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Meanwhile, Paknoda, the newly joined Peeling Ripper, and Mog stayed behind at the base.

Waiting for good news from the other members.

With all arrangements in place, the Phantom Troupe's first major operation officially commenced.

Chapter 152 [Phantom Troupe], a name I've never heard of before! It would be best if they sent the [Shadow Beasts] too!!

As the largest casino in the entire city, the Ambrossa Casino is a gathering place for all sorts of people.

It included upper-class and wealthy individuals from various social elites.

There are also nouveau riche who have just joined the ranks of the wealthy, and even those who have made a name for themselves in the underworld.

The croupier, wearing a raven mask, used specially made dice to generate Morse code-like signals.

This allows the numerous staff members behind the casino to make decisions that maximize their profits based on the betting information provided at the betting tables.

Perhaps, after this die rolls a certain number, someone will be overjoyed and make a fortune.

But many more people were there, their faces contorted in pain, their eyes bloodshot, having lost everything.

While casinos ensure they take the lion's share of the profits, a small percentage of gamblers are lucky enough to snag a piece of the pie.

You can make a fortune, but I will never lose.

Maintaining profitability and never incurring losses has always been the truth that casinos believe in.

Those gamblers who were lucky enough to win some profits believed that they had been blessed by Lady Luck.

They're all geared up, ready to dominate the casino once again.

Then, along with the next batch of "leeks" (a metaphor for easily exploited investors), they were completely fleeced by the casino.

Inside the oak office on the top floor of the casino.

The person in charge here, Maras, is in his office, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the light, admiring the beautiful city view outside.

On the wall next to it, the green cursor of an IBM desktop computer flickered in the darkness, and the screen displayed global black market exchange rates.

Instead of a famous painting, what hung on the wall was a piece of concrete with shrapnel embedded in it.

That was a souvenir from an attack by Maras' enemies five years ago.

Amidst the swirling smoke of cigars, an old-fashioned jukebox plays classic rock songs by the city's most famous singers from the previous generation.

This is the best supplement for smokers.

Squeak.

The door to the house was opened gently, and Maras's subordinate, dressed in a velvet suit, walked in.

"The Kurdish bandits are back again."

His subordinate asked respectfully, "Is it the same as before?"

"Yes, we need to relax a little in our daily routine."

Maras nodded slightly. "Those guys are all crazy. If you really mess with them..."

"Although we are not particularly afraid of them, if they cause trouble, it will be our casino that suffers the losses."

Maras said with an inexplicable confidence.

Well, even when facing the world's top S-class criminals, Maras was confident that they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble for them.

In his view, this was the headquarters of their gang.

They themselves are the world's most notorious gang, the "Ten Elders," figures standing at the pinnacle of the underworld.

With the power they wield, let alone the Kurdish bandits.

They could even try and mess with the Hunter Association!

All I can say is that the more ignorant a person is, the happier they seem to be.

Recently, some members of the Kurdish gang have been coming to their casino every few days to play and have fun.

At first, Maras had people watching them.

They were afraid that this group of guys would cause some trouble at their casino.

Although Maras didn't think much of this group of thieves.

But if things really get chaotic, it could affect their ability to open for business.

Every single day, those are pure white nuns earning a fortune.

"I understand!"

His subordinates earnestly agreed, and then prepared to go downstairs to send in more men.

But it was at this very moment...

Wow~! !

Crackling! ! !

Boom~! ! !

Suddenly, a chaotic and violent noise came from below.

Even the walls of Maras's office trembled as a result.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Maras's expression changed instantly, turning very gloomy.

"I'll go check on the situation right away!!!"

His subordinates, flustered and anxious, immediately ran out.

At the same time, the pager on Maras's waist also went off at just the right moment.

"Boss, something terrible has happened! Outsiders have come to cause trouble... Ah!!!"

A scream came from the other end of the phone, followed by a series of dial tones.

"Disrupt the event?! Disrupt my event?!?!?"

A flash of uncontrollable rage crossed Maras's eyes.

"Who is it?! Which of the other 'Ten Elders'?! Or just some brainless criminal gang?!"

"Don't you even know whose territory this is? How dare you do this?!"

Maras had only taken two steps outside when the pager, which had been silent, started ringing again:

"Boss!! It's a group of guys who seem to just come here to cause trouble!!"

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "They said their name is the Phantom Troupe!!!"

"The Phantom Troupe?!"

Maras muttered the name to himself, but he had absolutely no recollection of it.

I've never heard of them before, and I have absolutely no idea where this group of people came from.

"So, now any Tom, Dick, or Harry gang can bully us?!"

Maras's anger intensified: "Where's the security?! What are those guys doing?!"

"The security forces... have been completely wiped out, boss!!!"

On the other end of the pager came the subordinate's fearful voice:

"Not only security, but also the people left inside the casino are no match for them!!"

"Those guys who call themselves the Phantom Troupe, they're all incredibly powerful... *crack!*"

There was absolutely no sound from the other end of the pager.

There's no more dial tone.

This means that the paging machine on the other end was also directly damaged.

"Even the security forces were wiped out?!"

Maras's first reaction upon hearing the news was disbelief!

You should know that the security forces stationed in their headquarters are the most elite members of the gang.

This place is like their lair, and also their treasury.

The people dispatched were all the elite of the elite.

But judging from the tone of voice coming from the pager, they seemed to be among the elite members of their gang.

It seems like everyone's being treated like pigs to be slaughtered?!

"What on earth is going on?!"

Maras's anger gradually subsided, and he returned to calm...

As one of the Ten Elders' most trusted confidants, he was also dispatched here to guard and oversee the most important casino.

Maras does have some skill.

He immediately realized something was wrong.

"A team we've never heard of before, the Phantom Troupe, is causing chaos in our casino..."

"Since it's called a team, it's definitely not just one person."

"This team had no reputation before, and we had never heard of them."

"The result seems to have appeared out of nowhere, directly opposing us... Something's not right, something's really not right!!"

Maras, noticing this highly illogical phenomenon, sensed a conspiracy.

It seems like someone is orchestrating a grand scheme behind the scenes, specifically targeting their family!

With this thought flashing through his mind, Maras hesitated for a moment before immediately dialing another number.

"Hello? This is Maras! The casino has been attacked, and the security forces have all been wiped out... Yes, all of them."

Through the large surveillance screen in the room, he could roughly see what was happening in the casino below.

"The enemy is an entire team... called the Phantom Troupe, a name I've never heard of before."