Darick wants a nap

Tral's big mouth had now landed him an appointment on the sixty first floor to fight the refined gentleman who was sucking up to the man that insulted his vampiric nature in the diner.

He didn't feel like wasting his energy on more pointless fights today and as that battle was scheduled for tomorrow Tral decided to head back to the ship to cultivate in private.

Darick not wanting to be left behind in the floors despite being extremely tired had decided to cultivate while fighting which was extremely unpleasant but he generally won his fights only losing once to a ring out due to being distracted.

From those wins he was able to steadily raise floors till he reached the fifty seventh by the end of the day at which point he had become too exhausted to continue so he decided to not bother Tral and go checkout the assigned apartment.

The building seemed a little run down compared to many of the others but he didn't pay much attention to that as he just wanted to go to sleep.

As he was just about to enter the building when something heavy bounced off the back of head with a bang. He stopped partially to process what just happened before turning around slowly.

There behind him was a small gang of five with one of them holding a smoking gun but it wasn't any gun as the runes on the barrel showed it to be magitech thus far superior to the advantage firearm.

"Now are one of you going to tell me what this is all about or maybe how a bunch of clearly worthless punks got your hands on a weapon like that?" Darick growled at them menacingly.

The one with the gun started to back up and nervously opened fire to unload the last five bullets into Darick's face while the rest ran at him from either side machetes that where also covered in runes.

The bullets ricocheted off his face without injury but they kept him distracted long enough for two of the thugs to chop at the back of his legs which would have been crippling blows for even decently practiced cultivators considering the raw strength of the users who also had faintly glowing runes on them but being Darick it only unbalanced him forcing his legs to bend at the knees.

As the second pair of attackers came from the front but before his knees hit the ground Darick roared with rage as he was far to tired for this bullshit. He put all he had into his now bent legs to push off the ground while opening up his arms to clothesline the two oncoming attackers with one reacting fast enough to try to chop his arm only to have that horribly back fire as his own blade went into his face as they were clothesline without even slowing Darick down.

Darick wasn't stopping after that though as before him stood the gun wielding gangster who was trying his best to reload the weapon that clearly wasn't working. Darick reached out to grab the man by each shoulder picking him up to turn around with a football throw directly at one of the others that made the mistake of coming back for more.

He slowly walked over to the stunned ground as the last member wisely decided that now was a good time to run away. Darick picked up the gun holding punk by the back of his jacket to yell in his face. "What! Are! You! Doing! And why?"

The gangster immediately wet his pants before fainting in response so Darick sighed in disgust to toss him away before taking to gun. As soon as he was about to ask one of the others a couple spot lights were pinned on him while a megaphone cried out "Put down your weapons and stop attacking these individuals! You will remain calm and lay down on the ground as a security agent will come to arrest you for your crimes."

Darick roared back with his voice well amplified by Qi in frustration "They attacked me and I swear to whatever you hold dear that if one more damn person attacks me before I get some sleep they aren't going be holding anything dear anymore."

The security force was stunned at this response for a second before they came to their senses with the one on the megaphone "Alright then you just threatened public security, open fire officers!"

Shots were fired from all sides lighting him up like crazy causing bullets to ricochet all over almost instantly killing the prone gangsters. After a few minutes of this where Darick just stood there his his hands out wide they stopped.

He shouted back just as loud as before "You done acting like spoiled brats or you want to kill more of the public it's your job to protect? Speaking of which you got here pretty fast for hit and run so eventually you're going to have to explain who tipped you off about this."

The security force was even more surprised at this turn over events and a sniper even took another shot just to be sure which Darick slapped out of the air like it was a rock.

"You know what? I'm done here, y'all can eat my ass later and I do mean that literally." Darick said right before running at full speed towards the docks.

They tried to stop him with an armored vehicle that blocked the road but he just jumped over it shrugging off bullets. On top of the vehicle was a very unlucky officer who was grabbed up as Darick passed by.

The public security member yelled out protests but Darick couldn't care less as he carried the man with him in one hand as he sped towards the docks.

"Look the only way you are going to make it out of this alive is if you call off your idiot friends because when I get to the water I'm not swimming ok… do you understand me cause if you think I'm hard to kill from bullets then your going to feel pretty stupid drowning next to me as I walk across the bottom of the ocean." Darick told the man as he ran.

After that he stopped paying attention to the security man and started shouting out "The public security has been bribed to try to murder me! I've been only acting is self defense!" over and over until he reached the dock very close to where Tral had the yacht parked.

By the water there was several military ships all aiming their weapons towards him yet with the city in the background opening fire at that time could cause catastrophic damage so they weighted until he hit the water which he dived into as fast as possible.

All around him were explosions impacting the surface of the oceans but even the shots that hit him only served to push him lower.

With the guard panic drowning in his hands he blocked the incoming weapons fire so that they wouldn't hit the man.

In front of him came the silhouette of a submarine it's front opening up to swallow him whole. One way or another he was getting his nap.