The Strongest Beast Tamer - 141 Small-Time Thugs

Walking towards the bank the group weaved through the crowd, trailing closely behind Burnie who seemed to know the city like the back of his hand. When they finally reached the bank the group looked at it, the building was only one story and attached to the roof was a sign saying, “World Bank”

“We’ll stay out here, Flynn, you go inside and take care of your business,” Chloe said and Flynn responded with a nod. The rest of them waited outside along with Burnie, they leaned against the bank wall watching the crowds of people move past.

Lachlan sighed before turning to Burnie. “So, where exactly are you planning on taking us?”

Burnie scratched his head. “Well, my first idea was to stop off at a restaurant or cafe to get a quick bite. All the fighting makes me hungry.” Burnie rubbed his slightly bulging belly.

The group faintly laughed before noticing a small boy staring at them from a distance, he was behind a garbage bin, poking his head around the corner staring at them with his big round eyes. A woman which seemed to be his mother walked up to him, squatting down before asking him a few questions that the group couldn’t hear.

The pair walked over to the group, the woman took a step forward ahead of the boy. “My boy was wondering if you would allow him to take a picture with you all. He says your cosplay is rather amazing and out of this world.”

The boy was holding onto his phone by his mother’s side, one of his arm wrapped around her leg.

“We would love to,” Lachlan stepped forward and said before squatting down, gesturing the young boy to come over. The boy, very shyly moved over, taking his time before finally reaching Lachlan.

Opening his phone’s camera he held it out to his mother, she nodded with a bright smile before taking the phone and holding it up. Most of the group happily posed for the photo, Simon was slightly fuming in the background while Pedro, Elena, Valentina, and Burnie stood back. Feeling slightly uncomfortable.

“3, 2, 1,” Taking a few photos the mother put a thumbs up before handing the phone back to her son. He looked through the photos with a wide smile, he turned to the group and thanked them before walking off with his mother.

“That wasn’t too bad,” Lachlan said as he leaned back against the wall.

“What are you talking about. This isn’t some type of common cosplay, this is an armour set fit for a warrior,” Simon said proudly. “This armour is all I need to annihilate this entire city, taking down one building after the other before just leaving through the small manhole exit.”

“Yeah, yeah, it isn’t as though there’s plenty of people here who could group together to beat you. Remember, there’s plenty of strength in numbers but I will say, as of right now, most of those numbers won’t be able to scratch you,” Lachlan said as he brushed the topic off. “Not to mention you’ll become the most wanted man on the planet due to your dangerous nature and crazy strength.”

“Exactly, then they’ll be recognising me for my overwhelming strength,” Simon said proudly as he lifted his head up and placed his fingertips at his chest.

Standing at the back Burnie walked up to Chloe and asked, “Do they always talk like this? Like seriously, I feel as though there are a million eyes staring at the group right now because of what he just said.”

Chloe sighed and her head fell. “Unfortunately yes, yes they do always talk like this, Simon especially. Why? There some kind of problem with that other than the million stares?”

“Well obviously, some people would take it that he’s underestimating our city and try picking fights with him. Not to mention his wacky clothing doesn’t help in giving him a strong type of appearance,” Burnie facepalmed as he explained. “Oh, boy, here’s some trouble coming right now.”

“Oi you there with the weird outfit, you trying to say you could defeat all of us by yourself,” A group of thugs walked over, their bodies covered in tattoos, piercings and they had crazy hairstyles. They looked like they just came out of some fantasy story.

The leader of the group who had a purple mohawk slightly bent over and spate as he talked. “Ay, are you listening or have you already pissed yourself in fear? Does the little cosplayer want to go back to his mummy?”

Having enough of the insults Simon reached out and grabbed hold of the man’s head, lifting him off the ground. Simon released an intense killing intent, filled with arrogance. “Does the little thug have nothing useful to do with his life? Wasting it in the streets underground because you’re too weak to ever fight on top.”

Simon slightly tightened his grip, the leader of the thugs freaked out as he felt as though his head was going to pop. “What the hell are you all doing?! Beat the crap out of this guy already! There’s no way he could take on all of us!”

That was the worst thing he could have said, as all his underlings began running up to Simon throwing punches or attempting to hit him with bats.

All the attacks rebounded off of Simon like it was nothing, his armour continued to give off a purple sheen, not a single scratch could be seen on his Armour. Simon grinned widely, sending chills down the thugs’ spines.

“It seems I can take you all on.” The leader’s eyes constricted, he felt the grip on his face tightened even more. He could feel his head beginning to burst but before that he felt his body get dragged through the air, his head going towards the ground.

*Bang!*

Smashed against the ground the leader was knocked unconscious instantly and his lackeys were stunned, unsure of what to do. Simon stood back up, stretching his muscles and cracking his bones. Holding up his hand Simon gestured for them to attack him.

The underlings ran towards him but weren’t preparing to swing or anything, they swiftly ran around Simon and grabbed hold of their leader before running away. Weaving through the crowds of people, disappearing from Simon’s sight.

“Tsk, disappointments,” Simon muttered under his breath.

“I wonder, this won’t lead to another, bigger gang leader coming after us right?” Lachlan asked with concern. He felt himself lay a flag right then and there, one that’ll be waiting a couple of minutes before coming back with an entire criminal organisation.

