Chapter 91

The target that was supposed to be killed had somehow managed to end up here unscathed. That could only mean one thing. This young man had single handedly subdued Johnson’s team, interrogated one of them and found out about this location.

"Y-you..." Ivan stammered a bit, while mentally calculating how to leave here.

Unlike the gangsters in the parking lot, Ivan had survived both the collapse of the Soviet Union and the brutal gang wars of the nineties by being a coward when it mattered and being a butcher when it didn’t.

Just looking at the coldness in Alex’s forest green eyes had him becoming more and more sure by the minute of a terrifying speculation that had been brewing in his mind a minute ago. If the young man had the guts to come to one of the most dangerous gang hideout in the city without fearing for his own life.

Then it could only mean one thing.

The young man standing in front of him had a sure way to handle The Black Mambas without getting killed. Who knows, maybe he could even be one of those powerful beings called Awakened. Well, no matter the cost he couldn’t stay here any longer. His gut instinct told him that being in the same room with this young man was a bad idea.

"Kill him! Everyone take him down Now! He is an intruder from one of our rivals!" Ivan barked the order while shoving his chair back.

His massive frame quickly made a hasty retreat toward the rear exit where his fully armoured Mercedes was waiting for him. Two hulking bodyguards fell in beside him instantly, ushering their leader away while the rest of the Black Mambas were preparing to spring into action.

Alex noticed Ivan’s movement and was left slightly stunned. Wasn’t a bigshot like Ivan supposed to be brave and domineering? It looks like the bastard had seen his fair share of the world and knew when to retreat like a coward.

Just as he was about to go after the fleeing man, a bullet from behind suddenly grazed his right arm. Alex gritted his teeth and in that moment decided to handle everyone here first before catching the boss.

He already knew that with his level up to Rank C then his speed would most definitely be faster than before, so there was a huge possibility that he could put down everyone in the room with a deadly combination of speed, strength and Deathfrost Bloom, and still make it in time to stop the fleeing Boss.

Spurred by the first gunshot the other gangsters opened fire without hesitation to the spot where Alex had been standing, but he was already long gone.

At his current capability he could move far faster than before in short burst, turning his body into a lethal blur within the confined space.

And the best part was that, to the gangsters present it looked like he had simply vanished, replaced by a streak of wind and shadow that whipped between crates and support beam.

A blur suddenly passed behind the gangster with the body of a linebacker and clean shaven from earlier who had been one of the people mocking Alex. The man spun while firing wildly, only to clip his own comrade in the chest.

"What the...! Behind you!" Someone yelled.

Another gangster collapsed with a choked gasp as a pitch black shard of ice punched through his chest from the side, exiting in a spray of frozen blood and striking another thug through the stomach.

"What the hell was that?! That wasn’t anything close to normal right there!"

Alex weaved through them with a plan he had hastily concocted in place. He made sure to never stay in one spot long enough for a clear shot.

Darting forward in a surge of speed that made his body flicker like a bad hologram, he closed far distances in a flash before pivoting behind cover.

So far he had already taken down about ten gangsters in five seconds, that meant everything was going according to plan. Now all he needed to do was also take down the remaining gangsters.

A gangster tried to fire at Alex, but Alex pulled a nearby man while simultaneously launching a Deathfrost Bloom. As a bullet killed the man he had just pulled, his Deathfrost Bloom also shot through the other gangster’s head, effectively killing him and another gangster behind.

"Spread out and avoid clustering together! He is using us to kill our own brothers!" One of the high ranking gangster shouted out, but panic had already taken everyone’s mind. The warehouse had literally become a zone for chaos.

Alex used that environment masterfully. The towering crates provided just the perfect opportunities for hit and run tactics, the hanging chains and rusted machinery created the perfect obstacles that funneled the gangsters into each other’s line of fire.

A burst of wind from his movement knocked over a stack of cash into the air, momentarily blinding a trio of shooters. In that brief distraction, he quickly materialized a shard of Deathfrost Bloom and used it as a dagger to slash the three of them’s neck in one attack.

To the remaining gangsters the entire scene looked like a nightmare from hell. Their target was moving faster than humanly possible, just like a ghost but only in this case he left trails of dead body and a chilling cold in his wake.

One burly gangster got furious and emptied his clip at a passing blur, which unfortunately killed some of his comrade. At the moment where he was still shooting at the blur, Alex managed to appear behind him and drove an elbow into his spine before finishing with a point blank ice shards that tore through the man’s heart and embedded itself into an unsuspecting gangster’s groin.

Another tried to tackle where he thought Alex would most definitely emerge, only to be met with a devastating kick that sent him crashing through a crate, breaking it in the process and causing a cloud of coke to explode into the air.

Alex began to breath a bit heavily from all the sustained high speed movement without rest. Each speed burst was draining him, and coordinating the ice ability with his agility took focus. Still, he was with the advantage.

So far he had finally managed to put down almost all of the gangsters in under fifteen seconds. Now there were only a few of them left.

A group of five tried to form a firing line near the center table, but Alex feinted left at blinding speed, drawing their aim, before looping right in a wide arc that carried him along the warehouse walls.

He unleashed a barrage of Deathfrost Bloom, precisely three in rapid succession, hitting one man in the throat, another in his leg, causing him to collapse, and the last shard piercing two men at once, making their bodies hit the ground with heavy thuds.

The mocking laughter from earlier had now dissolved into cacophony of curses, screams, and desperate pleas. Shockingly, a gangster had even begun praying to his God to save him.

"Oh my God! This man is not normal! Please save me God, and I promise to repent of my evil ways!"

Alex just danced through the remnants with calculated attacks. He disarmed one by shattering his weapon with his fist, then used the man’s body as a brief shield to block incoming barrage of bullets before hurling him into the others.

By the time the last gangster dropped to the floor, clutching a broken jaw from Alex’s ruthless attack, the warehouse floor was littered with different bodies. Some groaned in agony while others lay still in growing pools of blood mixed with black ice fragments.

Alex stood in the center of the wreckage with his chest heaving slightly. He wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead and mentally examined how many Deathfrost Bloom remained.

So far so good, he had used perhaps a dozen or so, leaving only two now, but the physical exertion had still manage to leave him feeling a bit tired.

Nonetheless, he was still satisfied with his handwork. Every single man present was down and the air was now really silent, maybe except for the occasional groans and whimpers from the annoying gangsters.

At that second, the roar of a high powered engine ignited outside, signalling that the Boss had finally started the car and was about to make his clean get away. Alex’s eyes narrowed.

He dashed toward the window and saw a black armoured Mercedes Benz tearing away from the loading docks, flanked by two motorcycles, with each at its side.

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A/N

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