A chaotic team battle never ended just because one person fell.
With Phinks dead, Franklin had also prepared himself to die.
No matter what, Moyu had to die here!
Driven by that resolve, Franklin charged fearlessly toward Moyu.
"Gyo."
The Nen covering Franklin's body flowed swiftly into his fist, shining brightly as he punched at Moyu.
Moyu pivoted on one foot, turning sideways to dodge Franklin's straight punch, then stepped forward with the momentum and drove his elbow toward the right side of Franklin's chest.
The drawback of missing an arm was the gaping hole it left in his defenses.
A fierce glint flashed through Franklin's eyes as Moyu lunged in with his elbow.
He made no attempt to block Moyu's elbow strike. Instead, he bent the wrist of his outstretched arm, forming an L with his hand and aiming the gun barrels in his five fingers at Moyu in front of him.
Rat-tat-tat!
Nen surged, gunfire erupted, and a barrage of Nen Bullets swept toward Moyu's back.
This guy...
Moyu's heart jolted. He immediately abandoned his attack and lunged toward Franklin's right side, where both his offense and defense were weak, dodging the Nen Bullets flying at him from behind.
The bullets that lost their target struck Franklin's chest instead, bursting into splashes of Nen light.
As the light faded, black scorch marks appeared across Franklin's chest, wisps of dark smoke rising from them.
Moyu hopped backward, looking at Franklin with some surprise.
Without the view provided by his Shadow Clone, Franklin's mutually destructive fighting style might actually have injured him.
Did his companion's death set him off?
Moyu stopped pressing the attack.
He sensed that Franklin was starting to lose his mind, and his plan was to send his Shadow Clone over to Kanzai first, then find the