Chapter 771: Another Member

The appearance of the six puppets is impeccable, so the cool name of Six Paths Payne is perfect. However, the puppets can dance and their weapons are axes. These two points are simply fatal flaws that break the character.

The spiders who were evacuated in the underground warehouse were unhappy and prepared to go back to the roof to leave. They caught the security guard and tortured them, only to find out that the treasure had been moved a few hours ago, and the person who moved it was a telepathic person.

"Let's go, contact the boss on the way back." The vigilante who looked like an ordinary young man said.

"The boss won't be happy." Another female member with a fiery red ponytail named Maggie said: "It seems like someone knew we were coming."

Everyone stopped talking, because what Ma Qi meant was that there was a traitor among them. If they couldn't make a decision, they should leave it to the group leader to make the decision.

"Stop!" The knight walking at the front suddenly stopped: "Use Ning."

No one had any doubts. They immediately looked towards the rooftop and saw the flashing energy of thought.

"It's a code." The knight said. The young man was very sensible: "Don't go near the rooftop, it's dangerous. This is Franklin's message."

...Silence, no one knows what happened. What situation made their reliable companion say such words as not to get close? When had their Phantom Troupe ever faced such a threat?

But since it is a signal from a companion, it is definitely not trivial.

"Contact the leader." Wo Jin immediately took out his mobile phone. The current situation was a bit difficult, and the underworld actually ambushed them. Wojin believed that someone had tipped off the information, which led to the ambush.

"Judas, the betrayer? That kind of person does not exist." He was very decisive, and he was indeed a charming man. He was extremely confident in his judgment: "In my opinion, Judas is not a betrayer. And Judas did it for the thirty people." Gold coins, what’s the price for betraying our information? Will those who join the Phantom Troupe be interested in fame and fortune?”

A rhetorical question left Wojin speechless: "Probably not."

"So there are no betrayers, but they knew the news but did not strengthen their security. They were obviously aware of the danger but did not know the warning of the specific danger. Moreover, the warning that could make the gangs believe it and transfer their finances must have come from someone with weight. It was conveyed by someone, which means that someone at the top of the gang had issued an early warning, but they didn’t know that we would go.” After analyzing so many contents in an instant, Chrollo already had some ideas. He was a fortune teller or a prophet, otherwise he couldn’t explain it. As for the gang’s behavior, it is unknown what methods the gang used to control Franklin and others: “You brought them back, no matter what the means.”

Wo Jin smiled at the new order, which was to do whatever it took.

Seeing Wo Jin hang up the phone, everyone looked at Wo Jin.

Smile, smile evilly: "The leader said we would take them all back by any means necessary." Wo Jin twisted his neck and was about to fight.

"Copy that, let's have a big fight." The knight's telekinesis network was opened, and the night was not over yet.

"Oh ho ho, I've told you not to send signals to your companions, why don't you listen?" The puppet said at the same time: "Look at them coming up again, it's really interesting. "

The muscles of Franklin's huge body trembled. He thought his signal was undetectable, but he didn't expect that his every move was being monitored by a puppet: "Why don't you stop me? If my companions change their route after receiving the signal, you wait here. Isn’t it a waste of time?”

"If they had turned back, it would have been a more interesting night, a long night of hunting. But now that they are coming together, even though they lack the pleasure of hunting, I will still enjoy the pleasure of inflicting pain on you, sir." If you lose one, you will lose one." Then the puppet looked at the three people who fell on the ground and showed six identical smiles: "Then it's time for guessing, who will be the first to enter the rooftop?"

We were already close, but the seemingly stupid and slow-looking big man Franklin had an amazing sense of companionship: "Don't come up!"

The roar in the night wind shook the whole building.

Silence, the person on the other side of the door seemed to have stopped, hesitating because of the shouting or something? What will their decision be?

"Come up!" The puppet whispered like a demon and decided for the spiders. Duran knew that the spiders would definitely come up, because they were no longer ordinary people after being tattooed with spider tattoos.

Da da da da da…

The dense bullets shattered the door of the rooftop and hit the puppets mercilessly. The knights of the operating system controlled several mafia members to serve as cannon fodder. The circular magazine of the Chicago typewriter released bullets crazily, and the door was quickly opened. Broken.

However, the puppet did not move at all, it just suspended all the bullets on the rooftop and then rebounded. Boom, bullets flew out in all directions, and the walls, ground, and hot air balloon were all sieved by the ejected bullets. Many bullets returned along the same route, turning the overcontrolled gangsters into rags. However, the spiders of the Phantom Troupe were safe and sound under the protection of their reinforced companions.

Then they finally met, separated by the dilapidated door frame, the two parties met.

Six identical human figures, as well as their injured companions, Wo Jin, who stood at the front, clenched his fists and his anger soared: "You will regret it, for treating my companions like this, I will kill you."

Wojin saw his companion's blood-red knees at a glance. Looking at the twisted joints, he knew they were completely broken.

"Hey, you guys are so disappointing. How could you be beaten like this by a mere puppet?" Nobunaga, who was dressed as a wandering samurai behind Uzumaki, couldn't understand why his three companions were beaten so badly. The enemies looked like puppets.

"Nobunaga, don't be careless. They are very powerful." Franklin shouted. He was the one who talked too much and always worried.

Feitan and Xiaodi didn't speak the whole time. They just silently treated their injuries. In this situation, they must not drag down their companions. The important thing was to recover their mobility.

"Leave it to me. You just lie down." Uzumaki stood up. He was an enhancement type. He was very straightforward and loved fighting the most: "I will smash these things to pieces."

"Uzumaki, this thing is very fast and very evil." As soon as Franklin finished speaking, the music of "I Don't Go to Hell" sounded on the rooftop.

Six Paths of Pain's puppets are about to dance again.

How familiar: "Attack quickly. When the puppets finish dancing, they will be very fast." Franklin said.

"The conditions for completing the operation? Not preparing in advance is your biggest mistake." The stronger the mind power, the more constraints there are. Mind is more like faith. The more you constrain yourself, the stronger the faith.

So for example, many mind powers require conditions to be activated, such as touching the target, or special words to stimulate, etc. The dance of Six Paths of Pain was also misunderstood as a necessary condition for activating mind power.

Ugin jumped up and punched with thunder: "Die!"

The momentum was huge, but the attack route did not change at all, it was a breakthrough from the front.

"It seems that you are very confident in yourself." The dancing puppet said.

"Ah, very confident!"

Boom, hit, the fist fell straight down, pressed down and hit the puppet's face, and it really hit: "I will beat your sissy face into a meat paste."

The members of the Phantom Troupe showed disappointed expressions. They thought it would be so powerful, but they didn't expect that they couldn't even avoid Ugin's punch.

"You're attacking someone while they're dancing. That's not in accordance with the rules. Don't you know that the rules of our Axe Gang are to dance first and then fight?"

The puppets all stopped moving, and a strange scene happened. The puppet that was hit actually made a sound. Shouldn't it have been beaten to pieces by Wo Jin?

Obviously not.

Under Wo Jin's casserole-sized fist, even a tank could be penetrated. How could it still exist?

"Haha, are you hitting mosquitoes on a midsummer night?" The puppet continued to taunt.

Wo Jin retracted his fist and was surprised to see the puppet without any damage. His face turned blue, and then he knelt down. His knees were broken.