RNP Chapter 82 He's My New Little Brother
Chapter 82 He's My New Little Brother
"Shit, what are you doing here?"
Danitz's voice was a mixture of shock and wariness.
"That's what I should be asking you." Seeing that Danitz was clearly not in good condition, Lorne also became firm.
"Flame, you can't escape!"
Lorne and Danitz turned their heads at the same time, and three dark figures surrounded them from the end of the alley.
The leader's knuckles cracked, his fingernails swelled into sharp, white claws that gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
An extraordinary being! Lorne immediately became extremely alert.
"Claw, you bastard..."
Danitz glanced at Lorne beside him, then at the three menacing-looking individuals, and said, "He's my newly recruited underling!"
"What?" Lorne's eyes widened.
"You!" He immediately understood Danitz's intention—this guy wanted to drag him into this mess.
"I don't know him," Lorne said, taking a few steps back. "I was just passing by."
"Claws" Kus grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth: "Just passing by, what a coincidence." He looked at Lorne's neat clothes and awkward appearance with disdain and sneered.
"But it doesn't matter. Once you see me, you won't be leaving here alive."
Lorne: "..."
That's really direct!
Realizing he was in trouble, he took a deep breath and turned to look at Danitz.
I hate you.
Danitz, however, curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes surprisingly filled with a vengeful pleasure: "Welcome to the pirate world."
Just then, "Claw" Kuss's body suddenly swelled up, his clothes were torn apart, and his werewolf-like figure opened his claws and pounced straight at the two of them.
"Damn it!" Lorne quickly rolled to the side, dodging the opponent's attack, and at the same time drew his "Phantom" pistol.
Danitz also conjured an orange-red fireball in his palm.
"Go to hell!"
The fireball hurtled toward the werewolf.
"Tsk!"
"Claw" Kuss leaped away, dodging the fireball. The fireball grazed his body and struck the wall, exploding into a charred mess.
"Bang!"
Lorne seized the opportunity and pulled the trigger. A fine spider silk unfurled in the air, forming a web that bound the werewolf's right arm.
"Well done!" Danitz tried to condense another fireball, but failed because of the pain from his wound.
However, just as the two were focusing their attention on "Claw," two of "Claw's" henchmen had already circled around to the side.
One of the tall, thin pirates raised his pistol and stared in Lorne's direction.
But... before he could even get a good aim, his pistol suddenly fired a bullet with a "bang".
"Huh?" The tall pirate was somewhat surprised, then suddenly realized something.
His pistol went off accidentally!
"Get out of the way!"
The misfired bullet spun in the air and, by sheer coincidence, struck one of Lorne's accomplices who was trying to ambush him from behind.
"Ah!" His accomplice screamed and collapsed to the ground, the dagger clattering to the floor.
Seeing the fallen figure beside him, Lorne realized what the other party wanted to do and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A burst of black flames shot out, instantly killing him.
"court death!"
Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, the tall, thin man dropped his pistol, drew his scimitar, and charged forward like a madman.
"Go to hell, kid!"
Just as he ran to within two meters of Lorne...
A flash of orange light shot out from Lorne's satchel.
"Meow!"
Lachi's forepaws slashed precisely across the tall, thin man's throat. He staggered backward, clutching his bleeding neck, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Hiss... Ah... Ah..."
He opened his mouth, but only made a hoarse sound, and then collapsed like a rag doll.
"Meow!"
The orange cat sat gracefully on the ground, seemingly enjoying the feeling.
"Rachi, well done." Lorne breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze toward Danitz.
……
Why am I the only one left? Where are my men?
Kuss, who had broken free from the spider webs, was momentarily dazed as he looked at his two men who had been dealt with.
How long has it been?! Two of my men are gone just like that…
"Damn it!" he roared, abandoning his plan to fight Danitz and instead lunging at the seemingly weaker Lorne.
"Damn it!"
The werewolf's speed surprised Lorne, and it arrived in front of him in an instant.
With his extraordinary spiritual intuition, Lorne narrowly dodged the attack, but he still fell to the ground.
The "Phantom" pistol also fell to the ground.
"This...is such a beautiful weapon."
Seeing the silver pistol that Lorne had dropped, "Claw" revealed a greedy look in its eyes, as if it had been bewitched by it.
He actually abandoned his plan to continue the attack!
His werewolf form began to deteriorate; his fur gradually disappeared, and his body shrank back into human form. He panted heavily and picked up Lorne's pistol like a freak.
"Not bad, really not bad..." Kuss stroked the gun, a cruel smile curving his lips.
The gun was initially aimed at Lorne, but a moment later it turned towards Danitz, who was standing to the side.
It was clear that he saw Danitz as a greater threat.
"I'll deal with you first, then I'll slowly handle this newbie."
Under Danitz's horrified gaze, he pulled the trigger of "Phantom".
"Click"... The pistol made a crisp sound; it jammed.
"this……"
"Claws" Kuss was somewhat taken aback; this brief moment of distraction gave Rachi an opportunity. The orange cat leaped up instantly, its sharp claws slicing open the other cat's eyes.
"Ah!" "Claw" Kuss clutched his face in pain, and the "Phantom" pistol fell to the ground.
Danitz seized the opportunity, enduring the pain to throw a fireball with all his might. The fireball struck Kuss precisely in the chest, and the shockwave from the explosion sent him flying several meters.
……
A moment later, the alley fell silent again, save for the two men's heavy breathing. Lorne pushed himself up and picked up his pistol.
"Sure enough, you can't just use other people's weapons," he muttered to himself. "Otherwise, you won't even know how you died."
Lorne knew that the other party had most likely been lured by "Phantom" and had encountered the unfortunate negative effect of jamming when he tried to fire.
But is the allure of "Phantom" really that strong? Or is it due to the other party's method of acquisition...? Lorne examined the weapon in his hand.
Danitz slumped to the ground, his face pale: "Damn it... I almost died here."
He glanced at Lorne, then at the two corpses on the ground and the charred "Claws," and said, "I didn't expect you to be more than just a bluffer; you're actually quite capable in combat."
"I won't hold it against you for lying to me before."
"I can fight... I guess I'm alright." Lorne nodded, accepting the compliment, then changed the subject, "Mr. Danitz, you seem to be badly injured!"
"Of course you can see it!"
"Wait a minute!" Danitz belatedly exclaimed, "Why are you asking this?"
"The injuries are severe, which means..."
Seeing Lorne's sinister expression, Danitz felt a chill.
"You're not planning to betray me after I've served my purpose, are you?" He took a few steps back, using both his hands and feet.
I am now quite injured and no match for my opponent.
"Don't be afraid, I'm just your new underling!" Despite saying that, Lorne raised his pistol again and aimed it at Danitz.
"A bounty of 3000 pounds..."
Seeing Lorne's amused gaze, Danitz's pupils suddenly contracted.