"You really are cocky eh?" Mr. Murock's eyes gleamed with outrage when he saw that Mr. Connor just stood there in a relaxed manner. Pah! Suddenly, Mr Connor made his move, sending a palm flying towards his chest. Although it appeared slow to the spectators.. but was it really? Mr. Murock's breath tightened because at that moment, he felt an unsuppressable pressure from the seemingly ordinary palm strike. Due to it weighing down on him, it made it impossible for him to dodge. Gah! The force of the palm strike threw him to the floor, causing him to violently cough, shocking those spectating in the scene. Mr. Murock was defeated? and in such an embarrassing manner? Was this the same man who was rumored to have stopped a moving bus with his bare hands. "Damn you!" Mr. Murock glared murderously at Mr. Connor. He felt he had lost just too much face. "Kill him!" he roared at his boys while holding his injured chest. "This.." frowns appeared on his subordinates expressions.They h
"Failed? What do you mean failed? Did the police catch up with you? making you fail to destroy all clues?" Silent Siren shook her head negatively. "No. I failed the assasination" "What?!" Lucian stared at Silent Siren flabbergasted. He knew her capabilities quite well. Sometimes he was even apprehensive that she might just pick up her gun and blow his brains off without him even knowing. That was why although she was his subordinate, he didn't treat her with any overbeariness. Silent Siren proceeded to recount how Oscar managed to dodge her bullet just at the last moment. This left the two brothers speechless. "I know what you are capable of. Even a peak tier Decimus ranker won't be able to replicate what he did. Only somebody of Mr. Murock's level can" Lucian stroked his chin as he made his analysis. "That's impossible!" Henry was the first to reject this possibility, since he was the one who knew Oscar the most, out of the trio.The dude was just a shameless trash bag who on
"Look who finally decided to show up!" Lio, the basketball coach blew his whistle as soon as Oscar arrived on the training court. "What's up man. I haven't seen you on campus for some time now" Jonas gave Oscar a friendly hug. "I was dealing with some urgent matters. You won't see me on campus for some time though. But, I'll try my best to squeeze out time for the SBC games" Oscar replied. "Speaking of the SBC, Coach announced that the first phase will be kicking off next week" Jonas informed. "So fast?" Drew was surprised. But that was it. He wasn't nervous or scared. Thanks to the *Beginner tier basketball level 9* skill he stole from Perry. If he ever came across a formidable opponent, he could just use *Snatch* to steal their skill from them.... The next day, after single handedly preparing breakfast of toast and scrambled eggs, Oscar placed a call across to Mr. Weymer. "Good morning Mr. Drew" a tired and lazy voice groaned from the other end."You sound tired. Perhaps I
Twisty Tipsey was a local pub located in Slime Ridge. Just like it's name, it was a ghetto area in West View. Vroom! A bentley came to a halt besides the pub, attracting the attention of many passer-bys. It couldn't be helped since it was rare to stumble upon such an expensive vehicle in Slime Ridge. Stepping out, Oscar grinned when he sensed the greedy gazes directed at him. He didn't care wether they vandalized the vehicle or not. He could just purchase another one. It wasn't like as if he had money issues. Entering the pub, he had to hold his breath due to the sudden wave of alchololic stench that slammed against his nostrill. It was his first time entering such a place afterall. At that moment, he saw a hand wave at him from a table located at the rear end of the pua. Getting to the table, Oscar finally saw the occupants. They were two men in their early thirties, clad in 'normal clothes' that wouldn't even worth more than $30. However, they both shared a striking resembl
"Sir Laufey, I came as soon as I got your call!" Lucian said subserviently as he bowed his head towards Mr. Murrock, who was seated inside a gazebo in his garden. Lucian had just been doing his early morning meditation when he recieved the former's call. He had quickly abandoned what he was doing and rushed over. He couldn't help but grow curious in his mind. What did Mr. Murrock need that he had to give him a call that early in the day. "That brat named Oscar. Have you managed to dispose of him?" Mr. Murrock asked, not bothering to mask his annoyance. After suffering a beating from Mr. Connor, he had to isolate himself indoors for two whole days to treat his injuries. He even spent a hell lot of money to hire a Divine Physician. As for those who witnessed his shameful humiliation, he had some of his subordinates silence. All these combined together fraustrated him deeply. "About that" Lucian scratched his chin awkwardly."The target proved harder to deal with than I expected.
"I still can't believe that things are happening in such a way. Just how did you manage to con my father, he isn't that easy to trick" Elsa pouted in annoyance as she handeled the wheels. "You are stubborn and naive. I still can't believe you strongly hold to those lies Laura fed to you at the party that night" Oscar who sat at the passenger seat, shook his head helplessly. "My cousin won't lie to me. Not to mention that I did a background check on you and all her claims were the truth" Elsa refuted. "Oh wow. Does that mean you were once interested in me?" Oscar grinned. "In your dreams!" After saying that, Elsa resorted to keep mute. And so, the rest of the journey was spent in silence. "Huh? Aren't we taking the path that leads to Blossom Valley?" Oscar blurted out in shock. Blossom Valley was a luxury neighbourhood located in West View. All of their residents were from affluent backgrounds. "Wait.. Elsa Brown.. Brown.. You are from the Brown family?!"Oscar shrieked as if
"Wow! This is your store house?" Oscar whistled with amazement as he stared around. The store house in question was a largd storage room, containing hell lot of show glasses which had many items inside, ranging from antiques to spirit items. "Tsk. You are still just a bumpkin. These are just my father's private stash, yet you are awe strucken. I wonder what your reaction will be like when you see the Brown family's treasury" Elsa scoffed. "I'm sorry for my daughter's rudeness. She's acting unlike her regular self" Mr. Hemsworth apologized, afraid that Oscar's opinion of him would change. "It's fine. I can barely even hear what's she's saying" Oscar shrugged. Smiling in relief, Mr. Hemsworth led Oscar to a show glass, containing an azure colored couldron. "This couldron is a antique spirit item. I bought if from an auction in the past" "It was once used by an expert Divine Physician to brew herbs. Although I have confirmed it's authenticity, I've not really put it to practical t
Once Oscar returned back to his apartment, he recieved a call from Goldie. "Oscar you idiot, what is this about? Do you enjoy skipping classes so much?!" Oscar grinned. He could already imagine the image of angry Goldie speaking through the phone. "I'm busy. You know the SBC starts in three days. I need to polish my basketball skills" he lied. "Tsk. Tsk." "So why did you call me?" Oscar asked. "Because I was in the mood to, duh!" "Tch. If that's the case, I'm hanging up now!" "You can't be serious!" "Watch me. I'll hang up in three.. two.. One.." "Fine! Fine!" Goldie shrieked from the other end. "I am going to an event this evening and I want you to follow me" "So, this is a date? c'mon that's supposed to be my line!" Oscar whined. "Hold up. Don't get ahead of yourself. I just wanted to introducd you to the social circle in this city so you know who you should offend or not! don't think too much about it!" Goldie scoffed."Pft. From the way I see things, you're the one wh