And that time, coincidentally, his opponent possessed the ability to create a vacuum space.
As everyone knows, sound cannot be transmitted in a vacuum.
That was the only time he couldn't gather any information, but it wasn't a major problem.
After that, wherever sound existed, his information gathering would never fail.
It could be said that their group didn't tolerate idlers. Almost everyone had their own purpose.
And their abilities were perfectly combined, all highly suited for stealing.
"So, that tall, muscular guy probably didn't come, and the Phantom Troupe probably didn't have more than seven people."
Mute thought silently: "And there's no sign of any tall, muscular guy hiding or lying in ambush nearby."
"In other words, they didn't set any traps or backup plans; they just charged straight at us..."
"They didn't even have all their men ready before coming. Looks like they are really confident in their strength, thinking they have got us cornered..."
Thinking of this, Mute felt no anger.
Since the enemy underestimated them so much, and was so blindly confident... for them, this was a good thing!!
It allowed them to better seize the opportunity and completely destroy the enemy!!
In an instant, Mute, who was in the dark corner, activated his sound perception Nen ability to its fullest extent.
Just then... Boom!!
The door of the dilapidated tavern was blasted open.
"We've come to collect your heads!!"
Phinks' arrogant voice rang out: "I know you're here, come out!!"
They hadn't intended to hide at all.
Dealing with a group of thieves like this, ambush and assassination were their expertise; they were the real experts.
Starting from their strengths would be laughable.
It's better to storm their doorstep, a direct assault, giving them no chance to maneuver.
But alas...
"Hmm?!!"
Phinks' eyes narrowed abruptly as he broke down the door.
Before him appeared a series of white mirrors shimmering with silver light.
"A world of mirrors?"
The trap specifically set for them was now brazenly laid out before Phinks.
It made him hesitate, and his steps stopped.
"What? Didn't someone say they were coming to take our heads?"
A mocking voice came from within the mirrors: "What? All you can do is talk?!"
"You talked so boldly, yet don't even have the guts to step inside?!"
"Who's the coward here?"
Kakradi used a classic provocation technique.
This method is most effective against those powerful, overconfident Enhancers.
Previously, quite a few arrogant individuals, or those exceptionally confident in their abilities, had entered his Mirror Parasitism domain.
And then... Nothing happened.
Within his own territory, if he couldn't win, why even have such an ability?
Well, regarding this, Cheetu has a lot to say.
The Nen ability he developed for himself was a recipe for disaster...
However, it's clear that Kakradi wouldn't make such a basic mistake.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be a member of the Kute Gang of Thieves.
And Phinks naturally knew this too.
Even though he was being mocked to the point of bulging veins, he remained unmoved.
"Very well, I've memorized that voice."
Phinks' eyelids, devoid of eyebrows, bulged. "After you have all been taken down."
"I will carefully twist that head of yours with my own hands!!"
"Hehehe..."
A disdainful sneer came from the mirror: "Cowardly wimps, you're spouting nonsense again."
However, no matter how much sarcasm and mockery came from the mirror, it didn't elicit any action from Phinks and others.
Only their increasingly calm and chilling eyes revealed their inner thoughts.
"Even when furious, they can stay that calm?"
"This isn't something an ordinary Nen user could do."
"And..."
"Their emotions are completely restrained; it's utterly calm."
Violette, hiding in a dark corner, was somewhat surprised: "Not a single trace has leaked out."
"I was originally thinking of trying to collect their emotional energy..."
Their boss, Kute, was meditating, refining, and combining the emotional energies they had gathered.
All for the purpose of forging a treasure, the Stone of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
Originally, Violette thought these opponents would provide a lot of emotional energy.
But now it seems...
"But where did that big guy go?"
Iron Jaw also noticed something unusual.
"Did that guy not follow them here?!"
"It seems there are more than just seven of them."
The group chatted casually while hiding.
There were far too many people coming to seek revenge on them.
During this time, many Nen users with tracking abilities located their positions.
However, without exception, those who dared to cause trouble were all sent to the underworld to reunite with their families.
In their view, this time, regardless of the size of the opposing force, it was pretty much the same as usual.
Even if the opposing force might indeed possess some strength.
But with the four main members of the Kute Gang of Thieves present, and their leader, they held the home-field advantage, the advantage was on their side!!
However, they hadn't considered that the opposing force had no intention of playing the home-field advantage game with them.
"In places like this..."
Bonolenov Ndongo, standing behind Phinks, silently stepped forward.
"We just need to destroy all the mirrors."
"Of course I know that..."
Phinks was already preparing to roll up his sleeves and rotate his arms: "It will just take some time and effort to break them one by one, but in the process, I didn't know what other tricks the opposing force might have up its sleeve. "
"No need for that..."
Having seen through Phinks's intentions, Bonolenov Ndongo said in a deep voice: "I have a better way."
"A way to solve this once and for all."
Letting Phinks smash mirrors one by one, who knows what might happen?
And the other side simply wouldn't stand by and watch Phinks destroy the mirrors, letting him do as he pleased.
So... Bonolenov Ndongo decided to take action.
This was his first time taking action since joining the Phantom Troupe.
"You?"
Phinks glanced at Bonolenov Ndongo with slight surprise, and after seeing that the latter didn't back down.
After a moment of silence, he turned around and stepped aside.
Bonolenov Ndongo clearly knew Nen; otherwise, he would never have passed Franklin's test.
The warriors of their Gyudondond Tribe, with their strong and demanding constraints, were naturally made excellent Nen users.
Their Nen abilities were naturally extremely powerful.
"Perfect timing. I'm also quite curious about what kind of abilities this newcomer has..."
Phinks said while rubbing his chin as he backed away.
Then, he and the others behind him saw Bonolenov Ndongo begin to dance.