"Hmm."
David seemed very satisfied with his attitude, and said, "Mondale has already told you, right... Currently, an important client of our Phyllis Family is recuperating in a certain hospital. Due to some circumstances, they need to be protected with emphasis... The Sandy Family's matter also requires the mobilization of some manpower. I love talent, as long as you are willing to be loyal and do things, you won't be treated unfairly in terms of material things and future prospects."
"Yes!"
Chrollo rose and responded.
"So... Which one of you three is willing..."
David was halfway through his sentence when the captain, Mondale, suddenly said, "Let's have Kumubo go. His ability is of the Emission type... He can create a powerful suppression of the enemy. At a critical moment, he can also buy time."
Kumubo was the fake name that Franklin was using.
Chrollo frowned imperceptibly, but quickly recovered.
David's gaze fell on Franklin, who had extremely long earrings and was burly.
"Since it's Mondale's recommendation, then it's you..."
"Yes."
Franklin glanced at the leader, Chrollo, and took his orders.
"In addition to the Sandy Family, there's also a small family that seems to have just risen recently, and doesn't quite understand the rules... Have their boss replaced." After finishing the arrangements, David got up and left. The underworld beast, Worm, followed closely behind, and his gaze lingered on Chrollo and the other two.
"Take care."
A group of Nen users, led by Mondale, bowed neatly to see the head of the family off.
"You've also heard what the head of the family said. Deal with Sandy and that small family as soon as possible."
Afterward, Mondale looked at the members, and instructed, "Split up and act... Sean, you guys follow me. The rest form another team, and go to that small family..."
As Mondale pointed his finger, Chrollo and Feitan were separated, and assigned to two different groups.
Sean was the alias that Chrollo was using.
Chrollo's expression didn't change. He was observing Mondale's facial expressions... And the information that his eyes were releasing.
His mind was also replaying David's body language, including the tone of every syllable.
The so-called important client was the real mastermind behind the Phyllis Family.
Oboro!
If David had directly named Franklin, Chrollo would have felt that something was off... Because as a high and mighty big shot, David knew nothing about their situation, or rather, he wouldn't have been interested in understanding their abilities. And this job was extremely important, and couldn't allow for any carelessness.
Directly selecting Franklin... Was unreasonable.
But at the beginning, the old man clearly wanted them to recommend themselves. It was Mondale, who knew their methods and situation better, who had given the suggestion.
He had also analyzed the usefulness of Franklin's ability appropriately.
That was indeed the case...
Normally, Mondale wouldn't interrupt. At this juncture, he had spoken first... It was clear that he knew the seriousness of the matter, and... David hadn't been dissatisfied or angry, and had directly agreed.
There were no suspicious points...
The guard team members who had gone to the hospital hadn't returned... Pakunoda and the others didn't dare to expose themselves easily, so the Troupe knew nothing about Oboro's current situation, how injured he was, and how he was recovering.
The only people they could contact were David and Mondale, but they couldn't take action against these two yet... It wasn't time yet.
In a short moment, all sorts of thoughts flashed through Chrollo's brain, and he made deductions...
According to the usual rules... As the brain of the spider, he would have two people following him wherever he was.
But now he had been separated...
Was it intentional?
Or was it?
Franklin and Feitan looked at him together.
Chrollo made a small, imperceptible movement with his hand, telling the two to calm down.
Judging from the previous situation, the mafia definitely didn't know their true identities and information... And after a few months of infiltrating the Phyllis Family, Chrollo believed in his own judgment.
Before this, neither David nor Mondale had discovered their purpose.
In other words, the three of them were safe.
"Even if the prey is awake, based on his arrangements, he's only met Shalnark... He doesn't recognize us. So... The risk isn't great."
In the end, Chrollo walked out with the other members of the group under the gaze of Feitan and Franklin.
The meaning he revealed was already very clear... Follow the Phyllis Family's orders first, and then wait for him to deploy.
"Relationship."
As Chrollo passed by Franklin, he conveyed two words in a voice as thin as a mosquito's.
Franklin understood.
After he entered the hospital and saw the prey, he shouldn't act rashly. Instead, he should first establish a good relationship with Oboro, this Ten Don, and gain the other party's trust.
"Kumubo, come with me!"
Mondale urged.
Franklin followed the former and left alone.
"Tsk."
Only Feitan was left, his eyes cold, and he made an unhappy sound in his mouth.
It had to be Franklin... Why wasn't it him?
But... It didn't matter. It was just a matter of waiting. They wouldn't let Oboro die easily. The leader had already promised him that after capturing the Ten Don, he would hand him over to him to vent his anger. He could do whatever he wanted...
...
On the other side, David returned to his private bedroom, and stood by the window, looking at the guard members who were successively getting into the cars in the square outside.
Especially Franklin...
His eyes were cold.
As a puppet on the surface, the old man didn't care... He understood Oboro's arrangements and intentions for him. He was so old, and could still play a bit of a role... To help the young lady, he was willing.
The only person he cared about, from beginning to end, was Phyllis Lily.
And Phyllis Lily cared about Oboro... So, he was also willing to be Oboro's pawn.
Oboro was very important to the young lady.
In other words... To him, Oboro was also very important.
Anyone or anything that threatened this relationship had to die... Even if he had to pay any price.
Every move, including the words and expressions, in the hall just now had been explained by Oboro in advance... David was just acting according to the script.
The information conveyed to Mondale was also very limited.
"These three people are not at the same level as the other trash, including Mondale. I can smell the scent on their bodies..."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind David.
It was the underworld beast, Worm.
"Scent... If you're lucky, you'll see that adult... At that time, you can feel his scent again."
David said indifferently.
"That adult..."
The underworld beast was clearly a bit curious.
He had heard some things... Outside the hospital.
Oboro, who was now able to take action initially, stood next to a tree trunk.
He raised his head, and under the branches, there was a black spider lying on the newly woven web, waiting for life to throw itself into the net.
A butterfly flapped its wings and flew over, and unfortunately got stuck in the spider web, unable to break free.
The spider web trembled lightly. The spider received the signal, and quickly crawled over, using its chelicerae to bite the prey, and inject venom... Turning it into food to fill its stomach.
In a short while, the originally beautiful butterfly turned into dust, and fell from the air. It had been eaten clean.
This was a ferocious and hungry spider... It hadn't wrapped the food in silk to preserve it.
Oboro's eyes shifted slightly, and he saw the bird standing on the treetop.
It was the size of a palm, and had gorgeous feathers...
This bird had been watching the whole process of the spider from hunting to predation. The moment the spider finished enjoying the delicious meal, the bird shot up like an arrow, and the speed and power of its rush instantly shattered the spider web. Its hard beak also accurately caught the spider, and then flew into the sky.
"Adult... They're here." At this time, a high-level member of the Phyllis Family came from behind, and said softly.
"Hmm."
Oboro responded.
He withdrew his gaze from the bird, which had turned into a black dot, and slowly turned around.
He was wearing a white hospital gown, which was very loose, and looked a bit like a robe. He was holding a cane in his hand... He still looked a bit pale and weak. He couldn't do too much activity every day now. Once he walked for too long, he would feel tired.
So... Having a cane would save a lot of trouble.
After a long while, a large group of mafia members walked over from a distance. The five people in the lead weren't dressed in traditional mafia attire, and were only wearing casual clothes. But Oboro was very familiar with their appearances. They were the Shadow Beasts.
The person walking in the front was Owl, who was wearing sunglasses, had grayish-brown hair, and was wearing a pair of slippers.
His image was slightly sloppy, and unkempt.
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