Mr. Popo kicked one of the guys in the stomach.
"Gah!" He spat blood and started coughing.
"This will make it a lot easier for both of us if you just tell me who hired you." Mr. Popo bent his knees, looking at the criminal at eye level. His killing intent was quite overwhelming, as he tried to intimidate the criminal.
"I don't care, old man. Do you think I'm afraid of death?" The man spat blood at Mr. Popo's face, but it was blocked by a light-element screen.
Mr. Popo punched him in the face until the man hit the ground before moving to the second perpetrator.
This guy was the one Milinda handled earlier. He stomped on the man's leg, precisely on the wound that Milinda had inflicted earlier.
"Aaahhhh!" The man screamed.
"So, are you going to tell me or not?" Mr. Popo looked down at him coldly.
The man just smirked at him as if he were mocking Mr. Popo.
