Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 246: Ate

Adolf Hustler was there.

The person who also took the black rank assignment just like Pablo.

And just like Pablo, he also introduced himself as a Private Detective.

"Where are you people coming from? Is being a detective in trend right now?" Jemon asked.

"I am better than him. And this isn’t the time for such talk. We have some Vampires to kill." Hustler changed the topic. He also had to hide the fact that he was from the military.

Though, he could tell Jemon that Pablo was from the military and this way, he could make sure that Pablo never passed the assignment. But he didn’t do that for some reason.

"I don’t need your help, kid. I can take all eight of them myself. And what can you even do?" Jemon asked.

Hustler would have answered but a voice interrupted.

"You guys are wasting time. Kill both of them!" Quilin shouted from behind. It was an order for the Eight brothers.

The brothers received the order loud and clear and they won’t waste any second

now.

"Here they come."

Hustler took a stance.

"Waste of time."

Jemon scoffed and unlike Hustler, he did no stance.

Instead, he bent his knees and launched towards the eight men head on.

"It’s my way of fighting. Not a waste of time."

Hustler didn’t mind Jemon’s remark on his stance but he surely hated the high duke for engaging with all the Eight men.

No one came towards him. They were underestimating him and that didn’t sit right with Hustler.

"Fine. I will at least kill four."

Adolf bolted towards the eight men as well and as expected, no one gave a shit.

Though, he sure was impressed by Jemon. The man handled all the Eight men without breaking any sweat.

Nevertheless, Hustler also wanted to fight. He made a cool entrance not to just watch the scene.

"Hey," he called. "Throw at least one towards me."

Jemon didn’t reply but he surely held one of the Eight Vampires by the neck.

It was the shortest man of the group and Jemon threw him at Hustler, easily. It was like he threw a stuffed toy, not a full fledged man.

Hustler gave an impressed nod to Jemon and clenched his fist.

The Vampire arrived towards Hustler at full speed and the young man was ready.

He brought his fist back and at the right time, he swung it forward and it connected with the face of the Vampire in the air.

BANG!

A loud sound rang and Jemon and the other Vampire brothers were forced to look.

"Oh. So you are not that useless." Jemon praised.

Hustler jerked his fist. "I never was."

On his feet, a body with its head missing lay and nothing was needed to know what had happened there.

Hustler killed the Vampire. He blew his head off with just one punch.

"Robert!" One of the Vampires shouted.

"So his name was Robert. Well, he is dead. I killed him. Come at me."

Hustler had no remorse on his face. He again clenched his fist and waited for whatever would come.

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"Should I keep sending more? You take four, I take four. Sounds good?" Jemon suggested.

"Just throw them at me. I don’t have time."

"No need. I will come there myself."

The Vampire who shouted the name of the recently deceased brother, walked towards Hustler.

Jemon didn’t stop him and focused on the six other Vampires. He had yet to kill one.

Hustler focused on the upcoming man and he was bigger than him in all ways.

But the young man was undeterred as he welcomed the Vampire.

"What is your name?" Adolf asked.

"Jackson."

"Wow. I didn’t expect you would actually share the name after I killed one of you."

"You are overconfident for no reason. Robert was the weakest of us."

Jackson walked towards Hustler and stood just in front of him.

"I will show you real strength."

"Yeah. Good luck."

Hustler clenched his fist and did the same action as before.

He brought it back and swung it with full force.

BANG!

It landed straight on Jackson’s chest and at Hustler’s surprise…

"Not impressed." Jackson was alright.

"Well, this will take time then." Hustler jumped back.

"Not at all." Jackson vanished from Hustler’s sight and the next second, he was again in front of Hustler.

"This will take no time at all."

Jackson made a fist and Hustler had no way to defend that. So he braced for the impact.

BANG!

Jackson landed a scorching hot punch on Hustler’s nose and the impact was nowhere near the level of Adolf. It was bigger than that.

Adolf flew back some kilometers and Jackson was left with no opponents for the time being.

"That was great, Jackson. Carry on. And kill that Duke, will you?" Quilin shouted from behind again.

"As you say." Jackson obliged and turned around.

Jemon was still fighting the six Vampires and Jackson scoffed.

"You are worse than that boy. You couldn’t even kill one."

"Actually, I am just thinking who to kill first. I get confused with choices you see." Jemon replied.

"Then try to kill the one with white hairs. I want to see." Quilin spoke again. He was sitting on the same bench from the start and he was shouting from there.

Jemon frowned. "What kind of brother are you? Why do you want to see them dead?"

"They all are adopted. I don’t give a fuck. I am the strongest. They are cannon fodder. Though, they are also Royal Vampires somehow."

Jemon looked at all the seven brothers. "You heard him, right? Why are you all obeying him? He doesn’t give a fuck."

"It’s because of our blood. We can’t disobey him. Our blood won’t allow it." Jackson answered.

Jemon sighed. "It can’t be helped then."

He reached out his hand and placed it on a Vampire’s shoulder.

It was the same Vampire with white hairs whom Quilin challenged Jemon to kill.

"Look here!" Jemon shouted and Quilin focused.

The white haired Vampire tried to move but Jemon’s hold didn’t allow him.

"The afterlife is better than here." He said and that was his last words for the white haired man.

Jemon’s right hand, on the shoulder of the man glowed in black and the other Vampires jumped at Jemon.

"Too late."

Jemon’s hand carried on glowing and in front of everyone’s eyes, the white haired Vampire shriveled.

His hands shrunk, they were sucked out of life, then his skin came loose, then his eyes dropped out of their sockets on their own, his legs shrunk and one more second later, the Vampire became a husk.

Jemon’s hand still glowed black but this time, on his hand, a black ball rested.

"This is your life, young man." Jemon revealed and brought that ball closer to his mouth.

He opened his mouth wide and while looking at Quilin, he gulped it down.

The black ball, which was the life of the white haired Vampire, Jemon just took it and…

"I ate and left no crumbs."