Reborn in HXH: I Plundered Infinite Traits

Meteor City.

Machi, Shizuku, and Kortopi had arrived and were navigating their way toward the Meteor City Ten Dons' headquarters with practiced ease.

They all hailed from Meteor City, so they were extremely familiar with the environment here. But upon returning, they felt incredibly surprised.

This was still a place piled high with garbage, the environment extremely harsh.

But in this short amount of time, places called "relief points" had been added.

"Line up! No cutting in line! You damn bastard, if I see you cut in line again, I'll chop your legs off! There's enough for everyone, no need to rush.

Lord Aizen said everyone has the right to live in this world. You sons of bitches should just count your blessings!! Line up!!"

At a relief point, a guy with dyed yellow hair was yelling loudly. Beside him, a few other guys with extravagant hairstyles were distributing relief food.

This so-called relief food was actually quite similar to cockroach paste.

But compared to what these scavengers could find in the garbage dumps, it was far more nutritious. At the very least, it guaranteed they wouldn't starve to death.

"Meteor City... actually has relief food now? Aizen..."

Shizuku stared at this scene in shock.

It wasn't just her.

Machi and Kortopi also found the scene before them unbelievable, because they were all people born in Meteor City.

Even after they had essentially conquered these streets and become the bosses behind the scenes, they had never considered changing the way things worked here.

Because everyone born here or exiled here was abandoned by the whole world, essentially left to fend for themselves and perish.

Back then, Shizuku had once mentioned this idea to the Boss, but it was quickly rejected.

For the entire Troupe, the greatest use of Meteor City was merely to provide operational funds. As for those scavengers... at least in the Boss's eyes, they weren't very important.

Moreover, providing large-scale relief would cost a massive amount of funds, which would result in the annual taxes collected from Meteor City becoming very small.

Could it be... this Aizen... is actually a good person?

The three didn't linger too long, though the scene evoked various thoughts in their minds.

Along the way, they saw quite a few places distributing relief food. Because Kortopi looked so wretched, someone even took the initiative to hand him a portion.

"It tastes terrible... but it's still much better than eating garbage."

Kortopi commented after taking a few bites.

"So to speak, this Aizen seems to be a benevolent person. Our chances of persuading him should be much higher! Hurry up, we can't afford to waste any more time. We don't know when that monster will attack our members again!"

Machi urged.

Shizuku and Kortopi quickened their pace.

Central District.

After Brandon and his group died, Lilian and Erica became the spokespersons here.

After several twists and turns and exhausting all their methods, Machi's trio finally met the two spokespersons.

Upon seeing the three of them, Erica's eye twitched violently.

She naturally knew who the three people before her were. These three were once the true bosses behind the scenes of Meteor City.

Members of the Phantom Troupe!

The top-tier criminal syndicate currently notorious worldwide!

Even Brandon in his prime was nothing but a little brother in front of the Phantom Troupe.

Erica, who was usually exceptionally arrogant and tough, couldn't help but feel some panic right now. But as the spokesperson, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

"Everyone, I regret to inform you that this place has a new master now. If you're looking for a war, we're happy to oblige!"

Erica said, bracing herself.

She knew her own strength was absolutely no match for the three guys in front of her.

But now that there was a new master, if she didn't show the necessary toughness, she would absolutely not be able to establish a foothold here in the future.

In this era, fence-sitters often died the most miserable deaths. Even knowing one would lose, one had to resolutely choose a side.

Erica had no reason, nor the courage, to betray Aizen!

"Ladies... I'm afraid there's a misunderstanding. We haven't come here to start a war with you. On the contrary, we've come with peaceful intentions."

Machi stepped forward, her gaze scanning the surroundings, seemingly trying to locate Aizen.

"Oh? Good intentions? Then please, let me see these so-called good intentions of yours."

Lilian stepped forward, speaking expressionlessly.

"Our good intentions are that we can concede Meteor City to you. But in return, you must do something for us," Machi said in a deep voice, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She understood that negotiation was merely the two sides constantly testing each other's bottom line.

Whoever's bottom line was figured out first would lose the negotiation.

