Chapter 630: September 1st

Time passed in a flash. After Su Xiao received another ten Soul Crystals (Medium), the day of the auction opening arrived.

September 1st, morning.

Yorknew City was even more lively. The central area was jammed with traffic, and the continuous car horns disturbed Su Xiao's morning sleep.

"These broken cars."

Su Xiao sat up, the quilt sliding down to reveal an upper body that wasn't bulky but full of power.

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang sat at the dining table, holding a cup of hot milk with both paws, drinking it slowly.

For the past two days, the man and the dog had been living quite freely, collecting 5 Soul Crystals (Medium) every day. Nominally, they were protecting the public security of Yorknew City, but in reality, they were eating, drinking, and having fun, having visited several food streets.

"Woof."

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang barked, the look in his eyes clearly saying: "Master, where are we going to eat, drink, and have fun today?"

"The auction is about to start. We can't be as leisurely as before."

Su Xiao stood up. At this moment, the door was pushed open. Black Mary pushed a dining cart into the room. Seeing Su Xiao shirtless, Black Mary lowered her head.

"Breakfast is ready."

Black Mary secretly looked up at Su Xiao's shirtless upper body, the terrifying scars making her gasp.

Su Xiao walked to the dining table and sat down. At this time, Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang was playing a mobile game.

"Stop playing, eat."

Black Mary served the sumptuous breakfast on the table. Su Xiao, chewing food, looked at Black Mary.

"What time does the auction start?"

"6:00 PM."

"More detail."

Black Mary began to introduce the situation of the auction. Today was September 1st, and the auction would open today, but it would officially start at 6:00 PM. The daytime was just an opening ceremony, such as inviting famous singers to perform.

With the Ten Elders' financial resources and the underworld's style of caring about face, the daytime opening ceremony was grand, and the actors and singers invited were all very famous.

After 6:00 PM, the first auction would start. The first auction was semi-public, and those participating in the first auction were all underworld members. The auction that day was mainly to show the financial resources of those underworld members, so as to show their faces to the Ten Elders.

The first auction would end at 8:00 PM, and the second would start at 9:00 PM. This was the main event, lasting until 12:00 PM.

From September 1st to September 10th, there would be an auction every night, and anyone with enough financial resources could participate.

In the original plot, the auction was destroyed before it was even held. Su Xiao certainly wouldn't allow this to happen; he was still counting on continuing to collect Soul Crystals (Medium).

So, the Troupe coming to make trouble was equivalent to cutting off Su Xiao's financial path, and it was a windfall from heaven. Of course, he had to fight for his life, the kind where it was life or death.

Clang!

Su Xiao stabbed a piece of steak. He wasn't without a chance of winning against the Troupe. The Troupe members had a habit: in most cases, they wouldn't surround and attack an enemy. They usually did it in the form of a duel. Sometimes, even if a member died in battle, others wouldn't intervene, just continuing to take the field to meet the enemy after that member died.

This undoubtedly gave Su Xiao a chance. There were too many people in the Troupe, and of course, he wasn't a match if they attacked together.

Thinking of this, Su Xiao suddenly remembered the Qiyuezhe who had joined the Ten Elders' forces. These people had already used various methods to reveal the news of the Troupe's attack to the Ten Elders.

However, it was useless. The Ten Elders' forces didn't care about the Troupe at all. In their eyes, the Troupe was just a band of thieves with Nen-users, and the Shadow Beasts could handle it completely.

Su Xiao had long thought of the Ten Elders' attitude, so he didn't mention the Troupe at all. He just needed to act according to the predetermined plan.

That night at 5:00 PM, first floor of the auction venue.

Lights were on, and a large group of underworld personnel gathered in the banquet hall on the first floor. These people chatted with each other, comparing their achievements over the past year. These people had considerable status in the underworld, and the 6:00 PM auction was prepared for them.

On the roof of the auction venue, the night wind blew. Su Xiao detected the situation around him through the sniper rifle scope and the Apostle's Eye.

According to the original plot, the Troupe would attack the auction tonight, with the goal of robbing all the auction items.

Judging from the current situation, no Troupe members had appeared, and the nearby surveillance equipment hadn't captured the Troupe's tracks.

"Could it be that the Troupe changed their plan?"

Considering that there were Qiyuezhe, it was normal for the Troupe to change their plan.

Just as Su Xiao was looking for the Troupe's tracks, a slight sound came from the basement below the auction venue.

Crackle, crackle. A large crack appeared on a wall in the basement, and finally, a hole of considerable size appeared. A tall, burly man with extremely long earlobes poked his head out from the hole.

"If the location is correct, it should be here."

The tall figure squeezed into the basement through the hole in the wall. Although the hole in the wall wasn't small, it was still somewhat difficult for him.

The tall figure was named Franklin, a member of the Phantom Troupe, Troupe number 7, Emission Nen-user. After opening his ten fingers, he could fire Nen bullets. His personality was mature and steady, and he was the Troupe's peacemaker.

"This time it shouldn't be wrong, right? Shouldn't have let Shizuku take the map."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the pitch-black hole. A short figure jumped into the basement. The hole that Franklin could barely squeeze into was very easy for this man.

The man was about 1.5 meters tall, with long, narrow dead-fish eyes, wearing a black trench coat with a high collar that even blocked the lower half of his face.

This person was named Feitan, a member of the Phantom Troupe, Troupe number 2, Transmutation Nen-user. His personality was cold, and his hobby was torturing enemies.

"Accidentally lost the map, sorry."

A weak voice came, and a dazed glasses girl jumped into the basement. Her name was Shizuku, a Troupe member, Troupe number 8, Conjuration Nen-user, a newcomer to the Troupe.

The three members of the Troupe all entered the basement. Just at this moment, another figure jumped out from the hole.

"Too slow. If you drag your feet again, I'll kill you."

Seeing the person coming, Feitan's gaze was extremely cold.

"Sorry, a bit nervous."

The person coming apologized hurriedly, the look of fear being obvious.

"Tch."

Seeing this person's expression, Feitan was very unhappy. If it weren't for their Leader's instructions, this person would already be a corpse.

The fourth man to enter the basement wore a black robe. Although he hadn't been able to join the Troupe, he had found the Phantom Troupe Leader Chrollo Lucilfer three days ago through special methods and claimed to know the Ten Elders' forces like the back of his hand.

Needless to say, this guy was a Qiyuezhe, a very lucky Qiyuezhe.

"The auction is about to start. Hurry."

Feitan walked toward the upper level of the auction venue first, and Shizuku and the others followed quickly. The Qiyuezhe took a deep breath. He was still somewhat nervous. Undoubtedly, cooperating with the Troupe was like skinning a tiger for its hide, but this was an opportunity.

"Wait."

The Qiyuezhe spoke. Feitan and the others stopped and turned to look at the Qiyuezhe.

"Everyone, according to the information I have, now is not the best time to attack the auction. If you want to get the auction items, we'd better wait for the auction to start. Only then will there be an opportunity to get the auction items."

This Qiyuezhe understood the plot of the Hunter world, so of course, he knew that the auction items had been transferred by the Shadow Beasts. Attacking the auction now would only alert the enemy. His main mission had changed because of his contact with the Troupe. He needed to help the Troupe steal the auction items. Once successful, he would receive extremely generous rewards.

"Attack the auction?"

Feitan's eyes narrowed, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth hidden by the collar.

"How do you know we want to attack the auction? The Leader only instructed us to sneak into the auction. When the specific plan was explained... you weren't present."

Franklin looked coldly at the Qiyuezhe. ===== CHAPTER 631 =====