Picking up the small bottle containing Scarlet Eyes, Coleman looked around and weighed it in his hands.
"Let's go, what's wrong, I have to ask you to lead the way?"
Coleman smiled and stared maliciously at Nobunaga, who was tense all over.
Nobunaga gritted his teeth and felt confused for a moment.
No matter what he says now, it is impossible for him to fight Coleman.
It's better to fight than to let him go. This man still holds Uvogin's life in his hands.
But if he leads the way, will the leader be in danger?
Coleman tilted his head, seeing his concerns, and said slowly, "Don't worry, Chrollo and I still have some friendship. I just want to ask him something."
For example, has Ku'er Ya taken away the box from his home?
The utensils inside were purchased by Coleman with great effort for the artist.
The most important of them are those bags of Ghost-Faced Wolf Spider spider silk.
Very strong and durable, yet soft and elastic.
It's not too sharp, so it's perfect for trapping prey.
Coleman always thought that these things were worn by this lecherous uncle. However, I recently told him that he had thrown these things on an isolated island.
Otherwise, Coleman really might not make such a trip.
Thinking of the time when this uncle called me, it happened to be right after Manster told him the news that Kurta Clan was in danger, Coleman's expression was inevitably a little meaningful.
What is Ku'er Ya doing?
I just can't let it go.
Whether it's affection or face.
Therefore, he asked Coleman, the taken advantage of, to deal with it.
And Coleman, who has always been interested in Scarlet Eyes, will naturally not refuse this good show.
The tragedy of annihilation is the most suitable drama for the Avengers.
Coleman, who likes to cultivate human beings, will naturally not let this opportunity slip away.
"I'm not going to lie to you. Do you remember the iron plate you kicked at an auction last time? I have settled this matter. I allow you to ask Chrollo if you will let me see him, but the condition is that this kid must stay with me."
Pointing to the people on the ground, Coleman jumped to the tree where Kurapika was hiding, smiling.
With bad intentions, these words seemed to be engraved on his face.
So, dear little robber, what will you choose?
For the safety of the group leader, he abandoned his companions and invited others alone.
Or are you still worried about your unconscious comrade, leading this strange enemy to find your captain?
Loyalty or righteousness, which one do you choose?
"Don't worry too much, kid, I really won't kill anyone today, Sunday."
Coleman is sitting on the tree, shaking his legs and smiling all over his face.
The lonely moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight is scattered all over the place.
The light shines brightly on this man's back.
The shadows cast against the light cover its front.
The blood-red eyes were shining.
There seemed to be a dark red river surging deep in his eyes.
Careless and extremely lazy.
Like a white tiger lying in a tree, lazy and comfortable.
Looking straight at Nobunaga.
The threat is palpable.
Finally, when Nobunaga was in a dilemma, a voice came from behind.
"Hey, Mr. Coleman, there is no need to force my companions."
His voice was as gentle as jade, just like this cool and clean-looking man.
The cold white skin and the black cross mark on the forehead make it even more abrupt and special.
The man's dark pupils were deep and peaceful.
He seemed to be very humble towards this person who suddenly attacked his companions.
Shaking her wrist, Coleman put away the thin thread.
Looking at Chrollo with a smile, Coleman said coldly, "I told you, don't dance in front of me."
The tone of voice is very similar to that of Chrollo, as plain as water.
But there was a biting cold.
"Sorry, I'd like to ask, who is running wild in front of whom?"
Chrollo's smile widened, but it didn't bring any warmth.
It's more like a face project.
Hypocritical and dangerous.
"Hey, have you taken the things from that wooden house on the island next to it?"
Chrollo's smile froze, but he remained calm. "What are you talking about?"
Pretending to be confused, like not understanding.
"You just say, if you go in or you don't go in, then you still don't get it?"
Chrollo smiled and said sarcastically, "As a robber, you will naturally be careful not to make mistakes."
Hearing this, Coleman nodded and even clapped.
"It's very good. It's bold and I like it very much."
Jumping off the tree and dusting off the dust on his body, Coleman said expressionlessly, "Take out that box."
"Stop hiding it, it's in the hands of that girl."
