MTL - Dark Demon Warlock-Chapter 55 ruthless black

  Chapter 55 Ruthless and evil

  Although from the first day I came to this world, I urged myself to work hard in the direction of "ruthless and black", but the values ​​formed in the previous life are not so easy to completely abandon.

  That's why he set a bottom line for himself.

   This can also prevent yourself from getting lost.

   It’s not that he is worried about becoming a slave to power, nor is he stealing power that doesn’t belong to him, but he simply doesn’t want to become the kind of person he hates.

   After telling Raum to look after the house, head to Sigrid Pier.

  Professor Hughes gave him 3 days off.

   It's almost noon, so I can grab a meal at Jim Thomson's.

  The relationship between the two is very pure, without personal feelings, it is a relationship of interests!

  Yate knew that Jim Thomson represented Moore Lane, and Jim Thomson also knew that Moore Lane was optimistic about Art, so the two got along like close friends, very relaxed.

   Still take the steam bus.

   Regardless of the inner city or the outer city, there are buses to Sigrid Pier.

  He took the outer city line, which is cheap, but the speed is slow, and there are many stops on the way, and the people are mixed.

   It's not that he picks, but that he lives in the outer city, which is convenient.

  Different from the buses with seats and handrails in the inner city, the buses in the outer city only have handles inside, and are often crowded, which provides convenience for some special workers.

  He has only heard that there are many thieves on the bus in the outer city, and this is the first time he has encountered them today.

   And it's still a gang.

  Two people are responsible for looking out and creating opportunities, and one person is responsible for stealing.

   Someone saw them, but they just tightly covered their pockets, not daring to say anything.

  Perhaps these people fueled their arrogance, Xu saw Yate and just looked at them without saying anything. After the three of them exchanged winks, they surrounded Yate.

  A middle-aged man, a fat man, and a short and thin boy.

   "Heh..." The three people stood in front of and behind Yate, the short and thin boy snorted disdainfully, and reached out to his pocket.

  However, Arthur grabbed his hand just as he reached halfway.

   "Ah—" A shrill howl sounded, and the short and thin boy knelt down on the ground with his right hand in his arms.

  Yate directly crushed his wrist bone!

   "Wow—" The originally crowded carriage suddenly vacated a large space.

   Only Art and the 3 thieves remained in place.

   "Looking for death!" The fat man was startled by the screams of his accomplices, and after realizing it, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Yate.

  A cold light flashed between the fingers.

  The blade for working is sandwiched, small and sharp, even cowhide can be easily cut.

  The middle-aged man wearing a newsboy hat and holding a newspaper, instead of making a move, quietly walked towards the door.

  He is not as reckless as his accomplices. The man in front of him can break a person's wrist with just one hand, which is obviously not something they can handle.

   On the contrary, the short and thin boy who was howling was quite fierce. When the fat man made a move, he forcibly endured the severe pain in his wrist, and suddenly "touched" Yate's ankle with his other hand.

   Also holds a sharp blade.

  Yat first glanced at the middle-aged man, then broke the fat man's wrist bone with one hand, and at the same time raised his foot and stepped on the short and thin boy's left hand under his foot with a little force.

   "Kacha", "Kacha"... sounded like fried beans, dense and crispy, and everyone around the audience felt their scalps go numb.

  The short, skinny boy and the fat man rolled on the ground in pain.

  The howling sound was like killing a pig, wave after wave, without interruption.

  Learning the lesson just now, Art kicked off the wrist of the fat man's other hand.

  So ruthless!

  All passengers couldn't help but have such a thought.

   Including the middle-aged man trying to escape.

   "Sir, you see, I don't intend to do anything!" Seeing Yate looking at him, the middle-aged man hurriedly raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat.

  Yat retracted his gaze, and kicked each of the two people on the ground in the neck with a blank expression.

  Kick 2 people unconscious.

  The killing last night was a baptism for him, and his mentality and skills have all changed.

  Although what was killed was a monster, but by analogy, at a glance, he knew which method and how much force could be used to make the two people faint.

  The carriage, which was originally filled with whispers, suddenly fell silent.

  It was so quiet that the sound of tense breathing could be heard.

   Thought he killed 2 people!

  The middle-aged man found that his partner was still breathing, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he just stood there with his hands raised.

  Art ignored him.

   Nor did they alert those whose items had been stolen.

   At the station behind, the bus driver didn't dare to stop, and drove all the way to Sigrid Pier.

  After the bus stopped, everyone, including the driver, did not move.

   It wasn't until Art got up and got out of the car that the noise in the car resumed instantly.

   "My money!"

   "Damn thief!"

   "It deserves it!"

   Several people rushed towards the 2 people who were unconscious.

  The middle-aged man had a dark face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

  When these people left, the two people on the ground looked like corpses visited by hyenas. Not to mention the stolen money, their shoes, belts, coats, etc. were all stripped away!

  The middle-aged man is just an ordinary thief, so naturally he cannot take care of two people at the same time.

   Fortunately, there are also their people at the pier.

   Quickly found someone and sent the two to the clinic.

  It is impossible to go to the hospital, it is too expensive.

   "What's going on?" The middle-aged man was stopped by a man dressed as a gentleman and asked.

   "I hit the iron plate." The middle-aged man explained with a wry smile.

   "Professional?" The gentleman first thought of a professional.

  It's not like ordinary people possess such great strength, and according to the description, Yate's body shape is not very strong.

   "I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head.

   "What about the appearance?" The gentleman obviously didn't want to stop there.

  At least you must know who the other party is and what strength it is!

   Those who take this kind of transportation cannot be powerful professionals.

  If they are just low-level professionals, they have no way to deal with them. The easiest way is to use guns.

  "Black eyes, red hair, handsome appearance, height over 180cm..." The middle-aged man deserves to be a lookout, with excellent eyesight and memory.

  With the improvement of physical strength, Yate's body has grown again, and his height has exceeded 180cm.

   "Forget it, you go and find out his identity." The gentleman said directly after listening.

   "...Yes." The middle-aged man held his breath in his throat, and after all he didn't dare to refuse.

  He described it in such detail that he wanted to escape from this incident, but he still couldn't escape.

   My heart is full of complaints.

   That guy is ruthless, and once he finds out that he is inquiring about him... why don't you buy personal insurance first?

  …

  Wharf Navy Hotel.

   "If time could be turned back, I would definitely not miss your meals!" Jim Thomson looked at Art who appeared in front of him, speechless for a while.

   How many times is this?

  (end of this chapter)