Courtesy Demands Reciprocity

"This place isn't far from where we were just now!"

Rita quickly crouched down and touched the grass beneath her feet with her ability.

"Hmph! Forget about your captain. Even if he's not far away, it won't take him long to kill you. Soon... by the time he finds this place, he'll only be able to collect your corpses!"

A man with scars on his face smiled.

Immediately afterwards, they rushed to the scene with lightning speed.

Menchi reacted and swung her blade... but a whip suddenly lashed out from the ground, instantly wrapping around her waist. With a strong pull, Menchi's feet left the ground and she was slammed into a tree trunk.

Fante unleashed his Nen power with both hands and exchanged One-Punch Man with the charging man.

His legs were shoved into the mud, and he was half a head shorter, clearly having lost the contest.

His head was pinned down by the latter's fist, and his arm bent... However, Fante's expression remained calm, and his eyes were unyielding.

"Still a tough nut to crack... It's a pity, with your level, you shouldn't be here." The man with the scar on his face, who was also Enhancement, finished speaking and, despite Fante's fist, suddenly exerted force and continued to swing.

With a loud bang! Dirt flew everywhere, Fante coughed up blood as he was thrown into a deep crater in the ground.

Meanwhile, Menchi had already cut the whip rope binding him with his knife, wanting to rush to help Fante.

However, a dense barrage of whip shadows lashed out in front of her, resembling a swarm of snakes, completely blocking and sealing off her space... Menchi kept dodging and raising her hand to cut down the extended whips, but the whips instantly grew longer again... as if they could automatically regenerate.

Slap slap...

The sharp whip strikes the nearby tree trunks, not only tearing off the bark but also scattering wood chips and breaking the trunks.

Finally, Menchi rolled over and landed in an open space, looking up at the long-haired woman standing on a tree branch in mid-air.

"Let the men play... You and I are both women, we're more suited to be together." The woman in the tree said, then leaped down and landed on the ground, cracking her whip and smiling.

"Can we hold out until he gets back?"

Menchi held the knife to his side, feeling tense.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the opposing team only has four members. Rita and Gabe Vich are not yet at the level to fight head-on. Their abilities are mainly focused on support... The two of them are much stronger than the average Nen user, and they would not be weak in a real fight.

But the problem is... the enemy they're facing is too strong! They're no ordinary opponents... even Fante was knocked down with One-Punch Man and is in mortal danger.

And the woman in front of her... her direct feeling was that she was extremely dangerous! On the other side, Fante was injured, and the scarred man took the opportunity to attack, One-Punch Man the seemingly immobile target... but unexpectedly, the middle-aged man who was seriously injured still had the strength to fight back. He got up instantly and One-Punch Man him in the cheek first.

Fante's Nen power changed according to his emotions. His fist left a charred fist mark on the scarred man's face, which seemed to only cause the man's jaw and cheekbone to be slightly dislocated, and that was it.

Fante's pupils contracted.

The difference in strength was too great! Before he could react, he was kicked in the abdomen and sent flying like an arrow.

The scarred man moved his mouth slightly, his eyes fixed on a pale-faced man and woman to the side.

It was Rita and Gabe Vich.

These two clearly lack experience; their recitation skills are decent, though... but in a life-or-death battle like this, the most important thing is willpower.

Beside the two men, Anthony was clutching his stomach, kneeling at the feet of a black man, his eyes wide open, his expression one of unbearable pain.

Rita used her ability, and the surrounding grass instantly sprang up... but the grass was too fragile and could not stop the scarred man's steps at all; it was easily torn apart.

"Should we kill them all? Or should we keep one... as a hostage? To threaten him when he arrives?" the black man asked.

For them, the person they needed to be most wary of was that man in the suit.

That person's strength should be about the same as their captain's.

The scarred man is also the captain of their squad... a national-level combatant.

After all, it is not something an ordinary person can do to eliminate all the Nen user outside the restricted area in such a short time.

Even if those Nen user aren't particularly strong... their character is still at a certain level, and some of them are quite formidable.

Their true identities are actually military personnel of the Brightwave Republic, meaning they are state-trained... Their current public identity is that of competitors in the Accompany as the Sori Group.

"No need, wait for Deni and Dal to return..."

"It's a scarred man," the man said in a deep voice.

"Can Dal shake him off?"

"His mission is to stall the target if the attack fails... Even if he can't defeat him, he can easily shake him off." The scarred man walked up to Rita and the other woman, Gabe Vich suddenly launched an attack.

