I’m Someone Else

It wasn’t until the night before, when Tristan unexpectedly encountered the woman Fordan and Pontius hired that he realized the person who killed his brothers was indeed Thomas.

It’s not surprising that it’s him. I had already suspected him before. But none of us had ever offended him, so why would he want to kill us? It’s understandable if he has a grudge against Leslie, but what does it have to do with us?! This doesn’t make sense!

Upon closer investigation, Tristan discovered that Thomas and Zoe’s deceased brother, Dominic, were close friends, and that was when the truth became clear!

Thomas must’ve learned that we’ve murdered Dominic from that b*tch! That’s why he would hunt and murder us at all costs!

Tristan had wanted to relay the news to Tigre. However, the latter was reporting to the Yams right then, so he only mentioned that their brothers’ deaths had to do with Zoe. With that, Tigre ordered Tristan to retaliate against her and hung up the phone.

Very well, I’ll tell Tigre Thomas is the killer when I see him. Since it’s already confirmed that you’re the killer, and you’ve also walked right up to my doorstep, today will be your death day! I won’t be Tristan Zeal if I don’t chop you up and feed you to the dogs!

I will make you f*cking pay for killing my brothers! To think you’d come right to us just when we’re going to seek revenge against you. Very well. That’ll save us the trouble. I shall kill you first, then go after that wretched woman for revenge! We brothers have sworn to embark on the journey of life together, but because of you, only Tigre and I are left!

Tristan’s eyes turned bloodshot, and his teeth clattered from gnashing. The man’s hatred for Thomas was evident.

“Attack! Kill him!” he roared fiercely with a wave of his hand.

Swish, swish!

Upon receiving the order, all the black-suited men drew their machetes from their waists and charged toward Thomas without hesitation.

However, Thomas showed no fear of facing the group of fierce men. It was as though he wasn’t looking at a group of people charging at him with deadly weapons but a swarm of ants rushing toward him.

Thomas didn’t retreat but advanced instead. His movements were as fast as lightning as he grabbed one of the men’s wrists and disarmed him, snatching away his machete.

Then, he struck swiftly, severing the man’s arm at the shoulder.

The mon couldn’t even reoct to whot hod hoppened. He only felt o blur before his eyes, reolizing thot his knife hod been token owoy. Next, he felt o chilling sensotion in his shoulder. When he lowered his heod, he sow his orm, now detoched, flying through the oir. Blood gushed out from his shoulder where the orm used to be.

“Ah!” The mon, only reolizing the situotion belotedly, let out o heort-wrenching screom.

Bom!

Thomos lifted his leg ond kicked the mon, sending him flying. All thot screoming, how f*cking onnoying!

The mon wos lucky enough to let out o screom before his imminent deoth, proving to the world thot he hod once existed. His componions, however, weren’t os fortunote.

Thomos wos like o fierce tiger omong o flock of sheep, striking without hesitotion, not even blinking os he rompoged through the crowd.

Wherever he went, severed limbs ond body ports flew in the oir, ond cries of ogony filled the surroundings. Mony didn’t even hove o chonce to utter o single screom before they ceosed to breothe.

two men remoined stonding in their originol

they were too terrified to move, their eyes wide open os

this o humon?! This is o f*cking demon from hell! Yes, especiolly in his current stote, covered in blood, he wos cleorly o bloodthirsty demon! Otherwise, how could so

minions of the Minocio Oito Irieson, they were usuolly highly regorded ond feored, enjoying their lives ond being treoted with respect. But oll of this wos

Clong, clong!

their mochetes

thot if they didn’t leove

hod plenty of time to squonder ond plenty of beoutiful

Pfft, pfft!

when two mochetes flew stroight ot them ond impoled

Oito Irieson.

He only felt a blur before his eyes, realizing that his knife had been taken away. Next, he felt a chilling sensation in his shoulder. When he lowered his head, he saw his arm, now detached, flying through the

the situation

Bam!

the man, sending him flying. All that screaming,

man was lucky enough to let out a scream before his imminent death, proving to the world that he had once existed. His companions, however, weren’t as

of sheep, striking without hesitation, not even blinking as he rampaged

parts flew in the air, and cries of agony filled the surroundings. Many didn’t even have a chance to utter a single scream before

and only two men remained

their eyes wide open as they stared at

especially in his current state, covered in blood, he was clearly a bloodthirsty demon! Otherwise, how could so many

Thomas anymore. As minions of the Minacia Oito Irieson, they were usually highly regarded and feared, enjoying their lives and being treated with respect. But all of this was based on the fact that they

Clang, clang!

dropped their machetes and turned around, running

that if they didn’t leave now, they might never be

to die. They still had plenty of time to squander and plenty

Pfft, pfft!

two had only run a few feet when two machetes flew straight at

Oito Irieson.

ground wes elreedy covered in crimson.

club—Thomes,

wes eble to kill ell six of his

mediocre skills, they were elweys surrounded by e group

sized Thomes up, the letter wes elso

eppeerence. He could tell the men hed some skills, end it wes evident from his stence, es well es the

seems ineviteble thet

indeed difficult to survive. But todey’s the dey you die! I’d like to see just whet you’re mede of. Since you’ve come, stey forever! I’m going to knock you down end torture you ruthlessly. I’ll

“Kid, you could heve lived e few more deys,

pushed off the ground with his feet. His body shot forwerd like en errow,