Cheetah hadn’t even had time to get angry when the fat man furiously shouted, “Damian, are you out of your mind? Do you think you can just mess with Cheetah? What are you trying to do? Do you think it’s still ten years ago? Let me tell you, that you from ten years ago is long outdated. You’re nothing but a thing of the past. If you want to compete with us, what do you even have? Everyone out there is under our control, and in Hiphia, most of the power structures belong to our trio. If you think you can come here to be the boss, I won’t respect you one bit.”
Damian’s expression was already grim, and hearing the fat man’s words only darkened his face further. His eyes stared dead at the fat man before letting out a cold laugh, muttering to himself, “You’re right. What you said is correct. I am no longer the Damian from ten years ago. Indeed, I’m not the same person I was back then.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Damian’s gaze shifted dramatically. In the next second, before anyone could react, a cold knife plunged into the fat man’s stomach. The one holding the knife was just Damian himself.
Without any hesitation, Damian drew his knife and took a step forward, delivering a single, swift stab that pierced the fat man’s body. It was so fast and unexpected that the skinny man and Cheetah didn’t even have time to react before the knife was already embedded in the fat man’s abdomen.
The fat man’s features began to contort in agony, his pleading eyes fixed on Cheetah and the skinny. But Cheetah was too frightened to meet his gaze. His face had turned deathly pale from fear.
Then, Damian withdrew his knife, blood dripping from the blade. But that wasn’t the end. Without a second thought, he stabbed again, further mutilating the fat man’s face.
Following that, Damian continued to stab relentlessly. His expression remained blank as he plunged the knife repeatedly, creating a horrifying scene that no one could bear to watch. Blood splattered all over him and the surroundings, yet his face remained emotionless as he continued his brutal assault.
“Swish, swish, swish!” He continued until the fat man collapsed motionless, finally pulling out his short knife.
As he withdrew the knife, everyone clearly saw the fat man had become a blood-soaked corpse, his body riddled with stab wounds. Blood continued to gush from the wounds, but the fat man was already on the brink of death. He used his last breath to stare helplessly at Cheetah and the skinny, not comprehending the formidable presence he had provoked.
In the end, the fat man died, his body resembling a beehive of stab wounds.
The fat man was Damian’s most loyal subordinate and the toughest fighter in his crew. Among Damian’s men, the skinny man was the strategist, the brains, while the fat man was the muscle, capable of taking on a dozen armed men alone.
But in front of Damian, the fat man didn’t even have a chance to defend himself before being brutally killed.
This outcome was unacceptable to Cheetah, who was familiar with the fat man, and even the skinny man couldn’t accept it.
Damian withdrew his knife, shook his long hair, and examined the blood-stained blade before bringing it to his lips to lick the blood off. Then he calmly sheathed the knife into his belt.
He wiped the blood from his mouth and flashed a satisfied smile. “If he hadn’t reminded me, I might have forgotten that I’m no longer the Damian from ten years ago. Maybe back then, I would have hesitated to kill, but now, if I want you all dead, none of you will survive.”
His words carried a sinister aura, making Cheetah and the skinny man hold their breath in terror. They were too frightened to speak, standing there with paralyzed legs and numb scalp.
He was right-Damian wasn’t the same person he had been ten years ago. Ten years ago, he wasn’t this ruthless. Cheetah and his crew were street toughs, hardened by countless battles and living by the edge, but they had never seen anyone kill like this. Damian wasn’t just killing people; he was slaughtering them like pigs, stabbing relentlessly without any emotion. This was no ordinary murderer-it was a demon, a true killing fiend!
Their eyes were filled with horror and fear, devoid of any spark they once had. Cheetah’s arrogance was long gone, so was his desire.
“What? You two look at me like that. Think I shouldn’t kill him?” Damian asked coldly.
Cheetah trembled, immediately replying, “Damian, he-he deserves this. If you want to lead Hiphia’s underground, you can take over anytime. I offer my everything to you. In this world, the strong rule, and you, you’re the truly strong one. As long as you command, I promise to face any danger for you.”
Even though the fat man had died for him, Cheetah no longer dared to resist. If he did, perhaps the next one to fall would be himself.
“I promise too,” the skinny man quickly pledged his loyalty. Who would dare mess with someone like Damian?
Damian snorted, “You brought the woman here, which shows you’re somewhat useful. I won’t kill you yet.”
“Thank you, Damian, for sparing me!” Cheetah nervously nodded, trembling with fear.
Then, Damian’s gaze slowly shifted to the bound Georgia. With just one look, Georgia was so terrified that tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.
In Georgia’s worldview, the world was peaceful, never becoming so violent and terrifying. But today, her perception was shattered. She had never encountered such brutality firsthand. Previously, she was scared by seeing murders on TV, but now witnessing it in person left her in tears.
She looked at Damian as if he were a horrifying demon from hell, unable to speak but with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing this, Cheetah hurriedly said, “Damian, please enjoy her here. She’s the best beauty in Hiphia. Only someone strong like you can own her. We’re going out to guard the door!”
Damian remained silent, walking towards Georgia. His every step sounded on the floor and frightened Georgia.
Soon, Damian came to Georgia and stopped. He lowered his head, watching Georgia with his only eye. Georgia didn’t dare to face his eye, but she could feel its sharpness and was scared.