I’m Someone Else

Chapter 64



Chapter 64

Thomas picked up the red wine bottle and drank its content in one go. After that, he seemed dissatisfied and opened another bottle before downing everything. He burped from drinking so much but was not red or drunk, unlike any ordinary individual would. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

That action shocked everyone at the scene, wondering how someone could down bottles of wine like that. Even if it were beer, ingesting so quickly would make one tipsy, but the man before them was not the slightest bit drunk. How high could his tolerance be?

When Thomas arrived in the middle of the room, he replied, “I’ll tell you who I am. Zoe Ginger’s brother, Dominic, was my best friend. My name is Thomas Clifford, and once I send you to hell, do tell Hades that I killed you!”

The young man reflexively shivered because Thomas’ gaze was too horrifying, one that did not belong to a human. Instead, it was filled with hostility, and he felt like prey under his monstrous gaze. It only took one stare into Thomas’ eyes for that young man to feel like he was freezing inside an ice cooler.

“Get him! What the hell? How dare you try to intimidate me! I’m going to rip you to pieces!” That young man could not stand Thomas’ gaze any longer and gestured for his underlings to kill him!

Like magic, the fifteen burly men instantly took out their weapons and charged at Thomas. Zoe was terrified and widened her eyes, seeming to have seen his ending after facing those men.

While Thomas spoke earlier, she listened to every word he said but became confused. When did her brother become best friends with Thomas? At the sight of his expression, she could not help but believe what he said. After all, everyone in the room could sense Thomas’ fury.

We’re done for! However, what happened next shattered her ideology. To her surprise, Thomas shifted like lightning and grabbed one of the men’s hands.

Crack!

“Ahh—” that man screamed in pain as his wrist was snapped.

Following that, Thomas took away the man’s machete, but the other fourteen had already arrived next to him while wielding their machetes. To them, killing was a walk in the park, so their gazes were abnormally calm. They were professional hitmen, and the young man beside them was equally evil. Since their boss had ordered them to kill the target, what else could they do but comply?

“How obnoxious!” The young man scoffed coldly. No matter who you are, I will still rip you to pieces.

Before those fourteen men could swing their machetes, he saw Thomas’ body suddenly shiver and disappear!

Huh? What’s this? Where is he? How could he disappear like that? Is this some sort of magic trick? Those were questions going through everyone’s mind.

Just as everyone was bewildered, Thomas’ voice suddenly appeared. “Are you looking for me?”

Shunk! Shunk! Shunk!

While those hitmen turned around to look, they could only see a cold glint flash before them. Meanwhile, Thomas had increased his speed and was moving like lightning, piercing through the group of men!

Five seconds later, his figure appeared at the other end of the room while the hitmen stood where they were with their machetes raised in the air, remaining in their pre-strike movement. Under careful observation, one would notice their eyes were filled with different levels of shock, and some had even lost the light in their eyes.

“What the hell! Are you all paralyzed? Why are you standing there? Get him!” the young man roared, baffled at how everyone was frozen.

The best had yet to come. The following scene shocked him to the core as the fifteen hitmen dropped to the ground simultaneously, their bodies separated from their waists.

“Hiss!” The man took a sharp breath because he saw Thomas dashing at him from the other end while all his underlings were dead on the floor.

“Ahh!” Zoe fell to the ground as her knees weakened, baffled at such a gory scene.

This was not Earth anymore but hell! It had only been about ten seconds since Thomas began attacking, but all fifteen burly men were dead! How could someone have such a horrifying ability?

When he arrived at the bar, he grabbed the red wine bottle he had emptied earlier and held the man by his hair. Then, with a pang, he threw the bottle to the ground and gathered the pieces, calmly ordering, “Here. Eat them!”

How dare you kill my buddy! After so many years, I had only made a few good friends, but you guys are something. You killed one of my friends for a bar! And even tortured him to death! Fine. Don’t you enjoy tormenting people? I’ll give you a taste of your medicine. You’re the first in line, and I will let every one of you see what real hell on Earth is!

“No… Please…” The young man was stunned, as he thought Thomas was not a human but the devil!

Naturally, Thomas had no patience to waste, so he viciously grabbed the man’s jaw and dislocated it with a loud crack. Devastated, the helpless man could no longer make any noise besides muffled groans. After that, Thomas stuffed the glass down the man’s throat, but since they were too large, he slammed his hand onto the young man’s cheek.

Crack!

His force instantly pulverized the glass bottle! “Have at it!” Once that was done, he gave the man a hard kick, sending him over thirty feet away. The young man was long dead, and the glass shards in his mouth created a bloody scene.

Though what Thomas did was cruel, the man he killed was a sc*mbag, so there was no need to show him mercy! A scum like him tortured Dominic to death for a bar and wanted to defile Zoe, and he also mercilessly killed the couple from the hotel opposite Twilight Bar because they paid their protection fees two days late. What was crueler was that they even raped the couple’s only daughter until she lost her sanity!

That man had done many inhumane things without a guilty conscience. Today was merely retaliation for all the things he had done.

Coldly glancing at the corpse-filled room, Thomas made his way to the couch and sat down. “Where is Dominic’s body?”


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