I work as a sorcerer in the US, and my side hustle is building Gundams.

Chapter 93: In my opinion, we should just kill him.

"boom!"

The imp's flaming arrow struck the burly robber's hand squarely, sending his Gru LCP2 flying and sliding into the corner of the bedroom where the bookshelf was located.

"What the fk? What just happened?"

The other robbers were so frightened by what they saw that their eyes popped out of their sockets!

In their view, that corner was empty; how did such a huge fireball suddenly appear?

Did I see a ghost?

The burly man was clutching his right hand, which had lost a little finger and a middle finger, and cried out in pain!

"Devils! They're all devils! Shoot them dead!"

He shouted, and the three robbers next to him came to their senses and raised their hands to fire at Lynn and the others!

"Ah! My hand, what happened to my hand?"

But just as the other black robber raised his gun, his hands suddenly fell limply to the ground. He found that his hands were like cripples, limp and powerless!

At that moment, another fireball the size of a fist shot out from that corner and struck the short white robber, breaking two of his fingers and knocking his pistol away!

This time, the bandits finally saw clearly that the one who released the fireball from that corner was a strange, small, black monster that looked like a demon from hell in legends!

At that moment, in the blink of an eye, Mike and DeShawn immediately lowered their raised hands, drew their pistols from their waists, and fired at the remaining robber. Mike's bullet hit his left hand, and DeShawn's finger hit his right arm. The robber was in so much pain that he immediately dropped his gun and rolled on the ground in agony, clutching his arm and groaning!

In those few split seconds, all four robbers were rendered incapacitated.

Naztim's record: 2.

Lynn's record: 1.

Mike Gardshaun's record: 1.

"Watch out, he's reaching for a gun!"

At that moment, the enormous Daniel immediately pounced on the first guy who had been hit by the imp's fireball!

It turned out that the burly robber had pulled out a Glock from his waist and was about to pull the trigger at Lynn with one hand!

But the sharp-eyed Daniel tackled him to the ground, and the bullet he fired "bang" shot towards the ceiling, causing a lot of dust to fall from the ceiling!

Fortunately, perhaps out of caution, all eight people on both sides coincidentally installed silencers on their guns!

Therefore, the first few shots fired made almost no noise, so there was no need to worry about the loud gunfire disturbing the neighbors or the nearby police station.

But the quick-witted DeShawn immediately rushed to the window, pulled back a corner of the curtain, and looked warily at the street.

The others, guns drawn, cornered the uninvited robbers against the wall, holding their breath and awaiting DeShawn's assessment.

"Nobody's paying attention to us, we're safe!"

Two minutes later, DeShawn finally breathed a sigh of relief and waved in their direction.

"Hey man, you guys' found a treasure trove of DB Cooper, haven't you?"

Even with a gun pointed at him and two of his fingers broken, the black robber still couldn't resist peeking out at what was under the floorboards that had been torn up in the middle of the room.

Several palm-sized areas have emerged from the surface of the light blue stainless steel box, making it clear to anyone that a treasure chest containing important items is buried here.

"How did you know?"

Lynn didn't answer, but instead pressed the gun against his chin and asked a question in return.

"Everyone in Portland knows this legend; it's been around for decades. I never thought you guys would actually find it—"

The burly robber had resigned himself to his fate. Holding his hand, from which two fingers were severed and blood was dripping, he said in anguish.

"Stop wasting time talking to them. What's the boss going to do with these people? They already know our purpose and that we've succeeded."

Daniel had already taken a thick rope from the pile of tools next to him and tied it to the hands of these men. He looked at them as if they were lambs to the slaughter. No wonder he was a veteran thug who had spent a long time on the streets.

"If you ask me, we should just kill him, then transport him to the outskirts and bury him somewhere unnoticed."

DeShawn completely agreed with his old partner's opinion, and Wolf nodded firmly.

Mike didn't speak, but the look in his eyes as he looked at Lynn showed that he agreed with this.

Lynn himself knew that if it were any other time, he would have let these people go.

But now the box below is filled with $20 in cash!

If we just release them like that, a lot of bad rumors about us will definitely spread, and soon they will spread throughout Portland, King County, and even the whole of Washington state!

What's the most crucial thing? The most crucial thing is that they saw the imp and the fire arrows it fired!

This information must not be leaked!

DeShawn raised his pistol, made up his mind, pressed the muzzle against the burly robber's face, turned to look at Lynn, and waited for the boss to speak before he cleanly and efficiently finished off these men.

Lynn was also numb at this point. He had originally planned to sneak in, pick the lock, grab the stuff, and leave.

Instead, they encountered these clueless robbers, resulting in the loss of four lives for no reason!

"No, no, please don't kill us! We didn't see anything, did we?"

The black robber instantly turned cowardly and hurriedly begged for mercy. At the same time, he looked at his accomplices and urged them to quickly express their stance as well!

"Heh, do you think we'd believe you? The moment you turn around and leave, you'll betray us, and the whole of King County will know that DB Cooper's treasure has been taken, and there's a devil who can shoot fireballs—"

DeShawn pressed the gun harder, his finger already on the trigger, ready to fire.

"Wait a minute."

Lynn stopped DeShawn's impulsive act again, and at the same time opened the system panel and clicked the view button on the robbers.

Bruce Randall, a meticulous, efficient, and determined forest troll, whose mother, Mary Randall, is terminally ill with pneumonia due to long waiting times for timely treatment, has developed a deep distrust and anger towards the American healthcare system. Therefore, he forms a drug-hunting team specifically to steal prescription drugs.

"So that's how it is—"

Lynn nodded and aimed the panel at the next target.

Next, Lynn looked at the information of three other robbers. Without exception, they all had family members who had gone to the hospital for treatment of serious illnesses, but the treatment had been delayed for more than half a year and the illnesses had become terminal.

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