Chapter 152 The Hub (Part IV)

[Third Person POV]

"I didn't expect someone to destroy my puppet after one visitor."

A person with a robe that covered itself a whole sat down in the store and stared at Hanny, which was shattered into pieces. With the robe and neutral-sounding voice, it was hard to tell who was in it.

"There, as good as new. Welcome back, Hanny."

From the person in the robe, Hanny, the broken clay had been repaired in a blink of an eye. With it being repaired, it danced and spun around, happy that it was alive.

"I'm back!!!"

"What did you do this time to annoying a visitor?"

"Boss!!! You won't believe this!!! The Hooman took the ring!!! I tried to warn him from taking it, but he destroyed me!!! Boss!!! You gotta avenge me!!!"

Hanny complained to its boss and urged the boss to avenge it. The one in the robe seems unresponsive, hearing what Hanny says.

"Did the visitor take something else?"

"Yeah!!! At first, he wasn't going to take the ring!!! But once he took the first artifact, he had complete confidence in taking the ring!!!"

"Did you remember what artifact did he take?"

Hanny tried to remember what Charles had taken. It was hard for him when he had been smashed into pieces. When an idea popped up, he gladly told his boss.

"I remember!!! It was a white orb!!! I can't believe I had forgotten!!! With how shiny it was, it was impossible not to remember!!!"

"So it's that artifact... You won't have to be worried about the ring being taken unless the person who took the ring was cruel."

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Charles was on a sadistic spree. Three people were under his foot, Charles interrogating them, looking for answers.

Five minutes before this event, after Charles left the shady artifact place. Charles's next destination was to start a gang or to take over one. Whichever works best.

In the city, there was an easy way for him to find where a group of thugs could hide. And that was to find any alleyway. While searching, it only took two minutes for Charles to find a local gang member.

"Hello."

He teleported in front of them, greeting his first step. Everyone who heard Charles was spooked because he popped out of nowhere.

"What do you want?"

One of the gang members tried to remain composed and did his best to intimidate our main protagonist.

"You guys are in a gang right?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"How about you lead me to your base?"

The three members here stared at Charles, thinking he must be retarded if they were going to do that.

"And why would we do that?"

"Cause I won't hurt you if you do."

With the hostility shown by Charles, they knew that this fight was unavoidable. As someone who is part of a gang, they couldn't afford to show Charles where their base is unless it was something important.

These three thugs weren't the ordinary people that one would see in a second-rank world. All three were at least as strong as Charles in terms of physical strength.

"You ain't getting through us without beating us!"

The battle with these three was about to begin. Charles needed to overwhelm them, so he used his curse to petrify them.

"I can't kill you, but torture doesn't break any rules."

"So before I hurt any of you, do you want to tell me your gangs location?"

"Even if you beat us! Our entire member will get revenge for us!"

Charles had only petrified their legs, so the three could still open their mouths. With that said, Charles hoped one of the gang members would say that.

"Then that makes it easier."

For the next two minutes, Charles beat them into submission. There were red with a black spot on their eyes.

"Do you want to lead the way?"

"Yes..."

They couldn't cry. With how painful it was to make their faces move, it was better to try not to put any emotions on their face. The three gang members led the way, and Charles followed from behind.

These three didn't need to walk a long distance. Their hideout was a five minutes worth of walk away.

"Boss... We have a guest."

Seeing that three of his underlings were injured in the face, he stared at Charles and figured he was the one who did this to them.

"Are you the one that hurt my men?"

"Yes. I have decided to take over this gang."

Being told his gang would be taken over in his face didn't sit right with him. It wouldn't sit right with anyone.

"You dare to do something like this?"

"You're lucky us killing you would result in us leaving this hub. But we're still going to teach you a lesson for messing with my gang!"

"That's fine. I need to teach my new members a lesson."

Inside their base, there were twenty people. It was unknown whether this was everyone, but everyone here was engaged in combat.

Charles here needed to show dominance. He didn't want these people to rebel when he was away. The ring on his hand certainly could do the work, but he wasn't here to mind fuck anyone.

The twenty people here were frozen stiff. Like last time, the three that were previously frozen knew what was going to happen. The same move had brutally beaten them.

Luckily the three of them weren't going to be beaten since they had already submitted to allowing them to be free from all the pain.

As for the beatdown of twenty men, it took only a minute for each for all of them to listen. As for the boss, he was resilient.

"All of your men have joined my side. Don't you think it pathetic to try to stand tall when all of your men have left you?"

"My men may have left... But my pride simply doesn't allow it..."

To Charles, it would be a shame if he lost someone like this. If he can't convince him with force, he will have to do it with other necessary means.