"On the way back, I interrogated the host. He inford that the ones responsible for moving the goods this ti were mbers of the Shadow Beasts, an organization under the Ten Dons. But I suspect there is soone hiding even deeper than the Ten Dons," Feitan said in a deep voice.
After learning about the death of a team mber, he had specifically tortured the host on his way back to obtain this relevant information.
This auction was hosted by the Mafia. The Ten Dons, the leaders who control the six continents and ten regions, are their highest echelon. These ten people only gather at a specific location during a certain period to issue various directives.
The ones who execute these orders are the Ten Dons' proudest unit, the Shadow Beasts!
This group is composed of the ten strongest individuals within the Ten Dons' affiliated gangs.
However, the Shadow Beasts were not part of the security detail for this operation. This ant they were entirely unaware of the Phantom Troupe's arrival; otherwise, the vault wouldn't have been so easily compromised.
Feitan detailed the information he had learned about the Shadow Beasts and the Mafia.
...
"These gangs are just small fry. What really interests is the guy hiding behind the scenes, the one who deliberately wants to provoke a war between us and the Mafia, even using Hisoka as a scapegoat. That person could walk out of the vault and clean it up completely, which ans they must possess an ability similar to Owl's, capable of shrinking and packing items. They also have a copying ability superior to Kortopi's, and even... the ability to cause explosions. Interesting. It's been a long ti since we encountered such an intriguing opponent. This ti, we are in the light, and they are in the dark. We have ironically beco the prey," Chrollo analyzed.
"Hahahaha!! These reckless fools actually dare to treat us as prey? Aren't they afraid of shattering their teeth? And to think they want to hunt our entire team!" Uvogin's smile twisted into sothing ferocious.
It wasn't just him; the other mbers present also felt a mix of anger and sheer amusent! The mighty Phantom Troupe—even so Mafia mbers would tremble in fear just hearing their na. Yet, so fool actually had the audacity to target them and even killed one of their own.
"Boss, the Mafia mbers have already mobilized. It seems they've noticed our hot air balloon. How should we proceed?" Shalnark asked for instructions.
"Since they want to treat us as prey, we might as well make an even bigger scene so it's easier for them to find an opening to strike," Chrollo sneered. "Teach those pursuing you a lesson. The Shadow Beasts should show up soon. When you dispose of them, keep an eye out for the mastermind behind the scenes. That person is the ultimate goal of our operation this ti."
"Understood, Boss!"
"Those suicidal bastards, I'll definitely tear them limb from limb."
"Let's go!"
"For Pakunoda!"
...
The hot air balloon ascended blatantly from the city, swaggering toward the Gordeau Desert on the outskirts.
Below, the commotion at the auction had naturally alard everyone.
"The hot air balloon has been spotted!! It's the group that attacked the auction."
"They are heading towards the desert. Hurry and go after them!"
"Damn bastards! They killed so many of our people. We absolutely cannot let them get away."
"Contact the Ten Dons imdiately and ask them to send the Shadow Beasts!!"
...
The Mafia mbers below had naturally noticed the hot air balloon leaving so blatantly.
For their Mafia, this was an absolute, barefaced slap in the face and a massive provocation.
As the hosts of this auction, all the elites and Mafia VIPs who ca to participate had died inside.
If they couldn't provide an explanation for this incident, it would absolutely spell doom for the local Mafia families.
Soon, the roar of vehicles echoed below. The Mafia mbers were already swarming toward the desert.
On the rooftop, Kurapika and the others witnessed all of this.
"Captain! It must be those guys who ruined the auction. Should we go after them?" lody couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Dalzoll almost wanted to curse!
He had just survived the auction. If they chased after them now, wasn't that just courting death?
But naturally, in front of Riku, he didn't dare to speak out of turn. Currently, the captain of the entire squad was still Riku.
"Go, of course we are going. But you guys stay here; following won't be of any use," Riku said calmly.
