Ray lightly coughed as he slowly walked step by step to the door.
"I need some clothes," he spoke lightly but still walked without shame. Creating momentum with his fist, Ray lightly punched the gate.
The gate broke down, with cobweb-like cracks spreading to the wall.
"This strength is really terrifying…" Ray muttered as he looked up to see an army of criminals aiming their guns at him.
"Tell me where King is," he loudly announced while casually walking up to one of the houses as if he owned the place.
"Eh, what should we do?" The criminals looked perplexed seeing this.
King had freed them all from the jail and made them his henchmen, but these people were never loyal to him.
They were only loyal to the deterrent power and terror of King.
If they faced an opponent they couldn't beat, they wouldn't confront him, and Ray was exactly that person.