Robbers danced to my heist moves.
"... what is it? What's that ridiculous posture?
Only the boss who kept talking to me stood there and said, I don't know anything else, but my martial arts skills will cost me a fortune. The flesh boiled up. I had to kill as much as he did.
"Wait a minute, chief. Isn't that Mutuga?"
"Mutuga?"
"I think so from the posture."
"Then what is that knife?"
Then I started murmuring. I noticed a modest panic. Stupid bastards. It's too late to come and find out my true value. I was a monster who polished Taekwondo to the third grade and learned to use professional swordsmanship in the guild itself.
The back alley robber is a skilled man who can be slaughtered with dog gum.
There is a saying that if a man pulls a knife once, he has to slice it.
It was time to practice that old proverb.
"A mutugar with a knife... no way!"
"No way?"
"He's a mutt!"
"Musketeer!"
Then I started to panic.
What is this?
I'd rather be a Taekwondo prosecutor. You assholes.
"Hm!"
I swung a big knife at those who were shaking. The blade cuts through the air and makes a fierce wind. Boom! It sounds like the flesh of a human can be sliced off easily.
"Argh!"
Other robbers danced to the screening, except the chief.
I think there are some cans because I'm the boss. But that's it. It's just a bunch of thugs, bad head, bad judgment. So you're wasting your life trying to rob me.
It is in the first place that I protested against someone like me.
"Khh, Khh... What would you do then? You're not going to deal with the six of us alone, are you? I'm so sorry you got ripped off by our cat. But we have to eat and live, right? Why don't you make it better before it looks rough?"
"It's going to be rough with patterns. Hey, kid!"
The black-footed girl was hiding behind the head. It seemed as though the chief and his men were firmly convinced that they would do me one way or another. I called such a girl.
"... why?"
"An ultimatum. Give me back my wallet."
"I don't like poetry. Brothers! Let's kill him! It's five silver, five silver! I had five silver in my purse!"
"What?! 5 Silver?!"
Hah.
"Five Silver...!"
The eyes of the robbers began to turn at the words of the Five Silver. You can't sow the temptation of such a big coin. I don't know anything else, but I can't help it if the poor have eyes on the money.
"Khh, you can't give up on such a big buck, boys! Hit it!"
"Wow!"
The five robbers have charged at once with their knives in front of them, according to the chief's instructions. I don't know if I'm stupid or scared. Blackfoot girls are watching with their arms behind their backs like that.
Disgusting guy.
"You idiots. Do you think you can beat me?"
I immediately pushed the ground and ran in the opposite direction, holding back from running away.
It's a little dangerous to hit five at once, though. Poor people who are blind to money sometimes have the same kind of power as fanatics.
I need to seize the opportunity from the inside.
If I had come here in armor, I would have just hit it from the inside with my defensive sucker. It's too bad I didn't have it.
"That son of a bitch is running!"
"Go after him! He's got five silver! There might be more!"
I began to run away, and the robbers came after me with shouting and shouting. Looking back a little, the most motivated child of them started to come out ahead of the others.
"Kekeke!"
This is a great opportunity.
- Taaah!
"Asshole!"
I turned around without hesitation and gave a sword to the one who was alone. The runner tried to stop, fearing my instantaneous redirection. I'm sorry, but it's too late. The tip of the glowing knife aims at his belly.
"Huh?!"
- Phew!
With a terrible handshake, he became a skewer. I pulled out the knife that pierced my back, and the blood choked through the pierced hole. That blood splattered in my precious plain clothes and made me feel terrible.
Fifty years earlier, the robber who was about to leave five minutes earlier died from it.
"Let's not cross the red light as human beings. Let's comply with the Road Traffic Act."
"Sniff... Sniff..."
I kicked the fallen one. There are now six girls left. As I looked around, the robbers who were chasing me stopped for a long time.
I saw a man die in an instant, and it seemed like I had lost my sight.
They're not soldiers, they're just thieves against the poor, they're not afraid of monsters, and they can't keep their speculation in this situation.
You're dealing with five on your own?
That's not it.
That's how it ends with one George.
"Par, Python is dead!"
"..."
The curious chasers shrivel and stare at their leader. The girl with black hair was also very surprised. In her little world, these shoulders were the strongest and scariest.
Of course, I'm about a dozen times stronger than these robbed bastards.
"Boss!"
"...!"
I wonder if they had a chance to deal with a real skilled man. Queek, you can never defeat me, the warrior of Reversion, who killed two poor people in the back alley.
"You're next!"
- Yikes!
This is the state of winning.
Immediately after running, I put down the knife to the one at the front. He tried to avoid the seizure, but the death was confirmed as long as he was already in my jurisdiction.
"Curriculum!"
The one whose seed death was split in half fell with a cutting edge. Fivora spurts.
"Ugh!"
Then a scream burst from behind him. The robbers began to flee in the wake of the death of their successive comrades. The boss also turned around and tried to run away if he realized something was wrong. The same was true of girls.
"Run!"
That's the way to go.
They flee, scattering horns as if they were hens coming out of the courtyard.
Of those, only the chief and the girl were chased with their eyes. I don't think the rest of them care. Unfortunately, the two did not run away together and ran in different directions. I had to choose between the two.
