Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

"How did you kill him?"

"You want to hear it?"

"Of course, just don't spoil your appetite."

"No, saying it out loud... will only make me ate more."

"That happened during the Hunter Exam...at that time..."

93、Trap

Franklin suppressed his inner turmoil and listened as the man recounted how he had killed Phinks…

The murderer was right in front of him, but he dared not make a move.

On one hand, it was Kuroro's plan, and on the other hand, Franklin was not a reckless person. If he acted rashly, it might expose the other members as well.

The three demonic beasts mocked and ridiculed Phinks's fate.

The sick dog bluntly called Phinks trash and said he was overestimating himself... However, just as the porcupine was about to utter the words "Phantom Troupe," the quick-witted Owl covered its mouth and said that Oboro needed to rest and that the two of them should go out first.

After clearing away the dishes, only Oboro, Owl, and Franklin remained in the room.

Long was a little tired, so she lay down and fell asleep.

It seems like there's absolutely no guard up...

Fearing to disturb his rest, Franklin and Owl dared not utter a sound.

The ward was very quiet.

Franklin was thinking about how to contact Kuroro and Feitan. Something must have happened to them, otherwise... even if he couldn't get away for the time being, he would have found a way to answer the phone.

Time passes slowly.

The personnel handover took place the following morning.

Franklin left with Owl… He had wanted to find a moment to inform his companions, but he had no chance at all. Owl followed him like a shadow, even when he went to the toilet. Franklin’s calm demeanor and taciturn attitude seemed to have won Oboro’s favor. Sometimes he would even massage Oboro’s body. His large, rough hands and delicate strength, combined with his appearance, created a strong sense of contrast.

Franklin did this, of course, in order to deepen his relationship with Oboro.

"When I was little, I had to take care of many younger brothers and sisters..."

A few days later, in the ward, Oboro and Franklin were chatting.

"The environment in Meteor City... must be very harsh, right?" Oboro smiled slightly.

They knew that the younger siblings the other person was referring to were actually children from the church.

"We're used to it..."

Franklin was massaging Oboro's leg muscles.

"For us... being able to survive and grow up is already the best outcome."

“Hmm… The gang has always had dealings with Meteor City. We provide you with metals, supplies, and weapons, while you supply us with a constant stream of fresh blood. It is because of you that the gang has been getting better and better in recent years…” Long nodded slightly.

"Most importantly, the people of Meteor City are all very dedicated... It's probably precisely this 'unique' survival experience and environment that has shaped you in this way... Moreover, the Nen users among you are also quite strong..."

After saying that, Oboro changed the subject, "What is your Nen ability?"

"I am an Emission type, and my ability is 'Dual Machine Guns'."

Franklin raised his two modified hands for Oboro to see.

Meeting Oboro's gaze, Franklin seemed to know what he wanted to ask and nodded. "Yes, my ability doesn't require doing this... I can still release Nen bullets, but... I think this way the power will be stronger."

After he finished speaking, the knuckles of his hands fell off, revealing holes that looked like gun barrels.

Oboro's smile remained unchanged...

If my will were strong enough, I wouldn't have waited until now.

Franklin, with too many concerns... not a lone wolf, but someone who cares about his companions.

The owl beside him, his eyes sharpening behind his sunglasses...

My body is tense.

Franklin was also tempted.

The man in front of me is completely defenseless. At such close range, I only need one shot to take him down.

An opportunity within reach…

Kill him, and it will be over…

Franklin's throat bobbed involuntarily, but... looking at Oboro's smiling face, he ultimately didn't dare to make a move.

Killing Oboro would mean his death... That's a minor issue. The real problem is that Feitan and Chrollo, unaware of the danger, would also be in danger, as would the other crew members.

If it leads to the deaths of other members... it's not worth it.

"Not bad... After the modification, at least in form it matches your Nen ability quite well." Oboro looked at Franklin's palm and teased.

Meanwhile, Xiao loosened his fist, which was tucked into his pocket.

If it were someone like Uvogin or Nobunaga, they might have attacked him the moment they met him.

Each character in the group has a very distinct personality.

Franklin was too patient... This trait is sometimes a good thing, and sometimes... it's a burden.

“Let’s go, help me out for a walk,” Oboro said.

"Yes."

Franklin.

I have a lot of confidence in myself...

Oboro's actions just now led Franklin, who had regained his composure, to believe that the other party had completely regarded him as a trustworthy member of the gang; otherwise... they wouldn't have acted so rashly, and it might have been a test.

But I passed the test.

The task assigned by Kuroro has been completed!

Next, just wait quietly...

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Feitan, along with a Nen user from the Fils family, found a gang leader who needed to be cooked.

That is, the head of that small family that David mentioned.

The target was having fun at a casino at the time.

After entering the building, they went straight to the top floor, stepping into a restricted area.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw the other family's mafia guarding the corridor, armed with guns.

Feitan's eyes were cold. Without saying a word, he flexed his fingers and then, with lightning speed, dashed through the crowd, snapping the necks of all the enemies with his bare hands without eliciting a single gunshot.

In terms of speed alone, he is the fastest in the group!

Then, ignoring the other members of the Phils family, he walked alone towards the private room where a presence was felt.

He was angry... because he hadn't been chosen to approach Oboro.

He needed to vent his anger…

The other assassins from the Fils family seemed unfazed by the scene, as if they had some understanding of the short man's temperament.

They didn't dare to utter a sound... because Feitan's gaze frightened them.

There's a constant feeling that I could be killed at any moment...

A casino's private room is actually just an enclosed hall.

Feitan walked to the door and kicked it open.

He heard laughter coming from inside the house, and it sounded like there were quite a few people inside.

He's going to kill them all...

With a loud bang, the door shook violently and then swung open.

Feitan walked in and saw several gang leaders sitting at the gambling table. However, the leaders remained calm in the face of his intrusion, as if they had known he would come.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Feitan narrowed his eyes.

With a flash, he moved several meters to the side.

There was a row of throwing knives stuck in the ground where he had just stood.

Immediately afterwards, a man was seen landing from above, quickly...

He closed the door, placed a hand on the door, and activated his Nen ability. All the gaps in the wall and windows connecting the door disappeared, and the door and the wall became one. The same was true for the windows.

The entire house was sealed off, becoming exceptionally sturdy.

It was like a cage, trapping everyone inside and preventing them from escaping.

On the table, several men who had been dressed as gang leaders also stood up one after another.

“This is none of your business,” one of them said to the middle-aged man at the table, the only one who was actually a gangster’s strategist.

The latter glanced back at Feitan, then turned and left through a side door.

This is the very person Feitan wants to assassinate!

The amazing thing is that when this person walked to a wall, a small door appeared for him to pass through, and after he left, the door merged back into the wall.

At the same time, the man who had activated his Nen ability, standing at the entrance, slowly rose to his feet.

"1, 2..."

Feitan counted them; there were six people in total, all of them Nen users, and... they seemed to be quite strong.

trap?

Targeting him?