I’m Someone Else

Chapter 127

Pontius heard someone entering the room and began bellowing at the person before he even saw who it was. He had assumed the only person who could’ve barged into his room right now had to be one of his men.

F*cking hell! Why the f*ck does he think he can work for me when he can’t even read the room? Are you f*cking blind?! How dare you disturb me at a time like this! Piss me off, and I’ll blow your head off!

Alas, Thomas wasn’t Pontius’ subordinate, so he wouldn’t do as Pontius said. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Crash!

He didn’t bother wasting his words on Pontius and instead grabbed the flowerpot by the door to throw it at Pontius.

Pontius, who was kneeling on the bed, was completely caught off guard. The pot hit him right in the head, and he began to bleed.

“Pontius!” Fordan Lockwood, the fourth member of Minacia Oito, immediately exclaimed in shock. What kind of men do you have working with you? Not only did he barge into his boss’ room, but even after getting chewed out for it, he had the guts to toss a pot at your head! Is he trying to get himself killed?

“What the f*ck?! I’m going to kill you!”

Enraged, Pontius turned to look for his clothes. He kept a gun in his pocket and wanted to kill the person who had the nerve to throw a pot at him. You’ve got a f*cking death wish!

However, before Pontius found his clothes, Thomas rushed over and clutched his throat. He pressed Pontius down on the bed and squeezed his hand. A loud crack rang out as Pontius’ neck snapped.

Alas, Pontius died without knowing who killed him. Even if he had the chance to enter one of the other members’ dreams and ask to be avenged, he had no name to give.

“Pontius! You—It’s you?!” By the time Fordan could react, Pontius was already dead. Fordan cast his murderous gaze at the assailant only to realize it was Thomas. Isn’t he the one Tristan thinks is the prime suspect for the killer? Tristan’s right. This punk’s the killer!

“You… Did you kill Johnson and the others?”

“You can go to hell and ask them yourself!”

Thomas marched over and snapped Fordan’s neck in half as well.

He took their jackets and wrapped them around their heads. Once again, his knife glinted in the air as he took their heads off.

The women were cowering in a corner of the bed. They trembled as they hid under the covers.

Thomas glanced at them and felt a flash of sympathy. When it came down to it, they were pitiful ones who were forced into this by their circumstances in life.

While he did come to kill, he got who he wanted, and these two women had nothing to do with Dominic’s death, so he didn’t think it was right for him to kill them.

Oh, well. Forget it!

“You two better remember this. If you want to stay alive, act like you didn’t see what had just happened. Got it?” Thomas threatened before leaving the villa with the heads.

The women were crying in fear; it had been far too terrifying for them. They thought they were just going to please a couple of wealthy men and earn some money. Never in their wildest dreams would

they think they get caught up in such a horrifying incident.

Two men, who had been alive and breathing just moments ago, were now lifeless bodies with their heads stolen from them!

Once Thomas was completely out of sight, the women grabbed their clothes and got dressed in a panic before fleeing the scene.

They knew full well what Thomas meant—if they wanted to stay alive, they were not to say a word of this to anyone!

Thomas drove to the next location to find Tristan Zeal, the third member of Minacia Oito Irieson. Tristan was the strategist and was on the verge of figuring out that Thomas was behind the killings. Given a bit more time, he would most likely be able to confirm that Thomas was indeed the killer!

Tristan stayed in a private park on the outskirts of the city. The place was even more lavish than Westsea Manor.

With gorgeous flowers scattered across every corner of the place, those who came to the park would feel a sense of serenity. It was like a haven away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This Tristan Zeal sure knows how to enjoy himself, Thomas remarked in his mind.

He exited the car, lit up a cigarette, and inhaled deeply before flexing his muscles a bit.

He hadn’t fully recovered from the injuries he sustained from the car explosion, and now he had a couple of extra stab wounds. Naturally, he was still in pain. Anyone else would be sobbing from the pain right now, but he didn’t. He would never cry over something as inconsequential as physical pain. His tears only welled up when he thought about his fallen buddies.

Thomas continued smoking his cigarette as he walked toward the villa within the park.

While on his hunt to kill off the Minacia Oito Irieson, he found out just how rich they were. All eight of them lived in the lap of luxury. Each property he came to was more ornate than the last.

They are rich, ruthless, and won’t stop at anything until they get what they want. They also have some unknown power backing them up. They’re not an easy target, alright. No wonder Sean and Will aren’t keen on offending them. It makes sense.

Thomas entered the villa and searched every floor but couldn’t find a single soul. There weren’t even any servants or bodyguards around, let alone Tristan. He began to realize that something was amiss. He should’ve been stopped the moment he entered the park, but he had circled the villa three times now, yet there was no sign of anyone!

It was as if everyone had left in advance.

Well, since Thomas was already here, he was going to make himself at home and wait. He sat on the couch and watched television as he waited for Tristan to return, but as the sky turned dark at last, he knew that Tristan wouldn’t come back that night.

Just then, his phone rang. He took a look at it and saw that it was Quincy who was calling.

“Bad news, Thomas! Tigre Shawn—the leader of Minacia Oito—found out somehow that someone killed the second, fourth, and fifth members, so he fled with the third member, Tristan Zeal! They were gone by the time I found out about this!”

Quincy sounded anxious. He knew Thomas would be striking today, but he didn’t think the latter would be quick enough to kill three members of the Minacia Oito in just one day! Most importantly, Thomas didn’t do a clean enough job! Tigre and Tristan were the most important members, and they had managed to escape. They would never admit defeat or cower in fear. Once they got over the shock, they would strike back at Thomas with great ferocity!

Thomas was startled. “They fled?”

How did they know to run off? I made sure I did a thorough job and even destroyed the security footage. How did they find out about the deaths when I’ve been moving this quickly?

He pondered for some time and couldn’t figure it out, so he had no choice but to leave and come up with another plan.

As he drove, his mood remained down. He planned on avenging Dominic today, but even the best-laid plans could go wrong, and something unexpected did throw a wrench into his plan.