《My Magical System 》Chapter 103: Ambush by goons II
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"Yes, boss!"
They shouted enthusiastically to respond to the boss's command.
"Don't you dare hurt the woman; Mr. Yule wanted her untouched!"
"Okay, Boss!"
They shouted as they rushed towards the two young couples in their eyes.
"Yule?" Yeman mumbled. The name was familiar to him. "Wait, where did I hear it?" He tried to ponder.
"My lord?" Night called out to him when she heard his mutter.
"No, nothing..." he shook his head. "Regardless, we have to settle this," he said with a wry smile.
Her eyebrow curled upward, "No problem, My lord. Let me take care of them," she replied with a glint in her eyes. "No one besides us can leave this place alive." Her last line tickled his ears.
Hehehe!
The goons' chuckle enveloped the alleyway. But soon they knitted their brows when the young lass walked in front of the lad.
They stopped on their feet five meters away from the two. Now they were surrounding them from both sides.
"Hey, baby, are you an idiot?" Asked the guy with shark-like teeth. It was the guy they called Sharky a while ago.
But instead of replying to him, Night sneered at them.
"Fucking lass, if you want to play, let's play tonight!"
He sprinted after saying it and the other people with him followed after him.
All of them were sheepishly laughing while charging at the two young people.
They could not help gulping upon seeing the young lady in close up.
Such a beautiful and sexy lady! They screamed in their minds and wished that Mr. Yule would share her with them after he was fed up with playing her.
Unfortunately, to the young man with her, he would be experiencing hell later on. Having your girl molested in front of you was a common occurrence to the commoners who were able to get a beautiful girl with them.
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Especially that they could not protect themselves.
It was common knowledge to the empire that commoners only have average strength. Although some might give birth to a genius with high ascension possibilities, most of them will be adopted to the great noble families, to raise them as their future army.
With this kind of system, the commoners remained as the commoners while the stronger families continuously raised their power.
Mr. Yule was so lucky for being rich. He could order some people to do the dirty jobs and have himself taste the fresh fleshes of every lady he was interested in.
It would be generous of him if he would let them have a taste too after he was fed up with her.
At the thought of having a taste of the beautiful lady in front of them, they could not help licking their lips.
She was standing in front of him with her ample right leg in front of her left.
The moment when they neared her, the goons jumped overhead. Their target wasn't the beauty but the guy behind her.
Yeman noticed that they weren't holding a weapon. They might be looking down at them. Not even using their magical energy as they rushed forward.
He shook his head at the lack of awareness they had of their enemies. But he guessed that one of the reasons for this kind of attitude was because they were doing it for a long time. They were used and fed up with seemingly the same outcome. The thought of 'this time will be the same as the other time' was already in their minds.
Probably they had grown being used to deter their enemies using their numbers. After all, common folks were less powerful, and most of them were afraid to retaliate. Some tried to fight back to protect their loved ones; however, the whole group would gang-up on them. At the end everything was settled easily.
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The one who leaped over head was grinning widely as he reached out his hand to the young man that was hiding behind the girl's back.
This man was not even brave enough to try to protect his girl. Such a wuss wasn't appropriate to be with the beauty.
He would tear the young man's face by making it the target when he would be playing with his darts.
"Cry now laaaad! Ahahaha!" He shouted and laughed.
The young man wasn't even moving, he guessed that he was too afraid to move. He might be too shocked to fall into a situation they are in currently.
However, before the reach-out hand could touch the person's face, he noticed the young man made a brief mocking smile.
The next second, blood was spurting from his… ARM?!
His eyes shook as he was staring at the blood that was spraying like an uncontrolled faucet of water. Then he saw his hand flying away from his arm.
The expression on his face was the very picture of a person in a shock. A moment when his mind was able to process the thing that had happened, his mouth and eyes simultaneously went wider in a slowmo effect.
His face twisted in pain, but before a scream escaped from his mouth, a strong impact that shook his mind and caused him to lose his consciousness. It was a strong kick to his face.
The person's figure was sent crashing onto the wall, causing its blood and fleshes to splatter around like Swiss cheese. The wall broke in the form of a human.
Then blood was gushing out as they trailed down the soil.
Everyone went silent while staring at the figure of their comrade turned into a flattened corpse that could not be described anymore.
Thump!
Then they noticed her ample legs landed gorgeously on the ground, still in front of the young man.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
In just a second, one of them had become a cold corpse sticking, lifeless, on the broken wall.
They did not even notice when she moved. Her figure just became blurry, and then after that, their comrade's hand flew away from his arm. Without wasting time, she followed with a kick!
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