As a transmigrator, he naturally knew that the people in this operation were the Phantom Troupe, the very group Kurapika had been desperately searching for.
It's just that the strength of these guys was too poor; it would be extrely dangerous for ordinary Nen users to face them.
"I am going with you, Riku!" Kurapika said resolutely.
" too, Captain!! No matter the danger, I will follow you. I can listen to the surroundings and keep watch for you, Captain!" lody also gritted her teeth.
The fact that she could now return to her normal appearance at night was already a gift from heaven, so even if she died for Riku, she would do so willingly.
"Uhh..."
The other mbers present had already agreed. Wasn't this just roasting Dalzoll over an open fire?
"Captain! We are going too!!"
Squala, Basho, and Baise had already rushed over.
Because of the commotion, they had also run over to support, but by the ti they arrived, the battle was practically over. Eventually, they found Riku and the others on the rooftop.
The few of them finally understood that Riku leaving them in the back was absolutely the greatest protection for them.
At the very least... they didn't get killed off by the plot.
They were still alive and breathing here.
"Captain! We are a team, and moreover, we were originally bodyguards. Since we chose this line of work, we've already put our lives on the line," Baise spoke up proactively, her beautiful eyes flashing.
"Then let's go. We'll follow them and take a look, but we must keep a safe distance. Those guys are extrely dangerous, and I'm afraid you are no match for them," Riku reminded them.
Hearing this, the mbers present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Dalzoll had no choice but to join the team. He was the vice-captain, after all. If he was the only one who didn't go, he really wouldn't be able to survive in this industry anymore.
...
In a valley on the outskirts of the desert.
A massive number of Mafia mbers had already arrived by car.
To their surprise, the opposing party showed no signs of running away. Instead, after parking the hot air balloon here, they seed to be waiting for their arrival.
Furthermore, facing hundreds of heavily ard Mafia mbers, those guys actually only sent out one massive, charred brute.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar— I am in a very bad mood today, so I'll use your heads to vent my anger!"
Uvogin howled furiously.
Dense gunfire erupted, and bullets poured toward him like a torrential rainstorm.
But what truly shocked everyone was that these bullets couldn't pierce Uvogin's defense at all!
Instead, this guy charged into the ranks of the Mafia mbers like a human tank, rampaging wildly!
With a casual squeeze, he crushed a Mafia mber's head like a waterlon, then grabbed another Mafia mber nearby and hurled him away. The Mafia mbers in his path were smashed to pieces like bowling pins.
Then, he violently grabbed an unlucky guy by the collar and slamd his head down hard.
The opponent's head directly exploded.
He was casually slaughtering the crowd like an absolute demon.
These elite Mafia mbers, who had decent combat power, fired their guns frantically, but they couldn't cause any damage to Uvogin whatsoever. At this mont, they no longer had the excitent and clamor they showed when they first drove here to surround these guys.
Only sheer terror and horror remained.
"Die!!"
A Mafia mber directly pulled out an RPG rocket launcher.
BOOM—
Amidst the deafening explosion, the unlucky guys nearby were directly blown away. The rocket directly hit Uvogin, who was still frantically slaughtering the crowd.
"This guy... should be completely dead now, right?"
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? Even bullets can't kill him!"
"I don't know what kind of monster we are fighting. Damn it!"
"Phew..."
...
The surviving Mafia mbers all breathed a sigh of relief.
But when the smoke and dust from the rocket explosion settled, everyone saw the scene inside clearly. Instantly, their scalps went numb, and practically every hair on their bodies stood on end.
Uvogin, who had been hit by the rocket, hadn't died at all; his originally charred body had rely beco even more scorched.
All they could see were his crimson, demonic eyes and his savage, white teeth bared in a grin.
BOOM—
This ti, Uvogin lunged in front of the Mafia mber carrying the RPG and directly obliterated him and the rocket launcher with a single punch.
What followed was an utter massacre. These Mafia mbers fled in terror in all directions, but their speed was completely useless!
