novelraw Chapter 40: If you use my method, you may die even more miserably!
Chapter 40: If you use my method, you may die even more miserably!
On the stage.
Alexander still calmly said, "Simba, if you’re a man, don’t just stand there, come up and fight me."
Simba contemptuously said, "You don’t have the qualifications to challenge me, why should I fight with you!"
Upon hearing this, the entire audience fell silent.
Many members of the Psychic Association exchanged glances, is their chairman, afraid to get on the stage?
According to the rules, Simba should accept Alexander’s challenge, not play tricks here!
Whispers started among everyone.
On the stage, Alexander’s expression remained unchanged.
He shook his head and laughed, "That’s pretty good."
Then, under everyone’s gaze, Alexander walked off the stage and came to the stage below.
Simba looked at him warily and said, "What are you trying to do?"
Alexander flexed his wrists and slowly said,
"Before coming here, I specially looked up the regulations of the Psychic Communicators Association, and I’ve strictly adhered to them, but I didn’t expect that as a member of the Spirit Communicators Association, you wouldn’t follow the rules."
Alexander step by step descended the stage, continuing,
"Because I am a law-abiding citizen, I respect your rules and planned to settle our personal grudge in accordance with your rules, fair and square."
Alexander looked up and smiled, "But if you don’t want to fight me according to the rules of the Psychic Communicators Association, I don’t mind using my own rules to solve it, after all, the decision is in your hands."
"Just..."
He slowly looked at Simba, squinting his eyes,"If you use my method, you may die even more miserably!"
At the moment when Alexander finished this sentence, a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from him.
Feeling the aura emanating from Alexander, fear suddenly appeared in the depths of Simba’s eyes. He could sense the terror of that aura more than anyone else, because Alexander was targeting him!
It was like a mountain suddenly fell on his shoulder, like his body had fallen into a viscous swamp in an instant.
Alexander squinted his eyes and stepped closer to Simba. Under the pressure of the powerful aura, no one around him dared to approach.
Simba stepped back trembling, saying, "You...don’t mess around! I tell you, I’m the chairman of the Psychic Communicators Association, if you dare touch me, I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Washington!"
Making Alexander’s life difficult in Washington? That must be the funniest joke Alexander has heard.
He must be scared out of his wits, otherwise he wouldn’t say something so foolish.
"Stop him!" Simba roared loudly, "What are you all standing around for? If he kills me, he won’t let you off either!"
The surrounding Psychic Communicators gritted their teeth. They suppressed their fear and stood in front of Alexander.
Soon, thousands of people stood in front of Alexander, forming a defense line between him and Simba.
Alexander looked at the Psychic Communicators blocking his way, his heart without any fluctuations, because even if these people stand here, what does it matter?
He calmly said, "Whoever blocks me dies!"
The Psychic Communicators trembled all over, their hearts filled with fear of Alexander.
Because they saw that Alexander’s gaze had changed.
It was no longer the indifferent and warm gaze from before, his eyes were now filled with killing intent.
He was going to kill.
No one jokes about their own life.
First, a small number of people dispersed, which soon caused a chain reaction, and most of the Psychic Communicators in front of Alexander scattered in an instant.
And the last ones left in front of Alexander were just a few of Simba’s henchmen.
They clenched their teeth, staring at Alexander and said,
"This is the Psychic Communicators Association, I don’t believe you dare to kill innocents indiscriminately!"
They were gambling, gambling that Alexander wouldn’t dare to kill!
But obviously, they guessed wrong.
Alexander calmly said, "I won’t repeat what I said before. Moreover, none of you who are loyal to Simba are good people, I’ll just kill all of you today!"
In that instant, Alexander’s body suddenly appeared in front of the crowd.
So fast!
They didn’t even see clearly how Alexander moved, but in the next moment, Alexander had already swung at them.
They only had time to see Alexander’s extremely calm eyes, and Alexander’s fist had already touched their bodies.
In an instant, accompanied by a tremendous force, more than a dozen people were shocked and flew out hundreds of meters, vomiting blood, and died on the spot.
Seeing this scene, everyone present showed a look of fear.
Strong!
Too strong!
This even surpassed their understanding, this was a crushing on a different level!
Some of the remaining people wanted to resist, they still wanted to use a swarm tactic to fight against Alexander, they roared and rushed towards Alexander, launching an attack.
But it was of no use.
The gap in level was too large, even if you had thousands, tens of thousands of people, it was difficult to bridge this chasm-like gap.
Alexander was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, each punch could send dozens of people flying, and no one could get close to him.
The expression on Alexander’s face remained calm from start to finish.
Because he had already given these people a chance to live, but they did not cherish it!
Since you don’t believe that I dare to kill you, then I’ll show you.
Simba watched this scene tremblingly, watching his henchmen being crushed by Alexander.
He was finally completely terrified.
He never thought that Alexander’s intention to kill him would be so strong!
No!
This can’t happen!
He suddenly turned his head, looking towards Laura on the high platform.
He quickly rushed to Laura’s side, knelt heavily on the ground, and trembled:
"Miss Laura! Please take action and stand up for our Psychic Association! That Alexander is killing innocents indiscriminately, if word of this gets out, the reputation of our Psychic Association will be ruined!"
His eyes were trembling as he looked at Laura, he knew that the only one who could save him now was this girl from the temple.
But after he finished speaking, the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Quiet enough to make the fear in his heart grow.
Laura’s calm eyes, like deep pools, looked at him emotionlessly, not speaking, not expressing an opinion.
Simba’s heart suddenly sank into a bottomless abyss.
After a long while, Laura bent down slightly, looked closely at Simba’s trembling eyes, reached out her hand to press on his temple, and calmly said:
"The rules that outsiders can abide by, you cannot, how do you expect me to help you?"
Laura stood up, gently removed the glove of the hand that had touched him, looked down at him, and said:"Fend for yourself."
Simba looked at Laura’s expressionless face, trembling. He abruptly turned his head, looking at the elders by her side, their expressions were the same, indifferent.
Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, he turned his head to look at his teacher Caddy and trembled:
"Tea...teacher..."
Caddy shook his head, turned around, glanced at Laura and the others, and gritted his teeth:
"This is what you brought upon yourself, you can’t blame anyone else!"
In an instant, Simba knew that he had been abandoned.