Beautiful women were standing outside the buildings, trying to attract customers with their looks and sweet voices.
There were several that succeeded in doing so, few men with suits were reeled inside the buildings, and they looked rather shy to be surrounded by so many beautiful women.
On top of one of the buildings, Isaac was scanning the streets, looking for anyone that resembled Oliver or his friends.
Soon, the sky got darker, and the street lamps illuminated the streets. Isaac kept glancing at the clock and was nervous that his body might soon get teleported away.
When his thoughts were becoming negative, he saw a group of young men entering the Red Light District. Leading them was Oliver, laughing with his friends while giving horny looks at the nearby women.
The women, of course, looked disgusted.
Oliver and his friends only laughed and continued roaming the streets.
Isaac took out a floating camera and began recording. Then, he moved it to float in the empty sky while he dropped down from the building and softly landed on the pavement of a dark alleyway.
Soon, Oliver and his friends walked past the alleyway.
Then, Isaac stepped out from the shadows and looked at their retreating back.
"Oliver," Isaac spoke with loud enough volume for Oliver and his friends to hear.
Oliver's body flinched, and he quickly turned around. His eyes showed a split-second shock until they became rageful and hateful.
His friends looked shocked, and their laughter died down.
"What are you doing here?" Oliver took a step forward. Tried to scare Isaac away, but it didn't have the desired result.
Isaac didn't even blink, let alone flinch!
"Hahaha…" Oliver suddenly laughed and asked, "You came here to have fun? Does your girlfriend know?"
After the word "girlfriend" was mentioned, Oliver licked his lips, obviously trying to taunt Isaac into attacking him, so they had a good reason for beating him up.
"I actually came here to have fun." Out of nowhere, Isaac admitted that it shocked both Oliver and his group of friends.
Then, Oliver's mouth opened, and his face changed shades until it was in the color red. After his taunting didn't work, he tried another method.
However, at that moment, Isaac, with one step, appeared in front of Oliver and grabbed his collar.
His friends widened in shock after seeing Isaac's speed!
Oliver's eyes widened in shock, trying to remove Isaac's hand. But, before that, Isaac slammed him into the brick wall and threw him inside the dark alleyway.
Oliver spat out a mouthful of saliva and clutched his stomach in pain.
"See, I am having fun!" Isaac shouted.
"Hands off him, you fucker!" His friends ran toward him with their fists raised. When their fists were unleashed, Isaac simply jumped over them and softly landed on the ground with no flicker of emotion visible.
"How?!" Oliver's friends screamed in shock. Nothing made any sense, and the way Isaac moved made them think about White Online, where they could also move like that!
Then, a footstep rang from the streets, and a tall 190cm young man appeared with a panting face.
"What happened?!" Luke shouted and saw his friend Oliver slowly standing up with a pained look.
"This bastard attacked us!" His friends shouted and pointed at Isaac.
Luke's eyes shook as he finally saw Isaac, then, a hateful look appeared, and he punched.
"How dare you!"
The punch was effortlessly dodged by Isaac, who then grabbed his face and slammed it into the brick wall.
Crack!
Luke's nose broke with broken teeth clattering against the pavement. His eyes turned white as he was knocked out with a swift strike.
His friends looked like they were seeing a real horror film happening right before their eyes!
"Why are you attacking us?!" One of them shouted with a fearful look. The fear took over his reasoning, and they all knew why Isaac was targeting them.
"I know it was you all who attacked me back then. The day of my incident was when I got attacked by you guys, isn't that right?!"
They looked shocked as they now realized they had been exposed. They looked at each other and nodded. Sneakily, they grabbed everything they could get their hands on and prepared to kill Isaac, no matter how!
Oliver spat out the rest of the blood and shouted, "So what, now that you are a little strong, you think you can defeat us and get your revenge?!"
"Then, we will only have to find your girlfriend and make her suffer!"
"There is no way this revenge of yours will give you the satisfaction you seek!"
In the sky above the alleyway, the floating camera recorded everything that had just transpired. Oliver's confession was downloaded into the hard drive, and the scene of the young men planning to kill Isaac was also recorded with 4k.
Isaac stopped talking and looked at the young men. Then, they showed their weapons— pieces of broken glass, metal tubes, and sharp-looking items.
Their eyes showed clear killing intent, and they were ready to do anything to kill the white-haired brat.
Oliver pulled out a pocket knife from his back pocket and shouted, "KILL HIM!"
They lunged forward. Over ten strong-looking athletic youths attacked a single white-haired man.
Then, Isaac reeled in his fist and lunged forward while screaming his heart out, "HAAAAAH!"
Smack!
The first fist smashed a brown-haired face until it was unrecognizable.
Then, Isaac grabbed a metal tube and snapped it in half while sending a powerful kick at his attacker's neck, who got smashed to the floor with an unconscious look.
After that, several sharp-looking items were thrown at him. However, Isaac quickly crouched and swept their legs from under them.
Four or five young men fell to their backs with pain filling every part of their body.
Bam!
Then, a metal pipe struck Isaac in the head, and a black-haired young man grinned viciously, who managed to get the first hit. However, then, he saw Isaac's blood-red eyes.
SMACK!
Isaac smashed his fist into the black-haired young man's face and sent him flying to the brick wall.
CRACK!
Something broke within his body as he lifelessly fell to the ground.
Oliver, who was still hiding behind his friends, looked fearful. His friends were slowly getting defeated, and his pocket knife seemed insignificant in front of rageful Isaac, whose eyes had never left his figure.
