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"Even the [Shadow Beasts] were not spared..."
When Torsmaras got to this point, he also briefly observed the reactions of the others.
They all remained calm, showing no surprise or concern whatsoever.
Without thinking, he straightened his kneeling posture even more.
Well, it's quite obvious that in the eyes of this group of villains, the [Shadow Beasts] they sent out were simply not enough.
Or rather, it cannot be a problem that hinders them at all, and it cannot even bother them.
Otherwise, this group of people wouldn't have avoided the [Yin Beast] and would have appeared here directly.
If even the [Yin Beast] can't work, then this group's strength and background must be much greater.
But the more this was the case, the more Torsmaras knew that this was a rare opportunity!
Faced with the opportunity that his uncle had died tragically, he still possessed a certain value, and could even use it to achieve a meteoric rise to power.
Torsmaras chose to seize it without hesitation.
Completely ignoring the corpse of his own uncle lying on the ground beside him, eyes wide open and lifeless, carelessly tossed aside.
Compared to his own life and the promising future that lay ahead, all of these things were insignificant.
He was even somewhat relieved that his uncle was old, frail, and greedy for money.
Otherwise, he might be the one lying on the ground as a corpse right now.
“My uncle, the Shadow Beasts, and the Kurdish bandit gang from before—they all died…”
Without considering the consequences, Torsmaras included the deaths of the Kude bandits and others in his account.
Of course, in terms of the outcome, there's nothing wrong with that.
"We are the Phantom Troupe."
Finks continued rubbing his muscular arms.
"They all died at the hands of the Phantom Troupe."
Torsmaras also changed his tune without hesitation and cooperated.
"However, before my uncle died, he left me the position of one of the Ten Elders, as well as the entire estate here in Ambrossa..."
He observed Mog's reaction as he spoke.
Then~~~
"That's the correct answer."
Mog clapped his hands lightly. "You're more pragmatic and smarter than I thought."
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
Torsmaras lowered his head deeply.
"Since you already know what to do, then get started."
Mog gave an order, then looked at Feitan and Phinks, especially Feitan:
"Didn't you say before that you hadn't had a chance to interrogate him?"
Mog smiled and said, "Well, now, the opportunity has arrived."
"Indeed, if I stay by this guy's side, I won't be short of people to interrogate in the short term."
Feitan, understanding Mog's meaning, nodded slightly. "I will stay with him for the time being."
"I will leave once he has officially taken over the position of the Ten Elders and stabilized his position."
Yes, after Uvogin killed all the elite gang members in Ambrossa.
There is a severe shortage of manpower in Torsmaras.
The manpower here refers to the forces that can help him seize territory and protect his power.
If even their [Yin Beasts] die, then they'll have no strength left.
In that case, let alone whether Torsmaras can hold onto his position as one of the "Ten Elders".
It's good enough if you don't get completely taken advantage of.
Therefore, it is necessary for Feitan and his men to be stationed here to maintain order.
Once Torsmaras has secured his position among the "Ten Elders," it will be Mog's turn to reap the rewards.
With Torsmaras's intelligence and wisdom, and with the help of Feitan and the others...
If they still can't take the position of "Ten Old Men," they might as well find a piece of wood and kill themselves.
"I'll stay here too."
Machi suddenly spoke up as well.
Facing the probing gazes of the crowd, Machi's eyes flickered slightly, but her tone remained calm.
"The Ten Elders and the gang's inventory here must have accumulated quite a bit, right?"
"Especially this dead guy, he was so greedy in life, he must have amassed a lot of wealth, right?"
Yes, the goal is quite clear, which is typical of Machi.
The others nodded silently and then looked away.
However, this couldn't stop some people from acting recklessly.
"Haha, that's perfect!"
Finks, rubbing his arm, was actually amused.
“One of the Shadow Beasts here has died. Machi, you can replace it.”
Finks, seemingly convinced he had come up with a brilliant idea, spoke with great enthusiasm:
"Since you're playing with Nen lines, I've already thought of a codename for you: 'Spider,' how about that?!"
"Perfect timing! Spiders also weave webs using silk threads... Waaaaaah!!!"
Before Finks could finish speaking, Machi hoisted him up.
His mouth was also sealed shut by Machi using her Nen threads.
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute."
Machi remained expressionless, and the others were unsurprised by her behavior.
Nobody paid any attention to Finks's silly idea.
Even the last member to join, Peeling Ripper, has now integrated well into the team.
Am I a little late?
At this moment, Franklin, who had been in charge of guarding the building, finally made his leisurely appearance.
"No, you came just in time."
The members of the group had no complaints about this meticulous and hardworking older brother.
If he hadn't discovered the location of this secret room in time and passed the information on to them...
Otherwise, they wouldn't have found this place.
"I understand……"
After understanding what had happened, Franklin nodded slightly.
"Actually, I could have stayed..."
"No need. Too many people staying here will easily attract unwanted attention."
This time, without Mog even needing to shake his head, Kuroro was the first to refuse Franklin's offer.
The idea is good, but too much of a good thing can be bad.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Finks, who was being hung up by Machi, started stammering again.
"What is he saying?"
The swordsman asked with some curiosity.
"He said he could trade with Franklin."
March acted as the translator, saying that Franklin could stay here in his place so he wouldn't have to hang there.
After she finished translating, she tightened the thread that was suspending Phinks even further.
Make sure that this time, he won't even be able to open his mouth.
Others: "~~~~~~"
Just as everyone was somewhat speechless.
Bang~! ! !
The door to the secret room was suddenly blasted open.
"Hahahaha, I told you, no one can stop me!!"
Uvogin's arrogant laughter followed: "[Yin Shou] can't stop me, let alone an iron gate like this!!"
Uvogin walked in, covered in blood and monkey hair.
"Where is that 'Ten Old Men'?!"
His eyes widened, his gaze almost murderous as he surveyed the area.
Then, very quickly, he discovered the only two people in the room he didn't recognize.
One lay on the ground, a cold corpse, while the other knelt there, head bowed, trembling.
Uvogin: "..."
He fell silent once again.
It seems he's late again this time.
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