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Chapter 69: The Cuckoo Occupies the Magpie's Nest
Ronin didn't care what Owl thought.
Chakra threads easily pierced Owl's body. The next second, Owl opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Neon had the good sense to step forward and untie the ropes binding Owl.
Ronin shot her an approving glance. With a slight twitch of his finger, Owl stood up from the chair.
Kurapika moved his chain, decisively returning the ability to Owl.
Ronin observed carefully. Soon, aura surged from Owl's body, and the Fun Fun Cloth materialized quickly in his hand.
The whole process only showed Owl's body being a bit stiff!
The Fun Fun Cloth covered the chair. The moment the massive cloth covered it, the chair began to twist and shrink. In less than a second, everything stopped, and where the chair once was, only a tiny cloth bundle small enough to be held by two fingers remained.
"Not bad," a satisfied smile appeared on Ronin's face.
But this smile, whether in Neon's eyes or Kurapika's, tasted somewhat villainous.
Yet Neon marveled at Ronin's methods.
"Your abilities are truly myriad. It's like you can accomplish anything you want to do. What an amazing Specialist," Neon was envious.
In the team, only she, the natural awakener, was a "single" Specialist ability user.
The other two were complete freaks!
Ronin had no intention of explaining, and even if he did, they probably wouldn't understand.
"Let's go," Ronin made the Fun Fun Cloth appear in Owl's hand again.
This time, the cloth didn't cover something else; it covered Owl's own head.
The next second, Owl vanished from their sight.
Only the Chakra threads on Ronin's fingers remained connected to Owl, leading all the way into the small bundle.
Tying all the Chakra threads to his little finger and putting the bundle containing Owl into his ninja pouch, although the threads were obvious, it served as a disguise.
At least compared to the benefits of controlling Owl to use the "Fun Fun Cloth," Ronin could completely accept this minor drawback.
Yadan Hotel, a relatively famous star-rated hotel in Yorknew.
People staying here were either rich or noble.
After the meeting with the Ten Dons ended, Raymond returned to the Yadan Hotel simply because it was one of his properties.
Although his estate was secret, it didn't give him as strong a sense of security as his own turf.
Pity Owl was likely dead. The only person he could still use was a substitute Shadow Beast member, Mole.
Mole was a亚人 (demi-human) with a short stature and hands that looked completely non-human.
He had always been suppressed by Owl, but he was a top expert among the Mafia. Now that Owl was likely dead, he naturally had thoughts of moving up.
But he also heard that he wasn't among the personnel Raymond recommended for the next generation of Shadow Beasts, which he couldn't quite understand.
Raymond had no intention of explaining to Mole.
Instead, he was actively contacting hitmen. The Ten Dons' meeting had passed the proposal to hire professional killers to deal with the Phantom Troupe.
Raymond had hired the Zoldyck Family before.
Their efficiency in completing missions was impeccable, and their service was thorough. The only downside was the price.
But Raymond didn't lack money.
So when he thought of hiring hitmen, his first thought was to contact the Zoldyck Family.
"Actually, if we can separate the enemies, I'm confident I can solo kill a Troupe member," Mole couldn't help but step forward.
A shrewd look shone in his small eyes.
If the money for hiring hitmen were given directly to him, he could definitely complete the mission more perfectly than any so-called killer.
Although he couldn't beat Owl, he was very confident against Worm among the Shadow Beasts.
Unfortunately, each of the Ten Dons could only contribute one member to the Shadow Beasts, so as long as Owl was above him, he had absolutely no chance of becoming a Shadow Beast.
As for the Shadow Beasts being wiped out by the Phantom Troupe.
In Mole's view, the Shadow Beasts were just too stupid and arrogant!
If it were him, even if he was stronger than the enemy, he would choose a sneak attack instead of mixing with those gun-toting ordinary mobsters to attack the Troupe.
Raymond frowned slightly.
But before he could say anything, an abrupt sneer rang out in the room.
"A short, stubby melon like you wants to challenge the Phantom Troupe? Don't make me laugh, okay?" Ronin entered from outside the window.
Earth Style: Super Light-Weight Rock Technique gave him unparalleled mobility.
He just didn't expect to hear such outrageous remarks from that dwarf-like guy as soon as he arrived.
The loose Ten on the guy looked to Ronin even worse than those disabled challengers who had been "baptized" at Heaven's Arena.
Completely unimpressive!
Where did he get the confidence to think he could deal with the Phantom Troupe like this?
Did he plan to kill them by telling jokes?
"Who are you?" Mole fulfilled his duty as a bodyguard immediately, standing in front of Raymond as soon as he discovered Ronin.
At the same time, he revealed his sharp claws.
More aura concentrated on that pair of gleaming claws, looking somewhat decent.
Raymond recognized Ronin instantly.
"Ronin, right!" Raymond displayed the calm and composure a mob boss should have: "You appearing here, did Owl betray me?"
"More or less," Ronin ignored Mole: "I think you also know my purpose."
"Killing me won't stop the Mafia from hunting you. It's better to let me live. Perhaps we can cooperate," Raymond knew clearly that Mole in front of him was unreliable.
So today, if he wanted to live, he had to rely on himself.
Ronin shook his head: "Sorry, a dead you is the best you to me."
Raymond's pupils constricted, his hand moving toward the gun at his waist.
But someone was faster than him—Mole in front of him rushed out the moment Ronin refused.
Only he didn't rush toward Ronin; he turned and rushed toward the door.
The moment this guy saw Ronin, by observing the aura on Ronin's body, he clearly knew the gap between them.
If he chose to attack Ronin, he would die!
But his action was still too slow!
Because the moment he prepared to flee, his gaze met Ronin's Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Flames erupted from Mole's feet, pain piercing deep into his soul spread throughout his body!
Raymond's hand on the waist gun paused because he clearly saw Ronin didn't even move a hand, and Mole collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
I'll die!
Ronin raised his hand, aiming at Raymond: "Bang!"
A Nen bullet shot from his fingertip, penetrating Raymond's head while he was completely bewildered.
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