NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5 – I bloom in the killing, like a flower in the dawn～
Chris left the apartment and went to the address Oswald had given him, arriving at a small workshop that produced drugs instead of medicine or clothing.
The addictive narcotics produced here disgusted Chris. Even robbery seemed more honorable than peddling this life-ruining crap.
All Chris wanted right now was to hurry up and finish this mission, then go back to sleep and rest. There was still a lingering sense of guilt for screwing his friend's mother, and it would take some time for that emotion to fade.
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Inside the small workshop, there were hard-working employees here, and there were also men and women who got high on drugs and started screwing around in public.
Chris sneered at these shameless whores who let countless men plow them, he was only interested in defiling respectable housewives.
Gathering combustibles, Chris stealthily approached the armed guards, he was not going to wonder if his flesh could withstand those bullets from their guns.
Chris waved his hand for a surge of manna and unleashed his only learned wild spell - [Inferno Flame].
The flames instantly engulfed one of the armed guards.
"Help me!" the burning guard screamed as he collapsed, writhing and flailing desperately.
Chris saw his magic progress bar creeping up - perhaps 50 more throws before it was completely filled. He wondered what would happen then.
The flames continued to burn, and just as the other guards tried to come to the rescue, they themselves burst into flames, all in a frenzy.
More workers rushed out, all nervously holding their pistols and staring at the burning guards.
A hideous bald man directly shot a guard to death, shouting: "It's mercy, they're all in pain to live, don't let them suffer! It's not in vain for us to be coworkers!"
Chris began to keep unleashing his spell, setting all of them on fire, and they started to run for water, trying to put out the fire with it. Chris was a little surprised that these addicts could run faster than an Olympic 100-meter champion!
As the cold water poured down, it truly extinguished the flames on their bodies.
Even though many of them were wondering why they were suddenly on fire, the most important thing right now was to extinguish the flames.
However, one flame after another rose up, and eventually some of them went crazy, everything here was so weird, and the weirdness freaked them out!
They all ran out frantically, screaming at the top of their lungs. Unfortunately, this was the middle of nowhere, if people saw these gangsters, they would just stay away, no help would come for known criminals in this wasteland.
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An hour later, Chris slowly approached the workshop to finish up.
He could only make sure that the people he saw were dead, but he couldn't cast a spell on the ones he didn't see.
He picked up a rifle and crept quietly forward. There were still a few white men inside, all holding knives and standing guard - they were probably gang members and looked like addicts.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Three shots took out the gang members.
Chris found a car and started loading the drugs into it, then confiscated the weapons and ammunition. Finally, he spread large amounts of gasoline and combustibles around the workshop.
After driving the car away, he cast a spell to make fire appear out of thin air.
"BOOM!" A huge fire instantly rose up, and Chris started the car and left the scene.
- I bloom in the killing, like a flower in the dawn.
This would certainly attract the attention of the police, but it was no big deal. They would find out it was just another "dog eat dog" incident, which was a common daily routine in Brooklyn.