Thug and Idol: 10X Rewards Second Identity System Chapter 21: A hunter gets hunted

The man barely had ti to gasp before he was dead already. His body slackened and slid to the ground when Tristan let it go.

He pulled out his bloodied knife and stealthily walked around the garages back to the riverbank, where he threw both the knife and the stolen phone into the water.

With his clothes clean, but hands taphorically bloodied, Tristan walked ho, feeling surprisingly good.

He still had the ti to change clothing and prepare to work as Tristan Gello.

After a murder, Tristan couldn't relax, and was still on high alert as he returned to his apartnt. It was near this place that he noticed a xican man smoking a cigarette and observing his apartnt building—and Tristan himself.

It could've been just a coincidence, but Tristan noticed that the man's gaze was too observant for this.

Tristan checked the ti and frowned. He was cutting it short to being on the shift in the bar. But he couldn't risk this.

Instead of going straight ho, Tristan entered a small grocery store on the street and subtly watched the xican man from the corner of his eye while pretending to pick items from shelves. The store window let him see just enough.

The xican man was definitely looking at Tristan too closely. He was subtle about it, but Tristan's skills were too high to miss it.

'Who is this? I don't rember any xicans in the Good Lion Bar. Is this soone working for Pierce, or soone else?'

This was all unplanned and irritating.

Tristan hated being late, dammit!

He had to deal with this, and quickly.

With a freshly bought can of soda in hand, Tristan walked out of the store and then away from his apartnt. After a while, the xican man walked after him.

This worsened Tristan's mood more.

He walked farther, drinking his soda and keeping a look around for more tails. But that xican man was alone, and it was going to be his undoing.

Tristan could already tell he wasn't that good. Could've passed with the old Tristan—the Tristan with scars, Tristan from the streets—but not with the new one.

A couple of streets later, Tristan made a turn at a street that looked like it could lead sowhere, but was actually a dead end. He threw the can out to the ground and waited.

When his stalker made a turn, Tristan's palm chopped him into Adam's apple.

The xican man's eyes bulged, and he coughed. His mouth opened in a silent gasp.

However, with instincts of a hardened thug, the man was already reaching for a gun Tristan noticed in his pocket.

Faster than a snake, Tristan reached it and jabbed the muzzle in the xican man's stomach. With his free hand, Tristan grabbed him by the arms and walked them both deeper into the dead-end. There, Tristan turned him around and pressed him into the wall with an elbow on his throat.

"Why are you following ?" Tristan hissed.