But before he could even move, his arm was grabbed by the former's large hand and gently squeezed.

Gabe Vich then let out a scream, his face contorted in agony.

Rita felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The enemies in front of them were completely different from the tense men.

It looks too relaxed...

They were even talking to each other as if they were oblivious to each other.

This is simply not an opponent that their level can handle.

"It's over... I'm going to die!"

Rita, who was always honest and enthusiastic, had a thought that suddenly popped into her mind.

"Run!"

Gabe Vich gritted his teeth and said to Rita, his forehead covered in sweat.

At that moment, he seemed to have stopped stuttering.

Leave? Where to go? There's still one more person on the other side, watching from a distance. There were only three of them from beginning to end, and they wiped out all five of them in one fell swoop...

The Black man nodded after hearing the captain's words.

He glanced at the man with the airplane-like head kneeling on the ground, unable to move, and intended to kill him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the scarred man's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted to the black man, "Watch out behind you!"

The Black man was startled and reacted almost simultaneously.

He twisted his feet and turned his body to the side.

A hand flashed past his neck.

He dodged it! The black man's pupils, which had shrunk, slowly dilated, as if he had been relieved... But the next second, his vision began to sway, as if he had risen to a great height.

He saw his headless corpse lying on the ground... and a dark shadow rushing past like lightning, shrouded in green mist.

It's him!

They actually got here... so fast?! "Why..."

The black man was astonished; he didn't understand.

I dodged it... so why did I still get hit?

His abilities?

As the black man's head fell to the ground, Oboro had already darted in front of the scarred man. With a powerful whip kick that tore through the air as he turned his waist, he struck the man's shoulder with a sharp whistling sound.

The terrifying force and lethality caused the scarred man to use it for defense. The Nen power floating on his body surface surged, and his 'strength' showed signs of being shattered and breached.

This kick was a critical hit! The scarred man immediately knelt on one knee, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, his eyes bloodshot.

Bang! Then, Oboro kicked the opponent away with another swift kick.

After finishing these tasks, Long, surrounded by Ghost Mist, temporarily stopped, stood still, tapped his shoes, and said expressionlessly, "Thank you for taking care of my people..."

Then, he threw the thing he was carrying in his other hand on the ground.

It's two rolling human heads.

The side-swept bangs and that fat guy.

"Team leader!"

Rita looked at the suddenly appearing Oboro and shouted with great momentum.

Tears streamed down her face.

His expression was excited...

Enveloped in a profound sense of security, she suddenly felt that Long's back was so tall and imposing.

"They all look like they've suffered pretty serious injuries... but it's good that they're not dead." Long glanced at Gabe Vich and Anthony out of the corner of his eye, then scanned the battlefield, looking at Menchi and Fante who had stood up again in the distance, noting their positions.

Judging from his mind, Fante and Gabe Vich were the most seriously injured, while Menchi was alright... Although he was in a bit of a mess and facing some difficulties, he wouldn't be defeated in the short term and could hold on for a while longer.

"You're all doomed..."

The appearance of Long relieved Menchi's anxiety. She dodged the whip again and retreated, looking at the woman chasing after her, and said calmly.

"On his own?!"

Long arrived at the battlefield and instantly killed one of his teammates. Although this made the woman a little uneasy, there were still three of them left, while the other side was just herself!

Moreover, her team leader is also a national-level...

"He's enough on his own."

Menchi sneered.

A few years ago, one person could complete a two-and-a-half-star task, let alone now...

They're all dead! On the other side, the scarred man was kicked away by Oboro and slid quite a distance before barely managing to stop.

He stared at the heads of his two teammates on the ground, in disbelief.

From the moment the opposing team was teleported here until now, only two minutes have passed... What does this mean? It means that the man in front of us killed Dal in an extremely short time. And while our team was being teleported here, he was already on his way... and in the process, he also had to kill Deni.

The scarred man was quite aware of his partner's strength...

"You guys go first."

Oboro instructed Rita and Gabe Vich.

"Yes!"

The two helped Anthony up and ran toward Fante.

He wanted to finish this quickly! From the start of the mission, Oboro had never used his full strength.

Without using breathing techniques, he now has to take this seriously.

The man with the side-swept bangs thought he could hold his own against him and retreat calmly, but he was entangled again and killed him almost instantly.

The enhancements that breathing exercises bring to bodily functions and attributes are beyond the imagination of outsiders.

"In return, I'll also take care of your teammates."

Long said it casually.

Immediately, the person disappeared from the spot.

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, the man with the scarred face turned pale.

"Careful!!"