“Fortunately no, that small-time thug has no backing whatsoever. Rather, I think it was because his parents abandoned him that he became a thug,” Burnie reassured Lachlan who had a sigh of relief.

“Of come on you can’t be telling me that now. Now I feel slightly bad for the guy,” Simon complained as he threw his hands into the air. “Granted, if he still acted the same, even with all that information I would still beat his arse.”

After all that happened Flynn finally came back out. “Alright, so my bank was opened back up and there was a whole lot more money in it. Seemingly coming from the government as thanks for the information of hybrids.”

“Great, let’s get something to eat,” Chloe said before turning to Burnie. “Could you take us somewhere where there’s a lot of traditional food, you know, Mexican food, Asian food, that kind of stuff.”

“Of course,” Burnie nodded before walking off. Chloe gave Predo and Elena a thumbs up before following behind Burnie, followed by the rest of the group.

When they finally reached their destination the group was stunned by the hustling crowd, walking through street vendors that covered the sides of the streets. There were the sounds of street vendors shouting out bargains loudly, adults talking and laughing along with the gigglish laughter of small children.

“Welcome to World Street, commonly known for its cuisine that comes from around the world,” Burnie said as he gestured with his arms towards the street. “This place has just about everything there is around the world.”

Walking past the vendors the group was in awe and disgusted at the same time, there was plenty of food that made their stomach churn. One old lady was selling roasted frog-toe, the kebab was only large enough to fit the frog’s toe on it.

The old lady was holding a hot and steaming one in her hands. “Come up and buy 1, get 1 free!”

The group watched as a young couple hesitated before finally going up to buy it. The old lady was smiling joyfully as the couple bought it; when they tried it out their faces turned to that of bliss. “What the hell, this is actually so good.”

Lachlan turned to Phoebe but before he could get a word out Phoebe already had her hand up. “Nope, no way, we aren’t eating that even if it tastes good.”

“Hey, where did Pedro, Elena, and Valentina go?” Zoe asked with concern when she noticed they were missing.

“Oh, they asked where the European vendors are located before storming off towards them,” Burnie said before shrugging his shoulders. “They seemed to be in a rush to do something, I don’t know what.”

“Oh well, we’ll meet up with them later; as for now, let’s get something to eat,” Flynn said before turning to Burnie. “So, where would you recommend us to go?”

“Oi, purple boy, what do you think you’re doing stealing my armour from me.” A youngish Asian boy came up to Simon and placed his hand on Simon’s shoulder. “You’re going to have to give it back to me before things get rough.”

Lachlan turned to Burnie. “What’s this?”

Burnie scratched his head from embarrassment. “Well, this street is run by an Asian gang. They usually take what they want through force and it seems they have their owns on your friend’s armour.”

Lachlan felt as though this day couldn’t get any more troublesome. “I suppose it was a good idea to get Simon to wear that, at least he’s dragging all the attention towards him. The armour’s description and abilities are really working.”

‘Master, can I beat these ruffians up?’ Aaron asked abruptly.

‘And why would I do that? I don’t want these thugs dead, just scared. And although arrogant, Simon should be able to do at least that’ Lachlan said. ‘You shouldn’t be wasting your energy on things like this, you should be saving it until we meet a worthy opponent.’

Lachlan watched up as the fight rilled up when Simon responded to the Asian man with the same arrogance as he always does. “Your armour? Huh, don’t make me laugh. You wouldn’t even be able to put this armour even if you had another 100 years to your life.”

The young Asian man’s face twitched, he let go of Simon’s shoulder before flicking his finger. A bat came from the crowd, swinging towards Simon’s legs. When it hit a loud clanging sound echoed the streets, holding the bat up it had turned into a U shape.

Simon reached behind him and grabbed onto the attacker’s face, twisting his body Simon threw the attacked at the young Asian man, smashing him right in the face. “Tsk, pesky insects seem to be drawn towards me.”

Laying on the ground the young Asian shouted. “What the hell are you all doing! Fuckin get them!”

The crowd dispersed as more of the young Asian’s lackeys revealed themselves. They surrounded the ground, holding onto weapons such as bats and knives. The young Asian smiled. “Scared now aren’t you, that’s what you get for messing with us.”

The lackeys attacked at once, Lachlan and Joe protected Burnie and Flynn, the others stood their ground. Watching the knives and bats come at them they reacted as though they hadn’t noticed them.

As the knives and bats hit their targets the sounds of metal bending and breaking could be heard. The lackeys held up their weapons, the knifes had been both shattered and bent while the bats were all U shape. Using his control over the wind Lachlan blew all the thugs into the air and off the street.

Scared to death the lackeys all got up and ran away, leaving the young Asian by himself. Scared to death the young man pissed himself, his body shaking in place his head fell down. He had fainted from the shock.

Simon turned to Burnie. “We can leave him here right?”

Burnie nodded silently while internally thinking, ‘What the hell, what are these people? Are they human? Are they going to eat me next? Oh no, can they read my thoughts? Shit, don’t think, don’t think, don’t think.”

“So, what do you all want to eat?” Burnie asked politely.

“Curry!” Lachlan shouted. “I haven’t eaten curry in a long time, but now that we’re here there’s bound to be a good curry place right?”

“Yes, yes, of course there is, follow me,” Burnie said before escorting them to the Indian section of the street vendors.