Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 219 The Spider's Third Leg

The deaths of Feitan and Shalnark plunged the entire Phantom Troupe into an unusually tense state.

This is not out of concern for their own safety, because spiders are never afraid of death.

At this moment, what filled the hearts of every member was only a pure, almost tangible, murderous intent.

They desperately wanted to find the murderer and tear him to pieces.

Franklin ended the conversation about the captain's trip to Liuying Kingdom, then turned his head to watch the man in the burgundy suit walk straight toward them.

Even as the man approached, Franklin and Porrolev remained seated, their expressions unchanged.

The newcomer stood ramrod straight, his narrow eyes gleaming with a sinister light.

"The Phantom Troupe?"

The man in the burgundy suit, hands in his pockets, scrutinized Franklin and Lev at close range.

He is Charles, the second-in-command of the local gang, the Ino family.

The fact that he came alone to meet Franklin and Porrolev shows that he is a person who is quite confident in his own abilities.

"A member of the Ino family?"

Franklin slowly wiped the pastry crumbs off his fingers with a tissue and asked a question.

The man beside him, Pedrolev, remained silent, staring at Charles with his eyes peeking out from between the bandages.

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the fierce aura emanating from the two men up close, and slowly pulled his hands out of his pockets.

No further confirmation is needed.

The two guys in front of me are undoubtedly members of the Phantom Troupe.

“That’s right, I am Charles of the Ino family, and I’m in charge of this deal.”

Although Franklin and Lev's aura was quite intimidating, Charles was no pushover either. As the second-in-command of the Ino family, he had seen many storms and was used to dealing with all sorts of dangerous people.

After confirming Shire's identity, Franklin got straight to the point: "As agreed beforehand, we will pay half of the payment first, and the balance will be paid after the matter is settled."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Charles fell into a brief silence.

original--

He wanted to raise the price.

But after sensing the dangerous aura emanating from the members of the troupe up close, he rationally suppressed such thoughts.

Despite having no basis whatsoever, he was absolutely certain...

The two spiders in front of him would kill him without hesitation, and wouldn't care about the retaliation from the Ino family.

"it is good."

After a brief silence, Charles agreed.

This simple response marked the official completion of the deal, which he personally oversaw.

Franklin and Lev got up and walked past Charles on either side.

On one side was Franklin's heavy footsteps, and on the other was Peelerev's almost silent footsteps; two completely different senses of oppression grazed Charles's side like blades.

"What a... dangerous monster."

Charles remained motionless, his knuckles slightly stiff, and cold sweat trickled down his back.

Only when Franklin's heavy footsteps faded into the distance did he finally turn around, but he could no longer see Franklin and Porlev; all he could see were the bustling crowds coming and going.

"call……"

Charles clenched his fists tightly, trying to ease the stiffness coming from his fingertips.

Ta-ta-

Just then, several members of the Ino family walked over from a distance.

"Brother Charles, how did the negotiations go? How much did you raise the price?"

One of the members asked with great interest.

Charles's gaze remained fixed on the direction where Franklin and Peelev had disappeared, and he slowly shook his head: "It didn't work out."

"what?"

Several of his men froze, exchanging incredulous glances.

Charles put his hands back in his pockets and frowned. "Forget about raising prices, right now... I think doing business with these monsters might be a mistake."

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After the deal was finalized, Franklin and Lev left Zhongyang City directly.

They drove an SUV, avoiding the highway and heading straight into the countryside.

As Class A wanted criminals, they can certainly roam freely, but they cannot use normal means of transportation.

Therefore, they arrived in Guganyu by smuggling, and naturally, they would also leave by smuggling.

A location in a plain area.

Moro's vehicle was parked on the grass.

Is this 'location' accurate?

After parking the car, Morrow looked at Kurt in the passenger seat.

Kurt was looking down at the life paper figure in his palm, feeling the regular vibrations at his fingertips.

Each tremor, like a heartbeat, conveys a message.

The greater the amplitude of the tremor, the closer the distance to the target.

This capability is not limited to tracking.

By carefully observing the changes in the paper figure's trembling frequency, one can accurately determine whether the target is moving away or approaching.

Based on this principle, as long as the target is chosen and the target remains stationary, the simple "tracking" can be transformed into an active "interception".

Abilities don't necessarily have to be acquired through following the rules.

When used properly, it can often produce unexpected results.

"precise."

Feeling the increasingly intense tremors, Kurt whispered, "The target is heading this way."

