# Chapter 68: Return
On the first floor of the hotel, the Three Brothers of National Football leaned together. The entire first floor looked as if a tornado had swept through it.
The eldest brother of the National Football trio held a dark purple treasure chest in his hand. The Three Brothers of National Football were not opposed to killing—when their lives were threatened, they would also kill their enemies. They didn't have that kind of outdated sense of justice.
As long as the Three Brothers of National Football believed what they were doing was right, they would go ahead and do it. They simply didn't kill indiscriminately.
In the eldest brother's hand was Fenx's treasure chest. The yellow-haired Fenx had died very miserably, beaten to death by these three goofballs. The hammer's stun effect was no joke.
"Sure enough, hammers are justice. Cough, cough..."
The eldest brother coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. His chest was severely caved in. The second brother used what little mana he had left to heal him.
"Heal the third brother first. He's more seriously injured."
At this moment, the third brother of the National Football trio had lost one arm and one leg, and his body was covered in lash marks, injuries inflicted by Machi.
"Big brother... I saw an angel."
The third brother's pupils were somewhat unfocused, which greatly frightened the eldest and second brothers.
The second brother immediately started slapping the third brother hard across the face, alternating back and forth. After a few heavy slaps, the third brother's gaze actually cleared a bit.
"See what angel? You've lost too much blood and are hallucinating. Second brother, stop slapping. Third brother's eyes are rolling back."
"Oh? Oh."
The eldest and second brothers began healing the third brother. A few minutes later, the third brother's vital signs stabilized somewhat, and he slowly regained consciousness from near-coma.
"Second brother, I saw an angel just now, but that angel sister slapped me hard across the face. It hurt so much. Is it because I'm too ugly?"
Tears welled up in the honest third brother's eyes as he still recalled that 'angel.'
"That angel was really beautiful, but her hands were a bit rough. Second brother, is my face swollen?"
The third brother gently touched his face, which had swollen to the size of a pig's head, a hint of melancholy in his expression.
Hearing the third brother's words, the second brother silently looked at his own calloused hands.
"Maybe... the angel was in a bad mood. Third brother, don't think about it. Surviving a great disaster brings good fortune."
The eldest brother turned his head away. He didn't dare look at the third brother. The third brother's appearance was honestly a bit funny. He wanted to laugh because all three of them had survived.
Just then, footsteps sounded. Su Xiao walked down the stairs, holding the Dragon-Slaying Flash.
"Clown..."
The Three Brothers of National Football watched Su Xiao. Though they already had the answer in their hearts, they still couldn't help asking.
"Dead."
Receiving the clear confirmation, the Three Brothers of National Football breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't let down their guard. With the Clown dead, the team's common goal had disappeared. Internal conflict wasn't impossible. As the saying goes, one must be wary of others.
"Although the Clown is dead, the Niraplan Clan's offensive probably won't stop. In the final analysis, the Clown only orchestrated all this. We killed many Niraplan Clan members. They won't give up easily. But the Clown's threat is eliminated—the thorn in our throat is pulled out."
The eldest brother sighed. Though the three brothers were goofy, they had already analyzed the general situation.
"That's right."
Su Xiao walked toward the auction house. The second brother carried the third brother on his back and followed Su Xiao toward the auction house. Given the current situation, internal conflict within the team was unlikely.
The three brothers didn't ask about the fangirl's whereabouts. If she hadn't appeared by now, her chances of survival were slim. Perhaps she had left after the Clown's death? Maybe. The eldest brother glanced back at the hotel.
At this moment, Niraplan Clan members might appear on the streets. In their current state, the four of them clearly couldn't confront the Niraplan Clan head-on.
One thing puzzled Su Xiao: when they attacked the hotel, where had the Niraplan Clan gone?
After walking for a few minutes, Su Xiao found that no Niraplan Clan figures appeared on the streets. Just as he was moving toward the auction house, a sneaky figure emerged.
"Who!"
The second brother of the National Football trio held an energy hammer, warily watching the darkness where a pair of eyes gleamed.
"Going smoothly?"
Su Xiao looked toward the darkness, his expression relaxed.
Bubu Wang emerged from the darkness, covered in blue bloodstains.
"Woof."
Bubu Wang barked, a hint of sadness in his expression. He nodded and then shook his head, which puzzled Su Xiao.
Bubu Wang had too much to convey. Even Su Xiao took a few minutes to sort through it all before understanding Bubu Wang's meaning.
