Oboro vs Sato (1)

Oboro vs Sato (1)

The moment Brown got off the airship, he received word that his residence had been occupied.

By the Fills Family's leader, Oboro.

Every Nen user under his command had been slaughtered. Not a single one had survived!

Even though he had expected it, Brown's emotions still surged when he learned the news, and he found it hard to remain calm.

The armed forces under his control were currently keeping the various families in check. Without his orders, they had yet to return to the palace.

Brown immediately notified his men not to bother with the gangs for now... They needed to withdraw at once.

The most urgent matter was getting rid of Oboro!

Then, he and Sato's group of three returned to the base ahead of the others.

In less than half a day, over a dozen black sedans drove into the palace district, an area normally off-limits, and arrived at the square... Along the way, they saw maggot-ridden corpses that stank to high heaven.

When the cars stopped, Brown got out with a face as black as a thundercloud.

He stared at the man sitting by the fountain, his filthy clothes caked with grime...

The killing intent in Brown's eyes was impossible to suppress.

Ever since he had secured his position among the Ten Dons, he had never suffered such a devastating setback!

If word got out, he would be utterly humiliated.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you take so long to get back?"

Oboro leaned back with both hands braced against the stone platform, looking rather lazy, as though he were greeting an old friend.

There was no sense of urgency whatsoever.

"What have you done?!"

Brown squeezed the words out through clenched teeth.

Everyone saw the pile of 'rotten meat' laid out before Oboro...

"I'm not interested in you..."

Oboro curled his lips into a smile, then shifted his gaze to the ninja in black. "Sato, your name is Sato, right? This isn't the first time we've met. When I was staying here before, you kept watching me from the shadows... So? Have you gotten to know me a little better?"

Being ignored by Oboro, Brown clenched his fists.

"Why?"

He still forced himself to stay calm as he spoke.

"There's no why... I just thought I could sit in one of the Ten Dons' seats too... Maybe I'd even do a better job than you." Oboro bared a row of white teeth and said softly, "Besides... you've wanted to get rid of me for a long time too... Isn't that just how gangs work? Do you need a reason?"

"..."

"Ignorant."

Brown answered with two words.

Oboro smiled. Looking at Brown's face, he slowly stood up and rubbed his hair. "Don't count on your armed forces. They aren't coming..."

"!!!"

Brown's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't you find it strange? Why did I know exactly when you left? Your misdirection... was useless against me. I even knew how many people you brought with you..."

A thought was about to surface in Brown's mind.

"Who? Who was it?!"

Someone among the Ten Dons had betrayed him! According to the 'rules,' that should have been impossible!

Matters between the Ten Dons could only be handled internally! "There were two people. One acted for profit, while the other already had a grudge against you... Nothing is absolute. You aren't the only one with elite armed forces; others have them too. Though she couldn't make a move openly, she has plenty of experience playing dirty... As long as you die, the contracts and rules between you can be weakened and abolished..." Oboro's words made Brown understand instantly that someone among the Ten Dons had sent subordinates into his territory.

Not to support him, but to help Oboro!

At its root... it was the nature of underground forces and human nature.

The Ten Dons were the very best examples of that.

"Looks like... you're not very popular..." Oboro said.

"You bitch!"

A woman's face surfaced in Brown's mind. He was so furious that he cursed aloud, his eyes bloodshot.

Suddenly, Brown thought of something. He let out a breath and calmed down.

He pulled out a cigarette, and a subordinate beside him lit it. Brown took a deep drag. "Very good... You've done very well! But... you overlooked one crucial point..."

"As long as you die... everything will be over. That dead woman wouldn't dare lay a hand on me personally... Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to remain among the Ten Dons either!"

After saying that, he gave Sato a look.

Sato understood and silently stepped forward.

He instructed the other Nen user, "Protect the boss."

The latter nodded.

Seeing this, Oboro also began walking toward Sato step by step, excitement creeping onto his face. "Your aura... is different from the others. Very strong..."

"Thank you."

Sato moved closer to Oboro as well.

Hearing that, he calmly replied with two words.

Oboro raised a hand and conjured the Face Button.

"Power on!"

The familiar shout, the familiar rhythm.

"Heh."

Seeing Oboro use his Nen ability right away, Sato suddenly let out a faint cold laugh.

"Hm?"

Oboro sensed that something was wrong, and a feeling of danger rose in his heart.

Before he could react... a tiny bullet tore through the air and struck him silently!

It was only a bullet, yet in that instant, Oboro felt as if he had been hit by a missile. Thick black smoke and flames erupted with an explosive roar, and the power was terrifying.

On the dome of a palace a kilometer away stood a man.

He was one of Brown's three strongest Nen users!

He held a sniper rifle in his hands. A monocle hung over one eye, a high-tech electronic device capable of both telescopic viewing and magnification.

"Whew!"

Seeing that his shot had struck the target, the man whistled and sighed. "How terrifying... He actually killed all the other guys by himself..."

After speaking, another special 'bullet' appeared in his hand, and he loaded it into the rifle.

His ability allowed him to compress the destructive power and effects of 'ammunition' into a tiny bullet. The ammunition could be incendiary rounds, grenades, armor-piercing rounds, Blast rounds, and more. What he had just fired was a tank-fired missile.

