Because we cannot give them any breathing time, we must kill them as quickly as possible; otherwise, the casualties will be even greater.

In the arena, Owl was still shaken. If it had just been the five of them... without the help of other Nen users, even if they had managed to kill Franklin, at least two, or even three, would have died!

This was the result he calculated based on his experience and keen eye.

And yet, Oboro could defeat such a powerful enemy on his own.

He looked at Long who was walking towards him, and his heart was touched.

As for the reactions of his companions... Xiao found it ironic.

Previously, he thought that each of the Yin Beasts was very strong, and whether they acted separately or as a team, they could handle everything according to the Ten Elders' requirements! But now, he felt that... the others didn't have brains.

No wonder Oboro looked down on them...

"Do as I say, and handle it," Long instructed.

"Yes."

Xiao snapped out of his daze and nodded in agreement.

"Contact the Zoldyck family and prepare to set off."

Then, Oboro gave an order to a high-ranking member of the Phils family.

Then, with the help of others, she got into a black sedan and drove away quickly.

……

A few days later, the Hunter Association received the news and made corresponding adjustments.

The danger level of the mission to capture the Phantom Troupe has been increased, and those who wish to accept the mission must undergo strict screening and approval.

Furthermore, a professional arrest team is required.

In short, the message is... the involvement of the association is prohibited.

Almost none of the hunters in the cooperative are star-level. Although there are some powerful characters among them, overall, their level is still beyond what they can handle.

More than a dozen people died this time, and the team had no shortage of well-known experts.

Meanwhile, Kuroro and Feitan also arrived in the city where the hospital was located, hiding right under the noses of the association.

In an underground warehouse.

Kuroro, his body wrapped in bandages, sat quietly in a chair.

On either side are Machi and Paknottan.

Feitan was also there, having taken off his suit and returned to his previous attire.

"Kuroro, is it necessary to be so cautious? Why don't we just grab someone and let Pakunoda use her ability to sense them, then we'll know everything?" The fourth member of the Phantom Troupe, a figure with long gray hair, frowned.

He also hails from Meteor City.

“They know us well, they can't possibly be unprepared… A hasty attack would only alert them. If we really have to act, it's best to do it all at once… so they don't have time to react.” Kuroro glanced at…

The former explained.

"Why does he... know so much about us? He should have only met the swordsmen, and there was no interaction between them."

"Maggie said coldly."

"The only explanation is some kind of ability... I just had Paknotan test you, and there are no traitors among us," Kuroro said.

These words caused everyone's expressions to change slightly.

Although I felt a little uncomfortable... I can't deny that Kuroro's idea was right.

The first thing that comes to mind is that there must be spies of the other side within the group... that would be more reasonable.

"He calculated everything... From the very beginning, we were exposed, choosing Franklin instead of me and Feitan... The methods used to deal with Feitan were rudimentary because we were acting separately, while the trap set for me was real. Throughout this process, even the members of the Fils family were unaware until the very last moment... Now, there are only two possibilities. First, Franklin is still alive, and he wants to use Franklin to lure us out. This is his home turf, and the Association headquarters is not far away. He may have found the Association's experts and is preparing to ambush us. As soon as we step into the hospital... it is very likely that we will be completely wiped out."

The group was unable to contact Franklin.

Kuroro's calm words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

"cut."

Feitan turned his head away unhappily. Although the leader didn't say it directly, his words undoubtedly implied that Oboro hadn't put much effort into targeting him, and that he thought Oboro was a 'reckless fool'. On the contrary, the truly troublesome person was Chrollo.

"You mean... he already knows we're here?"

Uvogin, beaming with excitement, clashed his fists together. "Isn't that even better? Let's just charge straight there!"

"Didn't you understand? You'll all die..." Machi frowned and reminded him.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's not like we've really started fighting yet. We don't know who will die!" Uvogin's eyes widened, his pupils glowing red.

"..."

Machi was too lazy to explain any further.

"The second possibility is that Franklin is already dead... The second possibility is even more terrifying than the first one."

The only light bulb in the warehouse flickered, which, combined with his voice, sounded somewhat eerie and sinister.

"Why?" Nobunaga asked.

"The first possibility is that they want to eliminate us as quickly as possible, leaving no room for maneuver, indicating that Feitan and I were able to handle the Association's team beyond their expectations! The second possibility is that they don't take us seriously at all... they're playing with us, using us for amusement, toying with us. Although it's uncertain how much influence and power they have within the Association, judging from Netero and the hospital visits of some star-level hunters, they should have the ability to command stronger individuals to hunt down Feitan and me in this operation. They don't even need to find any top-tier hunters; simply increasing the number of people tasked with capturing us would suffice..."

A scene flashed through Kuroro's mind.

They are spiders clinging to their webs, while the black curtain above them has a pair of bright, gleaming eyes that watch their every move.

But he didn't do that…

Kuroro's words left Nobunaga and the others feeling somewhat incredulous.

If Kuroro's analysis is correct, then why was Oboro able to do that?

Why are we able to control them?

Aren't you afraid of anything happening?

What's wrong?

“He can see every step we take because he knows every leg of a spider and knows the direction we’re going… He probably knows every one of you.” Kuroro’s gaze swept over the members present.

"..."

The warehouse fell silent instantly.

How can this be?

They had never encountered Oboro directly...

What kind of ability is needed to do this?

"Then are we still going?"

Nobunaga asked.

Kuroro is the spider's brain; he is the key to deciding whether the spider moves forward or backward.

Based on their past practices, they would avoid danger if it was too great... They still need time to grow.

Franklin's death was an emotional blow to everyone, but they had no choice but to let it go.

"go with!"

Kuroro laughed. "The second possibility is most likely; perhaps he's already left..."

At that moment, the warehouse door was opened, and the two swordsmen returned from outside.

"There are still a lot of gang members guarding the hospital. It's uncertain whether the target and Franklin are still there, but the inpatient building has been damaged, so there must have been a battle," the swordsman said as he walked in.

"Where is the Yin Beast?"

Kuroro asked.

“From the outside, there don’t seem to be any Nen users… I don’t know what’s going on inside, and I don’t dare get too close,” the knight replied.

"Let's go."

Kuroro stood up and walked out the door first.

The other members of the group remained silent, standing to the left and right, following closely behind.

...

Fifteen minutes later, the group entered the hospital's accommodation.

His strange attire and aura drew sidelong glances from passersby and doctors.

They ignored everyone around them and headed straight into the hospital, to a specially designated restricted area.

"who?"

After a while, several armed mafia members stopped Kuroro, who was walking at the front.

Kuroro's steps did not stop.

Because a sharp glint of light suddenly appeared, cutting several gang members into pieces.

Without Kuroro giving any orders, the people around him instantly turned into black shadows and disappeared from the spot.

He then led the knight and Paknottan to a building a few hundred meters away.

"There's no hidden aura..."

The swordsman looked around.

“They’re just ordinary mafia members,” Paknottan added.

"It seems I guessed right, it's the second one."

Kuroro said calmly.

The swordsman and the woman fell silent.

Franklin is dead…

Bang bang bang!

Soon, gunshots and screams could be heard from all around.

The massacre began.

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