When Alexander entered the factory, he saw that there were many mbers of the Black Serpent gang. They were carrying different weapons, and worse, they were carrying guns. However, to him, these were just toys.
When Alexander arrived at the abandoned warehouse, he saw that the man leading the way had stopped at the door.
He looked at him with a glare. "Get inside. You better be respectful or—" he did not finish what he was saying because Alexander simply walked past him and entered.
The man was greatly furious, but Alexander was already inside, so he decided to follow and see how the kid would be dealt with.
Once inside, Alexander saw a short man with a fierce expression on his face. Beside him stood the man he had t at the bar.
Jonathan finally saw the kid who just entered the door, it was the troublemaker who had caused great damage to him and his gang.
He stared at him, filled with anger, as if he wanted to eat him alive. It was not only Jonathan, but also the other mbers of the Black Serpent gang, who had overheard the conversation earlier.
The man who had brought him inside did not know about this, but he also glared at him, furious at having been ignored earlier.
After glancing at the short man for a mont, Alexander shifted his gaze towards the three people, among whom was the woman he was familiar with.
It was Valentine, who was looking at him with concern. Now that he was here, he already implicated his self in this trouble.
Alexander did not feel any fear or burden at all. He simply walked toward the three people as all eyes were fixed on him.
When he arrived in front of Valentine, he hurriedly checked her condition. Other than a slap and the blood on her lips, there were no further problems.
Alexander released a sigh. "Boss, don't worry. Now that I'm here, leave this matter to ," Alexander said as he looked down at her, since he was a head taller.
Valentine was anxious. The worry in her eyes deepened; she did not trust his words at all. After being exposed to supernatural things, she could clearly see that these people—especially that one man is a monster.
"Not only can he play with his uncle, whom she had known to be strong for a long ti, but she also knows that Alexander will be no match.
He is strong and she knows that but in front of this man, especially these people, now that they are ard not with bats and knives but with guns, real guns she knows what kind of trouble this is.
Valentine finally knows that this world is actually far more dangerous than she had ever imagined. Staring at Alexander, the guilt in her heart grew bigger and bigger."
"Alexander, are you stupid? Why did you co here? If you were trying to save , you should have thought twice before rushing in," Valentine grumbled in anger, staring at him in the face.
Hearing the concern in her words, Alexander simply smiled. Seeing his carefree smile, Valentine beca even more anxious, thinking that Alexander was just here to play so kind of ga.
"Don't worry, Boss. Now that I'm here, I will help you leave this place untouched," Alexander promised as he stood straight.
But his words had no effect on her. Valentine simply sighed in frustration. She was about to think of a solution when she was interrupted.
"Are you treating us like spectators here? You, kid—you are so arrogant. After causing this much trouble, you still have the nerve to ignore ," Jonathan said coldly, as the n behind him held their guns.
They were showing their guns to scare Alexander, but he simply looked at them as if they were insignificant. Seeing his gaze, Jonathan wondered if this kid was ntally retarded.
Since he was so calm, so calm that feels like he was not in trouble at all. "Does he think these guns are toys?" Jonathan though, with that he took a pistol in one of his people and pointed at him.
Seeing that a gun was pointed at him, Valentine grabbed his hands, planning to pull him behind her and shield him, but he did not budge from his position.
Not expecting Alexander's reaction to what she was trying to do, she felt a pang of anxiety because of it.
"Alexander, this is not the ti to be stubborn. Get behind —" her words were cut off as Alexander squeezed the hands she was using to pull him.
Tilting his head slightly, he looked at her calmly and responded, "Just get behind . Don't worry, I'll be fine," he comforted.
Looking at his stubborn personality, her expression tightened with worry. But she could not do anything anymore since she could not stop him.
Benjamin, who was behind the two, seeing this, he was about to stop the kid from acting like a hero but was held back by the back of his clothes.
Looking behind, it was Shanks who held him back. "Benjamin, don't stop the kid. I feel that he's not normal. Look at his expression," he said to him.
Benjamin then looked at Alexander and saw that the kid he had t at the mall was devoid of any fear on his face.
"See, there is no fear in his eyes. This is not stubbornness or arrogance, because if he had these two qualities, the fear could not be hidden," Shanks said with a heavy breath.
Benjamin listened to his words but still felt a little skeptical, given how young Alexander was to be able to deal with this matter.
He really applauded this kid for his courage to co here at night just to save his daughter. Now that the kid was about to die a aningless death, he was, of course, worried.
Shanks, seeing that Benjamin was in a dilemma about whether to trust his words or not, pointed out another fact.
"Benjamin, listen. From the call just now, this kid in front of you was alone when he took down the headquarters of this gang. You do know how dangerous that is, right? Now that the kid is standing in front of you without any injuries, let's trust him and leave this matter for him to handle," Shanks explained.
Benjamin decided to accept his words, so he stopped.
But he prepared himself, knowing that if this kid was just all talk, he would do his best to help, even at the cost of his own life.
Jonathan, looking at Alexander, noticed that the kid glanced at him without showing any panic at all, which made him a bit frustrated. This was not the reaction he was expecting.
"Kid, from the mont you die, this will be the end of our grudge," Jonathan bellowed coldly, growing impatient as too much ti was being wasted.
With that, the sound of a gunshot rang out, like the roar of thunder, Valentine's trembled as she leaned against his back, holding his left hand.
But after so ti, she realized that Alexander had not moved at all. She popped her head out and was stunned to see the expressions of the people in front of her.
Their faces were filled with disbelief, while so looked clueless. When the gun was fired, they had clearly seen that it was aid at Alexander, but after a few seconds, the kid was still unhard.
"Where did my bullet go?" Jonathan exclaid. As he inspected his gun, he checked and confird that there were still bullets inside.
He then looked at Alexander, who was still standing as if nothing had happened. "Did I miss?" Jonathan thought. With that, he glared at Alexander with a deadly stare.
Pointing the gun at him again, this ti Jonathan fired twice. The resounding sound of the gunshots echoed once more.
This ti, he did not move his gaze, but when the bullets reached Alexander, they simply vanished into thin air.
Ronaldo, who was standing on the side with his back leaning against the wall, watched the scene with amusent.
"Interesting..." he said in a low voice, having clearly seen what had happened earlier.
Viper Ronin, on the other side, did not share the sa amusent, as his expression was also stunned.
With his enhanced eyesight, he could clearly see the bullets, but just as they ca within inches of the kid, they vanished into thin air.
"What!" Jonathan could not help but voice out loudly.
Even the n standing behind him, holding their guns, were equally stunned. They could not understand why the kid was still unscathed.
"Is the gun malfunctioning?" Jonathan asked Ethan as he looked at him.
Ethan, who was being questioned, shook his head. "No, it's not, boss. I think that kid over there did sothing strange," he responded.
Jonathan, hearing what Ethan said, nodded his head, as he only needed clarification. The gun in his hand was not the problem—it was the person it was pointed at.
"Hey, you, what did you do just now? Why are you still alive?" Jonathan asked, this ti lowering his gun. His eyes were full of wariness as he stared at Alexander.
Valentine, hearing what he said, was also curious about where the bullets had gone. Alexander just smiled as he extended his right hand, which had not moved this entire ti.
"Are you looking for this?"
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