As soon as they came out of the elevator, they saw the other family's mafia members guarding the corridor, wearing firearms.
Feitan's eyes were cold. Without saying a word, he moved his fingers, and then, his speed was as fast as lightning. He instantly rushed through the crowd, and twisted the necks of all the enemies with his bare hands, without making a single gunshot.
In terms of speed alone, he was the fastest person in the Troupe!
Then, ignoring the other Phyllis Family members, he walked alone toward the private room where the aura was present.
He was very angry... That he hadn't been selected to approach Oboro.
He needed to vent his anger...
And the remaining Phyllis Family assassins were used to this scene. They seemed to have a certain understanding of this little guy's temper.
They didn't dare to say anything... Because Feitan's eyes made them feel afraid.
They had an illusion that they would be killed at any time...
The casino's private room was actually a closed hall.
Feitan walked to the door, and kicked the door open.
He heard laughter coming from the room. It seemed like there were a lot of people.
He was going to kill them all...
With a bang, the door panel trembled violently, and then opened.
Feitan walked in, and saw a few mafia bosses sitting at the gambling table. However, the few leaders appeared very calm about his intrusion. It was as if they knew he would come.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Feitan narrowed his eyes.
His figure flashed, and he moved sideways by a few meters.
A row of flying knives was stuck in the ground where he had just been standing.
Then, he saw a man land from above, quickly close the door, and press one hand on the door. As his Nen ability was activated, the entire wall and windows connecting the door, all the gaps disappeared. The door merged into one with the wall, and the windows were the same.
The entire room was sealed off, and became extremely sturdy.
It was like a cage, trapping everyone inside, and preventing them from escaping.
And at the table, a few people who had originally dressed up as mafia bosses also stood up one after another.
"This is none of your business." One of them said to the middle-aged man at the table, who was the only one who was truly a mafia boss.
The latter looked back at Feitan, and turned to leave through a side door.
This person was the target that Feitan was going to assassinate!
What was amazing was that when this person walked to a wall, a small door appeared for him to pass through. After he left, that door merged with the wall again.
At the same time, the man who was standing at the entrance, and activating his Nen ability, also slowly got up.
"1, 2..."
Feitan counted. There were a total of six people. They were all Nen users, and... They seemed to be quite strong.
A trap?
Was it targeting him?
"Don't think about it. We're not from the mafia. We're from the Hunter Association... Aldama, you should remember him, right?" At the table, a man with short hair looked at Feitan, and said coldly.
The Hunter Association...
As soon as he heard these four words, Feitan immediately understood.
He had been schemed against...
The Phyllis Family and the Hunter Association together.
"He's a member of the spider? Hiss... This little runt?" On a light stand hanging from the ceiling, there was a lithe girl sitting. She was constantly tossing flying knives in her hand. As she moved, one flying knife turned into two, and then three... It was like a magic trick.
The girl looked down at Feitan, who was silent and cold, with some disbelief, and asked her teammates.
"Be careful. Even if he's an underage brat, the fact that he can kill Aldama and the others is enough to prove how dangerous these people are." Another person smiled.
Little runt, brat...
These few words clearly angered Feitan, and made the veins on his forehead bulge.
The fingers of his hands cracked, and Nen aura burst out from his body. He said in a cold voice, "There are only six of you..."
His tone was extremely contemptuous.
His killing intent was astonishing.
"You're quite arrogant. You don't need six people. Three people can kill you!" Above, the girl flipped over and landed on the ground, looking unhappy.
"Don't kill him. Our mission is to capture him, hand him over to the Association, and then have the Association hand him over to the officials."
The captain reminded.
"Tch..."
Feitan spat out a syllable from the corner of his mouth, and his body suddenly burst out.
The battle began!
...
Half an hour later, there were people coming and going on the street where the casino building was located.
With a bang, without any warning, the top of the towering building in front of them exploded. Countless pieces of glass were shattered, and fell like raindrops.
This made the crowd scream and scatter...
The deafening sound also caused some vehicles that were driving on the road to collide.
Looking up, billowing smoke rose, rose into the sky, and formed a dark cloud of ink.
People inside the building were also constantly running out, and there was also intense gunfire.
After a long time, Feitan, who was tattered and injured on the surface, walked out of the door... His damaged clothes were covered in blood, but most of the blood wasn't his.
His injuries seemed serious, but they weren't fatal.
Walking step by step to the side of the street, Feitan raised his head, looked at the fire in the sky, and let out a cold snort in the local language of Meteor City.
Translated... It meant 'trash'.
Then, he ignored the people around him, and disappeared around the corner.
And in the top floor, where black smoke and flames were running rampant.
All six of the Executive Hunters were lying in pools of blood, having died in the same way.
Some of them had been submerged by the falling broken stone slabs... And some were being baked and burned by the raging fire.
Their eyes were all open, and they couldn't close them in death... Their expressions were terrified.
The limbs all over their bodies were in strange arcs, twisting...
There wasn't a single place that was intact.
The most miserable one was the girl.
Even her eyes had been gouged out... And her mouth had been cut open. It was shocking.
In another city, a bloody drama was being staged in a manor guarded by armed forces...
This was the residence of the Sandy Family.
At this time, it had become a battlefield.
The assassination team, led by Mondale, was defeating the Sandy Family's mafia members at an alarming rate...
In front of powerful Nen users, ordinary firearms were of no use at all.
The Sandy Family seemed to have been warned in advance that the Ten Dons wanted to get rid of them. They had deployed a lot of manpower, and had also hired some Nen users.
Given Chrollo's cunning, the Phyllis Family's desire to eliminate the Sandy Family was a real thought... It wasn't acting.
Otherwise, Chrollo might have noticed something was off...
Chrollo also performed very well.
He used a dagger to slit the throat of a Nen user, and together with Mondale, entered the magnificent villa in front of them. Facing the dense gunfire inside, they began a second massacre.
Mondale and Chrollo cooperated quite perfectly, with detailed division of labor.
They quickly eliminated all the enemies in the hall on the first floor.
It wasn't that the two had a tacit understanding. Instead, it was that Chrollo was catering to Mondale's thoughts and actions, making the battle end more efficiently, and even more easily.
The credit... Was entirely due to Chrollo alone.
Mondale's body was soft like boneless, and he held a samurai sword, crawling on the ground like a loach. While his body was moving at a rapid speed, he attacked from an incredible angle, and swung his sword, cutting a Nen user in half at the waist.
"Go find the target."
Afterward, he got up and shouted at Chrollo.
Hearing this, Chrollo's eyes flickered... After pondering for a while, he rushed up the stairs.
Mondale watched his back, expressionless, and continued to counterattack the enemies who were charging over.
After going up to the second floor, although the number of enemies was even greater, they were all ordinary people who could be easily dealt with for Chrollo... The Nen users in this manor had almost all died. The Sandy Family's struggle, in the face of the Ten Dons' judgment, was simply futile.
However... The intense fighting sounds on the first floor soon subsided... The entire villa became much quieter.
Mondale and a few of his teammates... Didn't follow Chrollo, and delve deeper with him.
Chrollo stood at the entrance of the stairs leading to the third floor, slowly closed his eyes, lowered his head, and smiled softly: "You're really smart... It wasn't arranged from the beginning. Instead, the plan was gradually told as time went on... Otherwise, I would have definitely noticed it myself."
"When did I get exposed?"
"He... Seems to be very wary of me."
"In that case... Feitan and Franklin are also in trouble..."
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