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utes after

Only scums use baseball bats for an ambush as weapons here. I used to live in the neighborhood and was familiar

to pick me up or my stuff. I heard a

pproached me. "Get up!" His mini

They yanked my clothes off, made me sta

in the face. His minions didn't let me scream in agony. Putangina, I was so c

could feel his saliva sprayed on my cheeks, and his voice made my ears ring for a second. I was being p

id you g

t was just lying around.” If they’re focused on stealing,

me. At that moment, my scar drew his

car.” I didn’t chastise him for having dirt on his fa

his gaze widen as he examined every inch of my face, and I could tell he was b

he say? W

I saw they had a backup van, I stepped back. However, their boss had already walked in, and he did

re armed with weap

at them before I started the engine. I whirled around aga

shouted, “Don’t let that quail’s egg shit

? Did he just ca

hen fled. If I have to deal with this nutcase, I won’t be able to meet my delivery deadli

Most people aren’t sure of the distinction between street thugs and gangsters dealing with illegal business organizations. It is not uncommon to see thugs loit

so it must be given before then. My hip ached from brushing it against my back after being thrown earli

straight down the street to the Phantasia club. I’m no longer wondering why clubs are sti

t, as well as people who had been drinking

hter than anything I’ve ever seen. Local gang leaders and corrupt government offici

nter. While whispering into the phone he was holding, he moved away from me and shifted his gaze from me as the call ended. It paused for

can enter through that door.” It was clear from his expression t

front door. Sharp pain in my back forced me to stop on the fi

stead of the dance floor. I peeked out to get a better view of the privileged members of the club. There is a glass-walled room at the end, and on one side, there a

damaged man, I promptly stood up straight. I av

he hissed and

clean it up before Kismet f

yes was closed, the bruises and clothes that looked branded were ruined. Like me, he also wore a wa

lings to steady myself. My throat was dry and itchy, my cheeks were in between warm and numb, and

e of it did the same thing. A man with a full-body tat

e. “Come in,” he said as I nodded and held out my ring. He made

apped the card, which had an exterior

his thigh while the other two leaned over and looked inebriated. He paused, then stood. Almos

er and how I looked at him. On the verge of making ey

n, and the edge of his eye was slanted, but it was dark as if his eye socket was visible.

A bald guard interrupted me as I charged the delivery fee. He sat down again, set the box asi

gesture of treating me like a lap dog while throwing the money at me, my eyebrows furrowed in pure annoyance. Since this is

r all. As soon as I got on the motorbike, I went straight to the nearest convenience store. Because the pickpocket i

is closed, but there is no “closed” sign. I approached and

ay from me when he noticed I was looking at him. I swung around to face the store’s inter

one else was o