The burly man grabbed his arm, looking at his twisted multidirectional fingers, bone shards grinding against each other. The excruciating feeling is transmitted to his brain constantly, forcing him to his knees, his jaw clenched so hard Eero could hear the faint click.
"You, I will kill you." The burly man, fueled by sheer adrenaline and rage, raised his other hand to attack Eero, his teeth bared in a desperate snarl.
Crack!!!!! Another sickening, wet snap.
"Aaaaaaahhhh, my fingers, damn little shit," an excruciating roar spread again, louder this ti, his soul trembling with the shock.
"People like you never learn." Eero glanced at the burly gangster's hands. All his fingers were forcefully broken and twisted in multiple directions, hanging uselessly.
Crack!!!!!
Instantly, both of the burly man's feet and toes twisted, breaking and rotating on the spot, and more painful roars spread around; the burly man rolled on the ground more painfully, a broken puppet unable to find purchase.
The spectators around shivered hearing the burly man creak, with each wave of chill spreading through their souls, imagining that pain as their own.
Other henchn of the burly gangster gulped, looking at the miserable condition of their boss.
They glanced at Eero with sweat condensed on their cheeks and foreheads, terrified yet unable to move.
"What are you looking at? Kill this little bastard; break his hand and feet." The burly gangster took a deep breath and roared with red eyes as if blood were dripping out from his pupils, his commands barely intelligible through the agony.
"Ahhhh," X4
Instantly, all four henchn ran toward the Eero direction at once, raising their fists and weapons, their training overriding their fear.
Eero clenched his small fist, turned around, and stepped forward toward them. He created a double layer of the psychic layer under his feet, one layer attached to the ground and the other attached to his feet.
Psychic! Frictionless steps!
Instantly, he slipped frictionlessly because of these layers and reached the middle of four gangsters in a mont, moving too fast for the average soul to track. Before they could react, he punched each of their knees.
Force Fist! Joint Break!
Crack!!!!
Instantly, with each collision wave of force spreading through their knees and separated the upper from the lower joint, a crackling sound spread around. The impact was purely internal, a precise, devastating wave of psychic energy.
Suddenly all four gangsters knelt on one of their knees,
"Ahhhhhhhh," X4
They roared excruciatingly, their legs screaming in protest, the sudden, unearned pain stunning their consciousness.
Eero jumped and rotated in the air, punched and kicked the jaws of two of them at the sa ti, letting force scatter through their skulls, shaking their brains, and then he landed, leaped, and broke the nose of the third one with his knee; similarly, a wave of force was scattered through his skull, shaking his brain under Eero control.
He then slipped frictionlessly and instantly appeared beside the last one, kicking his neck forcefully.
Thud!!!!
Everything happened in a flash, a silent, brutal ballet of psychic martial arts that left no visible trail of reitsu, only broken bodies.
The next mont, as if ti resud, all four gangsters fell on the ground at once, scattering the dust around; they all fell into deep coma. It's unknown whether they will heal from such trauma.
Eero turned and glanced at the only remaining gangster boss lying on the ground.
The burly gangster gulped, looking at his four henchn laying there. The horror-filled expression shrouded his face; he completely forgot his pain. Looking at Eero, he felt as if watching a demon in child form.
Eero expressionlessly walked toward his direction, his small, clean footsteps contrasting with the carnage.
"Don't co near ; you are a demon, monster; please leave alone." The boss roared, wriggling back in horror while staring at him. All his fingers and toes are broken; he can't even walk and balance on the ground.
Crack!
Instantly a cracking sound spread, his hands rotated, broken wrists sound spread, and then his ankles rotated 360 degrees.
Eero ignored his horrible creaks and continued breaking his body joints one by one with emotionless expression, each snap precise and clinical.
Crack!!
Knees and elbow joints twisted and broke, and then shoulders and thighs; finally, his head rotated 360" degrees.
Eero glanced at the bleeding eyes and ears of the burly gangster with a weird and twisted body.
"It seems souls can also bleed," Eero muttered, the observation a quiet, cold statent, and then turned around and walked toward the destination, ignoring everything he had done just now.
The spectators crowd around, clearing the surrounding area, backing away a few ters in dread and fear, while bowing their heads; they didn't dare to raise their heads, just wishing in their hearts that Eero leaves quickly and doesn't rember their appearance.
…
After crossing districts one by one, even encountering a lot of trouble on his way, Eero gained a title after dealing with all those troubles by taking extre asures.
"Demon Child,"
They nicknad him, but no one dares to talk openly about him; even so careerists wanted to search and recruit him, but no spectators or witnesses dare to give any information regarding his existence.
Everyone would have given information regarding Eero if they hadn't witnessed his cruelty with their own eyes.
Finally, after days of traveling, Eero reached the 78th district in the south of Rukongai.
"Where can I find her?" Eero muttered thoughtfully, looking around, then he decided to stay and walk through the whole 78th district streets; he would eventually find her.
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