Standing guard beside Oscar Salvatore Malas was the head of the Ambrosio Casino, Pablo Escobar, outwardly remaining expressionless.
However, inwardly, he sighed.
This was completely different from the Oscar Salvatore Malas he had seen in his youth, a man of eagle-like bearing, with a wolf's gaze and a hawk's eyes.
Of course, while he sighed inwardly, he harbored no other thoughts.
Like the thoughts of betraying him to seize power, replacing him as a new leader, or that it was now a younger generation's turn...
Pablo Escobar harbored none of those rebellious thoughts, such as wanting to hand over the position to someone with more ambition...
Because... he was also surnamed Malas, or more precisely, his full name was Pablo Escobar Malas.
Yes, he shared the same surname as this Dons, Oscar Salvatore Malas.
Oscar was Pablo's uncle.
As Oscar Salvatore Malas aged, this position would inevitably be his.
Especially now that the elite core members of their Salvatore Malas Mafia family had been wiped out by that savage-looking fellow wearing only underwear.
Pablo Escobar's ascension to power would be even more unobstructed and incredibly smooth.
From this perspective... To be honest, Pablo Escobar had to thank that savage guy for helping him eliminate so many competitors.
That's why, despite the casino, he was in charge of having such a huge blunder and mistake.
He was still able to continue unscathed, staying by Oscar Salvatore Malas's side in this secluded office.
Seeing his uncle so heartbroken and depressed, Pablo Escobar thought for a moment and said, "I'll go talk to the guests at the casino later and explain, and then send them a generous gift."
"As for Kute, since that group returned unscathed, Kute's men must have suffered heavy losses, so we can ignore them."
"Once the Shadow Beast takes care of that group on the rooftop..."
"After that, I'll collect their heads, some for a traveling exhibition in the underworld, some for the Hunter Association in exchange for payment."
Yes, even though they're all mafia, they still wear a mask on the surface.
Their United Trade Tower is a hub for cross-border trade. Mafias, after all, always need a convenient, clean channel for exchanging money, with a large flow of funds and a wide reach.
"Those bastards deserve to die, they almost ruined my important business..."
Oscar Salvatore Malas was still seething with anger.
But just then...
"What important business do you have?" A rather casual voice suddenly rose in the room.
The moment the sound rang out, Oscar Salvatore Malas felt a chill run down his spine.
Pablo Escobar, too, looked towards the corner of the room with horrified eyes.
A figure had somehow appeared and was now sitting on the sofa in the room. He calmly watched Oscar Salvatore Malas and the others.
"How did he get in?!"
This thought had barely crossed Pablo Escobar's mind.
Then, behind the man on the sofa, figures began to appear one after another.
"This sudden shift in space is making me want to vomit..."
"Well, it's not the vice-captain's own Nen ability; he stole it..."
"That's right, being able to teleport to this room like this is quite an impressive ability."
"Sorry, everyone, I apologize for the unpleasant experience. I'm not very skilled at using this teleportation Nen ability yet; I'll get better with practice. However... This nausea from traversing too many spaces is probably one of the limitations of this ability. Hmm, I should take note of that..."
The group of people who appeared behind the man on the sofa completely ignored Oscar Salvatore Malas and Pablo Escobar.
They were busy complaining to themselves, seemingly suffering from the nausea caused by the teleportation.
The last person to enter, the man with an inverted cross on his forehead, slowly closed the book in his hand before looking thoughtfully at the group of people who had arrived.
Yes, Chrollo successfully used his stolen Teleportation Nen ability to move the group to this hidden room.
This Nen ability, in the original storyline in Yorknew City, was used when Nobunaga was about to fight Hisoka.
He intervened and used this Nen ability to stop Nobunaga.
Unexpectedly, he had already stolen this Nen ability at this time.
"So, what's your important matter, Mr. Don?"
Luke sat on the sofa, looking at the uncle and nephew, who now had extremely ugly expressions, and asked in a very calm tone.
"How did you get here?!!"
Oscar Salvatore Malas stood up with an extremely ugly expression while staring intently at Luke sitting there, then he uttered those words with difficulty.
"Has no one taught you that you should answer the question someone asks before asking a question in return?"
"Have you even forgotten such basic manners?"
Luke shook his head: "With this level of skill, you're actually a member of the Ten Mafia Dons? Someone should have just replaced you long ago."
"I don't have the time to waste verbal sparring with you."
This guy, whose name Luke didn't even bother to remember, only knowing he was a member of the Ten Mafia Dons, wasn't worth his attention.
He merely turned his head slightly to look at Pakunoda beside him.
"They're yours, Pakunoda."
"No problem, captain."
Pakunoda replied, then walked towards the pair of uncle and nephew.
"What do you want to do?!"
Oscar, upon seeing this, roared like a lion once more.
He immediately reached for his musket, his life-saving weapon, from his waist.
However, before he could move...
Whoosh!
He felt a blur before his eyes, as if something had flashed past.
Then... Crack!
The crisp sound of bones snapping and breaking echoed in the secluded room.
"Aaaaah!!"
This was followed by the scream of Oscar Salvatore Malas.
"Don't move!"
Feitan, who appeared behind him, flashed a sharp, cold light in his eyes: "If you don't want your other hand broken too, you'd better behave yourself!!"
At the same time, Pablo Escobar felt the cold threads around his neck.
Even the slightest touch easily cut his skin, making cold sweat break out on his brow.
Under Machi's calm gaze, he dared not move.
Thanks to Feitan and Machi's cooperation, Pakunoda was able to place her hands on their shoulders without any resistance.
After a few moments.
"This Don, Oscar Salvatore Malas, his so-called important business was to find an opportunity to sweep away the wealth of the upper class of the Ambrossa City, as well as the assets controlled by the other Ten Dons throughout the city."
Pakunoda stated expressionlessly.
"His mind is completely filled with money."
At this moment, there was no trace of the former prestige on one of the Ten Mafia Don before her.