The hunter is the strongest killer in the Zoldyck family!

When the enemy sees the scissors in Killer Queen's hand, they usually think that Killer Queen's ability may be related to the scissors, and will not think of explosions.

Then, Killer Queen's explosive ability can catch the opponent off guard.

"However, there is a problem."

"Who is targeting me?"

"One is a coincidence, but two certainly can't be a coincidence."

"So what the Rift Demon said is very likely true."

"That is, he really did accept a commission to kill me on a killer website."

The first person that Ron suspected was the companion, or relative, of the young man who had mocked him on the ring and was killed by him.

“Those people, I remember that at that time, there were several of them together.”

"Find them and make sure."

The night passed quietly.

Ron got up early, washed up, and went downstairs.

Breakfast is served in the restaurant downstairs.

After breakfast, Ron went to the Sky Arena.

On his mobile phone, Ron has received information about his game today.

The time is set at 10 am.

There was still plenty of time before that, so Ron decided to look for those people.

"Based on the strength displayed by that young man, at most he is at the 30th level."

"So his companions won't be much worse."

"It's only been two days. Most likely, they are on the 10th to 15th floor."

"Not too much."

"The strength of those people is much worse than that of the current Sha Dasuo."

Ron pretended to stroll around and searched floor by floor.

As a member of the Zoldyck family, Ron had been trained in this area before. With just a glance, he could tell whether the other person was the target he was looking for.

This is a necessary ability for a killer.

Sudden.

A figure stood in front of Ron.

Ron raised his head and looked at the other person.

"Ron, can you talk?"

"What to talk about?"

"A big deal!"

Ron hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"can."

"This way."

The other party led the way and took Ron to a lounge, which was prepared for the players in the Sky Arena, but there was no one else there at this time.

Chapter 37: Can this little money be considered money?

"I watched both of your fights."

"I have to say, what a genius!"

"People like this are very rare in the entire Sky Arena."

"These two battles have already attracted a lot of attention."

"You have become one of the stars of the Sky Arena."

"Many people above the 100th floor can't compare to you."

"Cooperate with me, we can make a lot of money!"

“Wealth that will provide you with a lifetime of comfort and comfort.”

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Klose, an agent."

Ron looked at Klose and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The middle-aged fat man looked confident and seemed certain that he could convince himself.

However, Ron had already guessed what Klose wanted to do.

The Sky Arena brings together many, many people and has spawned many, many businesses.

After becoming famous, some fighters began to recruit disciples.

Some fighters are not only very strong but also very handsome and beautiful in appearance, so they will consider entering the entertainment circle.

Movies, TV, variety shows...

……

There are many ways to make money.

The greater your fame, the more leeks you can reap.

However, there are two businesses that are the biggest.

One is the competition dominated by the Sky Arena, and the ticket prices alone can bring in a huge amount of money.

The second is the opening.

Open the betting on the outcome of the game.

Countless people placed bets.

This is something that is naturally easy to like.

If you win the bet, you will become rich overnight.

If you lose leverage, you will lose everything.

There are countless such things in the Sky Arena.

"As long as you lose this match today, you can get 300 million ringgits."

"This means much more than just winning the game."

Ron nodded.

"Indeed."

Klose grinned.

"You agree?"

"Do not."

Ron shook his head and said.

"Compared to the prize money for the 70th-level competition, 300 million Jhinis is indeed not a small amount of money, but for me, 300 million Jhinis can also be called money?"

This is too little.

Ron remembered.

In the original plot, Killua went from the first level of the Sky Arena to the admission to the 200th level within half a year, and the total prize money Killua received was 2 million Ringi.

Even if Ron spent less time and played fewer games, the total prize money would be less.

But how much less can it be?

The higher the level of the Sky Arena, the higher the reward for winning the game.

Klose was stunned for a moment.

"You think it's too little?"

Ron stood up and said.

"I'm not interested in such things."

"There is only one thing you can pay me to do, and it's not the one you expect."

Klose's face darkened.

"Do you know the consequences of rejecting us?"

But, just as Klose finished speaking.

A strong murderous intent emanated from Ron.

Klose's expression suddenly froze.

This strong murderous intent made Klose feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

I didn't dare say a word.

"Don't come to me again, otherwise, I would rather lose money and do something."

Ron left the common room.

It was not until Ron had left for a long time that Klose moved cautiously and came to the door.

Only when he didn't see Ron did Klose breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he felt a little ashamed and angry.

"This brat!"

Klose recalled the scene just now.

"How could a little kid have such a terrifying aura? Who is he?"

Klose gritted his teeth.

"No, we can't just let it go!"

"If other people knew that I was suppressed by a little devil like this, what business would I still be able to run?"

When he thought of money, Klose's courage rose again.

Klose's eyes flickered.

"In the organization, I am just a cadre. There is no need for me to take the lead. Even if this kid is very powerful, those who take the lead in the organization will be the ones who suffer."

"If they fail, I will just leave this city."

"Over the years, I have accumulated a lot of money."

Ron searched from the 10th floor to the 15th floor, but did not find the young man's companion.

By this time, it was almost 10 o'clock.

Ron could only end the search and continue searching after the game.

"Ron the contestant?"

A staff member guides at the entrance.

Ron nodded.

Walk along the long passage.

A huge arena appeared in Ron's sight.

The opponent's player has arrived first.

There is a referee in the middle.

The auditoriums around were full.

From the looks of the spectators, Ron could sense that many of them were coming for him.

Indeed, I meet the conditions to become a supernova.