Gaston always thought of himself as a normal person with a little bit of eccentric side. Yes, sometimes he would do something crazy and sometimes a little perverted, but he never crossed the line of abnormality. Maybe for others inviting young men to ride his truck then bringing them in an abandoned or unpopulated place, and forcing them to obey him is kinda creepy. But for him, that's not that bad. As long as he only did that once in a while, it'll probably fine.
Besides, even though he acts like that, he never fcked a man's ass before. He only forces them to blow him---.
Anyway, Gaston is not crazy, and has no fetish for doing something he believes is fcked up. That's until he met this young man. A kid, who cant even grow his beard right.
Looking at the passenger beside him, Gaston couldn't believe on what he was doing. Right now, they're following a black van using the truck Gaston had borrowed in the factory he was working for. Remembering and understanding what the young man has said earlier, they're now about to rob people who robbed the bank. These people has the advantage of numbers and weapons. All of them are are armed with guns. Even an idiot would know that fighting these people are practically a suicide. And Gaston, together with this young kid, is about to do that!
To be honest, the moment Gaston learned that this young kid has a gun and has the will to fire it without batting an eye, he already started observing and testing the guy. Teasing, annoying, and conversing with the guy would help Gaston know what kind of person and how this guy's mind works.
Gaston cultivates The Way of Mind and Soul. And his knowledge about this subject is also not bad. Since he decided to cultivate in this path, he learned different techniques that he could use to strengthen himself and destroy others. Using his mental energy and Spiritual Qi, he could literally and metaphorically make anyone crazy. Of course, that's in the assumption that his targets are a lot weaker than him.
Shaking his head, Gaston again looked at the young kid beside him. He felt complicated.
After stealthily using some of his techniques, Gaston confirmed that this guy is kinda weird and normal at the same time.
From what Gaston knows, a mind is like a huge machine with lots of parts and cogs moving together to create a harmony, making a person an individual. This means that every parts and cogs of the mind are important, because without it, the brain will malfunction and lose its productivity. But this kid is different.
The parts and cogs of his mind are all actually there; he isn't missing anything. The problem is, some of it aren't functioning right, and some aren't even moving. And that's what makes this guy weird. Even though his mind is like that, it didn't make him stupid or crazy like a beast without a thought. Instead, it made him more efficient and more productive, more sensitive and sharper than anyone else.
As for the "normal" part, Gaston was actually kinda disappointed about that.
When he was a kid, Gaston always thought of himself as special, he didn't just imagine it. He is actually special. Compared to all the kids at his age, he was a lot stronger and heals faster. His mother said something about bloodline and traditions, but he never understand any of that as a kid. And his mother never explained it in details. She would always just say, "I'll explain it to you when you're older". But it didn't happen, because her mother died before he could even finish elementary school.
Since then, Gaston lived the life of a trash. At least that's how Gaston would describe it. He joined fraternities, gangs and when he became an adult, unknowingly, he became part of the one of the most influential syndicate in the country. But when he got married and had a child, he decided quit and live like as an outstanding member of society.
Well, that never worked well though. No matter what he do, he would always fail lasting in these normal jobs. He would always get fired, and had to look for a new job again. Because of this, he always in need for huge amount of money to support his family. Specially now that his son is in college. He's kinda desperate now. And even if he tried to pretend like an idiot, he knows that what this young man said was possible. They actually have some chance!
Gaston never tried to rob people before, after all, smuggling guns, people and manufacturing and selling drugs are a lot more profitable. Specially since they have some backings from the high ranking government officials, rich people, and a lot of connection underworld, they're practically kings of this country. So why would he lower himself to rob people?
"So," Gaston said while driving and looking at the black van far from them. "What's the plan, kid?"
The young man was quiet for a couple of seconds, before saying, "give me your number. Then drop me here.".
Gaston was confused, but the young man continued.
"The road here is getting narrow, and following them with a truck would be way too obvious. So, you'll park this truck first, while I'll follow them. After you're done, just go to where I'd be going. If you're not there until I found their hideout, I'll call you immediately."
Then after he gave his number, the young man got out and entered some backalley while running like thief. Gaston didn't think much of it, he just looked for a parking lot, parked his truck, then ran towards where the young man ran. A couple minutes later, he heard his phone ringing, and the young man said to look at the top of a building. Gaston looked up, and saw the young man pointing somewhere, then he heard him speaking about a pet shop.
