A foreigner's journey

Tonight, Youkexin City is extremely noisy.

A large number of police cars, ambulances and fire trucks were parked around the cemetery building, and the sound of sirens sounded chaotic. Medical staff kept carrying stretchers in and out, and bodies covered with white cloths were carried out of the building one after another. Then specialized gang members came forward to identify the bodies.

The police were holding walkie-talkies and shouting hoarsely to direct order at the scene. There were also a large number of gang members in black suits assisting the police, giving them a "Sin City" style.

Next to the fountain in the square outside the cemetery building, which was a little quieter, a gang member with a scar on his face lit the cigarette in his mouth and exhaled a large puff of white smoke: "It's finally over."

"What's going on in the building? Can the auction still be held?" asked another tall and burly gangster.

"Why should we open it? The 'ten old men' who are in charge are gone." The Scar gangster sighed and took another puff of his cigarette.

"Ah? Why did the ten old men..." The tall gangster didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped to the ten old men.

"The news just came, ten old men were killed by the killers hired by the Phantom Troupe, and they all died in the conference room." The Scar gangster shook his head and threw a cigarette to the tall gang member: "Next, the gang forces around the world will It’s time for a big shakeout.”

The tall gangster bent down and put the cigarette in front of the lighter handed to him by Scar's gangster, blowing out two streams of white smoke from his nostrils: "Huh...how do you know you are a killer hired by the Phantom Troupe?"

"I don't know, that's what the news from the top said." Scar, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, looked at the corpses being transported out of the building, and murmured: "Fortunately, we didn't let him go tonight. I join the security of the cemetery building, otherwise no matter how many lives I have, it won’t be enough. Do you know how many people the Phantom Troupe killed tonight?”

"How many?"

"One hundred and sixty-eight people, not counting those whose bodies cannot be identified and those who are missing."

Scar sighed again: "What a bunch of evil stars... Fortunately, the Nosla gang is powerful enough."

"What does this have to do with the Nosla Gang?" The tall gangster frowned: "You kid, can you stop talking half-heartedly?"

"Seven members of the Phantom Troupe who invaded the building were wiped out. It was all thanks to the intervention of a new member of the Nosla Gang and his friends."

Scar Gangster said slowly:

"These people are simply monsters. The sixth to ninth floors of the cemetery building were completely destroyed. Even if this can be explained by the fact that the brigade used bombs, how can we say that the sixth floor was completely covered with frost? Could it be that these people are trying to Are you planning to bring in a hundred ice machines for cooling? The most exaggerated one is the fifth floor, the banquet hall, you know? Such a big banquet hall was blown to pieces, like two Goths They fought there and then exchanged a wave of atomic breath and exploded, it was really too exaggerated.”

"It should be Godzilla VS King Kong, right?"

"King Kong has a shitty atomic breath...is this the point!?"

The Scar gangster almost got involved: "Anyway, this time the Nosla gang is in the limelight, and no one dares to say that Wright Nosla got to his current position through flattery and opportunism. Tsk...lucky guy. "

The tall gangster nodded seriously and pretended to understand: "So, the new member of the Nosla Gang has suddenly become a big star."

"Who's to say otherwise? Based on the way Wright Nosla handles things, I guess he can't escape the position of second-in-command of the Nosla Gang."

The scarred gangster holding a cigarette raised his chin towards the door of the building: "Look, it's out."

At the entrance of the building, Kurapika, who had changed into a dark suit, walked out side by side with the leader of the Nosla Gang, Light Nosla.

"Kurapika, it's thanks to you this time. Otherwise, not only would my daughter's divination ability be taken away, but it is still unknown whether our Nosla Gang would be completely killed and disintegrated. When the Youkexin auction is completely over, I The gang's top brass will be summoned to announce your promotion to Nosla Gang's second-in-command."

Wright Nosla is a handsome man with a beard and slicked-back hair. He relied on his daughter Nyon Nosla to predict the future for gang bosses to avoid bad luck, and he climbed to his current position step by step.