"it is good."

Moro got out of the car, walked a short distance along the rear of the car, then stopped and looked into the distance.

Guided by the Life Paper Man, they tracked all the way to Gu Ganyu, and finally located Franklin and Peeling Lev in Zhongyang City.

However, Moreau did not act rashly, but instead observed Franklin and Porlev's movements from a distance with sufficient caution.

Moro was in no hurry to make his move.

Furthermore, regardless of whether the Phantom Troupe has hidden traps, if the operation takes place in the city, the possibility of being exposed afterward is quite high.

With this in mind, Moro even restrained his "wait and see" approach.

Because of the constant guidance provided by the life-giving paper figure, there is absolutely no need to worry about losing track of it.

Based on this, there is no need for intensive monitoring of Franklin and Lev's movements.

That would actually increase the likelihood of exposure.

That's what Moro did.

Just like when they hunted down the swordsmen, they were frighteningly steady.

"coming."

A gray SUV came into view. Morrow immediately crouched down, reached his right hand into the grass, and pressed it against the damp sand.

Without a sound, a portion of his body manifested an aura that moved like a torrent to his right hand, which was pressed against the ground.

at the same time.

Franklin and Lev, in their off-road vehicle, immediately spotted a car parked directly in front of them, and...

Some distance from the car, Moro was half-squatting on the grass.

"They're coming for us."

A chilling killing intent flashed in Franklin's eyes.

For every member of the Phantom Troupe, encountering beings like bounty hunters is a perfectly normal occurrence.

But during this period of time...

Anyone who dares to attack them, regardless of their status as a bounty hunter or anything else, is considered a killable enemy. In their eyes, these people who come looking for trouble might be the murderers of Feitan and Shalnark.

Morrow stared at the gray SUV that showed no signs of slowing down. Even from a great distance, he could already "receive" the murderous intent emanating from Franklin and Pedro Lev.

"Did it trigger stress...?"

Based on his understanding of the Phantom Troupe, these capricious individuals would not usually reveal such blatant murderous intent immediately even if they saw a suspicious person suddenly appear.

Even the most warlike Uvogin, in this situation, would at most only be inspired to fight.

Therefore, Moro could roughly guess the reason—

The reason that prompted Franklin and Lev to react so strongly was most likely because of the deaths of Feitan and Shalnark.

"Has little effect."

Moro muttered something to himself, and the psychic energy covering his right hand suddenly condensed and disappeared.

"Flying Star Leap"

In an instant, a cross-shaped star suddenly lit up on the grass in front of the gray SUV, its eerie blue light mostly obscured by the grass blades swaying in the wind.

Just as half of the SUV's body passed the crosshair—

call out!
A streak of dark blue star shot out from the center of the star array and accurately hit the vehicle's chassis.

"boom--!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the violent energy instantly tore apart the steel skeleton.

The entire off-road vehicle disintegrated like paper, and a blazing fireball rose into the air. Fragments of shattered metal, carrying flames, scattered in all directions, drawing dozens of red streaks of fire across the night sky.

The scorching heatwave from the explosion swept outwards, bending the grass blades.

After Moro landed his first blow, he immediately stood up, his gaze piercing through the churning flames.

Franklin and Pedrolev emerged from the explosion looking rather disheveled.

The intense heat left obvious marks on their bodies.

Franklin's usually impeccably dressed robes were now covered in scorch marks, and his exposed skin had an unnatural reddish tinge.

Pedrolev was in an even worse state; the bandages wrapped around his body had been burned to pieces, with only a few charred strips of cloth still hanging on his body, fluttering in the hot wind.

"Release system?"

The attack came from underground, just a hundred meters away...

Even though Pedrolev wasn't good at analysis, he could still determine Moreo's Nen attribute at a glance based on his rich experience.

Nevertheless, he glanced at Franklin immediately.

Franklin nodded, confirming Porrolev's judgment.

And at this moment——

Moro's next offensive is underway.

A fluorescent green shooting star streaked across the sky, trailing a deadly tail of light.

As the shooting star streaked across the path, the violent airflow, like an invisible giant blade, cleanly sliced ​​open a deep gash in the grass.

Just as the flying star was getting closer and closer to its target, it suddenly split apart without warning, instantly transforming into hundreds of fluorescent green streams of light that poured down like a torrential rain, completely enveloping Franklin and Peeling Lev, who had just escaped the explosion.

