Chrollo unconsciously rubbed his fingers with a hint of anticipation in his heart.
"Contact Shalnark later. After Uvogin finishes venting, have him come straight over."
Luke added, not forgetting to remind him: "Also, how's Franklin doing?"
"Franklin has been keeping an eye on that building."
Phinks replied truthfully: "So far, there hasn't been any movement from there."
Previously, Shalnark, Franklin, and Machi had been sent to check the surroundings.
Shalnark and Machi focused on the casino; Franklin's target was the Don behind the United Trade Tower. If that, Don, dared show his face, Franklin, always watching from the shadows, wouldn't mind sending him to meet his underlings who were already down below.
"Keep Franklin watching; he's one of the few skilled long-range attackers among us."
Luke instructed.
After several years of training, the members of the Phantom Troupe had gradually found and developed their own Nen abilities.
Franklin, an Emission type, still chose a shooting ability like the Double Machine Gun. It was perfect for long-range sniping and assassination.
Even at close range, his Nen bullets, with their powerful penetrating force, could easily turn a person into a sieve.
…
After Luke arranged everything, there was no need to leave any more guards at the base.
The target had been locked in, so naturally, all forces had to be mobilized.
After all, the other side was a top-tier criminal organization; this level of respect was necessary.
Even Chrollo was planning to personally take action, so the others would naturally follow.
"Hopefully, that idiot, Uvogin, will arrive a little slower."
Phinks clenched his fists. "Otherwise, with only five of them, we won't have enough to go around!!"
Phinks had witnessed Uvogin and Nobunaga's actions in the casino.
Unlike Uvogin and Nobunaga, Phinks had been itching to join the fight.
Nobunaga touched his neck, which was no longer bleeding much, seemingly unconcerned.
He had no intention of seeking revenge; the other side was going to die sooner or later anyway.
So, following the direction indicated by the Radar Cane, a marker based on the features left behind by Iron Jaw, everyone in the base, including Pakunoda (who wasn't considered a combatant) and the newly joined member, Bonolenov Ndongo, the entire group was mobilized while taking advantage of the boundless darkness.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
They swiftly raced towards the location where the Kute Gang of Thieves were hiding.
Meanwhile, Iron Jaw and Violette, who had already retreated, had returned to their group's base and rejoined the others.
In a remote corner of a central street in Ambrossa, a half-lit neon sign read, little style bar.
On the top floor that resembled a hidden speakeasy, in a large private room...
"So, you ran into two troublemakers at the casino, guys claiming to be from the Phantom Troupe, right?"
A deep voice came from a corner of the room.
"There should be more than two."
Violette replied while polishing her crimson nail.
"I can sense that there are other guys watching us in the crowd."
"Those gazes, and those of the two we fought, are essentially the same."
Violette had been through so much that her sense of danger was beyond the imagination of most people.
Otherwise, she wouldn't still be active in this world as a member of the Kute Gang of Thieves.
"I'm not like those other two idiots, easily falling into the hands of the Hunter Association after trying to poach the Two-headed Wolf."
Violette's tone was full of disdain and mockery.
"They can't even catch the Two-headed Wolf despite going together, what a trash."
Iron Jaw, on the back, nodded in agreement: "I wasn't really in favor of having such an idiot join us in the first place..."
"Besides tarnishing our Kute Gang of Thieves' reputation, I don't see any value or usefulness in them."
Clearly, both Violette and Iron Jaw were quite dissatisfied with the two fools who failed in the Daragas Forest Wildlife Park.
They didn't consider them members of the Kute Gang of Thieves at all.
Those two guys' presence completely lowered their status and tarnished their group's reputation!!
"You can't say that..."
A slightly flippant voice came from another corner of the room: "Every team needs cleaners to sweep up the trash and clear away the clutter."
"Their role is indispensable."
The sarcastic, undisguised mockery was blatant.
"But let's talk about that Phantom Troupe you encountered before."
The one with a flippant voice continued nonchalantly: "How strong are they?"
"Pretty good."
Violette seemed quite impressed: "One of them is bigger than Iron Jaw, and very strong, even able to defeat..."
"I'm not good at strength-based attacks!!" Iron Jaw interrupted forcefully, trying to save face.
He wasn't an Enchancher-type and still went head-to-head with someone, only to get beaten so badly that he kept vomiting blood.
Violette pursed her lips, ultimately deciding not to expose her colleague.
Iron Jaw was different from those two fallen fools; his abilities were incredibly useful.
The reason their group was able to escape so easily and safely was largely due to Iron Jaw's special abilities.
"The other one uses a Katana. You can tell he's quite skilled with it, and his observation skills are excellent."
Violette continued: "At least, he easily saw through my silk thread."
"The key is... They're all very young."
"Oh? Such promising talents?"
The one with a flippant voice now held a hint of interest.
As long as they were young, they were just promising in their eyes.
"So your idea is..."
A deep voice echoed again from the corner of the room.
"I have high hopes for them and want to recruit them."
Violette said frankly. "But clearly, they don't have that intention, and their purpose is very clear."
"They're after us."
"Heh, many people are after us. Which group are they from anyway?"
The one with a flippant voice was now filled with disdain.
"But since they've chosen to oppose us and rejected your invitation, there's nothing more to say."
"Next time we meet, to show my appreciation for their courage in challenging us, I'll personally send them on their way."
That was not an empty boast but the confidence they have in their group. Remember, they were a world-class crime syndicate with countless people who wanted them dead.
Even the Hunter Association had many professional Blacklist Hunters targeting them. Yet they still lived freely and arrogantly.
That Phantom Troupe that suddenly appeared, whom they had never even heard of before.
The members are probably all quite young, and they're likely here to seek revenge because of some things they did in the past...
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