At Uvogin's thunderous roar, the three figures searching through the junk below were all startled.
They immediately stuffed the items they had found into their clothes and scattered in different directions.
While running, the skinny figure at the front still wore a slightly puzzled expression.
Based on his understanding of Uvogin's usual habits and activity times, Uvogin should have already gone home by now.
If it weren't for a few unlucky occasions when Machi happened to spot them and went to find Uvogin, they wouldn't have been discovered.
To be honest, the last several times they were exposed had all been because of Machi.
It was almost as if she had some way of sensing when they came here.
But regardless of the reason, once Uvogin discovered them, the only option was to run.
And running away?
That was something they were extremely practiced at.
Clearly, they had come to Uvogin's territory more than a few times—so much so that they had their escape routes perfectly planned out.
"You bastards, stop right there!!"
With Uvogin's explosive temper, there was no way he would allow a group of thieves to escape right in front of his eyes.
He immediately swung his arms and charged after them.
"Ah! Uvogin's catching up!!"
Among the trio, a kid missing part of a tooth—but who still had the outline of a handsome face—cried out first.
"Huh? Why does he have so much stamina this time?!"
The skinny boy leading the group frowned slightly, confusion showing on his delicate face.
"Now's not the time to think about that! I'll stay behind and stop him!"
The boy at the rear—taller and sturdier, with a determined face and the demeanor of an older brother—suddenly halted.
He turned around to face the approaching Uvogin.
"Trying to stop me again, Franklin?"
Uvogin grinned ferociously as he rushed forward without slowing.
"This time none of you are escaping!"
"You, Shalnark, and Chrollo are all staying right here today!!"
"Dream on!!"
Franklin immediately shot back.
In the past, whenever their trio was discovered by Uvogin and couldn't escape immediately, Franklin would stay behind to stall him.
Although Uvogin had the advantage in raw size and strength—
Franklin was older, giving him the edge in physical development.
When the two clashed, they would often end up locked in fierce fights that took a long time to settle.
During the time Franklin held Uvogin back, Chrollo and Shalnark would slip away.
This method had already allowed their trio to escape Uvogin several times.
So in Franklin's mind, this time wouldn't be any different.
"Chrollo, you guys go first. I'll hold Uvogin off."
As he spoke, Franklin fixed his gaze on Uvogin and assumed a blocking stance.
"Um…"
A weak voice suddenly came from behind him—Shalnark.
"It looks like… we can't run right now."
"Huh?!"
Franklin instinctively turned around.
Only to see that directly ahead of Chrollo and Shalnark—
A nearly scrapped motorcycle was blocking the only path forward.
Sitting on the motorcycle seat were two figures—one big, one small—staring straight at them.
"Yo, little Chrollo…"
The one driving the motorcycle wore patch-covered clothes, his hair standing up like a hedgehog.
With one hand in his pocket, the delinquent-looking boy casually sized Chrollo up.
"Looks like you picked up something good again this time~!!"
As he spoke, he lifted his eyelid slightly.
Why the eyelid instead of the eyebrow?
Because he didn't have eyebrows.
"We're actually pretty friendly, unlike Uvogin…"
He said with a disturbingly "kind" smile.
"So just hand the stuff over nicely."
"After that, I'll return it to you."
Behind the eyebrow-less delinquent, sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, was a short boy.
He had messy, fluffy hair and rested a battered baseball bat on his shoulder—one that seemed almost taller than he was.
Echoing the other boy's words, he gave off the clear impression:
Refuse, and I'll crack you with this bat.
Completely arrogant.
"Phinks… and Feitan…"
The delicate-looking boy Chrollo looked at the two of them—the creepy-smiling, eyebrowless Phinks and the cocky Feitan.
"This is Uvogin's territory."
"Your usual activity area isn't here."
"Heh."
Phinks immediately sneered.
"Talking about territory in Meteor City? Do you think we're as stupid as that idiot Uvogin?!"
He spoke with obvious disdain.
"If we want to go somewhere, we go. Anywhere."
As he said this, he slapped the nearly scrapped motorcycle beneath him.
With such a convenient vehicle, they really could go anywhere.
"Besides…"
As if recalling something unpleasant, dark shadows crossed Phinks' face.
"That bastard Uvogin stole our stuff before."
"So now we're stealing from him!!"
Phinks' face twisted viciously, as if he wanted to bite Uvogin to death.
"We're taking it back!"
"Uvogin stole something from you, huh…"
Chrollo seemed to recall something about that.
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