Chapter 158 The Devil’s Incarnate

• One of the ugly, unattractive gangsters who had been called upon earlier glared at Bradley with a look of utter terror on his face. “What sort of witchcraft have you performed on us, Bradley? You’re no human; you’re a demon!” His words left a smirk on Bradley’s face. “This is known as the Itching Pain technique. You should try to remain still, or it’s going to hurt you really badly.”
• All the men on the ground no longer attempted to move or struggle with their itchiness after they heard what he said. They could feel it too; they felt a searing pain in their bodies along with an itchiness on their skin whenever they moved around. Red staggered backward after he turned around to see all his mates suffering on the ground. He glanced at Bradley with his terror-filled eyes, but Bradley simply reached a finger out and gestured for Red to get closer to him. “Weren’t you being really aggressive earlier? Why don’t we have a one-on-one match against each other since the rest of your men are down?”
• Red took another few steps back as his face twisted with fear. “I don’t want to fight you alone. I’m not your opponent, anyway. No hero would force someone else to engage in a fight with him, right? Why don’t you let me go, hero?” he stammered.