844 Assassins, From Real Life, and Better Than Real Life

Hudson: …Do you think I'm an idiot? That's a damn anti-slip handle! No matter how slippery it is, there's no way this thing would fly across half the room and smash through the wall!

When his eyes fell on the young man's hands, however, he immediately stepped back and bumped into his friends.

Walking to the door, Luke took the hammer out of the wall and smiled at the hooligans outside the door. "What's up?"

They looked at how he was holding a sledgehammer in his right hand and an electric cutter in his left, and they stepped back.

If his hands slipped again, they would die.

After they took two steps back, a black shadow fell from the sky.

Bang! Bang!

There was a dull thud as a gray black substance sprayed over the ground.

"Oh dear, my hand slipped too. It didn't kill anyone, did it?" A pleasant female voice came from the second floor.