His armed forces were currently controlling the various families, and without his orders, they hadn't returned to the palace.
Brown notified his subordinates as soon as possible to not worry about the Mafia for now... and evacuate quickly.
The most important thing right now was to eliminate Oboro!
Afterwards, he and Sato and the other three returned to the base first.
In less than half a day, more than a dozen black sedans drove into the palace area, which was usually prohibited from traffic, and arrived at the square... All along the way were the stinking, maggot-infested corpses.
The car stopped, and Brown got out with a face as black as the bottom of a pot.
He looked at the man sitting on the stone platform next to the fountain, with dirty and scabbed clothes...
And couldn't suppress the killing intent in his eyes.
Since he had secured his position as one of the Ten Dons, he had never had such a great decline!
If the news spread, he would lose all face.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you only come back now?"
Oboro rested his hands on the stone platform, leaned back, and his expression was a bit lazy, as if he was greeting an old friend.
He had no sense of urgency.
"Look at what you've done!"
Brown squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Everyone saw the pile of 'rotten meat' that had been arranged in front of Oboro...
"I'm not interested in you..."
Oboro raised the corners of his mouth, and his gaze shifted, landing on the black-clothed ninja, "Sato, your name is Sato, right? This isn't the first time we've met. I stayed here for a while before, and you were observing me in the dark all the time... How was it? Did you get a certain understanding of me?"
Seeing that he was being ignored by Oboro, Brown clenched his fists.
"Why?"
He still calmed down, and opened his mouth to ask.
"There's no why... I just think that I can also sit in the position of the Ten Dons... Maybe I'll be even more outstanding than you." Oboro revealed a row of white teeth, and said softly: "Anyway... You've long wanted to eliminate me... Isn't this the norm in the Mafia? Do you still need a reason?"
"..."
"Ignorance."
Brown responded with two words.
Oboro laughed. He looked at Brown's face, and slowly stood up, rubbing his hair, "Don't count on your armed forces anymore. They can't get over here..."
"!!!"
Brown's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't you think it's very strange? Why do I know the exact time you left? Your deception... is useless to me. I even know clearly how many people you brought with you..."
An idea was about to come out of Brown's mind.
"Who? Who is it?!"
Someone among the Ten Dons had betrayed him!
According to the 'rules', this was impossible!
The matters between the Ten Dons could only be handled internally!
"There are two people, one is for profit, and the other has always had a grudge against you... There are no absolutes in everything. Not only do you have sophisticated armed forces, but others also have them. Although she can't take action openly, she's very experienced in playing dirty tricks... As a member of the Mafia, she's very experienced... As long as you die, the contract and rules between you can be diluted and abolished..." Oboro's words made Brown instantly understand that someone among the Ten Dons had sent his subordinates to intervene in his territory.
It wasn't to help him, but to help Oboro!
Ultimately... it stemmed from the nature of the underworld forces and human nature.
The Ten Dons were even more outstanding among them.
"It seems... you don't have very good relationships with people..." Oboro.
"You bitch!"
A woman's face appeared in Brown's heart, and he was so angry that he burst into swearing, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot.
Suddenly, Brown thought of something, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and calmed down.
He took out a cigarette, and the subordinate next to him lit it for him. He took a hard puff, "Very good... You've done very well! But... There's one key point here that you've overlooked..."
"As long as you die... Everything will be over. That dead woman wouldn't dare to attack me personally... Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to stay among the Ten Dons either!"
After speaking, he gave Sato a look.
Sato understood, and silently stepped forward.
He instructed another Nen user: "Protect the boss."
The latter nodded.
Seeing this, Oboro also walked towards Sato step by step, and his face began to become excited: "Your aura... is different from the others. It's very strong..."
"Thank you."
Sato was also approaching Oboro.
Hearing these words, he uttered two words lightly.
Oboro raised his hand, and conjured a human face button.
"Start up!"
The familiar shout, the familiar rhythm.
"Heh."
Seeing that he directly used his Nen ability, Sato on the opposite side suddenly let out a faint sneer.
"Hmm?"
Oboro sensed that something was wrong, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart.
Before he could react... Then, a small bullet pierced through the air, and shot him silently!
It was clearly just a bullet, but in this second, Oboro felt as if he had been hit by a missile. Dense black smoke and firelight rose with a bursting sound, and the power was very terrifying.
One kilometer away, on the dome of a palace, stood a man.
He was one of the three strongest Nen users under Brown's command!
He was holding a sniper rifle in his hand, and one eye was wearing a monocle, which was a high-tech electronic device, which combined the functions of a telescope and magnification.
"Shh!"
Seeing that this shot had hit the target, the man whistled, and exclaimed, "It's really terrifying... He actually killed the other guys all by himself..."
After speaking, he had another special 'bullet' in his hand, and reloaded it.
His ability was to compress the destructive power and effect of 'ammunition' into a small bullet. The ammunition could be incendiary bombs, grenades, or armor-piercing bombs or explosive bombs, etc. What he had just fired was a tank-fired missile.
Although the power of the missile that he had compressed would decrease to a certain level, not to mention a person, even a house could be blown to pieces.
His Nen ability was extremely destructive, and the only problem was that he couldn't shoot continuously in a short period of time, and it consumed a lot of Nen power.
"One more shot..."
The man adjusted his vision and angle, and urged the Nen technique, Gyo, in his eyes.
Then...
He found that there was no target figure in the black smoke and firelight.
"Where's the person?"
He saw Sato rushing towards him at an alarming speed, and waving his hand in the air, as if reminding him of something.
The sniper's hairs stood on end.
Oboro was approaching the location where he was hiding!
"He still has the ability to move after being shot by me?"
The sniper was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "It's not that easy to catch me..."
His ability determined that he had to fight remotely, and he must never be discovered or approached by the enemy.
Therefore, he was very accomplished in concealing his aura.
He wouldn't be easily sensed by others...
The man used Zetsu, and converged his aura and isolated it from the outside world... This was his housekeeping skill!
Then, he held the gun, jumped down from the high place, and changed his position.
Waiting for Sato to find the target and hold him back, and give him a signal.
...
On the ground, Sato was speeding, frantically chasing the figure in front of him.
He could see clearly... Oboro was indeed hit by the bullet, but... it had grazed him! This was the drawback of his companion's Nen ability. Because it was compressed into a bullet, the shape became smaller. Although the speed of the trajectory was increased, and it was more concealed, it wouldn't detonate immediately, and there was a slight delay!
Oboro had only suffered a violent impact after the ammunition exploded!
Sato was shocked... He knew his companion's marksmanship very well, and it was impossible to miss!
In other words, Oboro had 'fine-tuned' his body with a perverted reaction speed in milliseconds.
Creating an illusion.
Don't look at this little movement that was invisible to the naked eye... But not everyone could do it.
At least if it was Sato, he didn't think he could have such outstanding response efficiency...
Half of Oboro's torso was flowing with blood, and he was only injured by the first wave of power... In the moment when his flesh and blood were out of balance, he stabilized his hands and feet with amazing physical fitness, and darted out of the smoke in an instant.
Minimizing the lingering power of the fireworks, which was the secondary damage!
According to the direction the bullet came from, he was the enemy darted into the shadows!!
So, Sato followed as soon as possible.
He must not let Oboro find his companion!
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