I’m Someone Else

Chapter 153

Thomas got out of the car and looked at the killers. I better not kill them off too quickly this time. I have to make sure they’re alive so I can find out who their master is.

“What? That punk’s our target?”

“He’s the guy who did them in?”

“And I thought he’d be some sort of war machine. This guy’s just a punk.”

The men started mocking Thomas the moment he stepped out of the car.

“I can’t hold it anymore. Letting this punk live for another second longer is nothing but an insult to us!”

One of the masked men charged ahead, and his blade sliced across the air as fast as lightning, aiming at Thomas’ throat.

Thomas moved to the side, easily dodging the blade. Then, he lashed out and grabbed the man by his wrist. It didn’t even take a moment for him to break it, and the man let out a bloodcurdling scream. Before the assailant could do anything, Thomas held the fallen sword with his other hand and sliced off the attacker’s head.

“H-Holy sh*t!”

“He’s dead?! Just like that?!”

The other five were flabbergasted. The six of them were fearsome fighters of this city. Yet, Thomas managed to kill one of them without breaking a sweat. It was as if an adult was beating up a bunch of weak children, in which Thomas was the adult, whereas they were the kids.

“Take him out together!”

The killers only spaced out for a moment before snapping out of it and charging ahead together, thrusting their weapons at Thomas’ vitals.

Unfazed, Thomas swung his blade around, blocking the killers’ attacks with ease. I guess I don’t have to worry about Olivia today. These pricks are like maggots. I can stomp them out easily.

The killers worked seamlessly as they launched their attacks at Thomas’ vitals. These men were veterans, but they were no match for Thomas. An opening appeared, and he lashed out quickly, swinging his blade. Just like that, two more heads were sliced off.

He then leaped into the air and slammed his feet into the heads of two more men. The crack of bones pierced the air, and the men fell without so much as making a sound. Their skull was cracked, and they convulsed for a second before going still. There was no sign of life in them anymore.

“What?”

Only one killer was left. Without him realizing it, all his companions had died. He was shocked to the core. While he was still in a daze, Thomas grabbed his throat. Coldly, he asked, “Who sent you?”

The man’s eyes went wide as he stared at Thomas. He couldn’t believe the man he thought was trash could be so strong. He’s a monster. A monster we can’t fend off.

Thomas tightened his grip. “Talk, or I’ll break your neck.”

The man smiled at him eerily, and then black blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Thomas knitted his brows and let the man go. The killer collapsed in a heap, life flowing out of his body.

“Dammit!” Thomas cursed. The man had poison hidden somewhere in his mouth so that he could kill himself at the most crucial moment. Thomas wasn’t feeling bad about the man’s death; he just didn’t think these people would be so loyal to their employer. They must be a suicide squad someone raised.

Who could it be? Who keeps sending these people after me? He shook his head and set the question aside. Now is not the time. I’ve wasted enough time. I still need to see Chloe.

He then called Sean and told him to clean up the mess before heading to Pearson Group. He parked his car at the entrance, and a while later, Chloe showed up. Olivia and Thomas might be gone, but she was still working there. Fortunately, she was just a regular employee of the administrative department, so Norman didn’t make things hard on her.

To be precise, he didn’t have the guts to. Chloe had Thomas backing her up, and that man easily defeated Terrence. If Norman tried anything funny with her, Thomas would have his head.

To be precise, he didn’t have the guts to. Chloe had Thomas backing her up, and that man easily defeated Terrence. If Norman tried anything funny with her, Thomas would have his head.

Thomas looked at Chloe and asked, “How are you lately?” It’s been days since I went back to her place.

“It’s alright. Dad’s living well. He spends his morning playing chess with the folks in the park. Then, he chills out at home when night comes. TV and some tea are all he needs,” she answered with a smile.

Thomas shook his head. “I’m asking you. How are you?”

“I’m alright, of course. As long as my family’s happy, I’m happy. But you haven’t been coming back as of late. Are you busy?”

“Yeah.” He nodded. “And I might be busy for a while longer. Anyway, try out the shoes I got you. I think you’ll love it.” He then whipped out the box and handed it to Chloe. This was one of Zachary’s wishes, and he would fulfill it for him.

Chloe happily opened the box, but when she saw what was inside, she teared up instantly. “This is…”

“Zachary told me you wanted this, and I saw it when I went shopping yesterday.”

She could no longer hold her tears back and let them stream down her cheeks. Are you alright out there, Zachary? Thomas is back, so when will you come home? I miss you. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Thomas felt stuffy at the sight of Chloe crying. He looked away and started smoking, fearing he would cry if he kept watching her. Chloe had no idea Zachary was dead. She had no idea she could no longer see her brother and that it was all Thomas’ fault.

“This must’ve cost a lot, Thomas.”

Thomas rubbed his cheeks as hard as he could to force the tears back. Then, he said, “Just take them. It’s not like we’re short on money.”