In HxH with Doraemon Pocket

In a few swift movements, using the ability of teleportation, Morin quickly arrived at the scene.

However, the area was shrouded in thick black smoke, making it impossible for anyone to enter. For this situation, Morin conjured a peculiar fan in his hand.

If someone from Morin's previous life on Blue Star were here, they would immediately recognize the fan's name: Basho Fan!!

However, at the handle of this fan, there was a machine-like dial.

Item: [Basho Fan].

Effect: With just a wave of this Basho Fan, any kind of wind can be summoned.

The dial can be used to set the duration of continuous gusts, and a microphone can specify scents like those of a forest.

The direction and strength of the wind are controlled by the force with which the Basho Fan is waved.

This fan bears a striking resemblance to the magical fan in "Journey to the West," capable of creating strong winds to extinguish fires and disperse thick smoke.

With just a gentle wave, Morin stirred up a powerful gust from the ground... After two more waves, the wind formed a vortex, sweeping up the smoke and fog from the scene and blowing it away into the distance.

At the same time, the situation inside came into Morin's view.

"Cough, cough, seems like I went a bit overboard." A charred piece of flooring shifted twice, and from underneath emerged a figure, completely blackened and coughing incessantly. This wasn't the blackness of being burned, but rather...

"A shadow, is it?" Morin observed the outer layer, which appeared to be a garment made of flowing shadows, used for protection.

The effect seemed quite good, as Chrollo hadn't sustained any severe injuries from the explosion. From the sound of his coughing, one could roughly gauge his condition.

"This time, it really wasn't worth it." The shadow garment on Chrollo's body slipped off, turning into a normal shadow on the ground.

It revealed his somewhat disheveled body, covered in dust but without any significant injuries.

"To deal with Hisoka, I wasted five or six abilities in a row; it really wasn't worth it."

Seeing Morin present, Chrollo dropped all vigilance and lay sprawled on the ground.

"Looks like I overestimated Hisoka. I probably didn't need so many abilities; maybe just three or four would have sufficed to take him down."

After this battle, he had accumulated quite a bit of fatigue, his mind constantly on edge.

Now, he finally relaxed a bit.

"What about Hisoka?" Morin glanced at Chrollo and then looked around. The outcome of this battle was just as he had expected. However, he didn't see Hisoka anywhere.

"He must have escaped, right?" Chrollo said casually,

"At the last moment when I detonated, he jumped out of the building. But the shockwave from the explosion was enough to shatter his internal organs.

Plus, when he leaped from the top floor, he was already severely injured, with his legs and arms torn by me, and he took a hit from my knife.

In that state, after enduring the explosion's shockwave, considering the height of this building and his severe injuries, the chances of survival are slim."

Chrollo recounted the battle and Hisoka's injuries.

Yes, for a normal person, no, even for a renowned hunter, or members of the Zoldyck family and the Phantom Troupe, surviving the attacks Chrollo described would be nearly impossible.

But for Hisoka, arguably Togashi's most favored villain, anything was possible.

Remember, in the original, after being suffocated to death by Chrollo's explosion, Hisoka managed to revive himself through posthumous nen-induced CPR.

Anything could happen with him. Morin even thought that if Hisoka were truly killed,

his lingering resentment and obsession might attach to someone else, allowing him to be reborn through another's body or form.

Now, Hisoka had merely escaped from Chrollo's attack, neither dead nor alive, and the possibility of his death was, honestly, quite low.

"Even if Hisoka is still alive, what of it?" Morin was unconcerned.

"Facing Chrollo, he's already failed once, and after the battle, he has no reason to continue entangling with Chrollo and the Phantom Troupe. If he comes looking for trouble again..."

A cold glint flashed in Morin's eyes, "I wouldn't mind truly turning him to dust and ashes!"

In hot-blooded shonen manga, there is almost always a character who is an "indestructible cockroach." "One Piece" and "Saint Seiya" are prime examples of this.

