Chapter 279 What are you?

Remy Martin looked at the dejected, head-down boy, then at Tsumura Shunpei walking towards the door, and was momentarily speechless. He was about to put down his glass and follow when he suddenly saw the baby-faced boy carrying an iron bar rushing towards Tsumura Shunpei.

Bang!

Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone in the bar, the boy slammed the iron bar in his hand hard against the back of Tsumura Shunpei's head.

Tsumura Shunpei gasped sharply, turned around and glared at Bertrand, about to speak, when another blow struck him heavily on the temple.

The man collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolled back, and he fell lifeless.

Everyone stared in disbelief as this scene unfolded, then turned their incredulous gazes to the boy.

Bertrand's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the corpse with murderous intent. He wiped the blood splattered on his cheek, then took the iron bar, stood with his legs around Tsumura Shunpei's waist, and quickly raised his hand to smash it down on his head again!

With each smashing sound, his sweet, malicious voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"You call me a piece of trash? Then why don't you stand up and fight back against this piece of trash?"

"You can't even withstand two moves from a piece of trash like me, then what are you?"

"Disgusting bedbugs! Ugly rats!"

"You brainless piece of trash! Die! Die!"

Tsumura Shunpei's head was smashed beyond recognition, with disgusting bits of flesh and brains splattering everywhere as the iron bar was swung around.

Seeing this bloody scene up close left many people stunned and paralyzed.

Remy Martin swallowed hard and sent a text message to Gin with trembling hands.

[Lord Gin, that newcomer has been killed. —Remy Martin]

Gin glanced at the text message he received from his subordinate in silence.

It's obvious that the newbie must have offended that crazy, unruly girl.

[Never mind, I'm coming over now. —GIN]

After replying to a simple message, Gin put the gun on the table back into his pocket, got up, and drove to the Midnight Bar.

Looking at the corpse, whose upper body had turned into a bloody mess that needed to be blurred out, Bertrand rammed the iron rod into his heart.

As she pulled her foot back, she angrily kicked him hard in the waist, saying, "Disgusting things should stay out of the world!"

Bertrand stood with his hands on his hips and snorted, not caring that his hands and white sailor uniform were stained with blood and slippery debris.

When Gin walked into the bar, a strong smell of blood completely masked the aroma of the alcohol.

He saw a baby-faced boy dressed in a white sailor uniform, his clothes, hands, and face stained with blood, standing next to a corpse that was too gruesome to look at, while the other members stared at the boy with wide eyes.

Seeing the boy's appearance, Gin frowned and his tone turned slightly colder, "Petrus."

It would have been better if he hadn't shouted; the moment he did, the members' eyes widened even more.

This boy who doesn't look like a member of the organization is actually that crazy little Bertrand!?

Remy Martin's breath hitched, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.

Hearing the voice, the silver-haired boy turned around, his face immediately breaking into a bright, childlike smile, "Koto-chan~!"

He wiped the blood that had slid to the corner of his mouth and hopped happily like a little penguin to Gin's side.