Oboro pretended to hesitate.
"I... I..."
Bot was stunned.
"Forget it... Let's leave it at that, and... take your dirty hands off me, this outfit isn't cheap."
Oboro slowly got up. This Bot should have some understanding of the Mafia, and he could take this opportunity to inquire about some things.
Of course, he definitely had to kill him...
He had said it.
Bot mistakenly thought that he had a chance to survive, and released Oboro's trousers as if he had been electrocuted.
He kept saying sorry, very humble and terrified, completely different from the him who had been sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a beautiful woman, a few minutes ago.
Oboro found the switch and turned on the lights.
At the same time, he used the Summoner Spell, Heal.
A burst of vibrant green light burst out from his body, and he recovered in an instant.
He sat in Fiers Garu's boss chair, spinning around, and looked at the closed armored door: "Then next... let's all welcome the big boss back to the stage..."
"Can you please... get out of the way? Don't block our boss from walking in later... It's very disappointing, you're not the protagonist, get your identity straight."
"Yes yes yes!"
Bot nodded in panic, desperately dragging his lame leg... The uneasy emotions made him lose his mind, and he couldn't even stand up. He crawled away like a dog.
Fiers Garu sat in a luxurious stretch limousine outside the manor, and put down his phone with satisfaction.
The stray dog was dead...
He thought Oboro would be a smart man, facing an entire Mafia alone, he wouldn't have a good ending.
As a Mafia boss, the Fiers Family, although not one of the best in the underworld forces, could still be ranked in the middle.
According to the rules of the underworld, if he wanted to climb up, he would inevitably have conflicts and make enemies with other families... In this way, he needed strong security around him.
Although Sam and the others were good... But judging from Kuga's description, at least this Oboro's level was much stronger than the current ones under his command... Rhode was instantly killed.
He had a desire to cherish talent, but unfortunately... the other party didn't appreciate it.
Getting out of the car, he entered the manor wearing a windbreaker, glanced at the upper floors of the castle, saw that the windows that had been dark were lit up, and hurried over.
After entering the castle, the secretary who had lost an arm and the man with glasses, Kuga, followed him on his left and right.
The upstairs had quieted down, indicating that the battle was over.
The only Nen user who hadn't been involved in the battle asked the boss a few questions. After learning that it was Bot who had called to notify him, his heart skipped a beat, because notifying the news should have been the job of the security captain Sam... But after thinking about the relationship between Bot and Sam, the secretary was relieved.
That guy Bot... was probably trying to take credit.
After a while, a group of people arrived at the door of the hall on the second floor in a mighty manner.
They smelled blood, and didn't suspect anything else... Seeing blood was normal, it was estimated... that Oboro had been tortured miserably.
The only thing they didn't know was whether there were any injured among their own four people.
The door was pushed open, and Fiers stepped in without any precautions, a smile on his face... Imagining Oboro's death.
He was going to send out this person's corpse and photos, to tell everyone the consequences of stealing money from his casinos... to give a warning.
"Hi!"
Just as he stepped in, Fiers Garu looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting in his seat, raising his hand to greet him.
The former's expression was dull, and he didn't react for a moment.
Wasn't he... dead...?
"Protect the boss!!!"
Standing at the door, the only Nen user shouted in a lost voice.
After all, he was eating this for a living, and he came back to his senses immediately.
Whoosh!
Fiers also took a step back subconsciously.
Everyone saw the chaotic scene in the hall, and three corpses in different states of death.
In the blink of an eye, Fiers Garu realized that Oboro in the boss's chair had disappeared...
Behind him, there was a burst of chaotic noises.
Just as Fiers was about to turn his head to look, his body sank, and an arm had already been placed on his shoulder.
A drizzle started falling from above... The rain hit his face, red... and very salty.
It was blood!
As an ordinary person, he didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't even know what Oboro had done.
But Bot, who was cowering in the corner, could see clearly... Oboro had rushed into the crowd in an instant, his hand rising and falling like a reaper from hell, reaping lives... Dozens of heads flew into the air neatly, like bottle stoppers.