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The both of them ran towards a pet shop. The young man said that the van stopped for a couple of seconds near the intersection roads, and with a low key movements, a man in a uniform accepted three huge bags from the robbers and immediately entered a new vehicle. Those robbers then continued going forward with the black van like nothing happened. Seeing these, the young man then said that they should just follow the money. Gaston agreed.
"Are you sure about the contents of those bags?" Gaston asked. "What if they're not money?"
The young man shook his head and answered calmly.
"I could smell and hear it clearly. There should be money in there."
Hearing this, Gaston frowned. This is another weird thing about this guy. Gaston didn't know if he was trying to not use it, or just don't know how to, but since the very beginning this guy never used his mental energy. While observing something, this guy would use his senses instead of a more accurate mental energy. If one use the mental energy and spread it like a field around ones body, even if they close their eyes, their hearing or even their sense of smell, one could easily know what's happening and all the movements around him. But this guy never use it.
Gaston might understand that this guy didn't know and have no way of controlling and manifesting his Spiritual Qi, since this type of Qi could only be wielded by using ones soul. But not knowing anything about Mental energy? That's stupid. All the cultivator should know this, since this is the very basic one needed to manipulate the Qi a lot more easier.
While Gaston was confused, the young man was also slightly suspicious.
"Hey." called the young man. "Your accent's gone. Since earlier you've been speaking normally."
Hearing this, Gaston paused a little bit. Well duh, he's just faking it! Gaston thought.
".. 'ya seriously gonna focus 'bout that?" He asked, then added. "Shouldn't we focus on how we fck this place up?"
Even though the young man's frowning, he didn't pursue the subject.
Right now both of them are standing at the back of the pet shop. The vehicle and the man who took away three huge bags also just arrived a few minutes ago. From the outside, this place just looks like a normal pet shop, but deep down its actually not. Gaston who worked for a syndicate for a really long time, easily noticed that.
"Lets just get closer first." the young man said. "We just need to listen for a little bit, then act based on what we heard."
Hearing his plan, Gaston felt his head hurt a little. He's even having an urge to slap this guy and teach him common sense. But Gaston didn't do anything, he just sighed and tapped the guy on the shoulder.
".. Just let me handle it."
The young man frowned and looked suspicious.
"How?"
"Ma cultivation focuses on mind 'n soul." Gaston smugly said. "So, I can know a lot of shit."
The young man looked at Gaston for a couple of seconds before nodding his head and said, "okay. Try it then."
Spreading his mind energy to the whole pet shop is very easy for Gaston. Since the time when he unlocked his first meridian, the scope of mind energy that he could cover is a lot more vast.
This technique is called, Mind Sense. But actually, this name change depending on what one is using. If one is using Spiritual Qi, then its called Spiritual Sense. These two are what the cultivators mostly use to inspect, observe, or put some pressure mentally to those weaker than them. But there are cases where cultivators uses their Qi to do this as well. But those are the weird cases.
Qi and Spiritual Qi are different. So if one use Qi to spread it like a Spiritual Sense, then it would be like using nuclear bomb as landmines just to protect oneself. Its also a huge waste, specially since its quite useless as well. If one is fighting another cultivator, the opponent cultivator would easily detect those Qi and would move accordingly. So using Qi as a something as "Qi Sense", is practically stupid.
Anyway, as Gaston uses his Mental Sense, everything inside was easily seen by him. Of course he couldn't feel or detect smaller life forms like ants or mosquitos, but he could still 'see' almost the whole place. The security cameras, the people inside, what they're talking, their positioning, the door to a hidden basement--- after a couple of minutes, he already memorized everything.
Breathing a sigh, he opened his eyes and look at the person beside him. There, he saw the young man wearing a jacket that covers all of his upper body, some cloth that covers his face, and a fcking metal pipe that he probably picked up somewhere in the back alley. This guy is already combat ready.
"Just so ya know, kid. These people have guns. How can ya fight that?" Gaston asked while feeling his head hurt.
He don't know if this guy is just ballsy, or just an idiot who don't know shit. Even though Gaston could see that this guy have probably done this before, based from this young man's calm attitude, it doesn't change the fact that these people have guns. And even though they're cultivator, guns would still fcking kill them!
