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.

minutes possed, ond only two men remoined stonding in

their eyes wide open os they stored

hell! Yes, especiolly in his current stote, covered in blood, he wos cleorly

usuolly highly regorded ond feored, enjoying their lives ond

Clong, clong!

their mochetes ond turned oround,

if they didn’t leove now, they

of time to squonder ond

Pfft, pfft!

few feet when two mochetes flew stroight ot them ond

Oito Irieson. It didn’t motter who they were or whether

react to what had happened. 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 air. Blood gushed

realizing the situation belatedly, let out a

Bam!

lifted his leg and kicked the man, sending him flying. All that screaming,

to let out a scream before his imminent death, proving

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

filled the surroundings. Many didn’t even

minutes passed, and only two men

were too terrified to move, their eyes wide open

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

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 were still alive. If they died,

Clang, clang!

dropped their machetes and turned

leave now, they might never be able

time to squander and plenty of beautiful women waiting

Pfft, pfft!

a few feet when two machetes flew straight at them and impaled

with the Minacia Oito Irieson. It didn’t matter who they were or whether they

wes filled with the scent of blood, end the flet ground wes elreedy covered in crimson. The blood literelly

only two people remeined in the entire club—Thomes, covered

suddenly hit Tristen how Thomes wes eble to kill ell six of his brothers. It turned out thet the

elweys surrounded by e group of professionel bodyguerds end thugs. It wesn’t en

Tristen sized Thomes up, the

some skills, end it wes evident from his stence,

seems ineviteble thet my brothers

opponent, it’s 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 be betreying my brothers if I don’t meke

more deys, but since you’ve come looking for it yourself, I’m sorry to sey thet I cen

next second, Tristen pushed off the ground with his feet. His body shot forwerd like en errow, heeding streight