"Hey hey hey... Achuwa, what do you mean... Are you scared?"
Someone joked.
"Please! Even if he's strong alone, we still have these people... Even if we pay the price of a few lives, it's still easy to deal with him..." The man rolled his eyes.
"If we really fight, the weak will die first... Hmm... That's very much in line with our Meteor City style."
Another man with messy hair grinned.
"I'll leave this opportunity to you guys."
The one who spoke was a woman.
"He's already discovered you!"
At this time, the ninja standing next to Brown suddenly said.
"Oh? How sharp... A terrifying guy... Is he one of us..." Achuwa marveled.
Suddenly, Brown tapped the table with his cigar, making a sound, and everyone immediately looked at the boss, and remained silent.
"Don't get too excited, at least for now... He's still one of us."
The Ten Dons said lightly.
After speaking, he got up and walked out of the door.
He was going to meet the guests who had been summoned today...
"This Sato seems to have been following the Ten Dons for a long time..."
"He's a ninja trained by the secret group Cloud Shadow Style... Unlike us who are half-way trained, he's a professional! He's been training since he was a child. I heard that the other nine people also have strong people like Sato by their side... The Ten Dons are able to sit firmly in the top spot of the Mafia, naturally they have the capital!"
"Can you guys have a little professionalism... We're at least 'sold' to the Mafia, and we're also people of the Mafia now. Is it really good for you to discuss the boss behind his back? If the elders find out..."
"Don't use the word sold, okay? It's a transaction, a transaction!"
"Is there a difference?"
"Yes!"
Not long after Brown and the two left, this group of people began to discuss.
"Is there anyone who wants to have some fun and test the depths of this Oboro..."
"Be honest, the other party is at least a big shot in the Mafia... Maybe he'll be a partner of our Meteor City in the future, don't make trouble."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing... I don't want to go back to Meteor City, life is so good now..."
The boy wearing a baseball cap waved to everyone, and walked out.
"That kid Green..."
"It's okay, you know what he's like..."
Not all of the people in the room were from Meteor City, but most of them were.
...
On this side, Oboro was following the 'guide' and preparing to enter a white building that had risen from the group of palaces.
But he still had to walk through a long corridor.
Dozens of meters away, Oboro noticed that a boy in a baseball cap had appeared, and was casually moving around in the area... He seemed to have some status, out of place with the suited men who were a few steps apart, completely two different styles.
No one was stopping him either.
The boy leaned against the wall of the corridor, and his eyes were unscrupulously looking at him...
Oboro's eyes also became a bit playful.
The 'guide' nodded lightly, nodded to the boy, as if greeting him, but didn't say anything.
The distance between Oboro and the boy narrowed.
At this time, the boy left the wall he was leaning against, and walked past Oboro.
At the moment when the two figures crossed, the boy's eyes under the brim of his hat narrowed slightly, and he burst out 'aura', but there was no killing intent...
Killing intent represented provocation, he knew his limits, and didn't want to be misunderstood.
He was just 'playing a game'.
Moreover, Green knew the situation of the Mafia very well... The other party was afraid of the Ten Dons' identity, and even if he was dissatisfied, he wouldn't show it.
Even if Brown knew, he probably wouldn't ask about it.
However, he had just released his Nen aura, creating mental pressure, and in the next second, a chill suddenly ran through his body. The view in front of him became blurred, and his brain hurt like it was being pricked with needles.
It was difficult for him to stand firm for a while, and in a daze, he staggered and bent over, causing the hat on his head to fall off.
However, before the hat landed, it was caught by a large hand.
Oboro patted the pale-faced boy's shoulder, and comforted him softly, as gentle as the big brother next door, "Your hat fell off... You have to walk steadily, don't be too naughty, you'll get hurt if you fall."
That feeling of suffocation came and went quickly. Green came back to his senses, his face flushed red.
His throat rolled, and he stiffly took the hat from Oboro's hand.
Oboro patted his shoulder lightly twice more, and followed the guide away.
The entire process of the two's confrontation was only in an instant, and the 'guide', as an ordinary person, didn't notice it at all.
Oboro sensed the gaze behind him, and muttered to himself: "His Nen..."
This boy's Nen was a bit interesting...
...
A few minutes later, Oboro was led into a conference room.
As soon as he walked in, he found that they were all familiar faces... It was the 'big shots' he had seen at the charity party before, and the old man Badim was also there.
"Oboro, you're here!"
Completely different from their previous attitude towards Oboro, as soon as he appeared, the seven people immediately greeted him.
Although the ranks and order of the Mafia were clear, everything was based on strength.
The current Fiers Family could be said to be no weaker than any of their forces, and even stronger.
Naturally, they wouldn't emphasize seniority or anything like that anymore...
This was reality.
"These seven people, including himself, a total of eight, are the core circle of the Mafia in the territory."
Oboro thought to himself.
This time, his attitude wasn't too cold, and he pretended to chat warmly with a few people... Nothing more than some things related to 'business'.
However, Oboro had a good face for them, because of his mood...
His mood was very pleasant, and also very excited.
He sensed that a very dangerous 'beast' had concealed its aura, and was staring at them in the dark.
The last time he had this feeling was when he first entered the 200th floor of the Heavens Arena, and met Aishimi... He was a bit embarrassed on stage at that time...
After a while, Ten Don Brown arrived from the side hall.
When the seven people saw him, they all shouted boss in unison.
Oboro also nodded...
The 'very young man' in front of him was one of the Ten Dons!
The reason for saying young was because with the other party's position and status, being in his forties or fifties wasn't considered old...
He was also a minor character in the original work, Oboro had an impression, and he had appeared in a fleeting scene in the anime.
"Everyone's here... Sit down."
Brown took the lead in taking the main seat, and gestured.
There were four seats on the left and right, Oboro was in the second seat on the left.
"Oboro, have things been taken care of?" Brown looked at the most 'vigorous' face at the table.
"Hmm."
Oboro knew that he was referring to the aftermath of the River and Chibu families.
"That's good... I'm different from others. If you work under me, as long as you have the ability, you'll have the opportunity to show your talent. I'm happy to train the younger generation." Brown said.
"Thank you... I will definitely live up to 'your'... expectations."
Oboro responded with a smile that wasn't a smile, and emphasized his tone when saying the last two words.
Happy to train the younger generation... He just liked money more...
"The main thing I called you here today is about the regional forces under control recently, they've all been a bit restless... You each have to keep a close eye on them, and let the people below have less internal fighting. If there are any disputes, try to avoid force."
"Yes."
As expected, Oboro heard these words, and knew that Brown was indirectly beating him.
Indicating that the Fiers Family had already 'earned' a lot, and could stop and work hard for him.
The topic gradually deepened, and they talked more and more.
They talked about the changes in the industries involved in the Mafia in the territory, etc... And then some events in other continents, and the other nine districts.
Oboro found that as his status increased, the operating mode of these Mafia members was more like a serious big company.
They rarely talked about killing people, and handling dirty work.
The meeting took a long time, and finally ended.
They had come during the day, and now it was already dark.
A group of servants began to bring up the prepared delicacies and wines one after another. After talking about business, the atmosphere became relatively relaxed.
As a newcomer, Oboro rightfully became the focus of discussion and praise among the others.
It was all... just acting.
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