The Psychopath Meets Indigo

The Psychopath Meets Indigo
Chapter 62 - Victim Revenge


The warning! this episode contains gore, and is not to be imitated. To minors and those who are uncomfortable with the blood-bloody scene it is forbidden to read!


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Revenge will be met with the right plan.


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Shuwan has arrived at the Yakuza headquarters. He was now facing each other with that sangar and tattooed man.


"Have you found my father's location?" shuwan asked, which was directly interpreted by his rental translator.


"Haha! that's easy, but may I ask how many subordinates you brought?" The yakuza turned around.


"As seen, 1, 2, 3. . hmmm. .." Shuwan replied lazily.


"You don't seem to have brought it all." The yakuza seemed to think.


"Why indeed?"


"Because, if a lot. I'll have a hard time finishing you. . hahaha! catch 'em!" the Yakuza Order, which turns out to have hidden intentions from behind its cooperation with the Tao clan.


"Bad! what you-" Shuwan said came to a standstill when some Yakuza subordinates dragged him away.


"Basic fucker! off!" Shuwan gritted his teeth in annoyance as he tried to untangle the clutches of the two men who were dragging him.


"Drug. . ." The Yakuza waved quietly as she watched the vexation on Shuwan's face. While outside the room, all of Tao's subordinates were also successfully incapacitated. They were outnumbered by the number and strength of the Yakuza's men.


***


Xiao floated a knife towards the transparent ghost in front of him. His efforts certainly did not yield results. The sharp object of hers just penetrated into the body of the ghost.


"Xiao, the girl saw everything. He now looks at you bitterly in fear in his eyes. Chan hated you a long time ago!" the ghost spoke again.


"Omong empty!" Xiao grinned. He now believed what the ghosts said was a lie. Especially when he heard the last sentence they said to him. Xiao knew Chan never hated him. He then returned to walking calmly.


"Hiks! hyx! hicks. . ." Xiao heard the faint voice of a crying woman. His voice was different from the ghosts. He believes it is human. Xiao then spread his gaze to all directions. Its essence is fixed to the hair that is visible from behind a large tree. His feet slowly approached the tree. Sure enough there was a girl crying alone, she was also holding a knife in her left hand.


"What are you doing?" Xiao asked to say hello. He knew very well that where he was now was the most popular suicide spot in Japan.


"I. . a-I, just want to die. But unable to do it alone. . ." said the girl who seemed to be the same age as Xiao. It can be seen from the school uniform he wears.


"What's your name?" Xiao looked seriously.


"Ashumi. . ." The girl replied softly. "Can you help? I would be very grateful, if you did," he continued, thrusting his knife at Xiao.


"Wah Xiao! good opportunity!" Devgan sounded excited.


"You sure?" Xiao asked while taking out the knife proffered for him. Ashumi then replied with a nod.


"Yes already. Close your eyes!" xiao's orders.


"Do you have the last word?" Xiao asked again.


"I wrote everything in the letter. Do it!" ashumi Urge.


"This is not at all pleasant," lamented Xiao in a soft tone.


"Why didn't you kill him? you don't want my energy to increase? if I get stronger then it will automatically impact you!" Devgan.


"I just remember what Dad said." Honestly, his memory is revealing a flashback to the father's sentence saying, 'Killing people who want their lives to end is not fun.' But Xiao shook his head to try to shake off his memory. Then immediately threw a knife into Ashumi's heart without warning.


Jem!


The thick red liquid poured out profusely. Xiao was again fascinated when he saw the blood that began to change the color of Ashumi's uniform. The girl's breath began to drift. Not satisfied, Xiao stuck the knife back in another area of Ashumi's body.


Jem! Jem!


Ashumi is seen sculpting, a sign that he has lost his life. While Xiao still looked fixated staring at the work of his hand. 'It turns out dad was wrong, this was quite pleasant to me, ' Xiao argued to himself from the bottom of his heart.


"Xiao, I want to tell you something, if there's something that's been watching you." Devgan.


"What's? where's the?" ask Xiao. Devgan showed his hand to a tree not far from Xiao.


"Can you destroy that thing?" tell Xiao while staring at the object that turns out to be a surveillance camera. Devgan nodded confidently, then immediately did his master's orders.


Spiderblood grinned as he watched the scene of Xiao killing Ashumi. He could feel the instinct that Xiao had.


"Master, Kazou called you!" Tenshi hands the phone to Spiderblood.


"Hello Mr. Kazou, once again thank you for trusting us to punish the guilty person for you. As agreed, you can punish that person at will. I've already released them into the woods!" spiderblood is confident.


"I'm the one who should thank you. Mafia like them are so hard to catch, I'm so amazed you can do everything well. Now are they chasing two mobsters?" sahut Kazou from across the phone.


"They are in action! take it easy, Hongli and Anming won't be able to escape, because I've already injured their legs!" Spiderblood explained.


"Master, the surveillance cameras suddenly died one by one!" Tenshi tells her because she feels panic.


"Calm down, everything's under control. Get the executioners in action!" spiderblood's orders are trying to calm down.


***


Hongli continued to force himself to run. Honestly speaking, the wound on his thigh was endlessly bleeding. Not feeling strong, he paused for a moment to rest. Now the middle-aged man was leaning on a medium-sized tree trunk.


"Spiderblood is brash!" hongli growled while clenching his fist in his hand. His eyes closed for a moment.


After feeling well rested, Hongli finally tried to get up again. First he opened his eyes slowly, but to his surprise he saw some strange people wearing different masks staring at him. Hongli stood up with a wave and tried to run as fast as he could.


"Haha!"


"Basic fucking man! you killed my son, did you forget?"


"My life my son is ruined, because you killed my husband. This time feel our vengeance!"


The masked men spoke to each other in turn. But Hongli did not bother, because he was more concerned with his own safety.


Illustration of masks worn by mysterious people :



"Basic stupid! Spiderblood hurt your feet not without reason!"


Shuuu!


An arrow hit Hongli's back. Now he was getting more and more helpless, and fell to the ground.


The masked men who numbered around eight were standing around Hongli. They are ready to punish their mistakes.


On the other hand Anming tried to strengthen himself by relying only on his crutches. In fact he had already dropped himself to the ground several times, having not gotten used to the stick. The sweat had flooded his entire body.


Bruk!


Anming again fell to the ground, as he was about to get back up a pair of legs suddenly appeared before him. He slowly raised his head to look at the face of the owner of the leg.


Anming's eyes were puffed up as he watched the strange figure who was wearing the creepy mask.


Illustration of a mysterious figure mask in front of Anming :



Anming wanted to quickly get up, but the feet of the figure in front of him swiftly pressed down on his back. Then kick away Anming's crutches. Now he is unable to stand, especially without crutches that can help him walk.