Starting as an inventor from Hunter x Hunter

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Under the leadership of Mog and Chrollo, the current Phantom Troupe members are from the same timeline as in the original story.

In terms of development and strengthening, they are completely incomparable, even worlds apart.

At least, after today's simple probing collision, the Kurdish bandits who looked over...

It seems they aren't a troublesome presence for them.

"Of course, the main concern is their leader, [Kud], who has not yet shown up."

The knight knew very well who the true core and mastermind of the [Kude Bandits] group was.

Only by eliminating their leader, Kud, can this criminal gang be completely destroyed.

"However, as for that strategist [Kud], the commander and vice-commander can handle him."

The knight-errant only thought about it for a moment, and then completely ignored it.

That Kud sounds impressive, but his two regimental commanders are just as formidable.

They left the enemy leader to their group leader to deal with, and they were not afraid of the other members of the group at all.

You could say there was absolutely no pressure at all!

Thinking of this, the knight relaxed and watched with amusement as Uvogin made a ruckus below.

The local gangsters, who had come from all directions, launched a relentless attack on Uvogin.

Boom! Boom!

Finally, someone brought Uvogin the rocket launcher he had always dreamed of.

That level of destructive power did indeed cause some damage to Uvogin in his current state.

But...

"That felt so good, so incredibly good!!"

Uvogin laughed loudly and charged out of the gunfire, covered in blood.

Such damage and power, on the contrary, further aroused his ferocity.

"Let Uvogin have some fun."

The knight yawned, "Perfect for wearing down these gangsters' forces."

"Moreover, with Uvogin drawing fire in front, our subsequent operations will not be disturbed."

Machi nodded slightly in agreement, her eyes reflecting the flames of the explosion.

Meanwhile, Finks and the others returned to their base, carrying with them the spoils scattered by the iron jaws.

"Something left behind by the other party..."

After taking a look, Mog smiled and said, "Perfect, I also have an invention here that's suitable for this purpose."

As he spoke, he pulled out a cane that looked like it was used by an elderly person, with a silver tip and a blue body.

Invention: Radar Cane

Source: Doraemon World - Future Technology Company.

Effect: After specifying the target characteristics, inserting it into the ground will automatically point to the location of the prisoner.

This invention first appeared in the theatrical film "Nobita's Secret Gadget Museum".

In the movie, after Doraemon loses his bell, Nobita uses the gadget to locate a fugitive and help retrieve the lost item.

The prop uses radar detection principles to achieve positioning, and is a representative of technological props with directional tracking capabilities in animation.

Actually, this was originally a gadget from the Sherlock Holmes set used to find the real culprit.

However, if it's someone like Iron Jaw, a criminal who retains so many distinctive features...

Finding him with the Radar Cane would be an easy task.

"If we could pinpoint the target's location..."

Snapped.

Kuroro, who had been looking down at his book, finally closed it.

"Then can we begin?"

He raised his head, a mysterious smile appearing on his handsome face. "The more you procrastinate, the more likely you are to run into other troubles."

"That's right, to avoid any unforeseen complications."

Mog nodded; on this point, both he and Kuroro were very decisive.

Once the goal is set, then there's no question about getting started immediately.

Just like the original Yorktown gathering event.

The Phantom Troupe hadn't had a large gathering for several years, and on the day of the assembly, Chrollo clearly explained his goals.

They immediately dispatched Uvogin and Feitan to seize the auction items from the underground auction.

......0...

If it weren't for Neon's prophetic abilities, which allowed her to foresee the Phantom Troupe's actions in advance...

Otherwise, they would have succeeded in that operation.

Then she simply flew away and left, and nothing more happened.

"Moreover, I am also quite curious about the character of Kud."

Kuroro smiled, but his eyes gradually deepened.

The leader of the world's top S-class criminal gang must be a very powerful figure, right?

I wonder what kind of Nen ability such a powerful character will develop~~~

It’s really exciting...

Kuroro subconsciously rubbed his fingers together, a hint of anticipation in his heart.

"I'll contact Xia Ke later and tell him to come over as soon as Wo Jin has finished venting his anger."

Mog didn't forget to add, "Also, how's Franklin doing?"

"Franklin had been keeping an eye on that building."

Finks truthfully replied, "There's been no news from over there so far."

Previously, the three people sent out were Knight, Franklin, and Machi to scout the surrounding area.

The knight and Machi mainly revolve around the casino.

Franklin, on the other hand, set his sights on the United Trade Building of the "Ten Elders," Salvatore Maras.

If that "Ten Old Men" dared to show his face...

Franklin, who was eyeing the situation covetously, didn't mind sending him to meet the underlings who had already gone down to the lower ranks.

"Keep Franklin in sight; he's one of the few good long-range offensive players among us."

Mog arranged it.

After several years of training, the members of the Phantom Troupe have gradually found and developed Nen abilities that suit them.

Franklin, who is an Emission-type, still chose shooting abilities such as [Dual-handed machine guns].

It is also perfectly suited for long-range sniping and assassination.

Even at close range, the powerful penetrating force of those psychic bullets can easily turn a person into a sieve.

Chapter 157 The Phantom Troupe mobilizes in full force! Such a perfect place to steal [Senses].

After Mog had arranged everything, there was no longer any need to stay at the base.

With the target locked in, it's natural to use all available resources.

After all, the other party is a world-class criminal organization, so we should show them some respect.

Even Kuroro is planning to personally take to the field, so naturally the others will follow suit.

"Hopefully, that idiot Uvogin will arrive a little later."

Finks clenched his fists together, shouting, "Otherwise, with only five of them, we won't have enough to go around!!!"

Phinks witnessed everything that happened inside the casino, from Uvogin and Nobunaga's actions to their actions.

Like Uvogin and the others, Phinks was also itching to try it out.

Nobunaga touched his neck, which was no longer bleeding much, and didn't seem to care.

He had no intention of seeking revenge—after all, the other party was going to die sooner or later anyway.

Therefore, following the direction pointed out by the radar cane, which indicated the specific direction based on the features left behind by the iron jaws.

Everyone in the base, including Paknotta, who wasn't considered a combatant, and the newly joined Peeling Ripper.

The entire group was mobilized, taking advantage of the boundless night.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

They ran swiftly towards the location where the Kurdish bandits were hiding.

The words are divided into two parts.

Ironjaw and Vionilet, who had already withdrawn, had returned to their group's base and rejoined the others.

In a secluded corner of a street right in the center of Ambrossa.

A neon sign flashed with half of its lettering, displaying the words "Little Style Bar".

Inside a large private room on the top floor, which resembled a hidden black bar.

"So, you ran into two guys at the casino who were looking for trouble and claimed to be from the Phantom Troupe?"

From a corner of the room, muffled voices could be heard.

"There should be more than two."

Vionelette, the Spider of Lies, was polishing the scarlet nail polish on her fingers.

“I could sense that there were other guys in the crowd watching us.”