Chapter 102 : Feitan and Franklin!!

Even when he was relaxed, Germain still made sure to release small "En." This habit helped him avoid sneak attacks that could have seriously injured him.

He looked at the two figures warily, like a taut bowstring.

Two members of the "Phantom Troupe" emerged from the darkness.

Franklin, as tall as a bear with ears that reached past his shoulders, stood beside Feitan, who was shorter with his chin hidden in a high collar.

Germain didn't dwell on why he encountered them here, but he immediately realized that tonight would be a life-or-death battle.

Franklin's ten fingers had their first joints removed, revealing ten black muzzles. As a "Nen user," he had just fired a "Nen bullet" at Germain.

He used the modified fingers as a "Vows and Limitations" to increase the destructive power of the "Nen bullet" while maintaining the ability to fire continuously.

"What a pity." Franklin shook his head, his long earlobes swaying. "If the sneak attack had worked, things would be much simpler now."

Feitan snorted and said, "I told you before to just attack directly. Why waste time on a sneak attack?"

"Feitan," Franklin reminded, "Have you forgotten what Boss told us a few days ago?"

Feitan's face darkened. He muttered something under his breath but didn't answer Franklin directly.

Franklin sighed, "Some time ago, Hisoka killed Bonolenov, who was acting alone. The leader gave us new orders after that."

When Germain heard this, he understood.

The "2" in "2:1" in the text message Hisoka sent a few days ago referred to the lives of Kortopi and Bonolenov. Hisoka was showing off to Germain.

"I'm already ahead~" Germain imagined hearing Hisoka's annoying voice.

During the battle at Stonehenge, Bonolenov had worked with Chrollo to deliver a fatal blow to Hisoka. Hisoka chose him not just because he was alone.

It seems Germain should be wary not only of the "Phantom Troupe" but also of Hisoka.

Franklin didn't mind that Germain heard their conversation; he crossed his strong arms over his chest and continued speaking calmly.

"The leader instructed us to work in pairs at a minimum. After we find Hisoka and Germain, we must report back to the leader and the rest of the group immediately."

"I understand," Feitan replied gruffly, his face dark and clearly displeased with the order.

Franklin shook his head, his earlobes swinging like dried meat.

"I just talked to the leader. He said we need to wait until everyone is assembled. If you hadn't lost your cool and pushed for action, I wouldn't have had to worry about alerting the enemy."

It turns out Feitan and Franklin ran into Germain by chance. They saw him walking alone in the crowd and then leaving the street, so they decided to follow him quietly.

When enemies meet, they are often intensely competitive, and Feitan wanted to take action several times.

Franklin tried to reason with Germain multiple times without success. Besides, Franklin himself wanted to kill Germain, which is why he attacked just now.

However, they didn't expect Germain to be so alert that he dodged Franklin's "Double Machine Gun" attack without warning.

Feitan clicked his tongue, then glared at Germain with a dismissive attitude.

He said coldly, "It will take at least until tomorrow for the leader and his team to arrive. How can we wait that long? Besides, can't the two of us handle Germain by ourselves?"

Franklin was silent.

Feitan continued, "If Phinks were still alive and knew we were here, hiding from Germain, he'd laugh at us."

Franklin looked at Feitan and saw the anger in his eyes.

In the tight-knit Phantom Troupe, Feitan and Phinks had a bond that was deeper than anyone else's. They weren't just close; they had been friends since they were young.

The two shared similar interests. As they grew older, it became routine for them to torture and kill outsiders together. They were also very familiar with each other's habits and hobbies.

So when Feitan suddenly heard that Phinks and Kortopi had been killed, and that Germain and Hisoka had betrayed him, he could hardly believe it.

He refused to believe that Phinks could die so easily until he witnessed Phinks's tragic death with his own eyes. It was then that he accepted the harsh reality.

Feitan buried his two fallen comrades with a somber expression and remained silent, but he continued to search for Germain's whereabouts.

He was determined to seek revenge.

However, after the Battle of Stonehenge, Germain seemed to vanish from the earth, and there was no trace of him since.

Feitan tried various methods, including asking Shalnark to check the Hunter website and searching the dark web, but found no leads.

As nearly a month passed with no progress, they were hit with more bad news: Hisoka had killed the lone Bonolenov.

The leader then ordered them to form a team of at least two, so Feitan formed a team with Franklin.

Unexpectedly, Germain, who had been missing for so long, suddenly appeared before them today.

Feitan was overwhelmed with rage and could no longer be swayed. He was resolute in his determination to avenge his friend.

Franklin knew that he could no longer persuade him and could not use the Coin to forcibly stop Feitan, as that would only make Feitan hate him.

So Franklin decided that he had no choice but to disobey the leader's orders.

He let out a long sigh, joined Feitan, and said, "Let's do it. Don't give him a chance to escape; otherwise, it will only cause endless trouble."

"I understand." Feitan pulled out an umbrella and said coldly, "I'll leave him just enough breath to keep him alive. I'll peel his skin off bit by bit with my own hands and let insects and ants bite his flesh!"

"I'll find his loved ones, friends, and partners, and make them watch as I cut them into pieces, letting them hear their desperate cries with their own ears!"

His threats were not empty words. He had done this many times before, each time successfully torturing his enemies to the brink of mental collapse.

It was the same thing done to Sarasa, putting her in a bag and leaving her where they could see.

Feitan would then subject anyone he disliked and hated to this same torture to satisfy his twisted desire for revenge and sadism.

"It shouldn't be hard to find someone he cares about," Franklin said with a smile. "Pakunoda can uncover the deepest desires in his heart. He might not even realize how important this person is to him."

Feitan sneered cruelly: "I can already picture him crying and wailing, begging me not to harm them. Hahahahahaha..."

Faced with a formidable enemy, Germain didn't panic or get angry but instead observed and thought calmly.

When he saw Franklin suddenly raise his arms, he reacted instantly! 

Franklin's powerful "Double Machine Gun" was used again, and his "Nen bullets" swept over, shattering thick tree trunks and bushes, like autumn wind blowing away fallen leaves!

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