Kevin left the house after saying goodbye to his family. Paul warned him to behave during his sentence. Kevin didn't want to live as a janitor, but he had no other choice now.Kevin was silent during the journey. He wiped a few tears, feeling like the most wretched person in the world. However, when he remembered Althon, he felt a little grateful. “Did Althon curse me to become a janitor like him?” Kevin grunted in annoyance, falling asleep for the rest of the trip. Kevin woke up when the car entered a courtyard. He was surprised to see that the surroundings were very shabby. “What is this place exactly? Shouldn't I be in the company building? Shit! This place is like a graveyard.”Kevin got out of the car, dragging a suitcase. He walked while observing the surroundings. “Damn, do I have to live in this creepy place?”Kevin shook his head a few times, following a man. He shuddered when he saw the filthy floor and scattered trash. He wanted to ask Sammy's subordinate, but the man was

Althon remained calm, enjoying his meal. He refused Ali's request to help him. “I can beat up those punks without their help.”The food stall owner and his employees peeked out from behind the kitchen, looking at Althon and the man still asleep at the table. They looked terrified at the sight of the creepy punks swarming around.“You bastards! What are you doing? Take the man's money and beat the shit out of him right now!” the leader shouted. Two punks approached Althon from behind, throwing kicks. Althon bent down, dodging each attack while still enjoying his food. “Oh.” The man sleeping at the opposite table observed Althon, smiling. He rolled to the side, punching a punk's leg until he heard the sound of something breaking. “Ah!” The punk let out a scream, falling while clutching his leg. “Damn it! He broke my leg!”The punks immediately attacked Althon and the stranger. The atmosphere became very noisy when the fight started. The shop owner and his employees were still peeking

“I accidentally read the writing on your little bag,” Althon said as he walked towards the door. “Follow me now. I don't want you to keep spending my money.”“You asshole! You act like you're my savior! I never asked you to help me!” Brody clucked. “Whether you like it or not, I am your savior. Follow me now!” Althon pushed a wheelchair at Brody. “I don't want to carry you to your house. You'll have to use that wheelchair to move around.”“Damn it!” screeched Brody, ”You insulted me!”“Don't be stubborn! The punks are swarming outside. They'll recognize you instantly if you come out uncovered and injured.”Brody gave Althon a sharp look, snorting in annoyance. He painstakingly changed his clothes, putting on a wig and fake mustache. He sat in the wheelchair slowly, clucking. “I'll kick your ass, asshole!”Althon pushed the wheelchair, walking out of the room. “You can thank me another way, Brody.”Brody looked around, staring at the several doctors and nurses bowing to him. “Shit, yo

Althon and Brody immediately turned to the door. Someone outside the room continued to yell as he pounded on the door harder.“Is the person yelling your friend, Brody?” asked Althon as he approached the door, peering through the small hole. “That man is the owner of this building. He must be angry that I haven't paid my rent for two months.” Brody chuckled. “If you want me to be your partner, you must pay my rent.”“Unfortunately, I can't fulfill your request, Brody.” Althon opened the door, rushing to hide behind the door. “What a jerk! What the hell are you doing? Why did you open the door?”“You son of a bitch!” An old man entered the room, gnawing at his waist while glaring. “You've been in arrears with your rent for two months! I can't give you any more time! If you don't pay the rent by this afternoon, you must leave this room! Do you understand?”“Get out of my room now!” Brody snapped. “Shut your mouth!” The old man surveyed the surroundings carefully. “I heard you brought

Ton was shocked, turning to face Althon, and watched closely. “What do you mean, asshole? How did you know they were going to attack me?”Ton grabbed Althon by the shirt, glaring. “I'd have guessed that you were part of the gang. Get out of my shop right now before I kick you and your brother out or report you to the police.”Brody was still pretending to be asleep. He wondered what Althon would do about this. “I'm not a punk. I'm just someone who wants to rent that empty building for my small business.” Althon gripped Ton's hand, smiling. “I saw the punks crowding in front of your shop. I heard they'll attack you tonight when you're alone.”“Let go of my hand, asshole!” Ton pulled his hand as hard as he could, but Althon gripped his hand even tighter. “I don't trust the word of a punk like you. Those punks did mess up my shop, and they're in jail now. They can't get out of jail.”Alhthon let go of Ton's hand. “I warned you because I was worried about you, sir. As they say, kindness