Rise of The Demon Ge 43 Chapter 43

It was a few minutes later before they heard the second knocking. They heard the Madam's voice again.

"It's ti. Our VIP custor has arrived."

"All right," Amon said. He stood up from the bed as Ning Ning collected her clothes and put them on again.

"I really enjoy your dance," Amon complinted before heading to the door. Ning Ning just stared at him, she didn't know if she should be happy getting a complint from a little boy.

When Amon opened the door, he could see a relieved expression on the Madam's face. She probably thought that he was trying to stall again. Amon handed her the additional twenty Aer stones without any words. She accepted them with glee.

'Dealing with a greedy person was truly simple,' Amon thought.

He then just stood there while the Madam counted the extra Aer stones. The Madam finally noticed him and asked, "Do you need anything else, young master?"

"I forget the way down," Amon replied.

The Madam chuckled. "I will take you down," she said.

On their way down, they saw several n coming up the stairs. The Madam bowed to the lead person and said, "Mister Man, we are always glad for your presence here. Ning Ning is already waiting for you upstairs."

"Haha, it is my pleasure to co here. You give the best service," the lead person replied.

"I try my best."

Amon watched their exchange silently. He had confird his target. This lead person was Man Sam, the one he was after. The face was the sa as the drawing provided by the clan mission's counter.

Man Sam finally noticed Amon's existence. He said to the Madam, "I didn't expect you to bring your son to this place."

The Madam finally realized Amon was still by her side. She said, "He is not my son. His na is Amon. He is a custor."

"A custor?" Man Sam furrowed his brows. He was trying to determine if the Madam was making a weird joke or was making fun of him.

The Madam probably acknowledged the weirdness of the situation, she quickly said, "I will not stall you any longer. Please head up. Ning Ning is already waiting in her room."

She then hurriedly ushered Amon down. As he walked down, Amon glanced at the six that were going up.

After arriving back in the main hall, Amon just walked towards the exit. The Madam called from behind, "Co here again when you hit puberty, young master Amon. I will prepare my best girl to take your virginity."

Amon paid the Madam's words no heed. After he arrived outside, the street was still teeming with life. This place was especially lively when it was at night.

The guard whose hand he had twisted before was at the side of the entrance. He was giving Amon a hostile glare. He was thinking about teaching the kid a lesson, the incident just now should have only been a fluke. He was not careful. Thus, the kid had managed to land a cheap shot at him.

Amon turned and glanced at him for just a mont before turning back again and walking away. The guard was fuming, the kid was underestimating him. But he stayed in his place. He had discarded the desire to take revenge. At the short mont when their eyes t just now, he did not feel his anger. He had instead felt fear. He couldn't explain it, but that short mont had made him change his mind about giving Amon trouble.

The guard didn't know that the change of his heart had instead saved his life. Amon went around the block and ca to the backside of the brothel. The back here was more deserted. Amon searched for a secluded corner and changed into a black suit that he had prepared. He also covered his entire head with a black cloth, leaving only his eyes visible. He took inspiration from the ninja outfit of his past life.

He then took out two sets of climbing claws. He had made the climbing claws himself, another inspiration from the ninja tools from his past life. These tools allowed him to scale a flat wall. His cultivation allowed him to perform a high jump, but his current Strength stage could only allow him to jump to a maximum height of five ters, while the windows of the third floor of the brothel were almost ten ters high.

He targeted a window that was without any lighting, indicating that the room was most likely unoccupied. Before he made the jump, he looked around first to make sure that there was no one around. After making sure everything was safe, Amon jumped. After reaching five ters of height beside the wall, he slapped his two palms onto the concrete wall. The blades of the climbing claws dug into the wall, holding him in place.

He then slowly alternated between his left and right hands as he made his way onto the third floor's windows. His cultivation gave him the strength to easily pull the weight of his entire body with only one arm, giving him an easy ti climbing the wall.

Once he reached the window. He didn't imdiately open it. Although it was dark inside, it didn't guarantee that it was unoccupied. He placed one of his ears on the window. After making sure that there was no sound from inside. He opened it and slid inside.

He then went to the door. Again, he placed his ear to listen to the sound outside. It was good that Man Sam used the third floor. If it was the second floor, Amon would have trouble sneaking around that crowded floor.

After making sure from the absence of sound that no one was walking around in the corridor outside. He opened the door ajar. He peeked outside to make sure before he went out.

He already morized the layout when he walked around the place before. He walked through the corridor without making any sound. Walking swiftly without making any sound was another of his past life skills. He had also added rubber soles underneath his feet, allowing it to further dampen the stepping sound. While he passed through the corridor, he occasionally heard moaning and laughing voices from inside so of the rooms.

After reaching a corner, he peeked around the corner. As expected, the five bodyguards were outside Ning Ning's room. It would be impossible to go in from the front without fighting those five. He saw the five chatting rrily instead of standing on alert. Good, that should make their reaction a tad bit slower.

Amon turned back again. He headed to the room that was behind Ning Ning's one. He reached the door of that room. Unfortunately, the room was occupied. He heard so groaning from inside.

'What a pity,' he thought. He hoped he would only have to kill the rchant, and possibly Ning Ning. Now, it seed there would be two other additional victims.

He took out a dagger. It was not the Swan Dagger. Swan Dagger used to be Madam Lin's weapon. Soone might recognize it, so he was using another dagger just in case.

After giving another look to both ends of the corridor to make sure that no one was around. He opened the door, then swiftly closed it again. The couple on the bed was too engrossed with their sexual intercourse that they didn't notice soone had just barged into their room.

On the bed, the man was lying on his back as he moaned with his eyes closed, enjoying himself as the sexy woman sat on him and rode his manhood. It was only after Amon arrived by their sides that they registered Amon's presence.

"Who are–" the man's words were cut short as Amon sliced his throat. The woman was about to scream but Amon's slicing motion circled around to her, cutting her throat as well. With one round motion of his arm, Amon had taken two lives instantaneously.

The woman's lifeless body slumped onto his partner's bare chest. Their blood was still spurting out, covering the entire bed. Amon did not spare the two any glance after killing them. He went to the wall behind the bed. The setup of the room was the sa, so Man Sam and Ning Ning should be directly behind this wall.

The wall was not that thick, he placed his ear to the wall. He could slightly hear the two's voices as they were enjoying themselves. Good, they were directly behind the wall. If they had any fancy idea and were fucking in the middle of the room, it would be a problem.

Amon steadied his breaths as he readied himself behind the wall. He would only have a very short mont. Once the noise sounded, it would only take the five bodyguards outside a mont to barge in. His left hand clenched into a fist, while his right gripped his dagger tightly.