I’m Someone Else

Chapter 316

Chapter 316

What’s wrong? Where did your arrogance go? Oops, two of your friends are dead, huh? Bet you’re happy now. Come on, laugh.

The intruders were unlucky. Body toning was split into different stages, and just when they were about to kill the lads, Thomas had just finished one round of toning and noticed what was going outside.

Thomas was plopped on the couch in the lounge, huffing and puffing. His body was covered in scabs. That was the price he had to pay to raise his power in a short time.

He would have liked to kill all four of them right away, but he couldn’t, at least not at the moment. He was in a weakened state. Even holding up his gun took a lot of strength. Otherwise, he would’ve gone out and killed all four intruders instead of hiding in the villa.

Two minutes later, Thomas regained barely enough strength to move. He found a piece of paper, wrote down a formula on it, and tossed it out. “Sean, William, brew the medicine according to this formula and drink everything. It’ll help with recovery.”

“Thank you, Thomas.”

Thomas went back to his room silently, preparing for the next round of body toning. He thought it was a stroke of luck just now that he managed to save his friends. He finished his body toning in time, or his friends would’ve been killed too. After his friends were killed, the intruders would come after him. Thomas knew full well that he was their real target.

The sound of tires screeching to a halt pierced the air. Samuel and everyone else had arrived. When they saw the bloodbath in the villa, they inhaled sharply. Samuel and John charged right to the villa’s entrance where they saw their grandsons. “Are you lads alright? Should we take you to the hospital?”

William handed the paper to Samuel. “It’s alright, Grandpa. Just prepare the things listed on this paper. This is from Thomas.”

“Sure thing.” Samuel took the paper and told his men to buy the herbs.

John asked, “What on earth happened here?”

Sean smiled. “Don’t worry, Grandpa. It’s alright now, all thanks to Thomas. But the guards are…”

Sean then explained everything, and the story shocked John and the others. What? Thomas killed two of the four killers without even stepping out of the door? And one of the shots he fired blew off a killer’s hand and heart? He sure has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Raymond’s eyes were wide with shock, and he was in a stupor. If Samuel is right about Thomas gaining incredible power once his training is done, then he’d be a monster. He’d be in a different league altogether. Raymond was glad that his family was friends with Thomas, or the guy might wipe them all out someday.

Samuel summoned his bodyguards and told them to give the men who died a grand burial. Whenever he looked at the corpses, he wanted to scream. These were his family’s warriors, and yet they died just like that. Of course he felt pain.

“How dare you send your men to my turf, you old monsters? Just you wait. I’ll have my revenge eventually.”

John patted his friend’s shoulder. “Alright, calm down. Thomas did say their days are numbered.”

Half of the guards who died belonged to the Morton Family, so of course John was angry. The old monsters might be powerful, but they were not invincible. John trusted Thomas. Just as Thomas promised, the old monsters’ days were numbered. Thomas would fight them eventually.

If anyone else had said that to the old monsters, they would be laughed at, but not when the one who made that promise was Thomas. That was his ultimatum.

The families’ martial arts experts walked around, observing the traces of the battle, and they shook their heads.

“They were good fighters, the intruders. What I don’t understand is how someone like them could be killed by mere guns?”

Guns were powerful, that was for sure, but if a fighter trained their body enough, they wouldn’t fear bullets. The more powerful someone was, the better their speed and reaction were. Eventually, they would be fast enough to dodge bullets.

“This is not out of the norm for him. Not the first time he’s surprised us, old friend.”

The martial arts expert from the Peralta Family paused for a moment, then he nodded with a smile. “True.”

The martial arts expert from the Elliott Family was focused on something else. He was holding the formula Thomas gave to William and Sean, tongue-tied in awe. “My God…”

The combination of these herbs is marvelous. The Elliotts were a family of healers, and they too had precious medical books, but compared to the formula Thomas wrote, the knowledge in the books were nothing. How talented of a doctor is he?

The Peralta expert patted the Elliott expert’s shoulder. “Stop gawking. Alright, one question. Who’s the most skilled doctor in this nation?”

“Quincy Hofstead, obviously. Is that a trick question?”

“No, and you got it wrong,” Raymond said. “Quincy told me that the reason he’s improved so much lately is due to Thomas’ teachings. It’s just natural that Thomas could come up with a formula this good.”

“What?” The Elliott expert’s eyes were wide as saucepans. Wow, out with the old, I say.

“That formula is the least of the surprises he can give us. He can heal the complications caused by our incessant training too,” said the Morton expert. “That’s why we said this isn’t the first time he has surprised us.”

Back then during John’s birthday, Thomas already figured out that John was facing some health complications. Once the banquet was over, he asked around and found out that the complications were caused by his years of training. Thomas then wrote down a formula and asked John to brew the medicine written on the paper. John had his doubts, but he tried it out, and the results shocked him.