exactly this so-called extremely urgent matter you mentioned is."

“So you don’t know?” Jack laughed. “You see, someone like me who knows information you don’t is obviously a capable person. Since I’m a capable person, I can certainly get the latest information about your boss as well. And since I’m willing to come all this way to give you advice, I’m obviously a good person. Why are you eyeing someone as capable and good as me so covetously? Old sir, your gaze is quite frightening. Could you tone it down a bit?”

The head butler narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Just call me 'sir,' I don't deserve to be called 'old man.'"

“Life is tough. Is it so hard for me to exchange a piece of advice for a little money?” Jack said generously and sincerely. “I just don’t believe that your boss doesn’t even have a professional bodyguard. It’s just a meeting with your boss. There’s no need to be so nervous.”

“Bodyguards are certainly available…” the head butler pondered for a moment, “Please wait a moment.”

He picked up the phone on the table, said a few words briefly, and finally said, "Okay, boss," before putting down the receiver and standing up. He said, "Come with me."

"okay!"

Jack stood up from the sofa, turned around and whispered to the four bodyguards in black suits, "Go find the thing, and give it to me."

All four bodyguards were wearing glasses, so their expressions couldn't be seen. After hearing Jack's words, they all stood still.

The five men looked at each other for a moment, and starting with Jack, the four bodyguards all said the same thing in a chain: "This is indeed a bit strange."

All five of them rolled their eyes.

Each of the four bodyguards had a magenta pentagram symbol imprinted on the palm of their hand.

Soon the four of them quietly dispersed and went to other parts of the villa. As they were leaving, they brushed past a butler's assistant who was coming in.

The butler's assistant came in to take over from the head butler and watch the monitor. Seeing that the guest was still lingering in the room, he urged, "The head butler is waiting for you."

"Oh, you're here, you're here." The guest warmly extended his hand. "My shoelace came undone, I'm so sorry."

The butler's assistant shook hands with him perfunctorily, while glancing down and wondering why the guest's shoes didn't have any laces.

Before leaving, "Jingjie" glanced out the window and a small gray bird fluttered down and pecked lightly at the window.

He glared at Yan Que, then walked briskly out the door, continuing to follow the head butler.

The head butler frowned, somewhat displeased with his slow movements, but said nothing and continued to lead the way.

Soon, the two walked through the corridor and arrived at a room. A man and a woman were already waiting for them at the door. They nodded to the head butler and looked at "Jing Jieke" with stern faces.

"These two are the boss's personal bodyguards, Mr. Invers and Miss Ruili," the head butler nodded to them and introduced. "They are both professional civilian hunters."