Robbing the Robbers

the next day.

After getting up, Sulu enjoyed a hearty breakfast and then went to a secluded bar.

"Sir... you're early!"

Wearing a white shirt and black vest, the bartender lazily said while yawning and wiping glasses, "We're open tonight!"

"I'm here to buy some things! Something rather unique!"

Sulu tossed a Silver Eagle in his hand. "If you tell me where I can buy one, it's yours."

In order to gather materials for rescuing Kira, as well as his own equipment, Sulu decided to take a simple and direct approach, using money to pave the way.

"Excuse me, sir... we are legitimate business people!"

The bartender politely declined.

Damn, are bartenders this greedy now?

Sulu's expression remained unchanged as he tossed out another Gold Dragon.

"Blue Hulk!"

The bartender immediately rattled off an address and a name: "Just say it was referred by our bar!"

"Very well... If I don't get what I want, I'll come back."

Sulu turned and left, following the bartender's directions, and went to the second floor of a dilapidated building in the slums, knocking lightly on the door twice.

Who is it?

The door opened a crack, revealing a wary eye.

"Here to buy goods, Black Rose Bar introduction!" Sulu's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay! Come in!"

The person inside breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

A foul stench assaulted the nostrils, causing Sulu to frown.

Clearly, this is a slum, and conditions here are far from ideal.

The cramped, enclosed room was crammed with at least five burly men, the one in the lead bearing tattoos that gave him an intimidating aura.

He had blue hair and was clearly of island descent. He asked in a deep voice, "I am ' Blue Hulk '! Stranger! What do you need?"

"A set of silverware, the kind used in Church ceremonies... and a gallon of blood, and finally, a six-shot pistol!"

Sulu stated his needs.

"Fifteen Gold Dragon, or an equivalent Silver Eagle, I won't accept Stephen!"

Blue Hulk quoted a price without even blinking.

Sulu opened the money bag, revealing it full of gold coins.

Blue Hulk nodded, gave Sulu a careful look, turned and went into the inner room, seemingly leaving through the back door.

Time ticked by, and Sulu frowned, growing impatient. "Why is it taking so long?"

"What you need is a bit special; it will take time to gather it!"

A skinny, monkey-like man answered with a grin, yet seemingly naturally blocked the door.

'Are they planning to double-cross us?'

Sulu's eyes narrowed: 'It's rare for me to want to do business properly...'

Although he was sighing inwardly, he quickly unleashed his Inspiration!

Even if a professional has an advantage over an ordinary person, the situation changes if the opponent is fully armed.

His body is still that of an ordinary person; he will bleed if he is slashed, and he will die if he is hit in a vital spot!

We've fought our way up against Evil Spirit; if we were to capsize in a ditch, Rhode would laugh at us for a hundred years and subject us to endless torture!

Inspiration spread rapidly, penetrating the wall and appearing in front of Sulu in a three-dimensional form.

Since his spiritual elevation, the scope of his Inspiration has continued to expand.

At that moment, they sensed several people rapidly approaching, and the leader was none other than Blue Hulk!

A few seconds later, Blue Hulk came in through the back door, followed by several people, and pointed at Sulu: "That's him!"

These people looked somewhat familiar to Sulu. After thinking for a moment, he remembered. "It's you!"

They were none other than the burly men who had chased after reporter Dora earlier, the guys who had been beaten up by Sulu in the back alley of the bar.

"That's right, it's him! Blue Hulk, well done, we'll keep the bounty on us."

One of the burly men, whose arm was in a sling, grinned maliciously and pulled out a pistol with his uninjured hand. "You think you're so tough? Come on, try again!"

His eyes were filled with venom and the pleasure of revenge. "I'll break every bone in your body, then throw you into a meat grinder and turn you into mincemeat!"

'Damn! Looks like that meat manufacturer's family has a lot of influence; they even issued a kill order from the underworld? Did I just walk right into their trap?'

Sulu chuckled self-deprecatingly, then immediately thought of Miss Dora.

The other person is just an ordinary person, and they stayed too long, so the probability of them being caught is even greater!

But now, there's only one thing he needs to do!

"Behold my domineering presence!"

He nimbly rolled away from the gun barrel, and at the same time activated his Spirit Pressure!

Boom!

A mental impact of up to 3.2 is enough to give even an ordinary first-tier superhuman a hard time.

In an instant, the burly men in the room were all sprawled out and kneeling on the ground, many of them emitting a foul, fishy stench from their genitals.

' Spirit Pressure truly lives up to its reputation as a divine technique for clearing out enemies; dealing with ordinary people is like mowing grass!'

Sulu stood up, walked over to the burly man with a missing hand, calmly took the gun from his hand, and then took the bullets. "Thank you... Also, I wanted to ask, how is that short reporter who was with me earlier?"

"You... you... you..."

The burly man's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word.

They initially thought Sulu was just a decent fighting kid, but now it seems he's practically superhuman!

How could an ordinary person possess such terrifying pressure? It made them feel as if they were surrounded by ten lions and ten tigers!

I'm so sorry I hurt your hand earlier!

Sulu's expression was cold as he stepped on the big man's other hand.

With a crack, it broke again.

"Ah!!!"

The burly man screamed, "She... she was arrested by the boss and locked up in the meat factory. They want to force her to reveal the whereabouts of those photos! That's all I know!"

"Address!"

Sulu continued to ask, and soon got what he wanted.

"So... finally, please help me with an experiment!"

Sulu revealed Demon smile, his mental energy condensing into a spike. "Spirit Spike!"

Puff!

The big man's eyes rolled back, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

He's dead!

The Spirit Spike is the strongest single-target mental attack for Medium. With Sulu's current stats, no ordinary person could withstand it!

Sulu would show no mercy to anyone who wanted to harm him.

[XP+10]

A message appears in the Attribute Panel.

"As expected... even a piece of trash has some use."

This big man was a decent fighter, but I had no experience defeating him before.

After his death, Sulu was given 10 experience points, letting him know that he could still accumulate experience by killing some stronger ordinary humans.

"Spirit Spike!"

With this thought in mind, he did not hesitate and killed the room full of Killer who were now limp and exhausted.

Besides the meat factory workers' henchmen, these thugs were no better; judging from their habitual betrayals, they had clearly engaged in double-crossing more than once.

Sulu even sensed an aura of resentment emanating from them, indicating that they had killed people and harmed innocents!

"Don't want..."

Seeing Sulu approaching, Blue Hulk cried and begged for mercy, "Spare me!"

"You deserve this!!"

Sulu dropped the Spirit Spike, turned, and walked out the door.