'Weaker than Four and the others? We're good to go then.' Roland thought after hearing One's statement.
Four and the others were just Level 1 battle guards. There was a huge chasm between Level 1 and Level 2.
With Two, Three and him in there, they should not have a problem dealing with the ten of them.
As for the strongest one, that could only mean that he was Razor. One was tasked to deal with him.
Even though One stated that Razor was just as strong as Roland, he still did not dare to underestimate the other party as he was a cultivator. It would be better for One, who was much stronger than Razor, to deal with him as soon as possible.
However, it was not the right opportunity to act yet. The enemy has guns, and right now, only One has the ability to dodge a few bullets up close according to his powerful body and perception combination.
Right now, Roland was planning on ambushing them and dwindling their numbers as much as possible.
As Razor and his group were busy discussing the invaders, Two and Three also lead Roland and One to somewhere.
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"Who dares to invade my turf?" Razor bolstered out of the basement along with his nine power slaves as he heard the commotion outside.
The man who was shouting at the top of his lungs ran towards him in panic and started to refill Razor with what they had discovered so far.
"Flat tires? My men disappeared?" Razor repeated what the man had said in disbelief and anger.
Of all his time being here in this backward city, this has been the first time that someone dared to do something like this.
In the underground world, even the neighboring cities knew of their mercenary group as well as the terror of Razor.
However, to think that someone actually dared to invade his turf? In this backward city with no heaven energy, and in this backward city where the people relied on toys like guns to fight every time?
"Ridiculous! Simply ridiculous!" Razor's sardonic laughter echoed as he walked out to the front of his mansion.
There, he saw his men grouped together as they vigilantly looked around them as they waited for Razor to come out.
"None of you noticed anything until the last minute? Fucking useless piece of shits who can't even do their work!"
Bam!
Razor stomped his foot so hard at the ground that it made the concrete floor crack like a web.
His men held down their heads obediently, as they allowed Razor to vent up his anger.
It has been so long since they have seen this side of Razor. The easily irritable one who would beat anyone up even with a minor disagreement.
Maybe because his pride was hurt due to the fact that someone actually dared to invade his home now, Razor's emotion was especially heightened as he berated his men with seething anger.
"What the hell are you still doing? Go the fuck and search for the intruders and bring them in front of me! I want them kneeling in front of me before we go and deal with that new business!" The veins on his throat bulged as he shouted to them like a roaring lion.
At the same time, he looked at his nine Power Slaves and ordered them to help with the search as well. He definitely wanted to see who was the person courageous enough to invade his- Razor's turf?
And how was the other party able to locate their hideout? Could it be that there was a spy among them?
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As Razor's roaring anger echoed in the whole mansion, Roland and the others had already arrived at the location where Two and Three led them.
Three pointed at the thick bush in front of them and stared at Roland.
'The gun that you seized from the enemy is here?' Roland asked telepathically.
When Two and Three were having fun earlier, Three mentioned that he had been seizing the guns that he managed to get a hold of and hid them in a bush.
Earlier, Roland had not found any particular use of this but after seeing the amount of people there actually was in this mansion, as well as after knowing that there nine more cultivators in total, he thought that instead of fighting head on, they should just go ahead and use the guns to get rid of a lot of them.
However, the only problem about this solution was that there was a high chance of killing them with the bullets so Roland was a little hesitant about using this method.
Two and Three gathered ten guns in total. All of them were caliber 45 and their magazines were fully loaded with eight rounds each. Aside from that, they also obtained an extra five magazines which have the same eight rounds of bullets loaded in each of them.
With that much bullet, they will have no problem taking on the remainder of Razor's men even if they waste some bullets in the air. And with the extra magazines, this would practically mean that they would be able to incapacitate all of them without problem.
Roland thought for a moment before saying to them, 'Let's keep this first. We only need to get Razor and take out some information from him. If we can do that without hurting the other men, then that's even better.'
As he said that, the battle guards looked at each other before nodding. However, to them, his decision was extremely illogical and was very troublesome. It would be better to kill everyone and leave Razor alive to interrogate later.
However, that was their thoughts and not Roland, so they don't have to voice it out. Of course, this doesn't mean that Roland was not aware of their thoughts either. He knew that they were pretty straight forward when it comes to doing things. However, it also made them seem heartless and inhumane in some way.
Although Roland basically transformed into a superhuman already, his moral and ethics as a human remained and did not change. Beating someone as revenge might be acceptable to him, but killing would be the last option of all if there was.
He handed each of them a gun as he stored the remaining inside the magical storage device. One and the others inserted it on their hips for easy access while Roland could just take out the gun anytime he wanted in the magical storage.
After settling that, they returned to the previous location to observe the current situation of the mansion.
However, when they arrived there, everything had already changed.
In front of the mansion, the dozens of men standing vigilantly have already disappeared. At the same time, Roland and the others noticed that the security around the place seemed to have increased even further.
Instead of going into one person patrol, they were now patrolling around in a group of three. Their vigilance was high, and they kept on snooping around, as they searched for the intruders.
With the Damocles knife called Razor hanging over their head, none of them dared to slack off at all.
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