Chrollo narrowed his eyes and stopped Coleman's 'rude' request.
"Have you ever seen something that goes into the hands of a robber and can be taken out again?!"
The murderous intention spreads, Chrollo's temper is not very good.
Coleman sneered, took out a cigarette, and said mockingly, "Look at the label on the box for yourself, you are talking to me."
At the beginning, in order to prevent some shameless people from coming to snatch it, Coleman specially asked for the label 'Layton Shark Tooth' and put it on it.
That is the exclusive label belonging to a 'detachment' under the young master of the Leyton family.
As for the background of this team that can specifically apply for a label, it is not for Coleman to ask.
But the label represents the logo. No matter how small it is, it is still the symbol of the Layton Family.
Chrollo Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the box.
Sure enough, a medium-sized shark tooth mark was engraved on the lower left corner of the box.
"The young master's things were lost, so he sent me here to check. So, I was offended just now."
He raised his hand and motioned to the group to hand over the box.
Only to find that the person opposite didn't move.
Coleman lit the cigarette and sneered, "Hey, brother, don't you be disrespectful. You just finished talking to the master and you are going to cheat the young master's hand?"
Where do you want Layton Family to put his face?!
Moreover, you can't slap someone in the face like this!
"Give it to him."
With a sullen face, these two words seemed to pop out from between his teeth.
"But the leader..."
"Give it to him as a friend."
Almost instantly, Chrollo returned to the polite young aristocratic young man.
His face remained calm, even smiling.
Haha, a smiling tiger.
Coleman despised him in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
After taking the box, Coleman smiled and was about to speak.
But I heard business coming from behind me.
"Boss, we searched the west side, and the boy is not here!"
The smile on his face disappeared, and Coleman's face instantly sank.
Turning his head, his voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone present to hear.
"Continue to search! The young master said that if he is alive, he will see his body, and if he is dead, he will see his body. If he runs away, then we won't be able to run away!"
The tone was gloomy and murderous.
Then, he turned his head and inserted a slender needle into Uvogin's neck.
Before anyone from Phantom Troupe could react, Uvogin woke up leisurely.
"Okay, are you okay? If you're okay, please come. As you can see, I still have work here."
He smiled apologetically, Coleman clearly meant to drive him away.
He glanced at Phantom Troupe's group who didn't know what they were thinking, and said thoughtfully, "Don't worry, there are no living people on this mountain top, right?"
Chrollo was stunned, and then heard this man, who was several years younger than himself, speaking with a smile.
"The barren mountains and ridges are full of strange beasts and monsters. It's not good to stay too long at night, isn't it?"
"Gentlemen and ladies, it would be more appropriate for you to quickly find a place with people to stay for one night."
Suddenly, Chrollo understood what this guy was doing.
In just a few words, a large group of people like Kurta Clan were wiped out from this mountain!
Although these eyeball auctions naturally arouse suspicion.
However, there are no witnesses, and the only witness said he did not see it. Who knows that Phantom Troupe did it?
Therefore, it is not surprising to say that Kurta Clan died of natural disease, right?
As for Scarlet Eyes...
Illness is accompanied by pain.
Therefore, it is normal for people to be emotionally excited.
Borrowing a donkey from a slope and providing steps, Chrollo is naturally willing.
"That's true. Then we'll leave first. Thank you for reminding us."
"No, I still want to thank you for helping the young master seize the treasure box from that gangster."
"It's just our duty, so we won't bother you. I hope the mission will be completed successfully."
When it comes to acting, you have to perform a complete act. If someone covers it up, Chrollo will naturally not make it clear.
With that said, he took his friends and left.
Don't look back and ask too many questions.
Coleman stood there with a smile.
I once again lamented the reputation of 'Layton Family'.
Looks like I'll have to treat that young master well next time~
Taking out the eyeball hidden in his arms, Coleman looked at it carefully.
After using Nen to confirm that the group of people had left the island, he slowly said, "Come out, cute little guy."
The voice was faint, but it made the child who had been hiding in the tree hole tremble.
"Stop hiding, do you really think those people didn't notice you?"
"Cute little guy."
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