Chapter 387 The Bald Man Is Caught Blake put a pair of handcuffâs on the bald man. Then, he took extra measures by tying up the manâs limbs. with a thick rope to make sure that the baldy could not even move a finger.
The bald man fixed Blake with a malevolent gaze.
âAre you a practitioner?â
Blake was extremely pleased to hear that since he would very much like to earn the title. He nodded in affirmation. âYouâre right.â
The bald man fell silent.
I find it a little difficult to trust his words upon seeing that smug expression on his face. However, common people wouldnât know how to use a talismanâ¦.
âHow did you find me?â The man asked.
Itâs almost impossible to do that! Iâve stayed here for a long time. I know each and every nook of this street. I would have noticed that someone was looking for me the minute they started asking the people around here.
After I left the amusement park, I took routes that had the least surveillance cameras and changed my disguise twice. I even went into a busy, crowded shopping mall and took the subway before returning to this place.
Coupled with my skills to conjure paper figures, I was confident that even the special forces team would not be able to find me this quickly.
Blake put on his gloves as he observed the bald manâs room. He said flatly, âMake a guess.
The bald man gritted his teeth. A cold light gleamed in his eyes as he stared at Blakeâs back.
This man is pretty good, especially those talismans heâs used just now. I can tell after feeling their effects that those were superior high-grade talismans.
Also, I donât think heâll have that many of those high-grade tidismans on him at the moment. When I encountered the mysterious, powerful practitioner previously, that person only had ten talismans on him.
Iâm sure Iâll be able to ambush this guy successfully!
The paper figure that Iâve hidden in my mouth is connected to my life force. Itâll take more than ten talismans to destroy this paper figure of mine.
That man even stepped on my face just now⦠Heâs dead meat now!
The bald man slowly moved his tongue. He eventually managed to get the paper figure to be on the tip of his tongue. When he spotted his opportunity, the bald man spat the paper figure toward Blakeâs back.
As the thin paper figure that had the size of two fingernails flew toward Blake, a toothpick stopped its trajectory by piercing it in the center and fixed the paper figure to a nearby cupboard in place.
Blake took out ten talismans and slammed them over e paper figure. There was a tiny squeal as the paper figure was burnt to bits by bright green flames.
The bald man coughed up a mouthful of blood almost simultaneously. He had a look of terror and disbelief. âWhy do you have so many of those talismans!â
Blake took out the stack of talismans from his pocket and waved them in the bald manâs direction. âYou mean these?â
âI have plenty of them.â
Then, he carefully placed them back in his pocket.
7 The bald man had run out of ideas to break free from his captor at the moment. He asked grumpily, âDo you mind telling me which group of practitioners you belong to?â
Blake found more paper figures in the cupboard. After making sure all of them were destroyed, he dragged the bald man out of the room and down the stairs. âI had no idea that there were groups of practitioners. Well⦠Letâs just say Iâm a solo act.â
The bald man was rendered speechless by Blakeâs response. His face darkened almost instantaneously.
The lady that was chained to the sofa was surprised to see Blake dragging the bald man with him.
Thatâs the tenant whoâs rented a small room at our place. Iâve heard from the boss that heâs a construction worker. Why is he getting arrested as well, though?
When she saw that Blake headed toward the entrance without giving her a spare glance, she made some noise to catch Blakeâs attention.
Why arenât you taking me with you?!
Blake waved his hand dismissively at her. âMy colleagues will be here for you very soon.
The lady seemed immensely disappointed upon hearing Blakeâs words.
Eventually, Blake decided to keep the bald man detained at the MacNeil villa since that was the only place with the maximum level of security.
The man was thrown into a cell in the underground dungeons. The room was surrounded by rough, stone walls, while there were sturdy, steel bars installed on top of the cell.â
Blake instructed his men, âThis guy has to be monitore 24/7. Keep your eyes peeled and your guns pointed at him at all times.â
âShoot him even if he moves the tiniest bit. I donât care if he gets shot as long as you make sure to not kill him in the meantime.â