The man's whole body was covered with cuts from the wind and snow, densely packed, and shocking... But he still generally maintained the appearance of a 'human'.
His pupils were dilated, and he was lying on the ground.
It was that guy who used the syringe to draw out Nen power... This person had jumped away as soon as possible, but hadn't distanced himself far enough. He seemed to still be thinking about taking advantage of the situation, and first letting his companions hold Oboro back. After the blizzard came, it was already too late to run...
"I can save you. Do you want to live?"
Oboro stopped and said to the man.
The man's eyes flickered slightly, but his body was severely injured, and he couldn't speak.
"Are you a Nen Remover?"
Seeing that he seemed to be falling into a coma, Oboro asked again.
Drawing out Nen power... couldn't help but make him think of an extremely rare type of Nen user.
Nen Removers.
Nen Removal... This kind of method could be said to be a bug to some extent.
Oboro didn't expect there to be a Nen Remover in the enemy's team... If he could save him, and make him work for him, he might be able to play a good role and value in the future.
No matter what kind of hunter he would become later, it was impossible to fight alone... He would definitely need to form his own team, and in Oboro's vision, there was a place for a Nen Remover.
Nen Removers were rare to come by.
The man's eyes suddenly became clear, as if he was having a flashback, and he cracked his mouth at Oboro, revealing a smile.
Then, the vitality that was still remaining in his body suddenly disappeared like a kite with a broken string...
This person had voluntarily dissipated his 'aura'...
"..."
Faced with this scene, Oboro frowned.
His heart was calm, and he lifted his foot and left.
Although he was injured, and didn't have much Nen power left, it was no problem to clean up the survivors in this palace.
...
A few days later, the four Nen users under Brown's command, who were responsible for leading the armed forces, returned to the palace.
What they had been handling was the chaos of the seven families that had been infiltrated by the Fiers Family, cleaning up the troublemaking factors, and leaving troops to garrison and control the situation.
The four of them were also very busy, and it was rare to be able to take time to come back for an adjustment and rest.
However, they also felt a little strange in their hearts.
Because these days, their companions hadn't contacted them, and hadn't conveyed the boss's subsequent orders and plans.
"Those guys were able to hide here, and have a quiet time, damn it!"
At noon, the car stopped at the entrance of the palace. One of them pushed open the door and got out of the car, complaining dissatisfiedly, "It's been hard on us, and we still have to..."
But before he could finish speaking, this person's expression suddenly tightened.
Because he smelled the smell of blood and stench.
The three people who got out of the car behind him didn't react immediately, and were still echoing: "Don't complain, the sooner we finish, the sooner we're done. Later, after things are settled, we'll let the boss give us a long vacation... Anderson and the others have almost wiped out the people of the Fiers Family... That headquarters building has also been destroyed, they're faster than us! Now there are only some small and medium-sized Mafia left... It's estimated that it won't take long, and when the boss..."
Similarly, he only spoke halfway.
The expressions of the three people changed drastically.
"Hey hey hey... What happened?!"
"Someone attacked? Was it the Fiers Family? That's impossible... If they gathered a large number of people, there would be news... Also, their people have been fighting against Anderson's side. If the manpower was transferred, that side would have ended long ago... It would never have lasted this long!"
The few people saw the rotten corpses in the distance on the ground, surrounded by a group of flies, emitting a stench. They were the security personnel.
Their hearts sank immediately.
"What are you panicking about... Green and the others are there... It's estimated that they just didn't want to come out and clean up... Those lazy bums!" A Nen user came back to his senses, rubbed his hair, and said helplessly, "It seems that some stories did happen during the time we were away... A lot of people died. Let's go in and take a look."
After speaking, he was the first to walk towards the gate.
The other three followed.
"Judging from the traces left behind, it doesn't seem like a large number of people gathered or a team-based firefight... Were there only a few enemies? Or... just one?" The four people went deep into the palace all the way. The surrounding area was full of corpses that no one had cleaned up. Some were patrol personnel, and some were the security forces at the checkpoints, "Almost all of them were killed instantly... The murderer is very strong!"
The experienced four people saw the problem at a glance.
As the number of corpses they saw increased, and the deaths were strange and varied, the expressions of the few people were no longer relaxed.
"Anderson and the others haven't been able to find Fiers Lily and that butler... And the boss, Oboro!"
"Are you guessing... that these were all done by Oboro?"
"Himself?"
"What a joke! He's not that stupid, right... If he relied on the remnants of the Fiers Family and the unrest that hasn't subsided in the Mafia, he could still take advantage of the chaos to win a chance for himself, and maybe he could run away... To attack here alone is just looking for death, right? How arrogant would this person have to be to think that he could rely solely on..."
The few people discussed it, and one person curled his lips, and spoke sarcastically.
But halfway through, another companion with a serious expression interrupted him, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.
It was Green's.
Beep beep beep...
The phone was busy all the time, and no one answered.
The few people quickened their pace, and finally walked through the tall and upright portico.
In front of them was a square deep inside the palace.
A picture entered the eyes of the four people.
It made them... feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar.
They saw that in the clear daylight, a man was sitting on a stone platform next to the fountain, looking at them with a smile.
And on the ground in front of the fountain, eighteen corpses were neatly arranged.
They had all rotted...
But the four people knew... that those... were their companions...
The Nen user who still had the phone to his ear swallowed, and his pupils were terrified.
He saw... the man next to the fountain also had a phone in his hand, ringing non-stop.
It seemed... to be Green's phone.
The man shook the phone at him, and then... from dozens of meters away, he answered it.
"Welcome... home."
Listening to the man's warm voice on the other end of the phone, in the phone.
Thud, this Nen user's phone fell to the ground.
"Run!!!"
He shouted hoarsely.
The weather was clearly very warm today, and the sun was shining brightly... But at this moment, they felt as if they were in a harsh winter!
After a while, in less than ten minutes.
Oboro, whose body was splattered with blood, dragged a few fresh corpses to the fountain, and arranged them in order according to their position and sequence.
"Well then... Let's wait for the next wave of guests..."
...
On the other side, the meeting between the Ten Don and the cooperation partner finally ended.
Brown took the spaceship back to the Republic of Padokea as soon as possible.
The premonition in his heart was getting worse and worse... The group of Nen users he had raised had all lost contact!
The only good news was that the Mafia forces in the territory had been brought under control... The Fiers Family had been purged, but the woman and the butler, and the most important Oboro, hadn't been caught yet!
His armed forces had also suffered considerable casualties. Because Green and the others were nowhere to be found, and there was no leader, the subsequent arrangements couldn't be carried out.
He had to go back and take charge immediately.
Inside Brown's private spaceship.
He had been craving cigarettes a lot recently. He no longer smoked cigars, but switched to cigarettes. The cigarettes had hardly left his hand, one after another.
He also had more white hair... and couldn't sleep all night.
He stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the cabin, and said in a deep voice: "They should... all be dead, right..."
Behind him, Sato and the other two Nen users didn't say anything.
"Was it done by him? How did he do it..."
Brown felt his temples swell, and his head hurt.
There were many things that he couldn't understand.
"I will find him, and kill him."
Sato suddenly said coldly.
Brown turned his head and glanced at him, and pondered for a moment, "I'll leave it to you. I believe in you!"
These three people in front of him were the strongest three trump cards under his command.
Especially Sato, who had never failed.
As soon as he got off the spaceship, Brown received the news that his residence had been occupied.
The boss of the Fiers Family, Oboro.
All of his Nen users had been killed by him, none escaped!
Even though he had a premonition in his heart, after learning about this, Brown's heart was still churning, and it was difficult to hide his calmness.
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