Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Melon's opponent was a criminal with black teeth, a white beard and only four hairs on his head.

And he was a pervert.

His eyes were only on Melon's melons from the moment he entered Ground 2.

That's why he had run very fast to make sure he got her as his partner and he was successful in that too.

He got Melon as his partner and he just couldn't wait to do things with the girl.

When he looked at her, she appeared younger than eighteen years which meant she didn't have her Ego yet. Just the way he liked.

He didn't like girls who could fight back. They bore him. He wanted easy fuck. He didn't want sex with someone who could hurt him badly.

This worry of him was the only reason he didn't walk towards Melon for all this time.

The girl had two daggers with her after all.

Yes, she was trembling all the time but she still has two daggers. What if she swung them at him? What if he got hurt? That's why he only stared at the girl's boobs from a little far and waited for a chance.

The criminal could use his Ego but his Ego won't help him. His Ego only works when he touches his target and since he wasn't going near Melon, his Ego wasn't in the play yet either.

Nevertheless, he was sure that the girl would definitely let down her guard as she wasn't a professional fighter and when she would do that, he would just pounce on her and do the deed he did with other girls like her.

However, all his expectations broke limits.

Something that he never expected and encountered happened.

The girl herself spread her arms to the side and called him to come and have his way with her.

No girl did that to him.

No girl ever called him to come to her.

In fact, girls used to go away from him even when he did nothing. Girls used to change their lanes when they saw him coming towards them.

That's why he had become a rapist in the first place. He wasn't handsome. But he was a good man. Yet, no girl ever looked at him with love and as a result, his heart found hatred for these girls.

He began molesting them. He began harming them and he made sure to tell them that he had a heart too and they took it away from him. He would never forgive girls and keep harming them as long as he lived.

But overtime, the criminal forgot about this and became a full blown rapist without any morals, motives, goals. He forgot about his hatred and only lived for lust and raping girls. Any girl he saw he would pounce on her. No matter the place and time. Even if the girl is calling him to her herself, he would still make sure to rape her and give her pain.

No morality, pity, kindness in his heart for anything that looked like a girl.

Still, he wasn't a fan of dying so he made sure to mostly choose those girls who couldn't fight back.

The girl, Melon, in front of him was one such girl and she was calling him towards her herself.

He was suspicious at first but when the girl said that he had let go of her daggers, he saw hope. But he was still a little sane so he suspected why would a girl call him towards her herself to be molested? He would have thought more if not for Melon to address him as…

"Master~"

Not only did she call him Master, she also jumped a little, making her assets bounce.

And for a lustful man like him, such actions were irresistible.

That's why the criminal forgot about everything and let his lust take over him.

His blood stopped flowing towards his brain and he only saw the girl's body in front of him.

Pablo watched all of this from the stage, seated cross-legged and he had a smile on his face.

If she pulled this off, I would be impressed.

He waited for the scene to play itself out. But only he was smiling. The people watching the fight weren't that happy as they were worried. They had no idea what Melon was doing, heck, Flashy was even getting jealous of the criminal.

Melon kept the bright smile on her face as she watched the criminal dashing towards her.

Everyone kept their eyes glued to the fight, other than the other slaves as they were busy with their fights, and they all hoped that Melon does something that protects her dignity.

The criminal extended her hands towards Melon even before he reached the girl.

He wanted to waste no time grabbing Melon's breasts and her smile was making the criminal even more eager.

His tongue remained out of his mouth and his eyes only stayed on the slightly visible cleavage of the girl.

He took long steps to reach the girl as fast as possible and finally, he reached in front of her.

His hands remained outstretched and with no time to waste, he reached out for the time of his life.

However, at that moment…

Melon suddenly descended her hands. Her hands weren't spread anymore like she was on a cross.

The criminal didn't see it, even if he had seen it, he couldn't care less as his target was just a hair's breadth away from him.

Pablo, however, saw everything.

Before calling the criminal towards herself, she had opened the buttons of her sleeves, and when she raised her hands, the daggers had slipped inside the sleeves of her shirt.

The criminal was filled with lust so when Melon said that she had let go of her daggers, he didn't even bother to ask where she threw them? He believed what the girl said because Melon had made sure to make him focus only on her chest. She had used the lust of the criminal against him.

Therefore, when the criminal took the bait and came just in front of Melon, she dropped her hands and as a result, both daggers slid from her sleeves and came back on her hands.

She again had her weapons.

But the criminal was still focused on her chest and he was just inches away to touch those cushions when Melon made her move.

She held the daggers in a tight grip on both hands and without any waiting…

PUCKK!

She stabbed both daggers at the criminal's jaw.