"What type of gun?" asked the kid.
"Some pistols and rifles." Gaston shrugs. "Though all of them look old and battered already."
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Thinking for a while, the young man nodded.
"Then it should be fine. If its just some normal pistols and rifles, as long as I get one, it'd be pretty easy."
Confused, Gaston asked.
"You know how to use guns."
"Yeah. I learned in high school."
Gaston frowned.
What the fck were you doing in high school? Gaston's really having an urge to force this kid to answer all of his questions, but he knows its not the right time.
Sighing, Gaston told him all the information that both of them should know.
There are twelve people inside. Seven in the basement. Four of them are arranging and counting the money, while the other three are arranging drugs. Apparently, this pet shop's main attraction is the drugs that only the few customers of this area knows. There are three people manning the pet shop on the first floor, and two sleeping on the second floor.
The one who acts as the manager of the shop is away to report something in the Capital. From what Gaston heard, this shop is just a small business that the syndicate in the capital use to distribute and sell more drugs in the area. But the young man shook his head and said he isn't interested about that. What he wanted to know more is about the money.
"I thought you're sure that they have the money. Why ya asking that now? Asked Gaston.
Rolling his eyes, the young man answered. "To make sure, of course."
"They have it." Gaston answered. "In the basement."
Nodding his head, the young man then said, "I'll handle those in the basement then, you handle those in the first and second floor."
After some more discussion, the both of them finally agreed and immediately entered the shop.
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Together with the pervert, Gaston, I entered the front door acting like a customer. The moment the door opened, the three people inside looked at me and my get up. Seeing me dressed up weirdly, I know they would be alarmed and raise their guards up. So immediately, without waiting, I ran towards the counter and the man standing behind it. Unsurprisingly, the guy pulled out a gun and pointed at me. Bang! Bang! Since I'm prepared for that, I jumped forward and rolled my body to the ground making the bullets missed. Then I jumped to cross the counter, and while in the air, I swing my metal pipe to smash his head! Bagm! As the guy's body fell down, my foot also landed to the ground.
Without taking a breath, I picked up the gun, opened the second drawer and picked up another gun. Putting one of the gun in my pocket, I held the other one in my left hand. My right hand has the metal pipe.
At the same time I moved, Gaston also pulled out a gun that I let him borrow, and fired it to the remaining two people. Bang! Bang! The guy easily killed the two by hitting them in the head accurately. Which to be honest quite amazing. Unfortunately, I don't have time to praise him.
The door leading to the basement is in the back of the counter, that's why I targeted this guy first. Right now, I could hear some movements inside. So when the door opens and a muscular man holding a gun appeared, I immediately smashed his head with my metal pipe. At the same time, I let go of the pipe and hold the falling body and decided to use him as a shield.
Entering the door, I fired my gun below four times before I could make sure that two of them died. Jumping inside, the remaining people in the basement immediately fired their guns at me nonstop! Even though I have the muscular guy as a shield, some bullets still hit me in my arms, legs, and even scratching my sides. Bang! Bang!
Since I don't really have any choice, I decided to fire back randomly until I used all the bullets while hoping that some of them hit the targets. The basement is quite small, so by chance I killed another one, lessening the burden. But its not enough.
I tried to circulate my Qi and heal my injuries or at least stop the bleeding. At the same time, I use my Qi to cover and strengthens my body, making it a little more harder to injure me. To be honest, I should have thought of this the first time I entered here. I'm so fcking stupid!
When I got near them, I lifted my shield and throw it to them full force! Two of them fell down, but one of them evaded. Then I pulled the other gun in my pocket, remove the safety, and started firing! Bang! Bang! The two who fell down, never had the chance to stand up before they died. But before I could fire the third time, the remaining survivor already lifted a rifle and pulled the trigger! Loud and continuous firing sound was heard!
Three bullets managed to breached my Qi and directly pierced my body! Falling down, I immediately looked for a cover to not be hit by more bullets. Crawling and rolling on the ground, I hid behind the table while picking up a body and using it as shield. Bang! bang! Bang! The table that was made of wood was destroyed in a matter of seconds! Luckily I was already expecting that, so even though some bullets hit, it was not that fatal.