Right now, she couldn't guarantee that the mastermind, Aizen, would accept their invitation, so she had to inflate her own value!

"Oh, interesting."

Suddenly.

A soft chuckle rang out, and a figure slowly materialized on the empty throne beside Lilian!

This sudden appearance instantly caused the expressions of Machi's trio to shift slightly. Aizen gradually took form right in front of everyone; the sensation was incredibly bizarre, and they couldn't even see clearly how he did it.

Whoosh!

A Cero blasted directly towards the three of them.

BOOM—

Kortopi stepped in front of the two women and shattered the Cero with a punch, but a trace of blood appeared on his bandaged fist.

Clearly, blocking that attack wasn't as easy for him as it seemed.

"I generally don't hold much fondness for people who come to me empty-handed. And I really dislike others trying to arrange things for me to do."

Aizen (Riku) smiled, preparing to attack again.

"My Lord! I am Machi, a member of the Phantom Troupe. I represent the Troupe today to negotiate with you. We can concede Meteor City to you, My Lord."

"Meteor City was originally mine. If you guys want it, feel free to come and take it."

Aizen replied indifferently.

Machi: "..."

"We are willing to pay a hundred billion Jenny! We hope My Lord can assist us in dealing with a person!" Machi gritted her teeth.

She understood that the man before her was absolutely dominant, perhaps even more dominant than the Boss. And he seemed to have an unpredictable temperament.

Once she truly angered him, not only would he refuse to assist them, but he might even wipe all three of them out right here and now.

The opponent's strength was absolutely formidable.

Because Kortopi had merely blocked the opponent's attack just now, yet he had already sustained an injury.

"A hundred billion Jenny? How much revenue do you think the Meteor City I control generates in a year?"

Aizen sat there with a half-smile, propping his head up with one hand while the other gently tapped on the table.

Machi, Shizuku, and Kortopi's expressions turned incredibly ugly.

They hadn't expected this guy's appetite to be so massive.

"Then what do you want!?"

Machi bit her lip, staring fixedly at Aizen.

Shizuku and Kortopi also entered a state of high alert.

"Besides... Is the person you want me to deal with Lord Riku?"

Aizen suddenly smiled.

His smile falling into the eyes of the trio instantly sent their hearts plummeting to the very bottom.

Lord Riku!?

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of Machi and the others drastically changed.

Because they simply couldn't fathom why such a powerful guy who conquered Meteor City would refer to Riku as 'Lord'?

Or could it be they already knew each other before this?

Damn it!

Doesn't this mean they practically walked right into a trap?

"You... what is your relationship with Riku!?"

Shizuku gripped her vacuum cleaner tightly, her gaze intense.

"I'm very sorry... I forgot to tell you, I am a Captain under Lord Riku's command. Captain of the 5th Division—Sosuke Aizen!"

Aizen (Riku) smiled.

...

Yorknew City.

In a bustling downtown district.

Currently, it was incredibly quiet. Several corpses lay on the street.

There were also a few people around acting like puppets.

And the ones surrounded were impressively Gon, Killua, and Leorio.

However, at this moment, the expressions on all three of their faces were exceptionally grim. They originally came out this time wanting to gather more money to complete their mission, never expecting to be ambushed by a group of people.

Shalnark, Phinks, Franklin, Bonolenov!

"If you choose to continue resisting, then I'll have no choice but to break all your limbs."

Phinks grinned savagely, his expression hostile.

Just now, Franklin's sweeping barrage had directly cleared out the scene and inflicted minor injuries on these guys.

Then, Bonolenov's dance combat directly injured Killua. Phinks suppressed Gon head-on, while Shalnark manipulated a passerby to brutally beat Leorio.

Since they came here to capture hostages, they showed considerable restraint in their attacks, merely intending to render them incapable of fighting back.

"Damn it! These guys are very strong, they're from the Phantom Troupe! Gon, this trip of ours is probably going to be very dangerous."

Killua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. In head-on combat, he actually wasn't a match for Bonolenov.

This guy's attack speed was not only incredibly fast, but when he attacked, the airflow would produce strange humming sounds. Upon hearing those sounds, it would directly interfere with a person's mind.

