MONSTER'S INVASION: HELL
Episode 2: INTERNAL ISSUES; Chapter 3: Other Criminals

Maybe, now I've set my new goal. After knowing the truth about the other power owners, there's no way I'll just shut up, right? of course I have to do something, and the choice I make is...

Stay away from such people as far as possible until they will never meet for good despite death.

Well, I'm not that crazy about finding trouble with superior beings, compared to them I'm just an ant among a bunch of elephants.

From the slash marks on the Type 17 monster yesterday I already knew that the person who defeated the Monster only needed one slash to kill such a disaster bearer! While me? just to run from the red laser alone must try as hard as possible! Our distance is too far!

"Grandfather, today I'm going to another city to find my family, here's 3 days' rent..."

The old grandfather looked at the money I gave him then politely picked it up with a satisfied smile. "Good luck young man." He said calmly.

"Yes, of course." I said as I walked out of the building.

The city I was going to is a big city located quite far from the city I live in now, there my mother and sister who live a peaceful life.

For Dad, I don't know how he's doing right now, whether he survives the place or not, it's none of my business at all, since long ago that man never even paid attention to me and always spoiled my genius older sister.

I got on a bus that was quite crowded, their destination was the same as mine to go to the city, and this bus was a special public transportation to go to the city directly.

Sitting right behind the driver, I watched the straight and winding road along the way boredly, there was nothing interesting about riding the bus other than to see the moving scenery of the big, clear glass.

But I was tired of seeing it so this trip was very boring.

As I was about to enter the dream world, the bus stopped abruptly, which made me wake up in a bad mood.

"What else is it?" I muttered with annoyance.

I don't know why none of the days of my life have gone quietly without even the slightest problem.

"Fuck driver, can't you stop slowly? my food is spilling all over!" There was a scream from behind.

I understood how upset the man was, and perhaps even his anger outweighed the annoyance I felt because he had lost his lunch.

"I'm sorry sir, but somehow a group of people blocked the bus with two small trucks to close the road, if I don't stop then we must have crashed, please understand. I'll talk to them so please be patient." The driver said in panic.

"Curtain food.just waste it.." The man muttered withstanding his regret.

The driver smiled wryly at the man's murmur, slowly opened the door of the bus and walked out to a group of people standing right in the middle of the road in black clothes.

I watched him carefully, but after the driver had a conversation with them for a few seconds...

Dorr!!

He was shot in the head, as everyone in the truck screamed hysterically, just killing themselves in front of their own eyes.

It was just me and some people on the bus who didn't scream, the difference was that they were silent because they were too shocked while I was silent because I didn't care much. After all it was his own stupidity that came out haphazardly after seeing such a suspicious bunch.

Someone among the people signaled with the movement of his hands, immediately half of the members of the strange group entered the bus and pointed a gun at everyone in there, I was no exception.

"I'll get to the point, hand over the treasure and the life is saved, no repetition." One of the group said coldly.

"DON'T FUCK..."

Dorr!!

The middle-aged man's head exploded, everyone on the bus was instantly unable to move even just to blink normally due to his fearless cusp.

"Give up on the treasure, then the life is safe." Said the middle-aged male assassin just now.

"Hey, unload their bags." His black masked words.

Then all the criminals began to unpack the passengers' bags, throw away the unnecessary and take away all the valuable.

"Hey, where's your bag?" He who pointed his gun at me asked.

I stared at him in silence, do I need to kill them all? I have many options on how to treat these idiots.

"I didn't bring a bag." Saying so.

"Huh?" He looked at me fixedly.

He turned to his friend, then his friend gave a sign with his hand forming a gun. The man in front of me then nodded and pointed his gun closer to my forehead.

"Then just die."

Shortly before he pressed the trigger with his finger, my hand first formed a white knife and then pierced his chest accurately, right at his heart.

"You–"

The man looked at me with a look of disbelief, his grip on the gun loosened and I immediately grabbed the gun and shot it right in the head.

Dorr!!

the head exploded with excitement, blood splattered everywhere and soaked the floor quickly. But nothing hits me because of the strange energy I manipulate to cover my entire body at all times.

The man's body fell to the floor violently and caused a slight shock from his large body.

I picked up the mask, then put it on along with the sunglasses hanging in my breast pocket.

I stood up from the seat, then saw all the criminals who did not seem to turn to me when the man was shot dead by his own weapon.

"They think I'm the one who died.." I muttered in a very small voice.

Since they didn't realize my job had become easier, I walked around casually firing the gun many times, picked up the other gun after the bullet ran out and fired again continuously.

The masked man standing in the middle noticed the strange sound of the gunshot, then stared at me in great surprise.

He immediately took out the MP4 on his back then pointed it at me, but by the time he was about to press the trigger, I had already thrust a large sword into his body.

The man vomited a lot of blood, which washed his entire face from wearing a mask.

His body trembled, he was about to fall but I held him down with the sword, then whispered into his ear.

"Looks like people's lives don't mean much to you, so it doesn't matter if I kill you, does it? because your life is also not very important to me–"

The man heard it clearly, he wanted to retaliate but there was no energy left to do so, all he had devoted to enduring the pain in his stomach.

He spewed blood once more, and it made his mask come off and then revealed a pale face that was very tormented, his eyes seemed to imply that this situation was very unfair to him, and that doesn't make me feel sorry but disgust.

"This is why I hate criminals, they stray out of self-wishing, then feel unfair when caught or dying, do you think those who died in your hands felt fair when you killed them? how disgusting are you all." I said with annoyance.

I removed the sword from his stomach very roughly, making the man who had been struggling for his life instantly die without even giving a last word.

Well, from the beginning I didn't intend to let him live anyway..

...—To Be Continued —...