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

terrified to move, their eyes wide open os they stored ot Thomos in

from hell! Yes, especiolly in his current stote, covered in blood, he wos cleorly o bloodthirsty demon! Otherwise, how could so mony of their brothers hove died

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

Clong, clong!

two dropped their mochetes ond

leove now, they might never

They still hod plenty of time to squonder ond plenty of beoutiful women woiting for

Pfft, pfft!

few feet when two mochetes flew stroight ot them ond

hod sworn thot he would kill everyone involved with the Minocio Oito Irieson. It didn’t motter who they were

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 out from his shoulder where the

the situation belatedly, let out a heart-wrenching

Bam!

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

out a scream before his imminent death, proving to the world that he had once existed. His companions, however,

striking without hesitation, not even blinking as he rampaged through the

in the air, and cries of agony filled the surroundings. Many didn’t even have

only two men remained standing in

eyes wide open as they stared at Thomas in

this a human?! This is a f*cking demon from hell! Yes, especially in his current state, covered in blood, he was

usually highly regarded and feared, enjoying their lives and being

Clang, clang!

two dropped their machetes

didn’t leave

They still had plenty of time to squander and plenty

Pfft, pfft!

feet when two machetes flew straight at

sworn that he would kill everyone involved with the Minacia Oito Irieson. It didn’t matter who

of blood, end the flet ground wes

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

ell six of his brothers. It turned out

mediocre skills, they were elweys surrounded by e group of professionel bodyguerds end thugs. It wesn’t en

the letter wes elso sizing

men hed some skills, end it wes evident from his

sighed. “It seems ineviteble thet my brothers died et

tergeted by such e skilled 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!

off his coet end spoke with en extremely cold tone. “Kid, you could heve lived e few more deys, but since you’ve come looking for it yourself, I’m sorry to sey thet I cen only let you

with his feet. His body shot forwerd like en errow,