Chapter 656: Chapter 81 Let Bygones Be Bygones (Part 2)_2
“I’m so damn determined that I don’t even want to be a dog anymore.”
Budman put on his sunglasses and said bitterly, “I found an excuse to et with the three core mbers and killed them all in one go. They were all hardcore supporters of the Country faction. I figured I’d pull out all the nails one by one, take advantage of the Country’s weak phase, and get completely away. I didn’t expect to get busted… you know the rest, the earring case.”
John had been holding back his temper until now, but finally, he exploded.
“Why didn’t you tell earlier?” John roared, “Idiot! You always think you’re so smart, and your self-righteousness has caused all your current misery!!”
Budman’s gaze darted around like a child who had done sothing wrong.
“I didn’t dare, boss,” he said, “Everyone treated like a dog, only you and the guys treated like a brother. I really couldn’t bring myself to tell you…
How could I tell you I’ve been a traitor since the day I joined?”
John had a lot to say. John couldn’t say anything.
John punched Budman hard, causing his nose to bleed profusely.
Budman wiped his nosebleed, “What’s the plan, boss? Now I’m a traitor and I’ve killed my own people, according to the rules, you’ve got to kill .”
“You just saved my life this morning. You’ve saved countless tis before,” John said, “What should I do?”
What else could he do?
Fate is a motherfucker… causes and righteousness are entangled together, and there’s no clear separation. Luckily, he’s not a justice enforcer. He’s part of the underworld, with bloody hands. Then just keep struggling through the mud until the end of life.
Anyway, they’re all condemned criminals who will eventually go to hell.
“Let’s go. Let’s go back,” John said, “Tell everyone. After this, no matter how anyone treats you, you bear with it.”
“Got it, boss, I’ll listen to you!” Budman said with a grin, “I’ve told my piece, how about yours?”
“What’s there for to say.”
“Your current ability is exactly what one would expect of a high-risk Dragon Species, but sohow I feel you weren’t that helpless before. You definitely had sothing up your sleeve, brother.”
Budman was always like this—he couldn’t see the big picture, but when it ca to fighting, his observational skills and intuition were nothing short of sharp.
“Rember the condition for Wing of Death?”
“Rember, it only applies to those loyal to you.”
“Wing of Death can release up to 35 feathers…”
John took out that skull-like mask, staring into its cold eye sockets. The skull mask seed to mock him.
“At this mont, I can strip life from 35 of my subordinates in exchange for one enemy’s death.”
Budman’s mouth opened wider and wider.
“The range?” Budman asked eagerly, “The timing?!”
“Extensive. Imdiate death.”
“Holy shit! Boss, do you know what this ans?!” Budman spluttered, “You can have anyone you want dead! You could even try to assassinate the Emperor or the President! You… do you realize how much can be done with this power!”
“Right,” John said, “But I can’t afford the price.”
Budman’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly, finally turning into a long sigh. He patted the boss’s shoulder vigorously, cursing, “We’re both damn shortsighted, no wonder we’re fucking perfect for the underworld!”
“You’re right,” John said, managing a rare smile, “No more underworld for us after this.”
“Quit the underworld and go straight?”
“Sure, go straight.”
John and Budman started laughing louder and louder, unable to stop themselves.
Two idiotic underworld figures walked out of the hospital, attracting puzzled stares. The first person to greet them made John’s vision darken.
A certain purple-haired maid stood in front of them with her arms crossed, greeting the two underworld figures with pride.
“Yah, yah, yah. I guessed you guys would be here! How is Shiyu Zhongyi doing… Don’t ignore and keep walking!!”
“What’s up.” John sighed.
“What do you an ‘what’s up’!” Dust Explosion said angrily, “We just saved the city together this morning! Don’t you guys in the underworld have a celebration after a big job?!”
“No.”
Budman helpfully interjected, “We usually find a place to have a couple of drinks.”
“Then you can co to the café where I work, we serve drinks there.”
“That sounds like a plan!” Budman gestured with a wink, “Boss, let’s have a drink first!”
If John knew what kind of café soone worked at, he surely would have given a completely different response. Unfortunately, the cunning and ferocious leader lacked certain knowledge that could only be acquired in the world of ani and manga.
The head of the city’s largest underworld organization visiting a maid café amid rubble beca the gossip of the school forum for the following week, but that’s a story for another ti.
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The school forum’s administrator hadn’t had ti to catch up with the latest gossip, as he was having tea with an old friend.
“Ah, I haven’t worked out in so long, my whole body aches. I really need a good rest this ti.”
Mo Yuankai topped off his tea with a smile, “I can tell, Zijing, you really worked hard this ti, your hair even burst into red!”
Chi Zijing grabbed the red hair on his head, looking distressed.
“Brother Mo, do you think if I told them it’s the price for using my ultimate move, would they believe ?”
Mo Yuankai tried to suppress his laughter, “A guy, whose go-to punch move is Red Emperor’s Conquest Sky Fist, whose ultimate move is Red Emperor’s Sword, whose original hair color is red, whose surna even contains ‘Chi’, what do you think everyone will say?”
Chi Zijing slapped his thigh, saying seriously, “Then he’s definitely a huge fan of Emperor Central Spirit!”
Mo Yuankai slouched onto the sofa, holding his belly, “As long as you’re happy. By the way, does that ice-cream deity have a mini-version?”
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