Chapter 159: Chapter 115: A Professional Match

In the private room.

Baron and the others took the Sedative from the veteran prostitute who had drugged Maguire... along with a variety of other items.

Zod and Morey took inventory of the items:

"Forbidden Magic handcuffs..."

"Potent aphrodisiacs..."

"Fox tails..."

The veteran prostitute looked meekly at the three burly men before her, tears welling in her eyes. "Can... can I go now?"

Morey just smiled. "You’re coming with me for the next round."

He turned to Baron. "As agreed, you’re paying."

Baron nodded, grabbed a handful of Silver Coins from his pouch, and gave them to Morey. The Blood Loss Knight grinned with satisfaction, then dragged the veteran prostitute off to get another room.

Baron turned to Zod. "And you?"

Zod smiled and raised his cup. "This is all I need."

’I know plenty of men who have been ruined by wine and women, but it’s rare to see a pure alcoholic.’

Baron nodded. He and Zod each grabbed one of Maguire’s arms, intending to haul him out of this den of trouble.

But as the door opened, Baron heard a familiar voice and saw a familiar figure.

He kicked the door shut.

"What’s wrong?" Zod asked.

Baron’s expression was grim. "Tate Rodney, the Vice Gang Leader of the Iron Thorn Gang, is here!"

Zod was silent for a moment. "What’s our next move?"

From Baron’s actions and tone, it wasn’t hard for Zod to guess how he felt about Tate.

"I don’t want to drag you guys into this."

Baron shook his head. "I can handle this myself."

Zod said, "It’s not about being dragged in. Consider this me repaying you. You won me several hundred Silver Coins in the ring. It’s the least I can do."

Baron didn’t mince words. "I have a plan."

"What kind of plan?"

"I got his room number." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"He must have Guards, right? Are you thinking we should disguise ourselves as Attendants to get in?"

"Not exactly."

"I see. We’ll need someone to lure away the outside Guards. This Sedative is too strong, so Maguire is out of commission. Should we get Morey? I don’t know if he’d be willing to help."

’No, it’s not a question of whether he’s willing to help, but whether he’s already... finished.’

’Baron decided it was best not to interrupt his flight.’ He shook his head. "None of that."

Zod raised an eyebrow. He couldn’t come up with any other ideas himself, so he was curious to see what Baron had in mind.

"My plan is simple..."

Baron pulled the Alchemy Long Saber from the waist of the unconscious Maguire and walked over to a bare wall in the room.

He raised the saber, plunged it viciously into the wall, and yanked down hard, tearing a long gash in the wooden paneling!

Through the gash, a naked man and woman were just about to make love!

Baron nodded at Zod. "We’re going in."

With that, he burst into the room, shoving the prostitute aside with lightning speed. Just as Tate started to resist, Baron slapped the Secret Paper onto his thigh.

(Secret Paper: Ten sheets from the Secret Notes with the ability to store damage.)

With a loud BANG, blood sprayed everywhere. Taking advantage of the momentary stun the flash of pain caused Tate, Baron snapped the Forbidden Magic handcuffs on his wrists.

Tate tried to scream for help, but Zod rushed forward and kicked him squarely in the balls, leaving him speechless with pain.

The Guards outside, drawn by the loud bang, began knocking on the door. Baron pressed his saber to the prostitute’s neck. "Moan. As loud and as slutty as you can."

The prostitute, understanding immediately, began to wail lewdly.

Hearing her cries, the Guards outside felt their mouths go dry and their hearts race. They stopped knocking.

They just sighed in admiration. The Vice Gang Leader really knew how to have fun.

They just wondered when it would be their turn.

Once he was sure the danger had passed, Baron had the prostitute continue her performance while he forced a cup of drugged wine down Tate’s throat. After confirming Tate was unconscious, they stuffed him into a sack. Then, along with Zod and the still-unconscious Maguire, he snuck into the private room of Morey, who had just... landed.

"That was fast," Zod remarked.

"I wasn’t ready," Morey replied.

"Get dressed. I need you for something," Baron said.

Morey had Baron give his own prostitute a cup of the drugged wine. After studying the wriggling sack for a moment, he lit a cigarette. "You want me to interrogate him? No problem."

...

Tate opened his eyes to find himself in a dimly lit room. He was handcuffed to a chair, with only a strip of cloth covering his crotch. He couldn’t circulate his Spiritual Power, let alone access his Alchemy Circuits.

The last image frozen in his mind was of two black-clad madmen, Baron and Zod, smashing through the wall with a saber and charging at him while he was completely unprepared.

To be frank, in that moment, Tate Rodney—Bronze Demon Hunter and Vice Gang Leader of the Iron Thorn Gang—had gone completely limp.

Tate struggled in the chair for a moment. When he confirmed it was useless, he said in a low voice, "L, if you have something to say, let’s talk business. This won’t do you—or that Little Nun—any good."

As his voice faded, the door swung open, and the Demon Hunter appeared.

Black hair, black eyes, a pale face—it was none other than L, the victor of today’s Hunting Competition.

Tate said coldly, "You kidnapped me because you want something. Spit it out. What are your terms?"

"So direct, for a Vice Gang Leader."

Demon Hunter L nodded, then suddenly stepped forward and kicked Tate in the crotch. As Tate’s face contorted, sweat beading on his temples and veins popping on his forehead, L said nonchalantly:

"It’s just that your tone annoys me. For a second, I thought I was the one who’d been kidnapped."

A man in a tight spot has to know when to yield. Tate endured the throbbing in his groin and the searing rage that made him want to slaughter Baron’s entire family. He snarled:

"What the hell do you want!?"

"What do I want?" Baron smiled, cutting right to the chase. "What’s your relationship with Faraday?"

Tate said coldly, "We have no relationship. He’s always coveted my position as Vice Gang Leader, trying every trick in the book to usurp me."

"In that case, would you like to know what he’s been up to recently?"