Chapter 31 Villagers

Looking at his back, Jack brow furrowed then became smooth, shook his head.

Followed him expressionlessly, looking at the CCTV, watchtowers, with bandits on them, and everyone armed to the teeth. Cameras and bandits stood at every corner of the village as security guards. 'Such advanced weapons and security,' is this really a bandit village? A thought flashed through his mind.

While noting the situation inside the village, looking at the bandit activities, naked women are bound in chains, devoid of expression and dead eyes. It seems they have given up hope on life. Bandits venting inside and outside on them at the same time, Jack sighed in his heart; that's the reality for you.

Also, listening to the sound coming from far away, looking at the huge warehouse and a lot of huge electric generators running at full capacity beside it, Jack became thoughtful; there must be something shady in this village.

Nasca took him to a stone house, looking at the fine design and the huge stone house that looks like a bunker. Walked inside a hall, a lot of bandits were sitting around; everyone had a fierce expression and tattoos on their faces and bodies.

"Boy, are you here to join us? Also, your RV is high-tech; probably, it has something to do with your talent. If you work for us, we will take care of you," a person sitting in the main seat in the corner, sharpening a knife, spoke, pointing at the LED with his RV image in front.

A smile appeared on the other bandits around, looking at Jack with an interesting expression.

Jack nodded, then asked a question, "I want to join, but before joining you, I want to ask something."

The leader bandit nodded; other bandits became curious. "You ask."

Jack then said, "I want to know, do any of your families live in this world?"

The bandits were confused; one of the bandits spoke, "Our families basically live in this village, it's the back side of the village. If you have a family member, you can leave them behind the village."

"Well, if it's a beautiful sister or wife, she can't go before serving the boss," one of the bandits commented, and others laughed around.

Jack sighed then spoke, "I didn't expect you all to offer your sisters, mothers, and wives, maybe daughters to the boss. This boss of yours is very lucky."

"M***, do you have a death wish?" Upon hearing Jack's reply, everyone's face turned purple and blue, Nasca cursed angrily pointing at Jack.

Suddenly, air regressed back toward their faces; an arm flew up, and blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the air red in the hall.

"Ahhhhhh," Nasca shouted, grabbing his shoulder. He felt a pain that hasn't been inflicted on him in his entire life. "My arm, my arm," crying and shouting while blowing his lungs.

Other bandits around were senseless, looking at the black scythe in Jack's hand, also at his wicked smile on his face.

"Well, let the feast begin," Jack spoke with a ruthless and chilly expression; a chill rushed through the very spine of every bandit around.

Hurriedly aiming their weapons at Jack, firing without hesitation.

Dadada!

The firing sound spread throughout the whole village; every bandit got alerted, ran toward the main area grabbing their weapons.

While inside the hall,

"Who are you?" Vice leader bandit shouted in horror, looking at his colleague divided into pieces, internal organs, body parts, even eyeballs scattered on the floor around; an inexplicable fear shrouded his heart. Suddenly, it stopped beating; his eyes turned red, vessels in his whole body ruptured.

Looking at the Vice leader bandit's horrible death, a thoughtful expression appeared on Jack's face, then shook his head, stood up. "I wanted to ask him some questions; well, let's ask others outside; these bandits are just talk, I think."

Stood up, Jack walked outside the building. While wiping the blood from his face, appeared near the stone house entrance, looking at trembling bandits standing outside, aiming at him.

One of the bandits looking at Jack alone realized there must be something bad that happened inside, shouted and ordered, "Shoot him, quickly shoot him, kill him."

Pulled the trigger, a rain of bullets pierced the air at Jack's direction. Suddenly, all bullets halted in front of him.

Every bandit's face changed, and gloom shrouded them instantly; their faces paled, looking at bullets stopped and floating in the air in front of Jack. "Run; it's the same as the boss's ability."

A smile appeared on Jack face, looking at their changing expressions with interest. "Take it back; I am returning them to you," Jack turned his fingers.

Everyone started running away, throwing their companions behind so they could survive.

Looking at this scene, with an expressionless face, "What a pathetic sight," Jack spoke disgustingly.

The rain of bullets reversed in their direction at a faster speed, pierced their bodies, avoiding vital parts, under his control.

Walking nearby, Jack grabbed the talented ones' heads and started devouring their talents and powers one by one, then glanced at bandits standing above the towers aiming and shooting him. But no bullet pierced his body; all fell on the ground one by one.

A sniper condensed in his hand, aimed at them one by one, killing them. Even some bandits who successfully ran away outside the village were shot dead by his purple beams; it can pierce everything and reach its targets.

After a while, looking at the disheveled women, ignoring them, sensed the family members of those bandits on the other side of the village. He walked toward that direction.

"So, you are the family members of those scums; tell me, this bandit village, how old is it, and what do you manufacture here?"

Looking at the frightened family members of the bandits,

One of the villagers said, pointing at him, "Boy, I don't know who let you in, but this village is not somewhere you can run wild."

"Ahhhh, my hand, my hand." Suddenly his hand cut and fell to the ground, blood spurt out,

An evil smile appeared on Jack face, looking at the man's face. "You are definitely Nasca's father; he was also shouting in this rhythm, 'My arm, my arm,' ha ha ha," Jack mimicked Nasca then laughed crazily. Villagers around were frightened; their faces changed. 'This guy is lunatic.'

Jack calmed down, ignored their face-changing expression, glanced at the villager man who looks like Nasca shouting and crying while grabbing his wrist, ordered coldly, "You answer my question; if you don't answer in 10 seconds, your arm will be next."

"Wait, I will tell you; I will tell you," the man's face changed, controlling his pain and spoke, "We are manufacturing arms and drugs here; our village is linked with the northern underworld. You better leave us alone."

At this time, an untimely young feminine voice appeared,

"My father is the boss of this village; he is super strong. You are dead; wait for him to return."

A fourteen and fifteen-year-old girl appeared running and warned Jack.

Jack was surprised; she is that leader's daughter, then said, "Have you been to the other side of the village; have you seen what's happening there?"

The villagers were confused, shook their heads. Few members among the villagers' faces changed; they wanted to say something but stopped, didn't dare say anything; they just recently joined the village.

"You leave us alone, or I will kill you," The leader's daughter spoke, looking at him coldly. Iron around her flew up. "Oh, the same talent as your father; well, it can be. There were a lot of humans, in the end, with the same talent as their parents," Jack commented with interest, looking at iron pieces around,

"All of you come with me; I will show you something." Jack then ignored her and invited them, walked toward the other side of the village.

Looking at his back, the leader's daughter and villagers hesitated but still followed.