Chapter 1372 - Encountering Ruffians in a Dark Alley (1) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Winston had noticed it the instant he came to this new world. He only wanted to hug his mate tightly, never leaving her ever again.

Therefore, he turned into his human form while in midair, then landed on the floor in a half-kneeling position. Although he had gotten skinnier, his human form body was still muscular and filled with power.

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His breathing was heavy. Looking from afar, it was as if one was able to hear the sound of his breathing.

In a secluded, quiet, and dirty alley, a bunch of ruffians had surrounded a young man, asking him for money. When they heard the sound, all of them looked over in unison.

A naked man stood up from a half-kneeling position. When he stood up, his muscles and bones looked even more magnificent than a martial arts celebrity from Europe or America.

“Terminator?” A voice rang out from the crowd. The person had probably watched too many science-fiction movies.

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Someone smirked. Even though the person felt a little scared, with more people on his side, that bit of terror was replaced by numbness.

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Winston walked outside in large strides, but his path was blocked by the ruffians.

“If you don’t wish to die, scram to one side.” The leader, a bald man, had a wooden rod resting on his shoulder as he raised his chin arrogantly while speaking to Winston. If it wasn’t because the other party wasn’t even wearing a single piece of clothing, he’d rob him too.

Winston walked straight on without averting his gaze. He passed by the “road barrier”, grabbed the other party by their arm, then tossed them casually. The bald man instantly flew away like a kite.

A commotion broke out in the group. Everyone immediately backed off, creating a circle around him.

Winston didn’t slow down. He merely threw a glance at the clothes the humans were wearing and then looked at his own body.

The bald man fell to the ground, shattering half of a front tooth, and half of his face was covered in blood. Enraged, he got back up to his teeth and raised the wooden rod to smash it toward the back of Winston’s head.