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After Ian gave the order.
Having come to terms with reality, Jorar and Xia are preparing for the upcoming large-scale purge in Ejin City.
The downfall of the Kalie Gang.
This created a period of vacuum in underground power.
Many previously weak gangs are now stirring with ambition.
They all wanted to take over the territory once ruled by the Kalie Gang, hoping to rise to the top and become the new elites of the underworld.
However, they soon faced a backlash.
In the darkness of night.
From within the notorious gangs, piercing screams echoed.
"Swish!" "Swish!"...
Two figures appeared in various dark corners, such as the armory, large warehouse, and transport dock. Chrollo and Feitan transformed into ruthless assassins in the night, emerging from the shadows and acting cleanly and efficiently, killing a group of gang members.
Ian's [Ability Copy Gloves] copied Silva's abilities, but only for one day.
But.
In just one day, Chrollo and Feitan learned a lot.
Both were already highly talented, and these assassination techniques perhaps suited their attributes, so they learned them exceptionally quickly.
In comparison, figures like Uvogin and Nobunaga still haven't grasped even a little bit of it.
"Tick-tock... tick-tock..."
Blood dripped from the black umbrella. Feitan, wearing a mask that concealed his face, looked back at the factory behind him with a mocking smile in his eyes.
Inside the factory were gang members who had died in extremely gruesome ways.
Their bodies were torn apart, and their faces bore horrific, inhuman features, as if they had endured extreme torture.
No one could die easily under the terrifying toxins of the "Big Black Umbrella".
"Smack!"
A lighter was thrown onto the spilled gasoline, and the factory instantly burst into flames, erasing all past evils.
"Flames... burn away all evil..."
Gazing at the raging flames before him, bathed in their crimson Feitan's eyes held a complex expression as he murmured something.
Chrollo stood beside him, watching in silence.
The two stood there for quite a while.
Chrollo then spoke.
"This is the fourth one. The operations have been too frequent these past two days, and it seems to have attracted the attention of the relevant departments..."
Perhaps Feitan's killing of gangsters was too cruel.
Chrollo noticed signs that they were being investigated.
Feitan glanced at him and chuckled.
"What's there to worry about? Government matters will naturally be handled by Sharku's people."
As he said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a cold glint.
"If they can't even do this, then they're of no use to Ian..."
Chrollo remained silent, only speaking calmly as he turned to leave.
"Let's tone it down a bit. There are still many powerful forces with eyes and ears in this city. Being too high-profile will only attract unnecessary trouble."
Feitan helplessly shrugged.
"Tch, so I have no idea what those two were doing. Ian clearly didn't need them involved at all. We, along with Franklin, could have taken care of them all..."
Chrollo paused, looked up at the night sky, and said calmly.
"This is precisely the kind of power that a mature organization needs to accommodate and accept..."
"Ian did the right thing. We alone are not enough to fight the whole world..."
Feitan said helplessly.
"You read this in a book?"
Chrollo nodded and offered his advice.
"So, when you're bored, reading a book is a good idea..."
"Forget it, I'd rather spend that time training in the gravity chamber with Uvogin and the others..."
The two walked side by side, talking as they slowly left the place.
Behind them, the flames continued to burn.
"Bang!"
Sounds of things being smashed could be heard coming from a luxurious office in the Ejin City Governor's Mansion.
"Is this how you explain yourself, Jorar!?"
The now gray-haired Grand Leader of Ejin City, leaning on his cane, smashed one of his favorite sculptures to pieces.
Jorar wiped the sweat from his brow and stood up respectfully.
"Calm down, Commander Canal, this is just the beginning..."
"Da da!"
Before he could finish speaking, the white-haired Canal slammed his cane on the ground several times, puffing out his beard and glaring at him.
"The entire Ejin City is in complete chaos!"
"Do you know what the media is saying? They're saying Ejin City is the next crime capital, following in Yorknew City's footsteps!"
"So, Jorar, do you want me to have to bear this kind of infamy as I retire?"
Jorar was helpless; he really wanted to expose the hypocrisy of the seemingly righteous Grand Leader in front of him.
That damn old man!
Does he really think that just because the media praised him a few times, he is an upright and virtuous leader?
If it weren't for your consistent, unintentional, leniency towards the Kalie Gang, how could Ejin City have been so thoroughly invaded by the mafia?
Jorar thought to himself.
In short, stop what you're doing immediately!
"Next!"
"I will hold a city-wide press conference and give the citizens an explanation regarding these recent heinous incidents in the media. You don't need to cover for those people anymore; this time, they must pay the price for this chaos!"
Canal waved his hand dismissively, leaving no room for argument.
Jorar sighed.
"Bang!"
The door to the commander's mansion was kicked open, and five figures walked out.
Canal was taken aback, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at the newcomer.
"Security Guard, Security Guard!?"
"No need to shout anymore, they've all been knocked unconscious. Right now, you're the only one still conscious in the commander's mansion."
Of the five, Xia stepped forward, looking sharply at the other person as she spoke, before turning to Jorar.
"Father, thank you for delaying things for these past two days. Leave the rest to me."
Jorar took a deep breath and looked at Ian in the crowd. Ian smiled and said...
"You've had a tough time these past two days, putting up with this guy's temper the whole time. It hasn't been easy for you."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xia.
"Give your father some vindication! I can't stand this hypocrite anymore. Make him confess what he needs to confess."
"Now that we have information on everyone..."
"Let's announce the new policies for Ejin City at the next press conference."
"Let's see who dares to jump out at this time."
"Also, spare this guy's life. At the banquet later, let those people see the price of non-cooperation. He's enjoyed so much good fortune; it's time he learned his lesson."
Xia nodded respectfully.
Ian didn't stay long; soon, he left with Jorar and Uvogin Nobunaga.
Walker stayed with Xia to extract more useful information from Canal Kanal.
Starting tomorrow, Ejin City will be completely transformed.
The next day.
Numerous media outlets flocked to the Presidential Palace.
Under the flash of the camera, a middle-aged, greasy, overweight man sat somewhat uneasy in his seat; his name was Kazan.
Inside the commander's residence at this time.
The security detail has long been replaced by members of the Sharku Clan.
"Excuse me, where did the previous Grand Leader go?"
"You were a political novice before, and I heard you had some connections with the mafia. How did you become the new Grand Leader?"
"As newly appointed, what are your policy guidelines for the future of Ejin City?"
With countless microphones practically shoved into Kazan's mouth, a dark line appeared on his forehead, his brows furrowed, and his lips trembled.
Damn it...
I never expected it to be what I thought was a joke.
But that boy actually made him the Grand Leader of Ejin City...
But... but what's the situation right now!
Damn it, what do I have to be afraid of? I'll just tell the truth!
The next moment, Kazan suddenly opened his eyes, slammed his hand on the table, and roared angrily, showing no trace of the greasy middle-aged man he was supposed to be.
"Don't Canal that bastard Kanal again! That guy doesn't deserve to be the leader of Ejin City!"
"Click-clack!"
The sound of countless camera shutters clicking filled the air.
The reporters were all incredibly excited!
The untold story of the grudges and rivalries between the old Grand Leader!?
This is breaking news!