Becoming a Phantom Thief from the World of American Comics

Chapter 116 Could This Be...Kicking You On An Empty Stomach?

"Hey! You two little trash over there, didn't you hear me? Hand over your money!"

"Do you want to get poked in the ass with my baseball bat?"

The big man pointed at Dean and Cassandra with a baseball bat flat, and threatened viciously.

Dean glanced back cautiously and thoughtlessly, and silently confirmed that there was no ambush behind him.

He was already unable to complain about these three bullies who called themselves the 'Masked Gang'.

Roadblocking and robbery are really just blocking the way?

Doesn't the back road need to be blocked?

I was thinking that you don't have guns in your hands, are you not afraid of people running away?

If all the kidnappers in Gotham were at this level, then Batman would probably be able to retire directly.

Even more than half of the GCPD's criminal police have to change their careers to become urban management...

I saw the big guy winking at the two younger brothers, and the three of them took up weapons and outflanked Dean and them at the same time.

Dean shook his head helplessly, the alleys of Gotham are really magical places, no matter what kind of people and things can be seen in it.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Cassandra, who had been silent beside Dean, suddenly rushed out.

The speed was far faster than what Dean saw just now, and the whole person seemed to turn into a long and narrow black shadow, quickly approaching the three bullies in front.

And these three smart people didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, and when they saw the slender little girl rushing over, they immediately burst out laughing.

"Look, the little girl's expression is really scary, I'm so scared, I really want to go home and find my mother!"

The leading big man winked and laughed.

"There's also the thin-skinned monkey on the opposite side. We were so scared that we didn't dare to move. It must be... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain came from his calf.

It turned out that Cassandra had sprinted in front of the big man at some point and kicked him on the calf.

Click!

There was a crisp bone breaking sound, accompanied by the scream of the big man.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Xie Te! Fake! How dare you bitch?"

The big man hugged his injured leg and rolled around on the ground.

"It hurts! It hurts! Mom! Mom!"

"Boss!"

Seeing that their boss was hit in seconds, the two younger brothers behind him didn't hesitate at all, picked up the baseball bat and yelled at Cassandra.

Cassandra dodged the attack lightly by turning sideways, and then took advantage of her petite stature to slip through the gap between the two younger brothers.

Immediately after returning back and forth, a sweeper kicked the younger brother on the right.

The little brother on the left was shocked, and quickly swung a baseball bat at Cassandra.

Cassandra stood up from the ground in lightning speed, and when he just started to swing the bat, the former's hand had already reached his hand holding the bat tightly.

I saw Cassandra slapped the younger brother's wrist quite cleverly. The latter unconsciously let go of his hand under the pain, and the baseball bat fell to the ground automatically.

At this time, the little brother who had just been kicked down was just about to stand up from the ground.

Cassandra didn't change her face, and hit her brother's ribs with an elbow, and the crisp "click" sounded again, this time not one, but several!

The little boy suddenly leaned forward, his face contorted in pain, his mouth widened but he couldn't utter a scream.

It wasn't over yet, after the elbow hit, Cassandra immediately grabbed his arm and put it on her shoulder, throwing him over the shoulder on the spot.

Just happened to collide with the younger brother who had just stood up, and the heavy force caused the two of them to fall backward together, falling to the ground and forming an Arhat.

Poor little brother, just stood up and didn't understand what happened at that moment, when a person flew over and hit him, under such an impact, he lost consciousness as soon as he fell to the ground.

Although the companion on top of him was still conscious, several ribs were broken by Cassandra. The severe pain made his face extremely hideous, and it was obvious that he could no longer fight back.

After doing all this, Cassandra stood there expressionless.

On her left is a big man hugging her legs and crying non-stop, and on her right are two little brothers lying on the ground stacked on top of each other.

It was too late to say, but it was fast at that time. The whole process seemed complicated, but in fact it was completed within a few seconds.

Cassandra's movements are precise and quick, without any sloppiness. Every move is directly aimed at the purpose of incapacitating people, and the moves are fierce, casually breaking people's bones without feeling guilty. Not even a little hesitation.

It seems that being broken bones is just a very common thing in her opinion.

Is it normal for a fourteen-year-old girl to behave like this?

And her movements don't look like they were typed randomly, but rather like they have been professionally trained.

To put it bluntly... Just like Robin, he has experienced hundreds of battles at a young age and has become a good fighter.

Dean, who watched the whole process, thought so.

"Fortunately, I prepared these, and now it seems useless."

Dean looked down at the few stones in his hand and thought to himself.

hiss--

On the other side, Mackey, who was being bullied in the corner, saw what happened just now, and couldn't help but gasped.

He thought of Cassandra's Asian appearance, and couldn't help but feel moved.

Could this be the legendary... Kicking Si on an empty stomach?

At this moment, Cassandra turned around, beckoned to Dean at the entrance of the alley, and made several gestures.

"Don't be afraid, come here quickly, the bad guy has been beaten down by me."

What she didn't see was that behind her, the man with glasses, Mackey, who was sitting slumped against the wall and cowering, suddenly changed his face.

Mackey took out a small pistol out of nowhere, and pointed it at Cassandra quietly.

"Those three idiots are really useless, they can't beat a little girl? Thanks to me cooperating with them in this extremely stupid play."

"I've never seen the little girl. She's wearing cheap clothes. I don't think you can get much. But the man over there, if I remember correctly, seems to be Dean Suston, a famous and talented magician, He must be rich..."

Mackey glanced at Dean greedily, and then looked at Cassandra, "As long as you kill this little girl who will kick your empty stomach, then Dean Suston will not be able to escape my grasp !"

Thinking about what kind of life he would lead after taking away the property of the Sarston family, Mackey grinned and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a stone flew over from nowhere and hit Mackey's hand holding the gun.

"ah!"

The force on the stone was so strong that Mackey subconsciously let go of the pain.

When Cassandra heard the movement, she turned her head in an instant, and saw the picture of Mackey dropping the pistol at a glance.

It was not difficult to see that Mackey was planning to hurt himself just now.

At this moment, Cassandra was surprisingly angry. The person she was protecting one second was going to kill herself the next second!