"The one who stole my money will never forgive me!"
Of course, my true goal was a pickpocket year. Others ran after the girl, ignoring all of them. The runaway girl looks back at me and screams in horror.
"Why, why!"
"Run faster. Now you get caught and you die."
It was a little sad.
Even a child like that lives by stealing money because the world sucks. A man can at least become an adventurer or transfer to a back alley robbery, but in fact, a woman is a little more difficult to reach.
Extremely speaking, slum girls have no way but to dig themselves up. So he will fall into a snare. Selling your body carries a great deal of risk, so you chose a relatively less dangerous heist.
Whether you're an adventurer or a slum, each one lives in a battle with his or her own life.
Only death is lost in that battle.
"Boy, run faster. Even the brothers you trusted were useless."
"Argh!"
"It's a fucked-up world, but you have to live a little longer. Faster. Come on."
I just picked the wrong target. It was me, and it only contained five silver pieces. Unlike an increasingly exhausted girl, I had nothing to say. I didn't find it hard or anything like that because I just saw blood.
"Argh...! Studying! Studying!"
Squeezing the power of the handwriting, the girl fled. I chased him calmly. The road is really like a labyrinth, so I will miss it even if I lose my mind a little. Then my five silverware literally disappears like a mirage.
Unity! I concentrated so I wouldn't miss the girl.
I've made a lot of money lately, but that doesn't mean five silver is worth of gum. That's worth my life.
I chased him for a while.
"I got him."
I was able to catch the exhausted girl.
"Oh, my beautiful sister."
Immediately he grabbed his neck and lifted it. The hood is peeled and the black hair and the girl's face are revealed. I'm surprised you look beautiful, but I don't intend to. The look on the girl's face was distorted by pain.
"Shh, shh!"
How the hell am I supposed to kill her?
I didn't even have enough guts to pull it out alive.
"Oh, brother!"
"Huh?"
With such constructive thoughts, the girl shouts out in a seizure.
"Yeah, I'll give it to you. Can I see it for once? I'll give you your money back!"
At that ridiculous moment, my head became dull as if I had been hit by a hammer.
What is this bitch saying?
"This son of a bitch is talking faraway? Are you going to make me a criminal?"
"I'm good! I'll let you do whatever you want! I can match all your hobbies! You're gonna love it, too! I mean, let go of this hand..."
All puppies who have sexual thoughts against this girl should be beaten to death. Of course, the seller is the same penalty. I successively grind the packaging to a girl in a rage.
- Ugh!
"Bitch!"
His lips burst with a sound of refreshment. I felt so good with the cheeky cheeks on my chunky palm. The girl screams. It was like a girl dying of domestic violence who was repeated by her stepfather.
"I have something to say and I don't!"
"Argh! Let go of me!"
"I'll stop killing you. It's going to hurt a little bit. You can find the money in the body."
"Brother, please...!"
A pretty girl begged her lips to weaken her heart, but as I already said, all those little things in front of her were worthless.
It is an era in which human lives have not been saved by copper coins alone. If you look at it here, the survivor spreads rumors that all kinds of catches might be twisted.
The punishment of the law was severe.
I put a knife to the girl's neck. That filthy life. I'll end it here.
In the future, I hope to be born a democrat.
"That, yes! Money! I left the money somewhere else!"
"What?"
Leave it somewhere else?
"Please, please, brother! I'll give you the money back, so just let me live! If I die, you won't find any money, will you? Huh?"
"You hid the money? Where did you hide it?"
"Once you promise to let me live, I'll tell you!"
The girl offered me a deal to see if I still couldn't figure out the subject. However, I don't know what it looks like, but such an offer is useless.
If you wanted to find out, you could have just snapped a couple of fingers and let me know kindly.
"Fuck you, bitch. How dare you offer me a deal? Tell me where you are before you take your eyes off me. If you don't, you're gonna have to go to hell when you're gone."
"So..."
"Draw."
"Argh! Stop! Stop!"
Then something unexpected came out of the mouths of the crying girl.
"I'll give you everything you've got, so save me!"
"What do you have?"
"I mean, there's money I've saved up in the meantime! I'll give you all that, so please forgive me!"
... for real?
After a brief hold of judgment, I asked.
"How specific are you?"
"Ten silver poems combined with your brother's..."
"Ten Silver!"
Surprisingly, when I heard that, all the anger in my life began to vanish as if washed away.
Immediately after dropping the girl off, I carefully robbed her of her body. Dust splashed. The frightened girl flinched, knowing that I was beating her, but she calmly muttered, and soon she looked puzzled.
"Yo, are you forgiving me?"
"Of course! Did it hurt a lot? I'm sorry, are you okay? You're not hurt?"
"..."
There is nothing that can't be forgiven for such a big buck. No, this can't be done without forgiveness. Now that you've shown your sanctity, it's not like you're a grown-up Dory. The child may derail because his eyes are darkened for a while.
Cancer, by the way.
Ten silver was worth it.
"Now, shall we go? If you lied to me, I just can't stand my violent impulses!"
"..."
I held the girl's hands with a smile on all sides.
The girl stands in the forefront as if she was determined.
If anyone sees it, they're really good sisters.
In fact, under international law, anyone can become a brother by giving him 10 silver.