I'll Never Go Back In There, Even If It Kills Me

He picked up the slingshot and aimed it at the crowd below.

Golden Ball ultimately couldn't bring himself to attack directly. Even knowing that the guy was mixed in with these people, as a hero, he couldn't bring himself to attack ordinary people.

In utter desperation

He could only leap from the top of the villa to the entrance, put away his slingshot, and rush towards the ordinary people.

Raising his fists, he looked at the maid who was throwing punches at him, and with a backhand, he raised his right arm and delivered an elbow strike, hitting her directly in the abdomen.

Under the immense force, the maid immediately vomited and collapsed to her knees, completely incapacitated.

When Asuramaru saw this scene, he almost burst out laughing and couldn't help but sigh.

"His elbow strike was pretty accurate."

Meanwhile, Satoru Suzuki, inside the villa, quickly asked in his mind, "Asuramaru, Clown among these people?"

To this question, Asuramaru suppressed a laugh and replied, "That maid who got elbowed and fell to her knees, that's the Clown."

Upon hearing this, Satoru Suzuki was momentarily stunned.

But he immediately came to his senses and hurriedly shouted through the floor-to-ceiling window to warn her, "Senior, the maid you just elbowed is the Clown himself!"

"What?"

Having just subdued two servants, Golden Ball was startled by the reminder and quickly turned around.

But the maid who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up and pulled out a colorful hammer that was half a meter wide from under her skirt.

It came crashing down on us.

Fortunately, after hearing the warning, the Golden Ball had time to react and immediately raised its arm to block.

But he was still hit by the hammer and was blasted away, falling onto the grass not far away.

Golden Ball turned to look at his throbbing arm, where a smiley face pattern had been left.

But before he could say anything...

The Clown had already shouted angrily.

"Don't you know anything about chivalry?! Such a cute girl and you just elbow her like that?! You call yourself a hero...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

The Clown dressed as a maid couldn't hold it in and vomited on the spot; it was clear he was really in pain.

"Are you a hero or am I? What right do you, a criminal who has committed crimes, have to point fingers at me!"

The Clown opposite him wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth, then reached out and ripped off his human skin mask and maid outfit.

His true nature was fully revealed.

He appeared to be a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in circus Clown makeup and costume, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

He gave direct instructions to the servants who were still standing in place.

"Go and capture Natalie!"

After saying that, the servants rushed towards the villa.

The Clown, with his back to them, sneered coldly.

"What kind of heroes are they? They're just a bunch of hypocrites!"

As he spoke, his resentment was palpable.

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It was as if he harbored an irreconcilable hatred for heroes.

The Golden Ball opposite him quickly took out his slingshot and a golden marble no bigger than a thumb, and sneered in the same way.

"Let's see if you'll still be so stubborn when I throw you in jail. If I remember correctly, you've been to jail before, haven't you?"

"It feels good to be 'taken care of' by the S-Class Hero Puri-Puri Prisoner, doesn't it?"

Upon hearing this,

As if he had touched a sore spot, the Clown's expression immediately became twisted and ferocious, and he roared with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"You're not allowed to mention that bastard! I'll kill him with my own hands one day!"

Having said that, he swung the sledgehammer in his hand and charged straight at them.

Golden Ball also pulled back his slingshot, aimed, and fired the marble. In mid-air, the marble transformed into an alloy drill bit.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle on the lawn of the manor.

Not far away.

Faced with these attacking ordinary people, Satoru Suzuki could only subdue them while trying his best not to harm them.

Meanwhile, Asuramaru, hidden within the sword, watched the show.

Especially after the Clown's heart-wrenching scream, I couldn't help but burst out laughing this time.

If I remember correctly, the Puri-Puri Prisoner always liked to harass others, which is why they voluntarily went to prison. After all, nobody cares if you harass other prisoners.

Judging from that Clown's expression, he's probably in prison.

She must have been harassed by Puri-Puri Prisoner quite a bit; thinking about this, Asuramaru's slightly upturned lips never stopped curving upwards.

Meanwhile, the outside world...

After Satoru Suzuki had Binding Vow all the ordinary people to their spots, he turned around and saw that the Golden Ball had also been sent flying backward.

His face, marked with a smiley face and a few drops of blood from a hammer blow, made him look like a Clown.

Seeing this, Satoru Suzuki turned to his employer behind him and reminded her, "Miss Natalie, please don't leave the villa."