It turned into a totally one-sided, frenzied slaughter.
"What a bunch of idiots! To actually try and use that kind of weapon to hurt Uvogin!"
"But what we really need to pay attention to right now is the guy hiding behind the scenes. That guy is the most dangerous one; these guys are just appetizers."
"With our entire team here, what can he possibly use to fight us?"
...
The Troupe mbers sitting on the valley cliffs wore incredibly cold expressions, completely disregarding these Mafia mbers.
Soon, all the Mafia mbers who ca looking for trouble were slaughtered clean by Uvogin!
And so died incredibly grueso deaths, being forcefully ripped in half by this guy, their internal organs and blood splashing all over the ground.
There were others whose bodies were brutally broken but hadn't died imdiately, wailing in agony on the ground.
At this mont, the valley was like a living hell.
Uvogin looked like a demon bathed in blood.
...
Riku and the others finally arrived by car.
As the group reached a safe distance away, Kurapika and the others took out their binoculars to observe the situation ahead. Everyone's expressions beca highly spectacular.
Forr Captain Dalzoll was even dripping in cold sweat on the spot, his scalp prickling.
Because he clearly saw that the hundreds of Mafia mbers who had chased after them earlier were now all reduced to a pile of corpses in the valley.
Too... too terrifying!
Just who were those guys? How could their strength be so overwhelming?
Baise, the dark-skinned bodyguard, Basho, and lody also looked exceptionally pale.
Although they had mustered the courage to follow Riku here, seeing the grueso scene with their own eyes still made them tremble uncontrollably.
"My God! That guy literally tore people apart as easily as paper scraps. If we went up against him, I'm afraid we'd end up the exact sa way," the dark-skinned bodyguard was terrified.
Because there were simply too many severed limbs and organs scattered across the area. One could only imagine how miserable those Mafia mbers were before they died.
"I'm afraid that apart from the Captain, no one in our squad would be a match for this guy," Baise said, filled with imnse worry.
"Captain, why don't we retreat first? These guys are too dangerous. And from beginning to end, only one person has been fighting. If they have other mbers present, we will be in grave danger," Basho warned.
"Wait! There's a sound approaching rapidly. It's a heartbeat. Everyone, be careful," lody exclaid softly.
Just as her voice fell, everyone watched in astonishnt as the ground rapidly bulged, as if sothing was moving swiftly underground.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Under everyone's surprised gazes, the ground burst open, and a completely naked, earthworm-like figure stood up from within, twisting its body.
"I am Worm of the Shadow Beasts! Who are you people?"
He cast a puzzled look at Riku and the others. It was obvious to him that everyone was treating Riku as the boss.
"Mr. Nostrade's bodyguards! We are tracking the group that attacked the auction," Dalzoll hurriedly explained.
He was terrified that this guy would start a fight with Riku. No matter which side got hurt, it would absolutely spell disaster for him.
"Oh, so that's how it is. Although you guys can also use Nen abilities, it's best if you don't interfere," Worm said in a muffled, resonant voice.
"You are too weak, and absolutely no match for them. Going up there will only get you killed for nothing. Just leave this to us."
"Hehe, it's fine if you just stay back and watch the show. After all, this is a rare feast."
"They kill like it's nothing; you could call them murder experts. And since they are experts, it naturally requires experts like us to deal with them."
...
Suddenly.
Nearby, several guys exuding powerful auras walked over slowly.
Each of them had their hands stuffed in their pockets, wearing incredibly arrogant expressions.
The emaciated Rabid Dog, the bald and short Porcupine, and the fat, ugly Leech.
Along with Worm, and the deceased Owl, this was practically the entire team of the Shadow Beasts.
What a bunch of edgy bros!
Yo—
"Hehe, their strength is quite pathetic, but their traits are sowhat useful."
Riku looked at the group with narrowed eyes, a 'friendly' smile curving his lips, as tiny, invisible Nen Poison Spiders silently landed on them.
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