Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 2105: Chapter 1607: Enough, You’re a Monster (Part 2)

The people around couldn’t help but look over, all of them stunned.

”These people have a problem! Arrest them for me!” Nicholas shouted again.

The members of the Horn Class looked at those officers with surprise.

These people, have a problem?

In response to Nicholas’s judgment, those officers were only slightly taken aback, still smiling, as if they thought it was a joke.

”Nicholas, are you sure you’re not mistaken, do they really have a problem?” Falro stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

On what grounds do you claim they have a problem?

Just because they have fit muscles, maintain a good physique, have the same tattoos, don’t gobble up food?

Maybe it’s a bit hasty.

The key is, Falro and the other members of the Horn Class don’t ”want to believe” that these people have a problem, deep down.

This unwillingness to believe is not something subjective, but rather a state of mental ”relaxation” that comes after being tightly wound from extremely tense situations, where one doesn’t want to believe something bad—especially without hard evidence, irrefutable proof.

The young man looked at Nicholas and laughed.

”Hands on your head, squat down!” Nicholas demanded with no room for discussion, ”Don’t move!”

”I won’t move.” The young man nodded downwards, grinning as he spoke, ”Because...there’s no need!”

Nicholas noticed what seemed like a misty vapor coming from the young man’s pocket, similar to a water vapor, which could be easily overlooked under such visible conditions.

At the same time, Nicholas finally sensed a faint and elusive fragrance.

”Not good!” Nicholas’s face changed.

Since just now, he had felt a sense of lethargy, originally thinking it was a side effect of the tension, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case.

”Why do I feel so dizzy...”

”Me too...”

The people of the Horn Class around also began to ”react” one after another, those saying they were dizzy all collapsed haphazardly.

Even Falro succumbed.

Nicholas covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, but it seemed useless; he only felt dizziness, powerless, and even the gun in his hand felt incredibly heavy, as if he couldn’t even pull the trigger.

The young man walked up to Nicholas with a smile, gently took his weapon, and pushed him over with a light finger.

”Your senses are sharp, but our drug is sharper, entirely extracted by our people from herbs. What chemical components, I don’t know, but it works very well.” The young man said to Nicholas with a smile.

”Who are you people?!” Falro half-lying on the ground asked through gritted teeth.

He had the best physical training, but having stayed with the young man the longest, inhaled the vaporized drug most, naturally leaving him weak, though he could still remain conscious and vocalize questions.

”Obviously, we’re not the people you’re looking for; just wearing their clothes.” The young man turned to Falro, grinning as he spoke, ”The IDs are real, but we changed the photos. We also have high-tech talents.”

The young man continued, ”It was also us who requested the rescue, to lure in rescuers like you. We need your clothes, weapons, and IDs.”

”To survive locally, we were compelled to steal some things, but we’re being hunted down tightly, need to leave this place. But all means of transport are unusable, so the leader believed we could disguise as you.”

”God bless our people, this sudden small disaster, this widespread chaos, gave us the opportunity. As long as we have genuine clothes, vehicles, IDs, weapons, after some small modifications, change a license plate or photo, we can slip away.”

The young man was quite frank, revealing everything to Nicholas and Falro.

Listening to this, Nicholas felt a chill in his heart.

An audacious plan!

These are not ordinary people, nor would they be foolish enough to casually tell the truth to outsiders.

So could they be planning...

The words ”silence” sent a chill down one’s spine.

”When our leader arrives soon, it will be his decision whether to silence you completely or just tie you up here for two days, giving us time to leave,” the young man seemed to understand what Nicholas was thinking, and laughed as he said.

Having said this, the young man raised his head, the remaining members of the Horn Class were already all tied up, even their mouths gagged.

”Signal the boss, let them come over. As for the few who went scouting over there, they might have already triggered traps. Even if not, they’re no longer a threat,” the young man laughed as he gave orders.

Afterwards, he gave Nicholas and the others a disdainful smile, ”You guys are not simple, but in the end, you’re still just fledglings!”

Just as the young man finished speaking, from the darkness behind him, someone swiftly darted over, moving extremely fast, directly locking the young man’s throat from behind.

Nicholas happened to see it, and a glint of joy appeared in his eyes.

That was the driver from the patrol car, the Horn Class’s martial arts expert—”Bearman” Godo.

Judging by his nickname, you could tell how terrifying his physical skills were!

Godo hadn’t inhaled that strange smoke, was fully capable in combat, and had never failed in a sneak attack!

This young man seemed to be a small leader. As long as he was captured, everything would be resolved!

Falro also saw that ”Bearman” Godo’s strong arm had clamped the young man’s neck, and joy appeared in his eyes as well.

But just as Godo was about to succeed, the young man suddenly slipped down like an eel, escaping Godo’s control and rolling on the ground to open up distance.

”Bearman” Godo’s ambush was actually...broken?!

Nicholas and Falro were stunned.