Looking at the two fighting before her, Natalie calmly nodded and replied, "I understand. I'll leave it to you then."

After saying that, he sat down on the sofa again.

But she wasn't as calm as she appeared, and she unconsciously took out her pager, hesitating for a long time.

She dialed the number anyway.

An aged voice came from the other side.

"May I ask who you are?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice again, a look of reminiscence flashed in Natalie's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke as if she were an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.

"It's me... Natalie ..."

Chapter 191 I'd rather die than go back in.

"Natalie?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be recalling something, but after a moment he remembered something and asked with a hint of reminiscence.

"It's been decades since we last saw each other, hasn't it? Why are you calling all of a sudden? Is there something you need?"

Let's get straight to the point.

Natalie didn't mince words and said directly, "I've been attacked by criminals, so I need you to come and save me."

"Address..."

At the same time.

On the dilapidated lawn inside the manor, Golden Ball lay on the ground, his left arm broken and utterly powerless to resist.

The Clown standing before him raised his bright red lips and sneered with disdain, "A weakling like you dares to be an A-Class hero? What a joke!"

Faced with the mockery, Golden Ball simply smiled and said something.

"You were harassed by Puri-Puri Prisoner."

Upon hearing this, the Clown's previously comical expression twisted into an extreme contortion as he roared in fury.

"You are not allowed to mention him again!"

He raised the heavy hammer with both hands, held it above his head, and then smashed it down towards the head of the Golden Ball.

To this, Golden Ball grinned.

"You were harassed by Puri-Puri Prisoner!"

As the giant hammer drew ever closer, Golden Ball's expression turned somewhat bitter.

After all, who would willingly choose to die if they could live?

Fortunately, things took a turn for the better in the next moment.

A figure blocked his way.

The newcomer swung his sword, which clashed with the giant hammer.

Within his sight.

This strike sliced through the massive hammer in two, as easily as cutting tofu.

Seeing this, the Clown, who was originally in a rage, regained some of his composure and immediately released his hands, decisively abandoning the hammer.

The figure immediately retreated and dodged to the side.

Satoru Suzuki, who had swung the sword, stood still, asking with concern without turning his head, "Senpai, are you alright?"

Faced with the younger generation's concern, Golden Ball struggled to his feet and whispered a reminder, "Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet!"

Hearing that everything was alright, Satoru Suzuki finally felt relieved.

Meanwhile, the Clown not far away stared at the Asuramaru in his hand, his eyes revealing an uncontrollable greedy desire!

Faced with that greedy gaze, Satoru Suzuki responded by gripping the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.

The two sides engaged in an unseen confrontation.

Standing behind him, the Golden Ball whispered a reminder, "Unlicensed Rider, I already called for backup. I'll hold off this Clown, you take the opportunity to escape with your employer..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Satoru Suzuki, who was standing in front of him, had already made his move. He held a sword in both hands, and the blades shone with a dazzling light.

"Light Breathing - First Form - Rosy Glow!" The blade radiated a dazzling light that bathed everything in its glow.

Sensing the blinding light, the Clown's eyes were instantly blinded, seeing only white light and nothing else.

However, even if it cannot be seen.

But he could still hear faint footsteps. After determining the direction of the approaching person, he turned forward and waved the brightly colored cloak behind him.

The next moment.

Dozens of throwing knives, hidden beneath the cloak, simultaneously launched an attack forward.

Faced with these incoming throwing knives, Satoru Suzuki wielded his sharp blade and swiftly slashed, knocking all the knives down.

When I came to my senses...

Suddenly, the Clown threw a lit bomb out of his Clown costume, which flew through the air in an arc.

"You think you can get rid of me just because you can't see me? Kid, you're too naive!"

The only response he received was Satoru Suzuki's gleaming blade, "Light Breathing - Third Form - Drifting!"

His figure became elusive and unpredictable, like a fish in water. He leaped into the air, using the bomb as a fulcrum to jump downwards with all his might.

The enormous reaction force propelled the bomb in mid-air into the sky.

Meanwhile, Satoru Suzuki drew a graceful arc in mid-air, switching his grip on the sword to the back of the blade and slashing directly at the Clown's neck.

It happened so fast that the Clown didn't even realize what was happening.

The back of the blade was already aimed at his neck.

The next moment.

When the glory fades.

Satoru Suzuki stood on the grass, calmly looking at the Clown lying in front of him, who had completely lost consciousness.