My Sudden Rich System

Chapter 5: Vigilante Action

"Is that a real gun?" Those guys exclaimed as he backed away. It turned out they only carry a gun and don't know how to use it properly.

"Get down now, or I'll shoot your leg and make you crippled for life."

"Fuck!" They were still reluctant, but when they heard the police sirens from afar, they panicked.

"My friends are on their way," Asher said confidently.

Asher knew he was risking his life. If this trick didn't work, Asher would be the one lying in the hospital forever. Asher was glad to see those men surrender.

Asher grabbed the rope from his bag and tossed it to Rachel, who looked confused but understood what Asher meant.

"I get it," Rachel used the rope to tie up the criminals.

After securing them all, Rachel walked up to Asher and thanked him sincerely. Asher was thrilled as it was his first time being so close to a beautiful woman, so he was naturally nervous.

"Thank you," Rachel said.

Asher compared Rachel to his Britney and realised there was no comparison. Both of those women are not on the same level. Britney was only pretty because of heavy makeup, but the woman in front of him was pure and natural.

Before Asher could enjoy his moment, a powerful kick to his waist sent him flying onto the wall.

"What the f-? Is this the return I deserve?"

Asher didn't know who attacked him as he lost consciousness. Anne, who just appeared, put Asher's hands in handcuffed.

"Rachel, glad I made it in time. Now you finally saved from these assholes," Anne said with a smile.

"Anne, I think you misunderstood the situation. You just attacked the guys who saved me. That man is an undercover cop," Rachel protested.

Rachel pointed at them and said, "Those men are the real bastards."

Several cops arrived and took the men into a police car, then drove away. Meanwhile, Rachel and Anne decided to take Asher to the hospital.

"Where am I?" Asher muttered as he woke up in a hospital bed, feeling some pain.

"You're awake, thank goodness," Rachel said happily.

Asher looked pitiful in his patient clothes with bandages around his head. The man responded, "Why am I here? I think someone attacked me before."

Asher now has a prominent mind. Ares muttered, "That person should apologise to me!"

"Apologise? Why should I apologise to you? You're the one who pretended to be a cop and threatened those people with a fake gun. You're lucky I didn't arrest you for impersonating an officer," Anne said coldly.

"Fake gun? Impersonating an officer? What are you talking about?" Asher was confused because his intention was just to help Rachel.

"Don't play dumb with me. I saw your fucking ID. It says you're an engineer, not a cop. And your gun is fake. Look, I even found a sticker on it that said 'Toys only'," Anne said, showing him the evidence.

Asher looked at the ID and the gun in disbelief. He realised he had made a terrible mistake. Anne is quite a stubborn woman.

"Oh, no. It is not what it looks like. I swear my motive is good," Asher tried to explain.

"Sure, sure. And what am I? The president of this country?" Anne said sarcastically.

"Anne, please stop being so mean. He's telling the truth. He really is there to help me. This man is courageous and smart," Rachel said, defending Asher.

"Really? Then why didn't you tell me before? Why did you let me hit him and handcuff him?" Anne asked Rachel.

"You acted so fast before I even said a word. I didn't have time to stop you," Rachel said.

"Fine, fine. Maybe he really helped you. But that still doesn't mean he deserves an apology from me. This guy should be thanking me for saving his life. If those criminals had found out his gun was fake, they would have killed him, especially those men who got a real gun," Anne said.

"That's true, but you also hurt him badly. Look at this guy's head. He has a concussion, and his waist is bruised. He can barely move," Rachel said.

"So what? He's willing to throw himself in this situation. That guy can handle some pain. Besides, he's not even that handsome. Why are you so concerned about this man?" Anne said.

"What does his appearance have to do with anything? He's a human being, not an object. And for your information, I think he's quite attractive," Rachel said.

"You think this bastard is handsome? Are you fucking kidding me? He looks like a rat, and this lad played the vigilante shit," Anne said.

"A vigilante? More like a hero to me," Rachel said.

"All right. I've taken this man to the hospital, and all the expenses have been covered. Isn't that enough? Hey, you must want money. Just tell me how much?"

Since Anne was a little girl, everyone had always been friendly to her, and not a single person made her apologise because all problems could be solved with money.

Since becoming a policewoman, Anne realised that all cases could be solved by spending money. Whatever the problem, money is the solution.

"Money? I don't want your money. For me, money is just a number; your apology is enough to solve my current grievances." Asher would take advantage of this opportunity.

With the consortium system, money is meaningless in front of Asher, not that he doesn't want it. Asher wants to teach the beautiful woman  that not all problems can be solved with it.

"You?" It was the first time Anne saw someone who didn't care about money. If Asher mentioned the number as compensation, Anne would give it without blinking.

Rachel was also surprised; she didn't expect that the man she had turned away from at the restaurant before was so strong in his stance that even her friend Anne was helpless to face him, somehow seeing Asher's handsome face again made her heartbeat faster.

"Anne, just apologise this time. Don't you have to make a report right now?" Rachel reminded.

"Sorry," Anne said softly.

"What? I can't hear it," Asher responded.

"I've apologised and won't repeat myself. Just blame your ears for not listening," Anne raised her voice.

[Her name is Anne. Her Age is 24. Anne's Charms Point: 9. Her Talent: Taekwondo black belt]