No matter how strong the opponent’s power was, Monkey Spanner always moved with a group, which made it significantly challenging for even heroes to take them out in one fell swoop. This was especially true because, with a few exceptions, heroes typically subdued villains rather than killing them, which ironically made escape easier. In other words, while Monkey Spanner had experienced defeat, he had never gone through something like this before. Never.
His subordinates, his comrades—those with whom he had braved dangerous territory and shared thick and thin—they were all practically family. When he suggested going to Mexico, didn’t they all follow him? Although they had lost a significant number of people there, that very fact meant those remaining were considered the elite.
But now, his comrades, in an instant… Monkey Spanner looked around. The hostages had been sitting down, and his subordinates standing, guns aimed. But suddenly, there was no one standing. What on earth had happened?
He had charged at that masked figure to stomp him into the ground. But the moment he lunged, the figure wasn’t there. And somehow, the masked figure was already sitting in the chair Monkey Spanner had been occupying. Flicking his finger nonchalantly, in an instant…
Before anyone could regain their consciousness, all the guns held by his subordinates flew through the air.
Simultaneously…
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of guns fired at once, and along with the screams of the hostages, blood splattered all over the space. The standing figures were no longer.
Caught off guard by the sudden gunfire and the terrorists collapsing onto their side, the hostages descended into panic, and Monkey Spanner, witnessing the situation unfold so rapidly, fell into shock too.
Was this really happening? All those people, they were just… gone? Was this reality?
“Kyaaaahhhhh!!!”
The shrill screams of the hostages were the only things reminding him that he was still in reality.
Staring blankly, as if in denial of the reality before him, he looked at the corpses of his subordinates. Then slowly turning his head, he saw him—the figure sitting atop a mountain of chairs. Even with a mask on, making his expression invisible, Monkey Spanner could feel the energy emanating from him. That person, with just a wave of his hand, had disposed of his subordinates who had fought by his side for years, as easily as if swatting away annoying flies. There was an air of nonchalance about him, as if not having exerted any effort at all, like it was merely a nuisance.
And it was then that Monkey Spanner realized. Ah, that man was no hero.
He killed people as casually as one might kill insects. He was a villain. Just like himself. And even with his stunned mind, he managed to figure something out.
That ability to move instantly behind him was teleportation. And the ability to manipulate the guns of his subordinates to cause a massacre was telekinesis. In South Korea, there was only one villain known to possess both teleportation and telekinesis.
Egostick. Yes, that was the name of the fellow. Truthfully, Monkey Spanner had never paid much attention to Egostick. It was just that the villain’s funny name kept stealing the public’s attention whenever Monkey Spanner was planning to commit a terrorist act. When he learned of the rare dual ability, he had shown a bit of interest.
However, after hearing the Hero Association’s press release declaring both the telekinesis and teleportation abilities as seemingly weak, he lost interest completely. He had heard rumors that the villain had killed three other villains, but well…
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