Hunter: Mind Capacity Starting From Devil Fruit

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inside the room.

Everyone who saw the two people entering the room one after another fell silent.

Although it was impossible to hear the conversation between the two before, the magic-like behavior was deeply reflected in everyone's eyes.

"What was that just now?"

Uvogin, who didn't understand cryptic things, said directly to the two of them, "Are you two hiding some secret that we don't know about?"

"I'll tell you later..."

Chrollo glanced at it and turned to face the crowd.

"According to the latest information obtained, the black jackal forces in Beicheng District are infiltrating into the East District..."

"Huh? Are you talking about the group of jackals in Beicheng?"

Uvogin was surprised: "Don't these guys never like to step outside the scope of the North District?"

"Besides, we have never had any conflicts with them. Why do we suddenly bring it up?"

"Is it because of the white wolf?"

Not far away, Shalnark, who was sitting beside the hospital bed, calmly analyzed: "There have been rumors that the black jackal was swallowed by someone half a year ago and expanded rapidly..."

"This time the White Wolf disappeared and it took out such a large territory... Could it be that the Black Jackal wants to use this as a way to enter the power circle in the East District?"

"It's really because of White Wolf..."

Chrollo nodded and shook his head slightly.

"But the reason for the invasion is completely different from what you imagined..."

"Can you please stop playing riddles!!"

Uvogin, whose head was a little swollen after hearing this, said slightly impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. Do you want to fight with the Black Jackals?"

"If that's the case, I'm the best at it!"

"..."

In this regard, Chrollo's expression did not change at all. After so many years of getting along, he was already used to the other person's personality.

"Then let's make a long story short..."

His eyes glanced at Huang Quan, who had moved to Machi's bedside for some unknown reason, and Chrollo said calmly: "The head of the black jackal is the brother of the white wolf Shoggoth, Shogru!"

"With the disappearance of the Shoggoths and the disbandment of the White Wolves, the Shoggoths will definitely look for clues. When the time comes, a battle with our spiders will be inevitable."

"What a joke!"

Veins popped up on Nobunaga's forehead, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"These damn guys, we are the ones who can sneak attack, right?"

"In my opinion, it would be better to just strike first!"

A sinister smile appeared on Uvogin's lips.

"With the fighting skills of these guys, it doesn't matter how many people there are."

"Or are you afraid, Chrollo? If so, let me take everyone to deal with them!"

"Uvogin!"

Franklin, who had been silent next to him, said calmly: "Listen to what Chrollo has to say first!"

"Are you ordering me?"

Uvogin straightened up and looked at him, with a slight smile and said: "Whenever you can defeat me, come and order me!"

"Oh, is it so?"

When the tall Franklin heard this, his calm expression suddenly turned cold.

"Do you think you can beat me? Uvogin!"

"It's hard to say." Uvogin's arm muscles swelled slightly and he asked, "How about giving it a try?"

For a time, there was a tense situation between the two.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

At this time, Chrollo looked at the two of them calmly.

"If you can, let's continue the topic."

"Unless you want to be dealt with by others without knowing how to obtain intelligence..."

"..."

The stalemate was broken. The two Uvogins, who were about to start a fight, looked at each other again and simply answered their original positions.

Regarding all this, the expressions of the rest of the people present did not change at all, and all they did was watch quietly, with no intention of interfering at all.

Unruly...

Never give in...

He is truly a native of Meteor Street.

Next to him, Huang Quan, who had observed this, shook his head slightly.

If Chrollo really wants to form the Phantom Troupe, from a normal person's perspective, this time should be the most appropriate.

After all, Meteor Street advocates the strong and the survival of the fittest.

But... with this guy's thinking...

Do you want to solve all problems at the moment when everyone awakens to [reading]?

No...if this is the case, the variables are too great.

Or……

Is this guy Chrollo enjoying this process?

Thinking of this, a hint of surprise flashed in Huang Quan's eyes, which then turned into recognition.

If it were you, what would you do most when faced with such a situation...

Nurture them…

Until it is conquered or destroyed.

"Then it seems..."

Huang Quan looked up at Chrollo, who looked calm.

Does this guy want to use this incident as an opportunity to set a test for everyone and lay the foundation for subsequent establishment?

In the middle of the living room, seeing that the atmosphere became quiet again, Chrollo said calmly: "The black jackal is not scary, but..."

"Large-scale weapon fights can be held one after another in Meteor Street. Do you think the [Four Beasts] in the Council of Elders don't know?"

"Chrollo! Are you saying that the [Four Beasts] have acquiesced in this happening?"

Shalnark said in shock: "What a bunch of damn old guys. It's time for profit distribution again."

"That's right."

Chrollo nodded and said.

"Just like Shalnark said, Meteor Street's annual [profit distribution war], based on the current intelligence analysis, I have been able to determine..."

"And the White Wolf and Black Jackal's successive attacks are just the trigger for the distribution of interests. Next, as long as the Meteor Street forces are beginning to take shape, they will be swept in..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked shocked.

Benefit distribution war?

Huang Quan, who had no corresponding record in his memory, turned to look at Machi and asked doubtfully: "Sister Machi... the profit distribution war that Chrollo heard about..."

"It is a symbol of the reshuffle of Meteor Street..."

After coming back to his senses, Machi's cold expression became solemn: "The last time it happened was six or seven years ago. Maybe you don't remember..."

"That day... the entire Meteor Street was filled with blood, and countless corpses were scattered on the street..."

"Even they... died that day."