The man with glasses Kuga, his companion Smith, who was the man whose arm was torn off by Oboro... were all dead.
Vulnerable.
Like paper in front of the man.
It was as if the hall had suddenly become a black and white painting, and someone had thrown a basin of blood on the painting... All he could see was the dazzling crimson.
Blood rain was sprinkled, and heads landed one after another... Some rolled to Oboro and Fiers' feet.
The two were bathed in the warm liquid.
"You know... I don't really like killing people, but coming to this world, sometimes, you really can't be soft-hearted... Sigh, I don't even know if I'm sick, I'm too nervous. I think this world is too dangerous... If I don't overcome certain things, it will be really difficult..."
Oboro said lightly, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend, hugging Fiers Garu.
"You're different, you seem to... really like killing people... Human life is worthless to you, right?"
"..."
Fiers Garu, listening to the words in his ear, his expression and body, were stiff to the extreme.
He didn't even notice that the cigar in his hand was burning his flesh.
"What do you want to do?! If something happens to me... the entire Mafia won't let you go, you'll be wanted, and become a rat crossing the street! You'll only be able to hide in the sewers forever."
Fiers Garu was trying to pretend to be calm. It could be seen that he hadn't gotten to where he was today for nothing.
"I can give you the money... I can also satisfy you with any amount."
Before Fiers could finish speaking, Oboro's fingers had already grabbed his right face.
"Don't be naive!"
Oboro said expressionlessly, "You killed dozens of people on that bus... To you, they're worthless, like weeds on the side of the road. Haven't you heard a saying? Those who kill will eventually be killed, you should have been prepared... Like me, the reason why I feel so much pressure is because I'm worried that I'll be killed by someone someday..."
"So... I understand you, because from my point of view, you're also a weed..."
"Now it's just a change of identity, you'll understand me, right?"
As he spoke, Oboro's fingers began to exert force gradually.
"Aaaaaah..."
Fiers' face distorted, and he struggled and screamed.
But his strength was no different from a chick to Oboro.
"Shh... Be quiet, you're a Mafia boss, how come you don't have any backbone..."
"There were also children on the bus I was on... They weren't as pathetic as you before they died."
Fiers' right face began to sink, and his twisted face made his eyes begin to be congested, and blood was overflowing from his nostrils, ears, and mouth... Oboro deliberately slowed down the speed and strength of the fingertip squeeze.
Let the former feel the pain little by little...
After a full few minutes, Fiers Garu's limbs had completely softened, and he was barely breathing.
Half of his face was deeply embedded with Oboro's finger marks, you could imagine what kind of pain he was suffering.
After a while, seeing that he had lost his breath, Oboro threw the corpse away like trash with a cold face.
Bot, who was on the side, was scared out of his wits, trembling.
Oboro walked to the side and took off his clothes... With his back to Bot, he said calmly: "Before dawn, no matter what method you use, I don't want to see any living people in this manor."
"Yes."
Bot nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
He understood what Oboro meant.
Even if he was seriously injured, he wouldn't dare not do it.
Even without one leg, it was still no problem to deal with these ordinary people... The only thing he needed to worry about was blood loss.
To be honest, Bot was already showing signs of anemia, and his eyes were dizzy.
But there was no way...
Fortunately, he was originally a member of the Fiers Family, and it wasn't difficult to use this identity to trick the people guarding outside in, and solve them one by one.
Oboro was just too lazy to do it himself, why not use a ready-made coolie?
Let Bot make a little contribution.
Subsequently, Bot left the gate...
Oboro wasn't worried that he would run away, because he couldn't... Even if he took a car, it was useless.
The former also knew this.
Immediately afterwards, Oboro found the bathroom and started taking a bath...
As time passed, he could hear some commotion coming from inside and outside the castle.
After a long time, the hall finally lit up, because the sun had risen in the sky outside the window...
When Bot, who was looking weak and whose skin was as pale as a corpse, returned, Oboro, who had changed his clothes, was already standing by the window waiting for him.
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