Chapter 1255 - Change Of Plans
This was not the plan.
Scarface hastily took cover before whistling twice in another bizarre manner.
And those who heard it understand what he meant
[Abort mission.]
This was their only way out now.
At least, these sons of b**ches didn't know who they came for and didn't know anything about themselves or their organization.
So it was best to flee, replay, regroup, as well as send word of their thievery too.
But not to worry.
The debt these people owed would definitely get collected by a hundred folds because no one could kill a T.O.E.P member and get away with it.
No one!
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With cold murderous eyes, the members all scattered around in various directions with all their might.
But even at that, how could the Baymardians let them go?
~Splack!
Mud rose from the ground, avoided a sweeping kick by jumping away with his front hid his enemy.
~Pap. Pap. Pap. Pap!
With very swift actions, their legs and hands blocked each other's moves as if they were in some Martial arts movie.
The air around them grew heavier the fiercer the attacks turned.
And right from the beginning, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the intruder had long overpowered the guard, making him land several hard blows at his legs and ribs at lightning speed.
Bam!
The guard was pushed back so much that he left several deep lines in the mushy grounds after blocking the attack with a cross-arm move.
Pain. Pain. Real pain!
The guard felt his arm almost getting shattered from all the attacks he had managed to block.
And at this point, he had to admit that these intruders were truly something else.
SS-class Enemies... Their prestige was indeed well deserved!
But, he had a duty to uphold. So he quickly shook off his pain and followed the enemy as fast as he could.
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~Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
The intruder kept twisting his body and dodging all attacks for the guard.
And after landing another solid hit to the guard's face, he quickly fled the scene feeling gleeful.
Heh. So what if they learned good masking techniques?
They were still weaklings when it came to his Iron Leg technique.
It's a skill he had been enhancing for the past 7 years and had never failed him, not even once!
The intruder felt as though he had let out a little steam just now.
And seeing the distance he managed to put between himself and the guard, he couldn't help chuckling hard.
But just as he was about to vanish well into the foggy night, something made him stay frozen in place.
What???
The man trembled in shock after staring at the cold object that pierced him deeply.
What... What was this?
His mind went into disarray only briefly before quickly gaining its brutality again.
Dammit!
With no time to waste, he twisted his body around in hopes of delivering a deliver sweeping slash towards the enemy behind him.
And next thing he knew, a strange amount of energy glowed through his body, causing his hair to stand as though he were possessed.
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Zzzzzzzzz!~
"Grahhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~."
The intruder's muffled cries echoed out faintly, with his eyes rolling towards the back of his head.
F*** me! What the hell was going on here?
No. His cries were so weak that even his mouth felt too heavy to be kept open for long.
Bubuum! Bubuum!
The man's heart throbbed harder, giving him the feeling that it would flee from his ċhėst any moment now.
Bloody hell. The pain was all his brain could register.
As well as the feeling that someone had reached for his inner vitals (organs) and kept squeezing them as hard as they could over and over again without giving him so much of a single moment of rest.
Saliva oozed from the corners of his mouth after the numbness took over.
And one shouldn't even get him started on the fact that he had lost control of his limbs too.
At this point, he would be fortunate enough to be able to do something as simple as clenching his buŧŧ cheeks.
The feeling was something he had never experienced in his life and was just too hard to describe at all!
But the most awful thing was that his entire body kept twitching hard, leading to all the pent-up fluids within him getting released without mercy.
~Shwahhhh~~
"_"
The man's mind went blank with shame.
So... Was that pee or sweat?
The intruder felt as though his entire life was crashing before his eyes as shame quickly engulfed him whole.
Lying trough. How could a well-established ȧssassin like himself wet his pants?
Why? If word went out, how was he ever going to mingle in the ȧssassin work again?
This had to be a nightmare, right?... RIGHT?!!!
Zzzzzzzzz~~
(:T^T:)
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Like so, the intruder felt himself crying without any tears in his eyes.
And the soldier behind him calmly retracted the taser before dragging the intruder away from the scene.
What? They realized the possibility that some of these people might be stronger than them.
So if one couldn't handle it, they could secretly lead a few others towards others that were hidden away instead... Or, they could lead these men towards the traps found all across Bushy Valley.
That is, mother nature here was also wild. So if they could lead the enemy towards mother nature's warm embrace, then wouldn't that be great?
~Shrrrrr~~
The soldier dragged the intruder's body, returning the scene to how it was before.
In this manner, the hunt went on with a handful of hunters staying hidden while the majority remained visible for the enemies to see.
And of course, Jonah was within the visible team too.