"So, a woman charged into the Niraplan Clan, and you took the chance to slip away?"
"Woof."
Bubu Wang nodded, his expression clearly saying, "That scared me to death. That woman was extremely strong."
"It seems the news here has already spread. It should be the auction house's gang members."
Su Xiao roughly guessed what had happened. The Niraplan Clan's numbers were too great. Although the area around the auction house was now sparsely populated, the Niraplan Clan came from the Dark Continent, where the law of the jungle prevailed. So after arriving in Youkexin City, the Niraplan Clan couldn't possibly follow the rules.
Once the Niraplan Clan showed signs of expanding outward, it would no longer be a conflict between factions but a racial invasion. The V5 organization wouldn't stand idly by.
In the original story, the Chimera Ants were stronger than the Niraplan Clan, yet a single Hunter Association dealt with them. The Niraplan Clan's fate was easy to imagine.
"So, the Niraplan Clan no longer poses a threat?"
"Woof."
Bubu Wang wagged his tail. This guy was just a bit startled, not injured.
Su Xiao walked out of the alley and openly headed toward the auction house. Bubu Wang trotted along behind him.
The Three Brothers of National Football exchanged glances.
"Big brother, should we go back to the auction house?"
"Go back for what? He won't allow the main mission to fail. As long as the auction house isn't destroyed, we can find a chance to participate later. We're injured now, and those contractors in the auction house aren't pushovers."
The three brothers decided not to return to the auction house and to observe from nearby for now.
"Brother ruthless."
The eldest brother shouted. Su Xiao turned to look at the three.
"Until we meet again." ×3
The three brothers struck their signature pose together.
"Mm."
Su Xiao continued toward the auction house. A few minutes later, he arrived nearby.
A faint smell of blood wafted through the air. The Niraplan Clan corpses on the street had already been cleaned up. The gang leaders of the Ten Elder organization were negotiating with some people wearing hazmat suits.
Those gang members were very polite—no, they were almost fawning.
Ignoring the gang members and the unknown faction's people, Su Xiao quietly entered the auction house. He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Where are you?"
"I'm... I'm at the auction house. Mr. White Night, how are you?"
"Come to the first floor."
Before long, Black Mary ran down to the first floor in her high heels. Su Xiao quickly walked toward Black Mary, grabbed her arm, and led her into an empty room.
"Wait, wait a moment. Um, a lot of people are watching."
Black Mary's face flushed. Her steps were hesitant, but she seemed to be playing hard to get.
Su Xiao pointed to the wound on his chest. Black Mary suddenly understood, and her face turned even redder.
Inside the room, a black rose floated beside Su Xiao, its petals falling one by one. When only two petals remained, Su Xiao's injuries had basically recovered. Though he had been seriously injured this time, he hadn't suffered any broken limbs.
The most troublesome thing inside him was the poison on the Tuanzhang's dagger. That would need to be slowly devoured by the Cyan Steel Shadow Energy.
Because of the unknown faction's intervention, the contractors in the auction house had already disappeared. After his injuries recovered, Su Xiao immediately left the auction house with Black Mary and Bubu Wang.
The night was deep. Su Xiao stood on the roof of a building far from the auction house. After observing for a long time, he put down his binoculars.
Fortunately, he had left in time. Otherwise, the subsequent matters would have been very troublesome.
...
The next morning, the auction house resumed normal operations. This was a condition Su Xiao had previously agreed upon with the Ten Elder Beek.
In a luxury hotel room, Su Xiao looked at the 20 Soul Crystals (Medium) on the tray before him. This was Beek's payment. The brigade had been nearly wiped out by Su Xiao. Beek didn't dare not pay, even though he was now a minor leader in the V5 organization.
Su Xiao had made Beek a minor leader in the V5 organization, and of course, he would find a way to control him.
With the Clown dead, the Niraplan Clan was doomed to a bad end. Or rather, they couldn't have ended well from the start.
All enemies that needed to be dealt with had been dealt with. Su Xiao could use the remaining mission time freely. Unfortunately, due to mission restrictions, he couldn't leave Youkexin City.
Just as Su Xiao was considering how to gain benefits in Youkexin City, a notification from Reincarnation Paradise suddenly appeared.
[Notification: Detected that all members of the Phantom Brigade (remaining 2) have left Youkexin City. Main mission has been defaulted as completed.]
[Due to the forced change of the main mission, mission rewards are doubled.]
[Notification: The Hunter will return to Reincarnation Paradise in five minutes.]