No More Pain For This Villain.

Chapter 372  Bad Dream -2

A side of my face was a bit swollen as I passed out for a while. Looking around, I found myself in the backseat of a car. The windows were covered by curtains, so I couldn't see outside, including the one blocking my view of the driver.

They beat me enough to knock me out but didn't kill me. I remembered the old guy mentioning needing something from me.

"You're awake, it seems," a feminine voice from my right said. I knew someone was there, but it turned out to be the same girl who kicked me in the chest.

She wore a short red dress that barely covered her thighs, her raven hair tied in a neat, tight bun, fixed with a few hairpins.

Her face was sharp, her lips thin, and her pitch-black eyes showed no hint of emotion.

She continued, "Eric Luster, age sixteen... nearly seventeen. A martial artist who won national championships a few months back. Proficient in more than one type of combat style, aspires to become a military officer so he can protect the people he loves, great at studying, and has a girlfriend. That's troublesome since I was thinking of having a bite of you myself."

She spoke as if she were reading my report card.