Hisoka's resurrection method could be considered another classic case. W

hether protagonist or antagonist, as long as a character is extremely popular, they generally won't be easily killed off. Unless they have an unavoidable reason to die, like Ace.

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No matter how you look at it, whether Hisoka is dead or alive, this battle has come to an end. The final result was Chrollo's victory.

The number 4 position in the Phantom Troupe needs a new member, and Hisoka might face pursuit from the Troupe—assuming he's still alive.

To the victor go the spoils, as the saying goes.

Morin didn't bother asking Chrollo about the details of the fight with Hisoka. The outcome was already clear, making the process less relevant.

Of course, the main reason was that neither of them posed a challenge to Morin. Their battle wasn't necessary or useful as a reference for him.

Chrollo dusted himself off and stood up. After checking his condition, he turned to Morin, "So, did the old man from the Zoldyck family share any intel about the Dark Continent with us?"

The first thing after the battle was to inquire about the Dark Continent, showing Chrollo's deep obsession with this matter. "Yes, we got a lot of useful information," Morin nodded. Just as he was about to continue...

"Ring, ring." Chrollo's phone suddenly rang. "Boss, Hisoka has escaped!" As soon as the call connected, Kortopi's cold voice came through. "That guy took advantage of the chaos during our fight with the mafia to slip away!"

Kortopi first explained the situation of being besieged by the mafia and then described Hisoka's escape. He had been tasked with monitoring Hisoka, and seeing Hisoka make a move to flee, he immediately called Chrollo.

"Feitan and Phinks have gone after him; there should be some result," Kortopi added. "Tell Feitan and Phinks to come back; that's not the real Hisoka," Chrollo replied.

The real Hisoka had just fought a fierce battle with him. The "Hisoka" under Kortopi's watch at the abandoned building base must be an impostor.

Chrollo's mind conjured the image of someone adept at using nen stitches, easily capable of changing appearances. He almost knew who had impersonated Hisoka there.

"I see, I understand." Kortopi acknowledged. "And also, tell Uvogin and the others that Hisoka indeed had bad intentions. He's been expelled from the Phantom Troupe, and the number 4 spot is vacant,"

Chrollo continued. "If anyone sees Hisoka in the future, they can kill him without hesitation."

"Understood!" Kortopi hung up, ready to inform the other Troupe members. "Looks like after this group activity ends, I have another task," Chrollo said, putting away his phone and smiling at Morin.

"Besides finding a nen exorcist, we need to find a new number 4 member. Hopefully, this new number 4 won't disappoint me again, like Menchi and Hisoka."

"Number 4... Clearly, 13 is supposed to be the unlucky number, but instead, 4 has become a marker for the bizarre, haha," Chrollo joked, a rare occurrence after a battle.

However, his dark humor made Morin quietly distance himself. The current leader seemed a bit off.

"Woo? Woo? Woo!" Below, the commotion from the violent explosion had caused quite a stir.

Even the most incompetent and useless police force in Yorknew City had to respond and investigate. Before long, rows of police cars surrounded the area. (TN: irl too)

"Let's go," Chrollo said, realizing this wasn't a place to linger. He signaled to Morin, and the two of them vanished into the vast night.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, outside the Phantom Troupe base in the abandoned building, the sounds of battle cries and artillery fire were dwindling.

The continuous losses and deaths had finally shown the mafia the true terror of the Phantom Troupe members. Snapping out of their greed for power and status, they found themselves trembling with fear.

In a typical standoff between two armies, a loss of thirty percent is enough to break a unit's morale and fighting spirit swiftly.

The mafia's losses had far exceeded that. Coming from different crime families and fighting individually, they had managed to hold on until now, which was understandable.

But even so, witnessing Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Franklin slaughtering as if they were cutting through vegetables sent chills up their spines.

Eventually, under mounting psychological pressure, someone broke down and chose to scream and flee.

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