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The man seemed a little afraid of him and snorted.
"This is a video recording of his match in the Sky Arena... take a good look at it!" The middle-aged man glanced at the people in the room and warned.
After saying that, he was the first to find a chair and sit down.
The TV screen turned and began playing.
The man on the sofa also looked over.
For a moment, the hall became quiet except for the sound of the TV.
After a while, several videotapes were played. The middle-aged man, the security captain of the Fels family, looked at his four colleagues and said, "Rod has been killed by him... Just a few hours ago, from what Jiaku described, Rod had no power to resist and was killed instantly."
"..."
Several people looked at each other.
"Rod is the weakest among us... When that guy came to apply for the job, I told you... Letting him join us would hold us back... But you refused to listen." The first person to speak was the man in pajamas, who glanced at the middle-aged man and sneered.
Instead of discussing the issue concerning Long, he started by blaming her.
"He's a materialization type... but his fighting style and method are more like a reinforcement type."
A person standing in the corner spoke.
"It's best not to let him get close to you... His abilities seem to be very varied. Apart from the initial method of summoning 'soldiers', the others... there are no clues for the time being." The Nen user who was sitting with the middle-aged man pinched his chin and analyzed.
"I don't need to tell you the important things... The boss will be here soon... This Long is very powerful! We must minimize the risks of various emergencies and incidents and make everything controllable. The boss's safety comes first... If something goes wrong, none of you can afford it!"
The middle-aged man emphasized coldly.
"Especially you, Bert!"
"Yes, I understand…"
The man in pajamas shouted perfunctorily.
"Next, I will formulate a security plan, and you will supplement it!"
Then, middle-aged people began to make arrangements.
After a while, after giving instructions... the three of them walked out of the hall one by one.
Bot and his girlfriend sat on the sofa without moving. The man looked at the closed door and spat: "What a thing, just a few years earlier than me... an old dog."
"Botte, don't be angry... I think this is a good opportunity."
The woman lying in his arms said something tactfully.
"What do you mean?"
Bott heard the hidden meaning.
"If...if..." The woman laughed, put her mouth close to the man's ear, and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, Bot's lazy face suddenly became interested and serious.
"My baby is still smart~~"
"Damn it, it's all for you."
"Hahaha."
……
Long followed the gangsters and drove back to Tandon and arrived at a manor.
"Get out of the car."
Someone opened the car door, looked at Long who seemed to be asleep, and said.
It was the first time I saw an outsider act so relaxed before a meeting with the boss.
"arrive?"
Long opened his eyes, stretched, and got out of the car.
"Follow me and don't have any bad thoughts, otherwise if something happens, you will bear the consequences yourself." The man with glasses standing in front reminded.
Long raised his hands to show that he was honest.
The two entered the manor one after the other. What Long noticed first was not the eye-catching castle, but the surveillance cameras all around... There were also countless gang members guarding and patrolling, and the distance between each other was only a few dozen meters. These bodyguards wore headphones and communication equipment, and each of them had sharp eyes, always keeping an eye on Long, the outsider's every move, and reporting quietly.
There were also quite a few hounds on chains barking... they looked very ferocious.
Long's ears hurt from the noise and he casually glanced at the group of large dogs.
Suddenly...the barking of the dog stopped.
The bodyguards were shocked to find that the big dogs beside them all had their tails tucked in, and some were even peeing... They were struggling violently against the ropes, as if trying to escape.
Long withdrew his gaze.
strict.
A word popped into his mind.
Are all Mafia bosses so afraid of death? …
It is in line with their status and cautious style.
In the original novel, the Ten Old Men are managers of underground forces, but they rarely show up in public. After all, they are in the underworld and have too many enemies... They have to consider their own safety.
He saw that the ground in the manor was still covered with weeds and had not been cleaned up, which meant that this was not the base camp of the Fields family... It was most likely a temporary transfer.
"I'm pretty respectable..."
Hazy raised the corners of his mouth.
The man with glasses in front looked back at him and led him into the castle.
After going up the stairs, we turned into a long corridor and finally stopped in front of a metal armored door.
A middle-aged man with gray hair stood in front of the door.
The building is also well staffed and equipped.
"Those with the ability to read..."
I vaguely noticed something.
"The boss is waiting for you inside." The middle-aged man with glasses nodded, looked Long up and down, and spoke.
Immediately, he turned around and pushed the door open, revealing the magnificent hall inside.
"please!"
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to make way.
Long walked in without paying attention. Right in front of him, there was a figure smoking a cigar and sitting in a boss chair with his back to him.
In front of the table, there was a guy covered in bruises and unrecognizable, who had fainted. It was Charles.
"1, 2, 3..."
He rolled his eyeballs and counted.
In addition to him and the boss, there were four other people in the hall... no, it should be five.
Because the middle-aged man behind him had already walked in and closed the door.
Sitting on the sofa was a scantily clad man and woman, who looked like a couple.
There was a male secretary standing next to the mafia boss, and there was another one hiding in a corner upstairs in the hall. Although his aura was well hidden, Long still noticed it.
A total of... five Nen users!
A big event!
"You are very courageous..."
Suddenly, the boss sitting on the leather chair said, "How dare you take money from my casino!"
"Thank you for the compliment."
Hazy smiled.
"..."
The people at the scene did not expect him to answer like this, and their breathing paused.
"Your casino is open, and you dare to be the banker, so you are naturally not afraid of people betting. It's just... I'm lucky, and I bet right every time..."
Swish.
The leather chair turned around, revealing the true face of a man holding a cigar.
He has a very good aura, a true superior, and has a bit of the aristocratic feel of a celebrity.
Looks younger than I imagined...
She looked to be less than 40 years old, was dressed meticulously, and wore several valuable rings on both hands.
"Firsgaru, my name."
The boss was not angry, and said calmly: "The Sky Arena gambling has always been the biggest source of income for my casinos... There have been people who wanted to take advantage of it over the years. Guess... How are they doing?"
Waiting quietly for the next step.
"Not only them, but also their families... must pay the price for the mistakes they made!"
"You are a talent...so, I will give you a chance."
"How to say?"
Long raised his eyebrows.
"Spit out your money... and work for me."
"What if I refuse?"
Long continued.
"Refuse? Go die if you refuse... You two are together, so how can I let you go?" The man on the sofa mocked.
Refers to Charles and Long.
"I know... you so-called fighters, martial artists, are more or less eccentric... but this world is dominated by a few people, and power is the only thing! To put it nicely, you are talented and lucky enough to join my family... To put it bluntly, people like you are just a group of stray dogs wandering around... It is your honor and your only value to be noticed by someone like me."