Leaving them in a dazed state.

Killua was instantly defeated by the opponent because of this.

Gon's frontal strength was easily suppressed by Phinks.

Coupled with the vanguard firepower of Franklin, the three were in an absolutely passive situation.

In reality, given their current combat capabilities, any two members of the Troupe would be enough to take them all down. With four present, the outcome was absolutely devoid of suspense.

Leorio was being brutally beaten by a passerby manipulated by Shalnark, completely unable to fight back.

"It's Riku! I saw a bounty on Riku in the black market yesterday! These guys want to capture us to use against Riku!"

Killua gritted his teeth.

He had been suffering continuous setbacks recently. Originally deemed a genius within his family, he was completely trounced by Riku during the Pro Hunter Exam, and now he was being trounced by the Phantom Troupe here.

It wasn't that Killua was weak.

On the contrary, for his age, he was a true genius.

It was just that every opponent he encountered recently was far too strong, completely beyond his level.

"Even if I die, I will absolutely not cause trouble for Riku!!"

Leorio roared. He tossed his suit jacket aside and charged directly at Phinks.

Bang—

But before he could even get close, he was easily intercepted by several passersby manipulated by Shalnark. A beautifully executed knee strike directly knocked the bile right out of Leorio.

"Now is not the time to kill you. You still have to act as hostages for us," Shalnark said calmly.

"Little brothers, if you don't want to suffer..." Phinks sneered.

"Killua!!"

Gon growled through gritted teeth, directly choosing to counterattack.

He also refused to become a hostage used to threaten Riku, preferring to die in battle here.

The same went for Killua.

In that instant, the two launched another counterattack, actually throwing the Troupe members into momentary disarray.

They hadn't expected these guys to be so completely unafraid of death.

But fortunately, the Gatling gunner Franklin was there to hold the line, forcefully suppressing the three of them!

Sweeping through with a hail of bullets, Gon and Killua were left in a sorry state.

Bang! Bang!

Phinks walked up with a fierce look and easily knocked out the two brats with two punches, throwing one over each shoulder.

"Idiots!"

Phinks sneered relentlessly, "With you guys as hostages, plus that bunch of cannon fodder, it should have consumed quite a bit of that monster's stamina. Then we'll chop off that little monster's head!"

"Phinks! News from the black market... Everyone has abandoned our commission? And news from the Mafia side, they failed."

Shalnark frowned tightly, his expression ugly.

His greatest expertise was network technology, so he noticed the situation on the black market immediately.

"Hmph! I never relied on that bunch of cannon fodder anyway. Their only value was to consume some of his stamina. As for the black market bounty, forget it. Don't we know exactly what level those guys are at?"

Phinks sneered.

"To kill that monster, we still need to do it ourselves. Shalnark, you're losing your confidence," Bonolenov stood up and said calmly.

"Sigh... It's not that I lack confidence, I'm just worried about unforeseen circumstances," Shalnark sighed.

"Don't worry, there won't be any unforeseen circumstances. We already have the hostages. Next, we just need to play a game of cat and mouse and kill that damn bastard," Phinks gritted his teeth.

It wasn't just him.

The eyes of the other members were also filled with hatred.

This was absolutely the year the Troupe suffered its greatest losses. Although they were all wanted criminals from different corners of the world, after spending a long time together, they had forged deep friendships.

In their cognition, there was no right or wrong; killing Riku was simply a matter of course.

"Call Riku right now! Gon! We absolutely cannot let these guys threaten Riku!!"

Leorio, who was tied up and being carried, yelled angrily, struggling desperately.

But he was quickly silenced again under Phinks's iron fist!

Killua's expression was also incredibly ugly at this moment. He never thought that not only would he be of no help, but he would actually become a burden.

"Hehe, a very good idea indeed. But while the idea is great, reality is cruel.

How exactly are you guys planning to threaten me?"

Suddenly.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind them.

Everyone turned around and saw a figure standing by the railing.

With his hands in his pockets and a faint smile on his lips, it was Riku.

He was looking at them with a half-smile, exactly as if he were looking at dead men.

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