Who Is The Hunter And The Prey?
With Lan's personality, he will make the team retreat before he takes action.
Moreover, he often uses some extremely beneficial means to achieve his goals.
This kind of single-handed fight with Chrollo is not Lan's style.
On the contrary, he revealed all this information to him…
It was as if he had deliberately set up such a platform for Hisoka to face Chrollo.
"Although, this is very likely a conspiracy and trap against me, but…"
Thoughts kept turning in Hisoka's mind.
This might be a trap for both him and Chrollo to lose, and Lan would benefit from it.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
But…
"Even if it's a trap, what can it do?!"
Hisoka didn't care at all.
As long as it could satisfy his goal of fighting Chrollo fight without being disturbed, he didn't care about anything.
Hisoka always believed that he was the strongest!!
"Chrollo, Lan, you are all my prey!!!"
Swish!!
His figure swiftly passed through the streets and rushed towards the Cemetery Building.
In addition to Hisoka, other members of the Troupe also began to move towards the building.
Squeak!
A white car rushed directly to the inspection entrance outside the Cemetery Building without slowing down.
It knocked over several blocking triangular pillars in succession and even scared the traffic police who were organizing the inspection to hide aside.
"This is area C. A private car just broke through the checkpoint!!"
The embarrassed traffic police quickly took out the walkie-talkie,
"Now, it's headed towards the Cemetery Building…"
"It doesn't matter."
The traffic police had just finished reporting when a cold voice came from his side: "From now on, it's our job."
With his hands in his pockets, the mafia cadre with a cold face said nonchalantly:
"You just need to continue the inspection task."
The mafia cadre stood beside the traffic police, and the scene was very harmonious: "Don't let innocent people get involved in unnecessary things."
The words he said were also very harmonious.
"Kill him."
At this moment, it was unclear who the police and mafia were.
The order was issued, and the white car sped away on the highway ahead.
The next second, a burning shell instantly landed on the car's body.
Boom!!
The violent explosion dyed half of the sky red in this boundless night.
"Hahaha, you deserve it!!"
In front, the mafias hiding around the quiver laughed unscrupulously:
"Who told you to be so stupid…"
From the surrounding buildings or bushes, one after another, the mafia families capable generals walked out.
Tonight, when the war with the Phantom Troupe is about to begin.
The mafia families have also organized a strong force and made sufficient preparations.
"Sorry for bothering you; let's treat this matter as a traffic accident."
The traffic policeman who had just finished reporting stared at the scene, and the cold-blooded mafia beside him said casually.
It was as if blowing up a car and killing the guys in the car were like crushing ants on the ground.
After the mafia said that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to light it.
But…
Da! Da! Da!
Suddenly, from the sea of fire of the vehicle explosion, a burst of machine gun fire came.
Then, a huge figure with flame all over its body walked out.
He raised his hands, revealing the ten empty muzzles of his broken fingers.
On his scarred face, he showed a smile that looked down on life even more: "Go to hell!!"
Da! Da! Da!
One after another, the powerful aura bullets passed through the entire venue and penetrated the chests and torsos of the mafia one by one.
The mafia cadre could no longer hold back his previous coldness; his eyes were bulging, and the cigarettes he was holding fell to the ground.
He was completely unaware that behind his head, a vacuum cleaner with fangs and a big mouth was slowly approaching him.
The mafias who were penetrated by the aura bullets fell in a pool of blood, and the remaining people who were still standing immediately set up their weapons and fired bullets at Franklin.
Compared with the aura bullet, it was just like a child's tickling; it was not painful at all.
Boundless aura bullet firepower was pouring out from Franklin's detached ten fingers.
Compared to Franklin, who was still driving a vehicle and knew how to say a few words.
The combination of Feitan and Phinks, on the other side, seemed much more violent.
They swaggered directly toward the Cemetery Building.
Naturally, they were discovered and intercepted by the mafias in the middle.
"You are looking for death!!"
The bullets were loaded one by one, and the black muzzles were pointed at Feitan and Phinks, who showed up in public.
"This is a restricted area; how dare you barge in like this?!"
"Hey, did you notice that the short guy seems to be the one in the photo…"
Before he finished speaking, the person who originally spoke seemed to feel his vision fly high.
Then he saw headless bodies, one after another, still standing there.
Well, it's really super offensive to say that Feitan is short in front of him.
Crack, crack.
Phinks was not to be outdone and broke the heads of those guys one by one.
He looked at Feitan, whose face was obviously cold, and the aura around him dropped a little.
After thinking about it, he didn't dare to say anything more.
What Feitan hates most is that others say his height.
The guy who just died with his eyes wide open said that Feitan was short…
Phinks estimated that if Feitan didn't slaughter the mafias tonight, he would be worthy of his height.
On the other hand, when a group of mafias heard the news of the intrusion, they immediately went to support.
But as they walked, they stopped.
After raising their heads, they looked at the horrifying scene in front of them.
They saw the mafias hanging in the air one by one.
Like a spider's web, they were hung upside down.
Machi, behind the tree, gently pulled down her palm.
At that moment, the hanging minions immediately raised their submachine guns.
They pulled the trigger at the mafias below, who were looking very pale.
Da! Da! Da!
The firepower continued to cover, harvesting the lives of the mafia one by one.
Not only Machi but also Shalnark, who had the same purpose as her.
He hid in the woods, playing with his mobile phone happily.
Outside, the minions controlled by his Nen ability, Black Voice, were killing everywhere.
It was like a person playing a game, controlling the characters in the game, and constantly attacking the NPCs.
Of course, the members of the Phantom Troupe were vying to kill the mafias.
As the leader of the group, Chrollo, of course, did not stay idle.
When he was gathering information about Uvogin, he was noticed by the assassins hired by the Ten Mafia Dons because of his unique temperament.
Especially the killer Gaara and the squinty-eyed Mercenary Tao.
When they checked the surveillance, they both felt that Chrollo in the crowd was the prey they were looking for.
After arranging some minions to quietly test him, both of them locked the target almost at the same time.
"It seems to be a powerful opponent!"
"It makes my blood boil!!"
Even if they acted alone, they only had one thought in their minds: "He is my prey!'
They were eager to move and began to act.
However… Who is the hunter, and who is the prey? Everything is still unclear.