Chapter 12: Fight With Adventurers

"You misunderstood." 

Jimmy took a step back calmly, avoiding the large hand that was reaching out, and shook his head. 

"It's not that I look down on you, but this is really all I have left." 

He stretched out his hand but caught nothing. Looking back at the expressions of his companions, the bald man suddenly became angry and embarrassed. 

"Who are you trying to scare, kid? Let me search you!" 

As he spoke, he jumped straight towards Jimmy like a tiger. 

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to letting men touch me." 

Jimmy shook his head again. His lower body remained as still as a mountain, but his upper body was strangely bent into a straight 90-degree angle, thus avoiding the bald man's pounce. 

At this moment, the faces of several accomplices who had been watching the fun from the back suddenly became serious. 

Just by looking at his rock-solid lower body skills, they knew that this young man who looked like a noble was not completely powerless. 

"Catch him first! If you really don't have money, just take off his clothes! I think these clothes should be worth quite a lot of money!" A thin man with a mustache who looked like a leader shouted loudly. 

As his voice fell, several of his men drew their swords from their sheaths and rushed towards Jimmy. 

"Look, I'm going to beat up this pretty boy of yours!" 

The bald man, whose attack had just failed again, saw that the boss had spoken, and threw a straight punch at Jimmy's face. 

Bang! 

Jimmy easily caught his fist, shook his head, and sighed: "You shouldn't hit someone in the face..." 

"Good boy!" 

Seeing that his fist, which was as big as a casserole, was grabbed by this completely disproportionate hand, the bald man's pupils shrank, and he instinctively wanted to pull his fist back. 

But soon, he discovered with horror that the boy's hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly locking his fist. 

I can't break free, and I can't pull it out! 

"There's something strange about this kid! What are you still watching? Come and support me!" The bald man hurriedly turned around and shouted. 

Hearing his cry for help, several of his companions who were still observing rushed up and chopped him down with their swords. 

Given Jimmy's physical defense as a vampire, he is naturally not afraid of ordinary swords, but that doesn't mean the same applies to the clothes he wears. 

Therefore, seeing several long swords coming at him fiercely, he let go of the bald man's hand. 

Of course, it is not just a matter of loosening your five fingers. 

Before letting him go, Jimmy grabbed his fist tightly and did a Thomas spin with his arm! 

Snap! 

There was a sound of breaking bones, followed by the bald man's scream like a pig being slaughtered. 

Seeing this, the faces of the other people suddenly turned ugly. 

I originally thought it would be an easy and enjoyable robbery trip, but now someone has been injured. 

They didn't dare look back at their leader's gloomy face and could only vent their anger on the culprit in front of them. 

If several people attacked together, they could kill this strange guy with their swords - this was their initial thought. 

But soon, after five minutes, they were surprised to find that the other party was unexpectedly very agile! 

This is indeed the case. At the beginning, Jimmy was a little confused. 

Now, he is very adaptable and has become familiar with it. 

It seemed as if he was using these seven or eight bandits as objects to practice his body reflexes and visual capture! 

call out! 

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air. It was an arrow fired from a crossbow. 

The arrow was fast and accurate. Even for Jimmy, dodging the attacks of several swords was already at its limit and he could no longer take care of anything else. 

The tip of the arrow hit Jimmy's arm, breaking through his body's defense and penetrating into his flesh. 

The mustached mercenary leader who was using the crossbow was not kind enough to deliberately hit the arm. In fact, he was aiming at the heart. 

However, at the last critical moment, Jimmy sensed the danger and twisted his body to avoid the attack. 

"It is just as I expected!" Seeing the crossbow attack hit the opponent, and then looking at the opponent's wound, the mercenary leader's expression became more serious. 

The crossbow arrow he fired was not an ordinary cast iron product, but a semi-magical arrow coated with alchemical potion to enhance its penetration and damage capabilities! 

If it were an ordinary person, this blow would at least break his entire arm! 

And now looking at Jimmy, the crossbow arrow only penetrated into his arm. 

And as he pulled it out, he could see very clearly that the wound was healing visibly. 

"It hurts a bit!" Jimmy threw the crossbow aside and looked at the mustachioed captain who had just attacked with a bad look. 

"Since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish!" 

As soon as he finished speaking, Jimmy stretched out his hand, and his long, sharp nails extended out, shining coldly in the sunlight. 

Not only that, but the originally shiny black pupils also suddenly turned into a strange red. 

The two fangs protruding from his mouth made the bandit mercenaries recognize Jimmy's identity at once. 

"Undead! Vampire!" Several people screamed and quickly retreated. 

At the back, the young coachman who was hiding in the carriage and peeking suddenly widened his eyes. 

He covered his mouth tightly with both hands to prevent himself from screaming