I’m Someone Else

Chapter 117

“Kill him!” The killers cried curtly and charged at Thomas.

The men in full-blown masks were using swords, while the other men were using blades. They came down fast and hard, obviously veterans in this line of work.

Even though he was attacked, Thomas held Olivia tightly in his embrace, refusing to let her get hurt. At the same time, he wondered who these people were. Did Minacia Oito send these? No way. They couldn’t have found me out. I’ve cleaned all my traces, so it’s not them. Who else, then?

Thomas tried his best to figure out who sent these people, but he still had no idea about it. Guess I crossed too many people lately. F*ck it. They’re already here to kill me, so might as well kill them. I hope they’re prepared to die. Thomas leaped ahead, slithering around the killers like a viper. An opening! He grabbed the wrist of one of the killers and crushed his bone with a single grip.

That was just the beginning, however. The man screamed, but it was cut short as Thomas slit his throat open. Blood spilled into the air, and the man was dead. Thomas then turned around and swung his blade in an arc, cutting open the throats of two more killers.

“F*ck you!” The one-eyed man hollered in fury at seeing his comrades killed. He charged toward Thomas like a mad beast trying to kill its prey, swinging his blade down on his quarry. The one-eyed man’s last comrade was enraged as well. He mustered up all his strength and charged toward Thomas.

Just then, the leader of the Hinds’ killers bellowed, “Now!” The three of them switched their targets and charged straight at Olivia.

“You think you can touch her, scum?” Thomas scoffed. Just when he was about to retaliate, all his strength left him, and the world around him started to spin while the sword he was holding felt like it weighed a ton. However, he must move. In order to keep Olivia safe, he shielded her with his own body.

The blade pierced his shoulder, the impact pinning him against the wall. It was then Thomas realized that he was poisoned. That’s why I feel dizzy, but how? And when was I poisoned?

“Thomas!” Olivia faced the wall. Behind her was the frail yet dependable Thomas. She tried her best to break free of his grasp, but he kept her in his embrace at all costs, safe from harm. It was obvious that some of the killers wanted to kill him and her.

Just then, the realization hit Thomas, and he looked at the weapon on the ground. He noticed that the edge was gleaming green, and he knew what must have happened at once. The edge of the knife was poisoned, and I was slashed with it. They covered their weapons in poison? Damn it!

The leaders of the two factions exchanged a look. Good chance. We can kill him right now!

They were furious. It was unbelievable that Thomas killed three of them in one go. It was fortunate the poison kicked in, or he would’ve killed all of them. The Hinds’ killer let go of his weapon and picked up a blade, then he slowly walked up to Thomas.

“No!”

Thomas was too weak to stop Olivia from breaking free. She rushed to stand before him and spread open her arms. It was a futile attempt, but she wanted to protect him.

The one-eyed man panicked. “Stop!”

Yet, the Hinds’ killer did not stop. His order was to kill both Thomas and Olivia, and this was the perfect chance to do it. He swung his blade down at Olivia’s head. The one-eyed man wanted to stop him, but he couldn’t. He was far away from Olivia, and he could only watch helplessly as the blade slowly came down on Olivia’s head.

However, five gunshots shattered the silence of the air all of a sudden, and everyone stopped moving. A hole bore through the foreheads of the killers, and they died before they even realized that Thomas had gotten to them. They didn’t even see him move.

A long silence later, Olivia snapped out of it and turned to Thomas. He was still facing the wall, but he was holding a pistol in his left hand. If she were to take a closer look, she would see a sliver of smoke billowing from the end of the gun.

This gun belonged to the first killer the Hinds sent after Thomas. Thomas had hidden the sniper rifle under his house’s bed and kept this pistol with him at all times. It came in handy.

Olivia was bemused. She looked at the corpses, then at Thomas. What just happened? Did he kill them? But that’s impossible. He couldn’t have turned around, so how did he shoot? Does he have eyes on the back of his head?

No, but he was the King of Marksmen, so echolocation was nothing for him. Not everyone could get the honor of dying at the hands of the King of Marksmen. Guess that’s the highlight of their pathetic lives. Thomas didn’t feel happy about killing these people. Instead, he looked sullen and broken. After Zachary’s passing, Thomas swore he wouldn’t pick up a gun anymore, but now he had broken his oath. With what little strength he had left, Thomas pulled out the sword from his shoulder, and then everything went black.

“Thomas!” Olivia held him in her arms, shouting his name frantically. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Thomas couldn’t answer, however. The poison had spread to every corner of his body, and it was an aggressive poison. He was already in a deep coma from his body trying to fight the poison off. If it weren’t for this, none of those killers could have even gotten close to him.