Faced with the barrage of fluorescent green shooting stars, Franklin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he suddenly raised his strong arms.

His thick knuckles fell off neatly like the cover of a mechanism, revealing ten dark finger holes.

"Dual-handed machine gun"

A surge of psychic power gathered in the finger hole, and the next second—

"Da da da da...!!!"

Flames erupted from the finger holes, and dense diamond-shaped projectiles shot out like a storm, weaving a net of fire in the air.

next moment,
The fluorescent green shooting star and the diamond-shaped psychic bullet collided, triggering a chain of explosions, and the entire sky was instantly illuminated by a continuous burst of firelight.

The shockwave from the explosion uprooted the nearby vegetation, and in the scorching air, the remaining fragments of Lev's bandages danced wildly.

After Franklin extinguished the flying stars with his dual machine guns, he did not stop firing, but instead adjusted his direction.

The dense barrage of psychic projectiles instantly lashed out at Moro's location like a giant python.

But just as he made this counterattack, he saw Moro crouching on the ground, his hands pressed tightly against the grass, in the same posture as when he destroyed the off-road vehicle earlier.

"Ok?"

Franklin's mind flashed back to the image of the SUV's chassis being hit, and his fighting instincts instantly kicked in like an alarm bell.

Without hesitation, he forcefully cut off the transmission of the psychic bullet, his muscular body leaping out to the side with incredible agility.

Almost at the same moment he leaped to the side, a dark blue cross-shaped star suddenly bloomed where he had been standing, and a shooting star flew out from it, grazing the sole of his boot and soaring into the sky like a rocket.

Franklin's pupils contracted upon seeing this.

If he had reacted even a fraction slower, that dark blue flying star would have pierced straight into his crotch.

Caught completely off guard, the violent psychic energy will grind his internal organs like a meat grinder.

This is not alarmist.

Because he was in the "dual-arm machine gun" ability release state just now, most of his manifest energy was concentrated in his hands.

In this state, his defense, at least in his lower body, is very weak.

Forget about flying stars, even if a gun suddenly popped up from the ground and fired at his groin...

That was enough to take his life.

As Franklin was alarmed, a loud bang reached his ears.

He turned his head sharply and saw that Pelolev had been grazed by a stray star that suddenly appeared from underground.

The moment Fei Xing touched the psychic power peeled off Lev's body, it exploded violently.

The violent impact sent up a large amount of soil and grass clippings, and also sent Peeling Lev flying several meters.

However, thanks to the protection of "Strong", Peltev was not substantially harmed and landed steadily from mid-air.

Since the opponent split the attack intensity in two, the power was naturally less than the blow that destroyed the off-road vehicle earlier.

Just as Porrolev's feet touched the ground, a white python attacked from the side, biting at Porrolev's side.

The white python was actually a large amount of paper scraps controlled by Kurt.

Peeling Lev's eyes turned slightly cold. He originally wanted to use his transformation ability, but transformation requires a short pre-transformation animation, so it was obviously not allowed in this situation.

He decisively abandoned the idea of ​​transforming, leaped backward, and avoided Kurt's attack.

A white python made of paper scraps pounced on the grass, then suddenly exploded like fireworks, scattering a large amount of paper scraps that enveloped Peeling Lev.

"Ok?"

Peeling Lev's gaze sharpened, and the idea immediately popped into his mind to use his limbs to stir up the air currents and blow away these paper scraps of unknown ability.

However, the moment the thought crossed his mind, he was suddenly startled to find that his spiritual energy was receding like the tide.

"What!?"

Faced with this inexplicable situation, even the usually calm and collected Porrolev couldn't help but show surprise.

slam-la-

Immediately afterwards, Peelev felt the binding force coming from his body.

He looked down and saw a semi-transparent chain emerging from its "hidden" state, coiling around his waist like a venomous snake.

"It's hidden..."

Pedrolev then realized that it was this chain that had sealed his mental power, and his heart trembled violently.

"We must break free of these chains immediately!"

Lev's pupils trembled.

Sudden--

A sharp red light appeared before his eyes.

"Ok?"

Before Peskov could react, he felt a sharp pain on his forehead.

But Moro flashed in, gripping the red jade bird knife, and plunged it directly into Peeling Lev's forehead.

"How pathetic... It seems you'll never get a chance to use that transformation trick you were so proud of."

Pedrolev was shocked. Before his consciousness went dark, he heard Morona's voice, which carried a hint of contempt.

(End of this chapter)