“Ray won the second round! He tied it up!” Althon shouted as he took a few steps forward. He saw the crowd cheering and snickering at each other. “Brody and Ray have one more chance to win!”Althon glanced at Brody briefly. “Will Brody remain the undefeated king or will the title disappear when Ray wins the match?”Ray smiled broadly, laughing. “I know it works this way. He lost his focus and composure after I told him a fake story! I don't regret paying some people to get information about him.”Brody looked down, watching his hands which were shaking violently. His eyes glazed over as he recalled the terrible memories of his father and his past. “I killed Dad? I'm so sorry!”Brody's supporters looked disappointed as they sneered and shouted at him. Ray's supporters burst out laughing as Brody remained silent. “Look who's the loser in front of me!” Ray stood up from his chair, raising both hands high. “I'm the one who's going to win this race!”Ray's supporters erupted in cheers, ch

“Alvin!” Kevin kept shouting as he waved his arms. “He is indeed Alvin. My guess all this time wasn't wrong. I'm glad I got to meet him.”“Wait!” Kevin approached the side of the rooftop, observing the figure of a man in a janitor's uniform on the side rooftop closely. “Alvin works as a janitor in the building. He... seems to have suffered the same fate as me. I need to meet and talk to him right away.”“You can't do that, Kevin,” said a man behind Kevin. “Your sentence will increase if you break the rules.”Kevin turned around. “Please give me time to talk to my friend. I'm not going to run away. I just need a little time. Please.”“No.” The bodyguard refused. “Do your duty well so that your sentence will end soon. You will get a reduced sentence if you work and behave well.”Kevin clenched his fists tightly, closing his eyes. He was almost crazy working as a janitor in this building. It wasn't that he didn't get paid, but he was often treated badly by the employees and the principal

Ronny rushed to gather all the members in the building. “My father just sent me a message. He's on his way to Paulcity right now. He's likely to arrive this afternoon. We need to prepare for his security.”The Red Sting members nodded, spreading out around. They immediately contacted the other members.Ronny called Gon, kicking a chair until it was thrown and smashed on the floor. “You bastard! Gon still hasn't picked up my calls and returned my messages! What on earth is he doing right now?”Ronny sat down on the sofa, calming down. “Dad must have some important news right now. I'm glad he's coming, but at the same time, I'm afraid things are turning chaotic. I just heard that someone attacked Dad after my and the others' departure from Snowacity the other day.”Meanwhile, The match between Brody and Ray was still in progress. The crowd cheered even more, eagerly awaiting the winner. Brody and Ray were both unwilling to give in to their opponents. The match time had reached ten minut

"You have only one chance to correct your mistakes during your training. If you fail again, you will face two consequences. First, you will lose your memory of our group, or second, you will lose your life," Ali explained with a flat expression. Brody was immediately shocked, straightening his back and quickly closing his mouth. Ali and the guards just sat and stood near him, but they managed to make him feel immense pressure."You still have one question left and thirty-seven minutes. You're not very good at using your opportunities. You're careless."Brody clenched his fists tightly. He thought hard to come up with the best question. He had prepared a list of questions for tonight's meeting. However, he suddenly felt stupid for using up his chances."Damn, I'm so nervous that I acted foolishly! What should I ask him?" Brody muttered, his fists clenched tightly.Brody remained silent for several minutes. Time kept slipping away without any conversation. Ali and the guards said nothi

“We're under attack! We're being attacked!” a punk shouted as he saw several people lying unconscious, falling from cars and motorcycles. Six troopers charged at the punks from six different directions. They moved very fast, throwing punches and kicks without mercy. The punks were down before they even realized who was attacking them. “You bastards! What the hell is going on? Who attacked me?” The squad leader looked confused, scanning the surroundings. “Attack them! Attack now!”The punks immediately attacked the guards. Unfortunately, before they could get a shot off, they had already fallen to the asphalt. Althon and Brody stared in amazement, barely blinking. “I'm always surprised when I see squad members,” Althon said, smiling. “Aren't they great, Brody?”“Yes, they are.” Brody smiled broadly, staring unblinkingly at the guards who were slaughtering the punks. “They were great like my father. I want to be like him.”Althon saw a different side of Brody now. “You have to prove