Seeing the fist punching towards him, Ernest just couldn't dodge.How the hell could he move away from that gangster as he had never learned martial arts? That guy was twice bigger than him, and it was too fast for him to hide that punch!Ernest closed his eyes as the fist was closer and closer—fck, his nose would be bleeding!!!Thump!“Oww…”And as expected, Ernest got punched in his nose. He was knocked back for a few steps while an excruciating pain started transmitted from the nose to all over his body.Ernest felt like his nose was about to fall off his face. It was unpleasant as he had uncontrollably shed tears, but a dimmed vision didn't stop him from seeing that his nose was bleeding.Both of his hands were full of blood.Ernest tried to wipe it, but his nose was now a broken faucet with blood dripping without control.Fck, so he was punched?The man who had just broken Ernest's nose screamed at him. “Go fight back, kid! You can come here all alone to save Olly The Otter but y
Ernest had never expected that one day he would be super excited in fighting, especially when there was an entire gang of big dudes charging towards him.As an orphan, Ernest had lived his life in a poor orphanage… You think he had fought like a beast to win food from the others?No, because that orphanage had been too poor, there had been just two volunteers and just one kid named Ernest Eswaranski.That's why he didn't know how to fight. Actually he was worried about violence…Now, looking at the big opponents, Ernest’s smile became bigger. Then he put his right leg backwards, running into the fight.“That's it! That's it! Just come here, all of you! The game has commenced!”“Ha ha ha!”Ernest heard himself laughing in excitement.He saw himself raising both his arms to grasp a tattooed guy's arm and break it with a loud crackling sound.Then Ernest stepped forward to dodge a slash as if it was just a ballet dance, kicking at the sword owner’s wrist and taking the weapon.Ernest did
Now, looking at the huge skull tattoo through Ernest’s tattered shirt, Paul didn't pay attention to his subordinates anymore.His face turned pale. Some memories showed up in his mind, and suddenly Paul had a bad premonition that… everything would end there.In the gangsters’ world, the tattoo pattern wasn't something you could choose on your own, especially when you decided to join a gang or establish your own title.The most popular pattern was animals. Lowest of them was the centipede tattoo. Then we got the eagle tattoo for someone who was in a bit higher position. Next was the tiger.And the highest position for the most powerful gangs was dragon, and Paul's Dragon Flame Gang was an example.But it didn't mean that gangsters could choose animal patterns only.Paul had heard that Olly's Silver Skull Gang didn't follow the common rule of the underworld. Their tattoo pattern was a skull, and according to a saying, the bigger the skull was, the stronger the gangster was.Paul hadn't
Ernest looked at Paul, glancing at the muzzle which was still on his forehead, then a notification appeared in front of his eyes.[Ting!][Situation confirmed. The “I Am Your Father” effect reactivated in the next 3 seconds!]Not letting Paul blurt a word, Ernest had returned to his insane state, pulling the gun off Paul's hand.Paul had guessed it before. He understood that it would never be easy to hunt down a ferocious beast with just a gun.His thumb finger wanted to pull the trigger, but Ernest, with the effect reapplied, was faster.He threw the sword, tilting his head back, and pushing the muzzle towards the storehouse’s roof.Everything happened in just two seconds seamlessly as if he had done it thousands of times before.Bang! Bang! Bang!Three punchy noises of a gunshot echoed all over the storehouse. Instead of Ernest, it was the roof which was shot, leaving three holes.Paul wasn't expecting this. He could never imagine that Ernest could be so fast that all his guns didn'
The information from Silver Skull Gang that they had found their long lost young master had spreaded all over the Kaselline Alley, as well as its members who were still working everywhere in the country.Like an invisible wiping all over the country.The Silver Skull Gang hadn't been a gang at first. Their leader, Olly The Otter wasn't the first gang head as well.It was his grandfather who created the gang, despite the fact that he had spent his life living as an ordinary person and not even knowing how to fight.So why had the Silver Skull Gang created?All the members of the gang may have heard that it was for protecting the heir of another family, like an everlasting promise inherited by generations of Olly's family.They all knew that Olly had spent years looking for someone, no matter that there had been no information, and Olly’s subordinates sent back nothing.Not even Olly knew who he was looking for, except for the sole title ‘young master’.Dean, Olly’s younger brother, had
Saying, Olivia didn't stop coming closer and closer to Ernest, even though there was a table between them.Ernest was terrified as he realized which was first moving towards him wasn't Olivia but… her big chest and the porcelain skin which was about to blind him in the holy light of the adult world.Fck—now Ernest didn't even remember how many times he said this word, due to his extreme terror to be there.What the fck of greetings was that? There were three, no, four men staring at her, and she was about to show her big boobs?W-wait, didn’t she want Ernest to touch them???Suddenly Ernest remembered one of his former colleagues, who had used to work at the nightclub but now left this bustling city and became a hard-working peasant.You ask why?It was touching an unfamiliar drunk woman's chest in the nightclub which had made that poor guy be hit by that woman's boyfriend.An entire beer bottle hit into his head. And even though Ernest’s friend had explained, in tears and mucus, that
When Ernest said so, both Olivia and Dean turned back to look at him. Their eyes were full of consideration and caution.However, instead of screaming like a chicken, now Ernest suddenly felt so pleasant as if all the pressure had already gone.That's it! Ernest now had lost all his five precious Living Days in drawing five Supernatural Ability Chests, all of which had been used up before.Ernest now wasn't just an ordinary person. He had just one day left to survive, and ten million dollars waiting to be spent before dawn.Now even an idiot could figure out which was more important between the scare of those gangsters and more Living Days.Nobody could stop him from gaining more Living Days!!!Thinking so, Ernest’s smile was even brighter than before. He looked back at Monkey with humiliation, like what Monkey had done before.“Actually I didn't pay attention to anyone except for my opponents as I was drowning in my own fun. But if you were there, witnessing everything but just stand
“WHAT???” Now even Olivia couldn't sit there anymore. She also stood up in shock, her blue eyes were about to roll off her face. “Youngster, what do you say?”“My name is Ernest Eswaranski, please don't call me ‘youngster’.” Ernest narrowed his eyebrows. “And yes, I want to buy your headquarters.”“It's unacceptable! Just forget it!” Monkey said as he left his seat and walked towards Ernest. “Ernest Eswaranski, fine, it's possible that you have saved our head Olly, but it's not the reason for you to make those unimaginable demands!”“You just saved Olly and now you want to buy our headquarters? Who has ordered you to do so?”“Even if we agreed to this, would you have a penny to buy our headquarters?”Saying, Monkey stepped closer and held Ernest’s collar.It wasn't the clothes which Ernest had worn before because it's tattered, wet of blood, and unusable after a bloody fight. The new one was given by Dean, and obviously, it wasn't as good as the one Ernest had spent nearly one millio