55 Bashing
"Hello, gentlemen! We're just some random visitors who happened to drop by here tonight for some reasons I won't bother explaining right now," Asher declared coolly with a calm attitude while smiling a bit as he looked around at these thugs who stood in front of him.
Seeing Asher, the faces of four men became filled with amusing smiles.
"Who is this little boy? Did he come to give us this sexy woman? She is more beautiful and sexy than that gambler's wife." Shawn asked while lusting after Nadia's body.
Dan glanced at the beautiful woman in the black bodysuit and grinned with glee. "Hahaha... We are really lucky to receive such a precious gift today from heaven."
Asher's calm smile gradually turned icy cold when he heard their comments. He was beginning to get seriously pissed off at their impudence now.
"Haha... Let's forget about that bitch and take this sexy lady for ourselves right now! This young boy seems weak enough for us to finish him off quickly." Rock declared confidently while licking his lips lustfully at Nadia's seductive body.
When the last man uttered those words, Asher narrowed his eyes slightly but didn't say anything further since it would be pointless anyway since these idiots would learn the lesson very soon anyway.
Then the fourth man, Jack, exclaimed cheerily, "Kekeke... If I sell this beauty, then I will be richer than anyone else here."
Immediately, four men ran at Asher.
Seeing this scene, Nadia moved, her aura changing from warm to cold, an intense pressure descending on the four lowlifes, stopping their advance.
"Nadia, I want to deal with them myself. You just stand aside."
Nadia silently nodded her head and took a step back.
The moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting its silvery light upon everything below it, illuminating the dark world below like a lamp shining in the darkest night.
The night was peaceful, and the air was crisp. However, the scene that unfolded beneath the moonlit sky was anything but peaceful.
Asher stood before four thugs, who were each at least a foot taller than him, with murderous glares on their faces as they stared at him menacingly.
His body felt like a loaded gun, ready to fire at a moment's notice, but he remained calm and collected despite the tension in the air.
Shortly, Asher circulated his spirit essence in a particular pattern and used his Abyssal Grasp Technique, which allowed him to control the shadow around him as if it were an extension of his own shadow.
A few seconds later, Asher's shadow began to writhe and twist as it transformed into a dark tendril that wrapped around one of the thugs' legs, binding him tightly while he struggled fruitlessly to escape.
While this was happening, another thug tried to charge at Asher from another side, but he leaped backward gracefully, avoiding the attack completely.
It was like he could predict where they would be every single time.
However, he wasn't finished yet; he raised his right hand above his head and clenched it into a fist, sending several dark tendrils shooting out towards one of the thugs who tried charging at him earlier.
These tendrils wrapped themselves around him before lifting him up into the air and slamming him forcefully against the ground, hard enough to cause cracks to appear all over it while he cried out in pain.
One of the thugs rushed to his aid, but he was stopped dead in his tracks when multiple shadow tendrils suddenly sprouted from the ground and pierced through his chest, puncturing his limbs instantly.
Instantly, blood gushed out of his mouth as he coughed violently before collapsing onto the floor while struggling to breathe.
Another thug charged at Asher again and tried to strike him, but he merely stepped to one side and avoided the attack effortlessly.
Then he unleashed more tendrils that wrapped themselves around his enemy's legs, causing him to trip and fall flat on his face right in front of Asher.
He smirked wickedly as he stepped on his opponent's head, crushing his nose beneath his heel while releasing even more tendrils from his palms to wrap themselves around the other three remaining thugs who dared to stand against him, binding them tightly within seconds before slamming each of them onto the ground simultaneously, breaking every bone in their bodies and hurting their internal organs with extreme force.
By this time, all four of those brutes were lying on the ground covered in blood, suffering immense agony and begging for mercy, but Asher didn't listen to any of their pleas at all.
"STOP! Please...." Suddenly, Asher heard a woman's loud scream and stopped. He turned toward the source of the voice and immediately rushed in that direction. He kicked open the room's door, finding a man forcing himself on a woman.
There he saw Maria lying on the couch, struggling with Lucas with her clothes ripped open in many places.
Her entire body was covered in bruises and cuts, which oozed blood badly.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Seeing this sight, Asher felt rage surge up from deep within him like an erupting volcano that had finally reached its limit after being suppressed for too long. He hated this kind of behavior the most.
"Who the fuck are you? Where are those lowly bastards? They just can't do a simple job and let anyone enter my place." Lucas started cursing his goons when he got interrupted by an unknown boy while he was enjoying himself.
"Just stop whatever you are doing, or I will make you."
Asher approached Lucas, who jumped back from Maria with a deranged expression plastered across his face as he stared at Asher with wide eyes full of hatred.
"You fucking dare to interfere in my matters? Just who the fuck are you to order me? I will make you suffer the consequences for invading someone else's territory and ruining their mood." Lucas threatened with a crazed look in his eyes.
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