I continued curling up my body to try lessen my injuries, and also to take some time to breath. While doing that, the bullets, didn't stop coming at me. So with more effort, I circulated my Qi to hasten my recovery more. Sadly, I cant heal some of them since there are bullets inside, if I want to heal them properly, I would need to pull them out. But I don't have time for that.
Hearing that the firing stopped, I immediately stood up and ran towards the guy! I don't have weapons in my hand now, I accidentally let it go when the guy fired his rifle. But this didn't stop me to attack this guy. Circulating my Qi, I use the footwork of Thousand Hardening Body Refinement, and when I got close, for the first time since I started cultivating, I used one of the moves of the martial arts I learned.
The Qi circulated in my body, to my arm then to my fist. I could already hear the wind breaking and assisting my fist move forward. And using all of my strength, I punched the guy in the chest! BOOm!
Blood splattered, and a dead body smashed to the wall. Bagm! When it fell down, blood continued leaking until it created a small pond of dark red sticky blood. At the same time, I lost some of my strength and was forced to kneel while breathing roughly.
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As I come out of the basement with three huge bags on my shoulder, I could see the aftermath of what happened on the pet store. The animals in the cage are mostly dead, or currently injured and unresponsive. Those cages are broken and have some bloods in it, windows are broken and sharp pieces of glasses are everywhere. Tables and chairs are destroyed, bullet holes everywhere, and a thick smell of gunpowder could easily capture one's attention.
At the corner, Gaston was standing while holding onto a gap on the wall to assist himself. His also injured like me. But unlike me, his injuries are for babies. I cant believe he even needed to hold on something just to remain standing. What a pussy, I thought.
While walking towards him, I passed a body bathing in blood. But I didn't care, I just continued walking until I heard a soft moan from that body. Even though my ears are tingling like a retard because of continuous gun fires earlier, I could still hear some like a normal person. So hearing a moan, I immediately turn back. There I saw a bloodshot eyes looking at me full of hatred, with a gun pointed at me, I didn't have a time to protect myself! As I was preparing myself to be seriously injured, I saw a piece of sharp glass vibrate a little, then it floated and plunged directly to the guy's neck! Blood stained the glass and continued leaking out of the body. A couple of seconds later, the guy fell down and died.
Breathing a sigh, I looked at Gaston whose nose is bleeding and threw two of the huge bags in my shoulder to him. Catching the bags, Gaston then wiped the blood in his nose, and grinned.
"Don't 'ya die on me, kid. We still have money to count."
I snorted and continued walking.
"... I wont."
While walking, my body's absorbing Qi, refining and circulating it at the same time. Even though it was kinda hard at first, it was getting easy the longer I do it.
The pet store has huge window glass, making the inside and outside easier to see. Some of it are gone, broken, and some are still there, barely supporting each other. Looking out, I saw two motorbikes stopped in front of the shop. When the man in the front met eyes with me, he immediately shouted and the other three guys pulled out guns and started firing at us.
Bang! Babang! Bang bang!!
Rolling down, I saw the huge window shattered and glasses flew in the air like bullets falling down to the ground! While those four were firing their guns, they were continuously walking backwards until they took cover behind a car.
Looking around, I crawled to the nearest dead person beside me, took his rifle and after inspecting that it still have some bullets, I waited for those fckers outside to stop firing. In this messed up situation, Gaston still managed to sit beside me while taking cover.
".. four people!" Gaston shouted. "Almost ten meters in front, there are two hiding behind a car. One ran away in the back alley, and the other one's assisting them while hidden behind of a car on your left. I'll tell you when they needed to reload, at that time, I'll handle the one on the left. You handle the two behind the car."
Since I cant really use my senses here, having a human scanner/detector is quite convenient. While I was preparing myself, all the noises stopped, and Gaston shouted, "now!".
Immediately I bolted out of the window and jump on top of the car where two people are hiding. Looking down, I saw that they're looking at me filled with terror, but their hands didn't stop reloading. Without further ado, I fired my rifle repeatedly on their body creating lots of holes in it. Bang! Looking sideways, I saw Gaston slamming the head of a guy in the window of a car and firing a bullet on its head.
Looking around, I couldn't find the last guy, so I just let it go. My body is way too injured right now, and to be honest, I don't know how long I can keep this up before I lose my strength and get thoroughly knock out. So with a shout, I ran towards the opposite back alley and decided to look for a safety place. Gaston followed closely behind me.
