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Long was a little disappointed.
Sato didn't respond. The man swung the hilt of the knife and released telekinesis... but not at Long.
Instead... he slit his own throat.
Committed suicide...
No begging for mercy, no resistance... He knew his fate, and it would be better to commit suicide than to be killed.
At least...it reflects the dignity and awareness of being a 'ninja'.
"What a shame... I was hoping you could destroy two wild monsters so I could try out the red and blue double buffs..."
Long left a word and turned away.
……
On the other side, the only Psychic user around Brown had just killed the Demonic Swamp Frog and the Razorback Bird.
If you want to create distance and the attack range of wild monsters, you also need to have that speed and strength.
Obviously... this Nen user is far inferior to Sato.
The tenth old man was just an ordinary person, and he was also restrained by him, forcing the Nen user to distract himself from protecting him.
After the monster disappeared, the man just pulled Brown and prepared to run away, but a hand pierced his chest from the back.
The man opened his eyes wide, unable to believe... so soon... the battle between Sato and the other two ended?
Long pulled his arm out of the sticky body...his face looked a little tired.
"you…"
On the side, the old man Brown's face changed and he was a little at a loss.
Standing there stupidly...
Oboro caught up with him, which means... Sato is dead.
The person he relied on the most...had lost in the end. Even if he refused to accept it, this was the fact.
"I can give up my position! I can give you the position of the Ten Old Men, everything...everything!"
At this moment, Brown, who had always been aloof and calm, revealed his mercenary and petty side, and a sense of panic spread to every part of his body.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you long ago that I'm not interested in you."
Long glanced at him and said calmly.
As he turned and left, a black shadow swept up and brushed across the upper body of the ten old men.
The next second...Brown's flesh and blood exploded, leaving only the remains of his lower body, and he fell to the ground.
"I'm a little tired. I'm going to go back and have a good sleep..."
Long was strolling farther and farther away, yawning and smiling bitterly.
……
Ten Old Man Brown is dead!
Soon, the news spread among the underground forces in the country, causing an uproar...
Even later...the mafias in other parts of the world were also in an uproar after receiving the news.
After all, they are ten old men...
As expected, the other nine of the ten old men also intervened one after another, but... the new one was not the candidate Brown had previously chosen, but the former head of the Fields family, Long! He got the support of the ten old men, which surprised everyone.
Especially for the gangs in the Republic of Bartochia, they knew very well that before his death, Brown sent out armed troops to wipe out the Fields family...but they failed to find a few key figures such as Fields Lily and Oboro.
The matter was over, and they also sorted out the cause and effect...it was the game between the Fields family and the ten old men Brown!
The outside world does not know the details of Brown's death...but there are many different opinions and all kinds of rumors flying around.
All the blame was directed at Long.
The ten old men did a good job in blocking information.
Try to reduce public opinion and cover up the truth, because Brown's death has also had some slight impact on the prestige of the ten old men.
Overall, the impact is not significant.
And now that the other ten old men have spoken, Long's promotion is a foregone conclusion, and the people below can only bear it even if they have some complaints.
Moreover, after experiencing this war, the Fields family has gained a certain reputation.
A month later, Long and the housekeepers David and Lily moved into the palace that originally belonged to Brown.
Now... this place has become the residence of the Fields family!
"Master, we have already taken over Brown's armed forces. There are basically no resistance. As for his industries... the gangs in our jurisdiction are seriously injured. It will probably take a long time to recover. In addition, several family representatives want to see you..."
"You go and deal with it..."
Hazy said perfunctorily.
"Yes." David nodded.
"The Tenth Old Man also hopes that you will hurry up to meet him. After all... you are a new face."
"They just want me to express my opinion. I just took over the position, and it will take some time before I can have a say." Long smiled indifferently and looked at the woman sitting in the wheelchair. "I can go there and figure out some things... But I won't come back afterwards. I will find a way to hand over the position of the Tenth Old Man to David..."
The old butler was shocked when he heard the voice.
"Don't be nervous. I just want you to be the head of the family in public... I don't like trouble."
Long saw that he had a misunderstanding and explained.
After hearing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
The clever Filslily understood what he meant, "Do you want to be a hands-off boss and hide behind the scenes?"
"Are you really willing to give it up? At least on the surface, you will become one of the Ten Old Men, and enjoy status and resources..."
"I'm not very interested in that stuff... There's no difference between David and me. I stayed in the gang for so long for some purpose... The time it has dragged on has exceeded my budget." Long said bluntly.
The goal has been achieved.
"Indeed... Even now, if you don't know me well, you don't look like a gangster... It fits your style."
Lily nodded slightly.
"That's it. I've made up my mind."
Long clapped his hands.
"Even the 'Ten Old Men' can't hold you down. Can I ask what you are going to do?"
Lily blinked her eyelashes, curious.
Although they have known each other for a while...she and David actually don't know much about Long's background and identity.
All I know is... he went to a place called Sky Arena.
Long rarely talks about himself.
"What are you going to do..."
Long pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Dream..."
dream?
The housekeeper and the woman were both stunned.
I didn't expect this answer at all.
I have something to do today, so I'll come earlier.
salute!
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Half a month later, Long set off to meet the other ten old men.
Go to the continent of Ezhen.
It must be said that after he had money and status, things were different. Before, he had always been on the spaceship with other passengers. But now... the entire spaceship was his, private and exclusive.
Not only that, the space inside the spacecraft is guarded by layers of security... inside and outside, there are mafia bodyguards.
Although he doesn't need protection...but the scene is a bit grand.
“It’s been almost a year…”
Sitting on the spacious and soft sofa that could even be used as a bed, Long crossed his legs and looked out the huge floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. He could clearly see the scenery of the vast land and muttered to himself.
The gains in the past year have been quite huge, not to mention the resources of the ten old men and the gang.
Before this, his battles with Nen users were all 1v1, but his experience as a gangster expanded his adaptability and diversification of combat types... He also witnessed more colorful Nen abilities, and high-intensity fighting had a significant impact on stimulating and improving his energy and body.
The use of his own mental abilities has become more mature.
Another thing is... he really began to integrate into and understand the ethos of this world.
There’s a sense of reality…not just as a time traveler.
He is now also a member of the hunter world!
From his success, it is not difficult to see...how high the upper limit of a person with the ability of Nen is.
For ordinary people, the boss of an ordinary mafia group is an unattainable existence, let alone the ten old men. Long believes that besides him, there must be peers who can replace the ten old men, but for those "experts", there are many ways to reach the top and understand the world, and the mafia is just one of them... In other words, only Long chose to take this path.
It was just a coincidence...there happened to be some conflict with the Fields family.
It’s quite amazing to think about it…
Long hooked his finger, and a subordinate beside him handed him the juice that had been poured long ago.
This is the boss's unique hobby... He doesn't smoke or cigars, and he likes to drink coffee or juice when he's free... He's different from other big guys, and he doesn't have the same style. People around him have gotten used to it.
Host: Hazy.
Age: 20 years old.