Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 150

Chapter 150 - "Play"

After a while, Victor picked up his glass, wanting to drink from it.

Tyron stretched out his hand and pressed the glass back down again.

Victor suddenly understood, "I can't eat or drink the things here? Is the hotel their stronghold?"

The old antique nodded approvingly.

Victor took advantage of how nobody here could understand his words and continued, "How long do we have to wait?"

"Wait until they've had enough of watching, or..." Tyron thought for a moment and casually picked up a water glass, throwing it at the bar.

There was a loud crash.

Everyone was startled by the noise. Victor's hair almost stood on end.

After Tyron had smashed the glass, he set his long legs up on the table and immediately started giving off the aura of a great demon king.

The old proprietress hastily cleaned up the bar but didn't say a single word of rebuke to Tyron. This was what made Victor finally notice the strange atmosphere in the hotel.

At this time, the great demon king spoke coldly, "Before I had come in, I gave you guys five minutes of time. Now, you've already used it all up. Wasting my time is wasting your own lives, you know?"

As he had finished speaking, someone came up from behind them.

Tyron raised his hand and threw the man to the ground directly. He stepped on him with a booted foot and said, "Show me the way or die."

A few seconds later, someone else came to show the way. After taking a look at Victor, they said, "He can't go in."

As soon as their voice had sounded out, Tyron suddenly flashed a knife.

The knife flashed so quickly that Victor had only been able to catch a small glimpse of it before a shallow cut appeared on the guide's lips.

Tyron: "I'll give you one chance to say the right words."

The guide stopped moving for a moment, then spoke respectfully, "The other gentleman doesn't need to go in."

Tyron didn't hesitate to withdraw the knife. He bowed his head to look at Victor and said, "Wait here for a moment. Do you have your gun? If necessary, just kill one directly. People here will pick on easy targets. You need to be more--"

"Willing to be generous!" Victor's eyes were glowing as he interrupted. He pulled open his coat and showed Tyron his tactical belt, "Actually, I've brought with me a set of tactical mines! And timers!"

Tyron looked at the collection, "......"

Victor continued, "If they dare try to bully you with numbers, you can whistle--don't worry, when I calculate the blasting power, the error margin won't exceed 1%."

The great demon king suddenly felt a little desolate. He'd only made preparations for a worst case scenario of washing this place with blood, but his Vic had already made preparations to raze the whole place to the ground...

Tyron went in. Victor sat outside, smiling broadly as he continued to look around at this place that was filled with new and exotic things.

Two minutes later, the group of assassins' eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

Victor took out a test tube of strong corrosive liquid and melted down their cup of poison. After that, he looked at the residue and set it on fire.