While Kyrie was half-turned to face Fred, one of the men had taken this opportunity to attack.
The man who looked like a bodybuilder lunged at Kyrie hoping to catch him in a bear hug.
Kyrie with the aid of his passive skill: Menace was quick to side step his lunge.
The man who missed was able to adjust in time. He was quite fast for someone his size.
Immediately a punch was aimed for Kyrie's shoulder but Kyrie was quick he dodged, moving his head under the swung hand.
Going on the offensive, Kyrie transitioned his dodge into a punch of his own that aimed for the man's solar plexus.
Bam
Kyrie's punch slammed at the man but it was like hitting a brick wall.
The man with a grin on his face grabbed Kyrie by his coat, throwing him to the side into nearby crates.
Kyrie's body tore through some wooden crates. Splinters flew around even as he felt a jolt of pain in his back.
Kyrie who was amidst the smashed crates, trying to stand was pissed. He was definitely going through it right now.
His teeth gritted even as his fists folded slowly and deliberately.
He was definitely going through the gears right now.
His eyes glowed within the darkness as he rose smoothly, dusting himself for a split second.
Cold rage was evident in his eyes even while his opponent charged again.
Another punch came flying in but Kyrie reacted, catching the man's hand mid motion.
The man's eyes widened in shock as Kyrie's grip tightened up, while a crimson aura flickered in and out.
Kyrie yanked him closer using his own
momentum and Emperor's Hand pull.
The attracted man's face was met mid way by Kyrie's elbow.
Once. Twice. Three times.
Blood sprayed around, the man's nose broke.
The man staggered back, reaching for his now broken nose as he screamed in anger.
Kyrie didn't give him time to recover. Moving lower, he swept the man's legs out from under him.
Sending him falling on his side. Kyrie immediately after, leaped slightly, coming down with his knees driving into the man's temple and his chest.
It felt like it was over but the man quickly rolled out of the way.
Kyrie's knee meeting with the floor.
The man immediately tried flipping back to his feet. Shawn Michaels style.
But before he was fully up, an invisible force slammed him down again.
From above Kyrie is seen, with hand glowing crimson, casually swiping down.
The man's back met the ground with a loud thud even as Kyrie rolled forward.
Bringing his heel down on the man's throat at close proximity.
The man still disoriented couldn't react in time.
Blood burst from the man's mouth as another heel slammed on his chest this time as his eyes rolled back.
Those fighting movies from his past life were finally playing their role.
While Kyrie was fighting, so was Negan. He was able to dodge Scarface's attempt to stab him.
Side stepping while he caught the man's wrist. He snapped the man's wrist causing the knife to fall.
While this happened, he nimbly dodged the chain flung his way by the third man.
Negan focused on the one in front of him, following up with a knee to the man's midsection and an elbow to the side of his head near his ear. sending him backwards.
Negan again dodged another chain attack hoping to intercept him by vaulting over it.
He rolled in the direction of Scarface coming with an uppercut to the man who was disoriented.
Scarface tried weaving around but Negan's viciousness was too much.
Scarface was sent to the ground rolling to the side.
Negan approached the man while seemingly waving for the third man to wait for his turn.
Negan was right on top of Scarface when chain slapped at his back. A smirk on the face of the third man.
Ouch!
Negan's face contorted. He was pissed. Standing over scar face, he stomped down angrily.
The man on the ground tried blocking but he felt his wrist snap giving way as Negan's foot crushed his chest, a tiny crater formed as Scarface fainted instantly.
Both confrontations happened simultaneously with the sequence taking less than three minutes.
The man with the chain had followed his successful swing with another aimed at Negan's throat.
Kyrie, who was on high alert saw the man's assault in the nick of time.
Using Emperor's hand in the chain's direction, it stopped.
Pushing it to the side, the chain veered off course, clattering harmlessly to the side.
Negan's eyes flickered to Kyrie for a fraction of a second. Recognition and surprise in his eyes before he turned and closed the distance with the lean man.
In a blur Negan entered the man's guard,.with an uppercut that sent the man's head reeling backwards.
Negan didn't waste another moment. Keeping his body centered, he used an open palm thrust on the man's chest.
Blue light dancing at the edge of his finger tips sending the man flying into a machine even as smoke emerged from his ears while he spasmed.
Negan brought his hand down, looking at a Kyrie.
"You good?"
"Yeah," Kyrie replied, twisting his body slightly.
Fred had pressed himself against the wall, trembling. He wanted to escape, anywhere but here.
"Please don't kill me." his voice trembling.
"Did you really think hiring muscle would make your debt go away?"
"I'll get you the money. Just give me more time" he pleaded.
"You've had your time. You've squandered your chances."
Negan leaned closer.
"I don't have it! I spent it!"
"Then you have a problem."
Negan grabbed Fred by the throat, lifting him slightly. Kyrie was sure of it—Negan was superhuman.
"Here's what's going to happen. You will be giving me everything. Your warehouse and every crap you own. Then you work for me until the debt is paid. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Anything!"
Negan dropped him without a care.
"K.Y, check the back rooms."
Kyrie made his way there and the back rooms held stolen goods, tools, cloth and whiskey.
As Kyrie arranged the items, several notifications appeared:
[Mission Complete: Assist Negan in collecting the debt from Fred Hutchins - Success]
[Rewards: +500 EXP, +2 Attribute Points]
[Optional Objective Complete: Defeat enemies without sustaining major injuries - Success]
[Enemies Defeated: 1]
[Rewards: +200 EXP, +1 Strength]
[Current EXP: 1150]
He dismissed the notifications. He would handle them later.
He moved back into the main warehouse.
Negan had Fred signing transfer papers.
"Find anything good?" Negan asked
"Few thousand crowns worth of goods. Maybe more."
"It's better than nothing." Negan said as he placed the signed papers in his coat.
"I will get someone to bring them over tomorrow." Kyrie nodded in approval.
"And as for you,report to my office at dawn" His eyes focused on Fred who was too weak to even disagree.
"Yes sir"
"Get some sleep fool"
Negan said while he walked out.
Negan and Kyrie returned back to the car where they sat in silence, Negan yet to start the engine.
"You did good in there," Negan said.
"Thanks."
"That rage you were carrying—you let it out." He paused. "Feeling better?"
"Yeah," Kyrie lied.
Negan nodded as he started the car and they drove in silence through the changing cityscape.
Finally, they stopped at a modest brick building on Millwall Street. Number 12.
"This is you," Negan said.
Kyrie opened the door, turning to face Negan as he spoke.
"Thanks for giving me a chance."
Negan's expression was now unreadable but his blue electric eyes glimmered.
"Just don't make me regret it, K.Y."
"I won't." Kyrie said
"Alright then" Negan said, waving as he drove off.
Kyrie watched the car disappear around a corner, then turned to face the building.
In this apartment. Somewhere up there, V was probably waiting.
He still had no idea who they were and what they wanted.
But he was about to find out.