Although the power of the missiles he compressed would drop to a certain extent, it could still blow not just a person, but even an entire house, into pieces.

His Nen ability was tremendously lethal. Its only drawback was that he could not fire repeatedly within a short period, and it consumed a great deal of aura.

"One more shot..."

The man adjusted his view and angle, activating Gyo in his eye.

Then...

He discovered that there was no sign of the target amid the smoke and flames.

"Where is he?"

He saw Sato charging toward him at astonishing speed while waving an arm through the air, as though warning him of something.

The man's hairs stood on end.

Oboro was closing in on his hiding place!

"He can still move after taking one of my shots?"

The sniper was slightly stunned, then smiled. "Catching me won't be that easy..."

His ability dictated that he fight from a distance. He absolutely could not let an enemy discover him or get close.

Thus, he had attained profound mastery over concealing his aura.

He would not be easily detected...

The man used Zetsu, withdrawing his aura and cutting himself off from the outside world... This was his signature skill! Then, clutching his rifle, he leaped down from the high place and changed positions.

He would wait for Sato to find the target, keep him occupied, and send him a signal.

On the ground, Sato raced forward, frantically pursuing the figure ahead.

He had seen it clearly... Oboro had indeed been hit by the bullet, but it had only grazed him! This was a flaw in his companion's Nen ability. Because it had been compressed into a bullet, it had become smaller. Although its speed had increased and it was more concealed, it would not explode immediately. There was a slight delay!

Oboro had merely suffered a fierce impact after the ammunition exploded! Sato was deeply shocked... He knew his companion's marksmanship well. There was no way he could have missed! In other words, Oboro had made a minute adjustment to his body within milliseconds with monstrous reaction speed.

Creating an illusion.

It might have been only a tiny movement invisible to the naked eye... but not just anyone could accomplish it.

At least, if it had been Sato, he did not think he could have responded with such extraordinary efficiency...

Blood streamed from nearly half of Oboro's body. He had only been hurt by the first wave of force... At the instant his flesh was thrown off balance, he stabilized his limbs with terrifying physical prowess and burst from the smoke in an instant.

He reduced the lingering force of the smoke and fire—the secondary damage—to the absolute minimum! Following the direction the bullet had come from, he dashed toward the hidden enemy! That was why Sato had followed immediately.

He absolutely could not let Oboro find his companion!

"In that instant, he concentrated all his aura on the part of his body facing the impact... He didn't simply use Ren to increase his aura output. Instead, he used Gyo to place aura in one spot first, then used Ten to cover it further and increase the density of the aura. Finally, he used Zetsu to remove the excess aura from the rest of his body... achieving a hundred-percent aura defense!"

Sato's mind raced as his gaze turned grave.

By doing this, Oboro maximized his defense, but the rest of his body was left wide open due to lacking aura protection.

Extremely vulnerable.

It was an extremely risky move, but also the most effective one.

Bold and meticulous!

Originally, Oboro had been maintaining Ken, with his aura split fifty-fifty between offense and defense.

A technique that covered the entire body.

Yet in the blink of an eye, Oboro had changed the way he used his aura...

Such fine control and allocation of aura... It was the first time Sato had seen a level like this.

Never mind his Nen ability, this Nen technique alone... was enough to make Sato feel horrified.

No wonder... this guy had killed all of Green's people...

Everything had happened in an instant... It was too fast!

They truly were not on the same level!

And then there was this... As a ninja trained from childhood, Sato had always been extremely confident in his speed... Yet although the distance between them was gradually closing, he had no way to stop Oboro immediately! This man's footwork was exceptionally refined! One in front and one behind, they raced across the roads winding between palaces like two phantom bolts of lightning.

A moment later, Oboro leaped up, kicked off the building walls several times, and landed atop the palace roof where the sniper had been.

Looking down from above, his gaze swept the area. A few breaths later, his eyes locked onto a patch of shadow several hundred meters away. There... someone was there! Yet the other man seemed unaware that he had already been exposed.

Still carrying his rifle, he was quickly moving away...

"Watch out!"

Having just reached the foot of the palace, Sato looked up and saw Oboro already shooting through the air. He immediately shouted! The sniper's body jolted as if electrocuted, and he abruptly turned around.

He saw a streak darting left and right, weaving over the buildings before arriving in an instant and descending from above.

"How... can he be so fast?!"

The sniper's face drained of color.

He had only just jumped down from the roof...

The speed at which Oboro had caught up was beyond imagination.

At first, Oboro had been unable to sense where the man was... because he had been too far away.

However, based on the bullet's trajectory and the sniper's range, he had pinpointed an area... He used his speed to exploit the time difference. As long as the target had not had time to widen the distance between them again, Oboro believed that once they got close, he would be able to find him.

Besides, the sniper would definitely not have used Zetsu at first... He would only have concealed his aura after realizing Oboro was coming for him.

Which meant... traces of his aura would remain...

Others might not notice them, but he could.

More importantly, too little time had passed. The 'traces' were still there.

Sure enough... he had succeeded.

Whoosh! As Oboro flipped down and landed, he clenched both hands into fists and struck down hard.

His blow landed on the Nen user with a bang. The man crumpled and collapsed, his body bursting apart as he died on the spot! Oboro ignored Sato, who was closing in on him, and sprinted back the way he had come.

The battlefield should not be here...