"I am not a kid," Romeo protested, but before he could say another word, the brute's massive hand shot out, shoving Romeo backwards with enough force to send him stumbling.Caught off guard, Romeo staggered backward, his arms windmilling as he fought to regain his balance. But before he could steady himself, the brute delivered a powerful headbutt, with the force of the blow slamming into Romeo's forehead with a sickening thud.Pain exploded behind Romeo's eyes as stars danced in his vision, his world spinning as he stumbled backwards, his feet tangling beneath him. With a cry of alarm, he flailed wildly, his arms windmilling as he fought to stay upright.But it was no use. The force of the headbutt had been too much, and Romeo's legs gave out beneath him, sending him crashing to the floor in a heap. His back hit the cold linoleum with a dull thud, the impact knocking the wind from his lungs as he lay there, stunned and gasping for breath.Around him, the chow hall erupted into lau
Two days later, Romeo found himself seated quietly in a dark, smelly cell, his incarceration in the unfavorable environment was a much harsher situation compared to the chaos that unfolded at the chow hall. This was a punishment for engaging in a duel with the brute and it sure weighed heavily on him, as did the constant presence of mosquitoes that buzzed around the cramped space. Despite the discomfort, Romeo endured, he knew he had to, he knew he had to keep his head straight even in this trying time.As he swatted futilely at the persistent insects, Romeo couldn't shake the nagging feeling that his incarceration was more than just a coincidence, he was at the wrong place at the wrong time.The thought gnawed at him, casting doubt on the circumstances that led him to this grim place. Was it possible that his imprisonment was planned? Was there someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?Did Miss Chen actually commit suicide?He had expected the autopsy to be concluded within t
The stunned silence that followed Romeo's swift retaliation was short-lived. As the other police officers processed the sudden turn of events, their shock quickly morphed into outrage and indignation. How dare this insolent prisoner strike one of their own?With grim determination etched on their faces, the officers wasted no time in retaliating. They reached for their batons, their movements synchronized in a collective show of force.Romeo, however, was prepared. His years of military training had honed his reflexes to a razor-sharp edge, and he met the onslaught with a calm resolve.As the first officer swung his baton towards Romeo's head, he deftly ducked under the blow, his movements were marked with fluidity and precision. With a swift counterattack, Romeo delivered a powerful punch to the officer's gut, causing him to double over in pain.Before the other officers could react, Romeo swiftly disarmed another with a well-timed kick to the knee, sending him crashing to the gro
Inspector Bachmann shook his head firmly. "No."Romeo eyed him skeptically. "Are you sure?" he pressed on, his suspicion was evident in his tone."Come on Romeo, more than just a policeman, I am a man of integrity and I value people's privacy. By the way, you are just a suspect of a crime and not a culprit, coupled with that I hold you in a high regard, why would I suspect any of your calls?" Inspector Bachmann defended himself with a hint of exasperation.Romeo quickly scanned through the missed calls and voice notes, relieved to see that none had been marked as read, indicating that none had been listened to.Inspector Bachmann's honesty struck a chord with Romeo, and he found himself developing a newfound respect for the man."Can you please excuse me for a minute?" Romeo requested, needing a moment to collect his thoughts."Sure. But don't be gone for too long," Inspector Bachmann replied, his tone firm yet understanding.Finding a quiet corner within the police station, Romeo dia
With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Romeo navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the prison facility, his senses heightened as he followed the echo of screams. Each step brought him closer to the source of the distress, his heart pounding in rhythm with the urgency of his mission.As he rounded a corner, the cacophony of violence grew louder, guiding him towards a dimly lit closet tucked away in a secluded corner of the prison. With bated breath, Romeo pushed open the door, revealing a scene of brutality that made his blood run cold.Two of the brute's enforcers stood over Stanley, their fists raining down on him with merciless force. Stanley's desperate cries for help pierced the air, a haunting symphony of pain and fear."What the fuck is this? Help!" Stanley's voice echoed off the walls, pleading for salvation.Romeo's muscles tensed with fury as he charged at the enforcers, his primal instincts driving him forward with unbridled rage. But the enforcers were quick to e
Enraged by Romeo's audacious act, the brute's face contorted with fury, his fists clenching as he rose from the wreckage of the overturned table. His lackeys, fueled by a mix of anger and humiliation, surged forward, their movements a chaotic blur of violence and desperation.One lackey, his face twisted into a snarl, lunged towards Romeo with a primal roar, his fists aimed at Romeo's head with the intent to deliver a punishing blow. But Romeo, fueled by adrenaline and instinct, sidestepped the attack with lightning reflexes, his body moving with the fluidity of a dancer.In one swift motion, Romeo seized the lackey's outstretched arm, twisting it with expert precision until a sickening crack echoed through the room. The lackey cried out in agony, his hand now dangling limply at his side as he crumpled to the ground, clutching his dislocated limb in agony.Meanwhile, another lackey, emboldened by his companion's failed assault, rushed towards Romeo with a flurry of punches and kick
Inside the confines of the prison walls, surrounded by the echoes of his own violent outburst, Romeo felt the weight of his guilt pressing down on him. He couldn't shake the image of the lackey's lifeless body, the result of his own uncontrollable anger.The knowledge that he had let his emotions get the better of him filled him with shame. He had always prided himself on his self-control, but in that moment of chaos, he had lost all sense of restraint.As he was escorted to his cell, the reality of his actions hung over him like a dark cloud. He couldn't escape the truth of what he had done, and the remorse gnawed at him with each passing moment.Suddenly, Inspector Bachmann burst into the office. "What is this? Why did you guys call me back?" His voice was sharp with urgency and confusion.The officer in custody whispered in Inspector Bachmann's ear, "He killed someone. An inmate.""How…how did it happen?" Extreme shock was etched on Inspector Bachmann's face."It probably must ha
Three days later, Romeo found himself fully dressed in the orange prison overalls, spending time with Stanley. "Your wounds are gradually healing up," Romeo observed, examining Stanley's battered face."Yes, I am glad my condition is getting better. What about you? I heard that you are to appear in court for killing one of Leo's lackeys. I hope nothing would happen to you?" Stanley inquired with concern.Romeo remained silent for a moment before replying, "I'm holding up.""What do you mean by you are holding up?" Stanley looked confused."So, when are you getting your new glasses?" Romeo asked, noticing Stanley's lack of eyewear."I don't know. The doctor didn't specify when I would get new glasses," Stanley replied with a hint of frustration.After a moment's thought, Romeo broached a sensitive topic. "Stanley, that reminds me, why are you in jail? I mean, you look really innocent to me."Stanley heaved a sigh. "It's complicated.""Do you want to share it or not?""It was during pr