In the evening, some of his subordinates reported that Miss Nyon had been deceived by a young man and fell into a coma. At that time, Wright Nosla thought that someone was interested in Nyon's beauty. Unexpectedly, Kurapika told him that the notorious thieves group - [Phantom Troupe] took a fancy to Miss Neon's divination ability and wanted to take it away, although with the help of Brother Kurapika, the other party failed. If they succeed, the brigade will not give up. They will definitely take advantage of the Nosla Gang gathering at the cemetery building for the auction to wipe out the entire Nosla Gang and kidnap Miss Nyong.

Wright Nosla was shocked. Without his daughter's divination ability, let alone continue to climb up. It was hard to say whether he would survive until the next weekend after knowing too many secrets of the top bosses.

So after a brief investigation and retrieval of the surveillance video in the building, he immediately believed what Kurapika said, and through Kurapika's senior brother Heather, he got on the line with the wealthy Roda Kingdom and Batra, and followed Heather's instructions Instructions to remove irrelevant civilians from the cemetery building as much as possible.

Then, he replaced the gang security personnel on the seventh to ninth floors through his own gang leader's authority, and spread the rumor among the bottom-level guards that "the Nosla gang is taking care of Miss Nyong on the ninth floor" (in fact, there was no Nosla gang at all. SLA members are here), and finally secretly planted a large number of bombs on the seventh to ninth floors.

Of course, these were Heather's plans, and Wright Nosla just followed them.

Wright Nosla is not an ordinary person who has no understanding of telekinesis. He also has his own estimate of the destructive power of telekinesis users. But when he actually saw the scene after the battle between Brother Kurapika and the Phantom Troupe, he couldn't help but feel a chill that penetrated his bones.

This is already beyond the mortal level of the physical body and the destructive power that a higher-level life body can create.

Thinking of this, Light Nosla couldn't help but make up his mind - he must have a good relationship with his brother Kurapika. Why not hand over the second-in-command position of the Nosla Gang to Kurapika? Being junior is never a problem. Being a gangster, strength is the key.

Facing Light Nosla's overture, Kurapika nodded slightly: "Thank you for your appreciation, I will continue to work hard."

At this time, Heather, who was wearing glasses, also came out, still wearing the somewhat tattered black suit, with 'boredom that ended abruptly' written all over her face: "What a boring ending. Then I'll start with Get out of the way, little cool guy."

"Well, I will contact you after I finish handling the matter here." Kurapika nodded. How come there is no regret in his heart?

Chrollo and Hisoka were indeed engaged in a life-and-death battle. The two were fighting inextricably. Heather wanted to kick Hisoka out within one to three minutes, but seeing how happy the two were fighting, she decided not to do anything.

Unexpectedly, Chrollo caught a flaw in Hisoka during the battle, and used the stolen telekinesis ability to materialize a pair of arms from his shoulders to clamp Hisoka tightly, looking at Heather and Kurapika with full eyes. Determination, and a trace of lifeless indifference:

"At least, let me take one away...for the spider."

Then a violent explosion filled the entire banquet hall, and Heather used [Light Egg] to cover herself and Kurapika in time. When the smoke cleared, they found that both Hisoka and Chrollo had died in the explosion, with no bones left. According to Heather, the two bodies together could not fit into a stew pot.

It was not a revenge battle full of violence and blood as imagined, which made Kurapika feel lost and somewhat relieved.

Heather straightened her suit jacket, then said hello to Light Nosla next to Kurapika, and then disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

In the early morning, all well-informed telekinesis users learned the shocking news——

The Phantom Troupe was completely destroyed.

Thanks to the 30-year-old otaku Ai Lingbo for the 1,000 starting coins

PS: Originally, this chapter was supposed to be about Chrollo versus Hisoka. I typed it eloquently for 1,500 words, allowing Chrollo to show off two original telekinesis abilities. But as I was writing it, I changed my mind. Do I need to write it in such detail?

Sometimes appropriate blank space can actually enhance the reading experience, so let’s just let The Phantom Troupe end neatly.

As for Hisoka... I really don't like him very much. He feels too perverted. His perverted behavior and mentality are even more perverted. Let's quit with Chrollo. Anyway, I don’t want to write about Heather’s battle with him in the Sky Tower. (The main reason is that Hisoka’s Nen ability has only a few tricks, which makes me unhappy when writing about it)