I’m Someone Else

The eight thugs could only watch as the Hahns were escorted to safety. That was a perfect chance to take these two away, and they blew it. They didn’t dare to be impulsive as the old men before them would destroy them before they knew it.

The Mortons and the Peralta Family might be powerful, but they usually kept to themselves. It was weird they would butt into this matter.

More importantly, why did the Elliotts join as well? They were just merchants who cared about money and never gave anything else any thought. So why did they butt in? Could they be associated with Thomas? The thugs did not know. They exchanged a look, but they said nothing. Years of working together had built up great understanding between them, and they knew there was only one thing to do.

“Run!”

These old men were far more powerful than they were. There was no way they could win in a fight against them. Their masters probably could, but not them. Not by a long shot.

The Warriors Eight turned around and tried to run, but the three martial arts experts would not let them do that. They came for a job, and they were determined to finish it.

Just a moment ago, these thugs were trying to threaten the Hahns, and now they were beaten to a pulp. They couldn’t even take a single blow from their enemies, and they fell.

The Morton martial arts expert stepped ahead, his eyes glinting coldly. “Kill them.”

attacked the thugs, and in just a moment, all of them died. “You handle the clean-up. Leave no

the others nodded. “Of course. We’ll leave nothing

had still not broken, and there were barely any people around. Most were still sound asleep, so barely anyone

people who noticed, the Mortons, Peralta Family, and Elliotts could still clean up any trace.

“The Warriors Eight came back. Which means

warriors came. If it were any one of the six, we couldn’t have gotten away

anything besides their training and skills. We used to be peers, but now they’ve improved by leaps and bounds, while we’re still the same as we

expert had a resigned look on his face. There was no comparison at all. The path of martial arts was long and arduous. Hard work might be the determining factor in the beginning, but the deeper they went into this art, the more important talent became. Someone talented could improve by a lot in one day, while everyone

martial arts experts shook their heads. They had their fun, but then what? If the six old monsters came out and realized their disciples were killed, they would come after them. These experts could never win, but if they didn’t

was nothing to worry about. Before the monsters could even show up, Thomas would be done with his training. He alone would take care of those idiots. There was nothing to be worried

no idea how Thomas was doing, but they had confidence

rang. Samuel picked it up. “What is it,

panicked. Four guys broke into the estate and were fighting with the guards. More accurately, it was