Chapter 84

"Fei?"

After dealing with the Owl, Allen did not rush to leave. Instead, he picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground, intending to further fuel the already out-of-control conflict.

The voice on the other end of the phone, belonging to one of the Ten Elders, immediately asked in a stern tone, "Owl? What did you do to him?"

"Owl? Ah! You mean the guy who was holding an interesting piece of cloth just now? He's dead. To be precise, all the Shadow Beasts are dead."

Allen deliberately used a sarcastic tone to irritate the already sensitive nerves of the person on the other end.

Previously, he had successfully provoked the Phantom Troupe's hatred towards the Mafia Alliance. Now was the time to give the Mafia Alliance a reason to go to war.

"What? You killed all the Shadow Beasts!"

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly shocked by this news, and even his voice betrayed a hint of panic.

"Yep! They were too weak and died by accident. If you want to be smart, hand over all the treasures from the auction. Otherwise, we, the Phantom Troupe, won't mind coming to take them by force. By then, it won't just be about the auction items; it will also be about your lives." Allen sneered as he issued his threat.

"Very well! Very well indeed! The Phantom Troupe sure has some guts! If that's the case, let's go to war and see who is the true king of the underworld."

After saying this, the unknown member of the Ten Elders decisively hung up.

Hearing the busy tone from the phone, Allen's lips curled into a playful smile as he muttered to himself, "Done! Now, neither the Ten Elders nor the Phantom Troupe have any room for retreat or reconciliation. In the end, one side will be completely annihilated. As for me, I will cut off the Spider's limbs one by one in the upcoming war. As for Kuroko, I'll leave him to Hisoka."

In less than a day, he had killed ten Shadow Beasts and two Phantom Troupe members, one of whom had the ability he most wanted—Gyudan.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a great harvest.

Most importantly, he had finally completed all the preparations before the official hunt. The next step was to patiently wait for the Troupe to come to him.

Just as Allen was about to go and meet Bodoro, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Out of instinct, he immediately took it out and answered.

Instantly!

Hisoka's twisted and deranged laughter came through the receiver: "Hehehehe! Dope and Woban were killed by you, right?"

"Did you call just to confirm that?" Allen asked calmly.

"No, of course not. But you sure are bold, daring to kill Woban in front of so many Troupe members, and even using the dangerous bomb, Poor Rose, to prevent others from approaching easily. Do you know? The entire Troupe, including Kuroko, has been enraged by your provocation. If nothing goes wrong, the war will start tomorrow." Hisoka bluntly revealed the Troupe's next move.

As expected, these outlaws did not choose to flee or retreat.

To be precise, they no longer had the option to flee, or they would spend the rest of their lives under the Mafia's bounty and pursuit.

Moreover, Allen had publicly threatened to destroy the entire Meteor Street with Rose while disguised as a sick dog.

That was the place where most of the Troupe members were born and raised!

For them, Meteor Street was their hometown and their roots. Otherwise, they wouldn't have specially returned to help deal with the Chimera Ants during the Ant Arc.

"So, what about Kuroko's plan? Don't tell me he will foolishly lead the remaining members to charge into the Mafia-controlled building." Allen's voice carried a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

"They are currently investigating information about the Shadow Beasts and have already identified a guy called the Sick Dog. I must say, your ability to perfectly transform into others is quite convenient, even fooling smart people like Kuroko and Feitan. If I'm not mistaken, Kuroko will likely divide the Troupe members into several groups tomorrow to try to kill some Shadow Beasts in the city, and then launch a full-scale attack on the Mafia at night."

Hisoka, the epitome of the unpredictable, had no qualms about selling out the Troupe.

"Understood. Keep a close eye on their movements. If Kube or Feitan separates from the main group, send me a message as long as the number of people doesn't exceed three." Allen quickly gave instructions.

"OK! If Kuroko has any new actions, I'll let you know immediately."

After saying this, Hisoka hung up and walked straight into an abandoned, dilapidated amusement park.

Just as he was about to check the surroundings, a blond-haired Kurapika suddenly emerged from the darkness, asking vigilantly, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Oh, you're here early." Hisoka instinctively licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

"Answer my question! Who were you talking to just now! Is it someone from the Phantom Troupe?" Kurapika pressed on relentlessly.

"No, of course not. I was talking to a mutual friend. He made quite a splash today, taking out two Troupe members in one go. One of them was a main combatant, and he killed him in front of five others. Just thinking about the scene makes me shiver with excitement!"

Mentioning this, Hisoka became uncontrollably excited, and the killing aura he emitted made the small animals around him scatter.

"A mutual friend?" Kurapika looked puzzled.

He had witnessed Woban's death and did not consider the Shadow Beast to be his friend.

Hisoka undoubtedly sensed the subtle change in the other's emotions and immediately smiled, probing, "Hmm—were you there at the time?"

"If you mean the battle in the outskirts of the city, yes, I was there." Kurapika nodded in acknowledgment.

"No wonder! You probably don't know, but the guy who called himself a Shadow Beast was actually someone using a special ability to transform. His goal was the same as yours, to hunt the Spiders, and he has already cut off two of the Spider's legs." Hisoka hinted meaningfully.

"You mean... the Phantom Troupe lost a member before reaching the outskirts!" Kurapika's face showed surprise.

"Yes! Not only that, he also successfully provoked a war between the Phantom Troupe and the Mafia Ten Elders. How about it, want to work with me? I can provide you with some information about the Troupe members. Otherwise, before long, your enemies might all be gone. Because, as far as I know, none of the targets this guy has set his sights on have escaped; they all ended up dead."

Without a doubt, Hisoka was well aware of the deep-seated hatred this young man had for the Troupe and planned to use it for his own private agenda.

"What's your goal, then?" Kurapika clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay calm.

"Simple! I want to duel with the leader, Kuroko, but I don't quite trust the promise that guy gave me, so I need you to slightly disrupt or delay his hunting actions. What's your answer?"

Hisoka made no attempt to hide his motives, speaking openly.

To be precise, he was unsure if Allen would feel the same irresistible urge to fight Kuroko when he saw him.

"Deal!"

Kurapika made his decision after a moment's thought.

After all, watching the Phantom Troupe die at someone else's hands was not the revenge he wanted.

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