Vengeance (8)
"Do you still want your turtle back now?" The gang boss pointed at the burnt breastplate. "Kakakaka."
The gang bursted into laughter.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the strongest hunter!" A gang bowed and gestured at the breastplate.
"Kakakaka!"
"Let's throw this armor into the void." Another thug suggested. "He can search for his turtle in his afterlife. Ah gah-gah-gah-gah."
The volume of laughter rose up.
Bam!
A hole was blasted out of the wall.
The laughter stopped.
Jeff fixed his business suit a little as he walked through that hole. Even though he was in the rain for a while, his suit was still perfectly dry.
What could Jeff say?
Telekinesis sure made his life convenient.
"Wow. All that. Just to destroy an outdated armor. Bravo." Jeff looked around with kill-intent.
The thugs raised their weapons again.
*Ting-ling* *Ting-a-ling*