Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

123  Chapter 123 : Ambush!

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"What happened...?" Ria, who woke up to the outside commotion, questioned Das with a confused look.

"Nothing... just a small disturbance. You stay inside the car. I will handle this." Das replied as he got out of the car.

"Das, stop…" Ria cried out after seeing the outside mob.

After getting down from the car, Das stood in front of the car and started counting the mob.

"Das, what are you doing? Let's go back." Ria shouted in a shaky voice as she got nervous after seeing a murderous-looking mob. But Das continued to count the mob in a carefree manner.

"Hey, idiot… Put down the valuable things you bought at auction; otherwise, Hehe…" Jethin laughed like a clown.

But Das still continued to count the mob without responding to Jethin's loud yelling. Inside the car, Ria is calling Das through the window. Her fingers are shaking with fear.

"Young Master Jethin, what is this weirdo doing?" The head of the mob, who is holding a thick baseball bat, asked Jethin with a confused face.

"Das, I will count ten numbers. If you still resist, I will kill you brutally and rape that beauty."

 Jethin stood on the car dome and started counting numbers like a proud young master. The mob also got ready to swing into action.

One, two, three...

Das finished what he was doing and walked back towards the car's back door. He opened the car's back door and pulled out a heavy wooden box.

Jethin thought Das is submitting the auction items, and he increased the counting speed in a playful demeanour.

Six, seven, eight...

The mob started laughing while making funny comments about Das.

"Hey, coward… Do it faster; the counting is almost over." The mob head shouted loudly with slick laughter. Das opened the tight locks of that heavy wooden box and lifted a heavy sword with a single hand.

 Jethin's face changed immediately after seeing the heavy sword in Das hands.

"Cursed sword... its cursed sword... Hey, idiot, we don't need that sword. Except for that sword, leave everything." Jethin shouted in a shaky voice.

Das slowly took out the long sword from its golden sheath and lifted the entire sword with a single hand. Even though the sword weighs more than 100 kilograms (200 pounds), in his enlarged palms, it fit perfectly.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Jethin cried out angrily.

"What a beautiful sword..." Das muttered while caressing the thick black sword in his hands. The mob took a long time to see the sword in Das hands, as the black sword became one with the night because of its pitch-black colour.

Jethin, who is feeling a lot of anger and irritation because of Das ignorance, commanded the mob to attack.

"Ria, lock the door, and if something happened to me, take the car and leave this city." Das before moving towards the mob.

After saying that sentence, Das ran towards the mob without hearing Ria's reply. While using the special vision, Das moved in the most advantageous position.

The first person who reached Das with a baseball bat swung the bat towards Das head.

Shhh... Within a split second, two objects touched the ground simultaneously. One is the broken wooden bat, and the other is a person's head.

Before the second person saw what was happening, the hockey stick in his hands dropped to the ground along with a few bloody fingers. The sword in Das hands is cutting everything in its path like tofu. Das even heard the sound of air being cut i half.

The black sword in Das hands started turning crimson red. Within a minute, more than three people died, and ten people lost their body parts. Jethin, who stood on the car dome, slipped from the bonnet and fell directly on the hard road surface.

The people who sat in the rear side cars started leaving the scene without looking back. As the mob stood before him without taking another step forward, Das held the cursed sword in his right hand and moved his left-hand finger over the sword surface to remove the blood stains.

Ria is staring at this scene with a frightening look. She tried to control her fear, but her fingers were still shaking.

After that small pause, Das continued to walk towards the mob while holding the cursed sword tightly. In those car flash lights, the sword in Das's hands is shining in red and black, alternately.

After another five minutes, only thirteen people remained before Das. Ironically, Jethin, who created all this trouble, lost consciousness while watching this intense massacre.

"Das...!

Ahha!...

Das heard a loud shout from his rear side. Das did not expect this sudden twist. He immediately came to a sudden stop as the shout came from Ria.

"Mr. Das, nice meeting you."

 A tall young man with spike hair greeted Das in an excited tone. After turning around, Das saw a complete stranger who put a knife on Ria's throat.

"What do you want...?" Das asked with a murderous look while looking at Ria, who is crying nonstop with a deep fear. Das never thought someone would attack Ria while he was busy tackling the mob.

The thirteen people who survived immediately retreated. They woke up Jethin, who got unconscious in the middle of the fight.

"Hehe… Das, I never thought I would get another chance against you. Haha, fortune really favoured me today." That spike haired young man spoke with a funny laugh.

"I don't want to listen your nonsense. Take whatever treasure you want, but leave that girl safe." Das said threateningly.

If something happened to Ria, he would regret it for the rest of his life. That's why Das is not taking any risks, even though the adrenaline in his body is forcing him to take action.

"Haha, stop joking, Das. I did not come for those cheap things. Give me the ghost card in your possession."

"if you play any tricks. Hehehe…" The spike-haired guy slightly increased the pressure on Ria's throat, which caused a small wound on her soft skin.

"Bastard…" Das cried out loudly while gripping the sword in his hands. He became enraged after seeing the blood drops on Ria's throat.

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