Bloodbath at the Casino

Chapter 113 Bloodbath at the Casino

The first thing to come was two iron bars that came crashing down with a whooshing sound!

Chalice spread his arms outwards, deflecting the iron rod, and at the same time, he threw out both fists, striking the two men in the chest with his left and right fists.

puff!puff!

Both men coughed up blood at the same time, their chests visibly caved in, and countless ribs were broken.

They were struck as if by a battering ram, their feet leaving the ground as they flew backward, knocking down several of their companions and causing chaos.

Without stopping, Chalice twisted his body to dodge a slash coming from the side, then grabbed the man's arm and swung him around like a human weapon, slashing fiercely at the others nearby.

"what!"

The guards, who were being used as weapons, screamed in terror and involuntarily crashed into their companions.

The guards behind were unable to dodge in time and were knocked over.

In severe cases, bones are broken and tendons are fractured, causing the victim to writhe on the ground in agony.

Chalice casually slammed the already terrified "humanoid weapon" to the ground and stomped on its neck until it snapped.

His gaze locked onto the few remaining guards who were still standing.

These men were already terrified; their hands trembled as they gripped their weapons, their eyes filled with fear. They hesitated, too afraid to attack, but also too afraid to run away because of their gang affiliation.

"Useless trash."

Chalice whispered something and took the initiative to approach.

He took a step so fast that he left a trail of afterimages.

In an instant, they were in front of a guard!

The guard panicked and swung his knife wildly, but Chalice easily grabbed his wrist, twisted it in the opposite direction, and at the same time slammed his knee into the guard's abdomen.

The guard's scream was swallowed back down his throat, and he curled up like a shrimp, vomiting up the undigested contents of his stomach along with his gastric juices.

Chalice grabbed his face, twisted it, and snapped the man's neck.

He then turned and delivered a side kick, striking the side of the knee of another guard who was trying to sneak up on him from behind.

The guard's knee joint twisted into a bizarre angle, and he screamed as he collapsed to the ground, rolling around clutching his broken leg.

Chalice didn't even look at him; he simply stepped on his neck and broke it as he passed by.

Having become familiar with how his transformed body performed in actual combat, Chalice was too lazy to engage in back-and-forth exchanges with ordinary people anymore.

They almost always aimed for the neck.

One strike to defeat the enemy, one strike to kill!

The last two guards completely broke down, dropped their weapons, and tried to run deeper into the casino.

How could Chalice let them go?

He grabbed the iron bar that had fallen to the ground and threw it violently!

puff!

The iron rod shot out like a javelin, accurately piercing the guard running behind.

Who says you can't kill someone without a sharp point?

The shells were also blunt.

But if you have enough strength, the whole thing will be pointed!

The guard let out a piercing scream and collapsed, unable to get up.

The one running in front heard his companion's scream and was so terrified that his legs gave way and he fell flat on his face.

He tried to get up.

A foot was already on his back.

The immense force pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe, and his ribs emitted cries of impending breakage.

"Spare me—spare my life—"

He begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face.

Chalice looked down at him, his face expressionless, only cold indifference.

He didn't say anything, he just pressed down with his feet.

"Well----"

The guard's vision went black.

In less than two minutes, only Cheryl was left standing in the casino lobby.

The other gamblers, who had been blinded by greed, also came to their senses at this moment.

They huddled together with the dealer dressed as bunny girls, trembling with fear, barely daring to breathe. The black-stockinged legs that they used to touch when they were in the mood now held no appeal.

The ground was littered with guards whose bones were broken and tendons snapped, some groaning in pain, others simply lifeless.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and urine.

At this time.

The door leading into the casino finally opened.

Gangsters carrying machetes escorted a man who walked with a limp as he emerged.

Seeing the mess and corpses all over the ground, even Hunter, who was an extraordinary being and the number two in the Rat Gang, couldn't help but feel a genuine sense of dread towards the frowning black-haired youth not far away.

But Chalice's frown wasn't directed at him.

My sleeves were stained with bloodthorn.

This made Cheryl, who was somewhat obsessive about cleanliness, even more irritable.

Especially after experiencing two consecutive battles, his abundant spirituality has become fully active, restless and eager to join the fight—"He—he's the one who ruined my plans!"

A bald man was hiding right next to Hunter.

It was the same one that Chalice had released not long ago.

Hunter's expression grew increasingly grim as he listened to the bald man's exaggerated complaints.

He is extraordinary.

He possessed a far more acute perception of the danger posed by the enemy than most people.

The person in front of me—

not to be trifled!

Although Hunter had already benefited from that man by secretly killing the boss and obeying various seemingly reasonable orders.

All you need to do is prepare the materials and you can try to break through to the long-awaited second tier.

But now—

He was still only a first-tier extraordinary being.

However, this is the territory of the Rat Gang, and after the boss went missing, he, as the number two, became the de facto boss.

With so many men, even if he has to wear them down—he can wear down this arrogant bastard who dared to break into his lair and make a scene!

However, Hunter did not immediately order an operation.

He looked at Chalice and sneered, "Your sudden visit is quite a surprise for the Rat Gang!"

"But I heard you've already reached a settlement with my men, and now you're causing trouble again? Are you trying to take advantage of the Rat Gang by saying we'll just sit idly by?!"

"Ha—reconciliation? You must be joking!"

Chalice's gaze finally shifted from his sleeve to Hunter's ambiguous smile.

"Besides—what does it matter to me that I let them go during the day and that I come to kill you at night?"

"I'm a decent person, I can't do this dirty work in front of so many people, can I?"

"Besides—since you can come here and bully people so brazenly, why can't I bully you bunch of stinking rats? So what if you're bullying others because of your power—I'll bully you now, so what?"

"Good—good, good, good!"

Hunter, enraged, laughed and suddenly waved his hand.

"Since this gentleman looks down on the Rat Gang, then chop him up and make him feed the rats!"

Faced with a large number of thugs coming on strong.

Chalice laughed dismissively.

A few minutes later————

"Hiss—whoosh!"

Maguire exhaled a smoke ring and said in surprise, "Captain Cherries, I never expected you to be this strong!"

"You alone—you really single-handedly ravaged the entire casino and even subdued a first-tier extraordinary being!"

"Subduing someone is much harder than simply killing them!"

"Just luck —"

Chalice shifted his position to an upwind location to avoid inhaling Maguire's secondhand smoke.

"This guy has a limp, and his sequence isn't exactly known for its combat prowess, but he's incredibly resilient and can be easily killed—"

"Wow! You make that sound so easy!"

Maguire clicked his tongue in amazement: "I heard that Captain Cherrys once had some connections with the Governor's Office, so this matter probably doesn't even need to be reported—"

Chalice sensed his probing and simply said, "The Governor's Mansion? Ha! It's nothing—I just had a casual meal with the Governor's steward."

"You've dined with people from the Governor's Mansion?"

Maguire's fingers, which were holding the cigarette, paused, and his expression instantly became much more respectful.

Upon seeing this.

Chalice smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just a simple meal, nothing more—"