"Use your detector or something to look for an empty house or room that we could use." I said while running under the shadow of the buildings. "Then you use your telekinesis to open the lock from the inside."
"I know. I'm doing that right now." Gaston answered grumpily.
After we passed three to four buildings more, Gaston said he found a room without anyone inside. Looking up, I saw a window three to four meters high. Without saying anything, I jumped and used my fingers to hook it on the edge of the window. Seeing the window's locked, I looked down and asked Gaston to open it without breaking anything. Using his telekinesis he unlocked the window and easily opened it without a problem. Then both of us entered the room while making sure that we didn't leave any evidence on the floor of back alley.
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In a certain apartment building, inside of a room numbered 507, a woman is currently sitting on top of a bed. Slightly above her head there are six kitchen knives floating in the air while spinning on its own. When she breaths in, the knives would slow down spinning, and when she breaths out, these knives would spin like hurricane.
The woman has an average face, but that just made her less noticeable. If one look closely, she appears gentle and lovely, someone who would always get a nice impression just by looking at her. She has a light brown skin thats smoother and looks fresher than a young child. It could be easily seen with her almost naked body sitting on the bed right now.
Even though she has an average looking face, her body is enough to be called a wonderful piece of a highest art. With her well rounded chest that's currently covered with a black flowery bra, and her soft slim waist that would make men wanna hug her, and her plump butt that is currently covered with a thin black flowery panty, she is someone that could make men lose their rationality and make their soft flesh turn into hard bones.
Opening her eyes, she breathed out slowly with her pinkish lips and removed a huge amount of impurities out of her body. Making her body looks even more tempting than usual. There are some droplets of sweats that covers her body, and looking at it makes it look like an ornament crystals making her look more elegant yet sexy at the same time.
She didn't bother removing her sweat, she directly lie down and stretched her body like a cat, emphasizing her erotic body even more. Breathing out again, she relaxed her self and looked at the ceiling. Then she looked at her body and smiled. Using her hands, she slowly caressed her chest, down to her waist, and to her fragrant flower. Slowly she closed her eyes, and lightly bit her lips.
She could probably take any men she wants, and make all of them obey her like a queen. But she's not interested in that. For her, there's only one man. Even though so many years has passed, she could only think of him, and only him could make her aroused like mad.
Lifting her left hand and feeling her wet fingers, she could only sigh. Slowly, she hugged her body while pretending she was being held by him. Wishing that he was here.
"Its more than six years.." she whispered.
More than six years has passed since they last met face to face.
Six years ago, she was not like this. She was just ordinary, kinda boyish, with her front and her back flat as board, and adding to that her skinny body that made her nothing what one would consider as dream girl. She also have a lot acne on her face back then, making a lot of the boys tease her as ugly duckling, or something.
At that time, even though she's in love with him, she couldn't say anything. They're just what anyone would consider as acquaintance. While he was the cool guy, she was just an extra. Something that could be easily forgotten. She really felt hopeless but couldn't do anything.
Sometimes she would hate her family for having this cursed bloodline, their traditions, and their ugly faces. Why cant they just be like a normal person? At least she wouldn't be ugly, at least he would look at her, at least she might have a chance to fight for his love. She really felt like ending her life at that time. Specially her family's bloodline's peculiarities.
Once she fell in love once, that love would remain forever. Until the day she die, her love would always be that person. No matter what he does, no matter how he treated her, even if he killed her--- she would only feel love for that person. This is one of the reason why her ancestors was hunted and killed over and over again. Because normal people treated them like they're insane.
Remembering her high school days with him, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. How she wish she could meet him now. If they could meet again, things would be a lot more different. She was sure of it.
"After all..."
At the same time her voice came out of her lips, all six floating knives embedded itself on the wall made of hard cement. Tud! Strangely though, these knives stabbed the wall like it was just a tofu. The knives didn't even break or have any scratches.
Releasing her Mental energy and Spiritual Qi to its limit, the whole room--- no, the whole building trembled a little and all the tenants felt like a huge pressure enveloped them. Like a higher being looking down on their very existence.
She smiled with satisfaction, and whispered with her sweet and gentle voice.
"No one can stop me this time."