The Invincible Student Heir

Chapter 18

I quickly performed a head count as the men alighted from their cars. Twelve solid men in powerful suits, looking every inch as powerful as they should. 

A man stepped forward out of the dozen and headed towards me. 

He was intercepted by the leader of the gang and his henchmen. "Good..." The leader trailed off when he saw their faces grow grim. 

The group moved past the leader and his gang towards me and bowed as soon as they got close. "Young master." They chorused. 

"Is this the guy who offended you?" I could see the perplexed look on the leader's face, and there was nothing wrong with him. 

"I am sorry," the leader quickly apologized when he realized his failure but I wasn't going to take this.

I walked towards him and landed in a hot slap. "You shouldn't apologize now simply because you saw that I am stronger than you. You made a lot of claims earlier on, why don't you stand by them?" I inquired happily that he was going to regret his actions. 

The leader's mouth fell open, yet no words came out. 

My eyes roamed around the environment looking for sufficient punishment for him. I wasn't going to let him off the hook just like that. I grinned immediately after I saw a pile of dog feces. 

"If you want me to forgive you... Then you have to do the needful. One of these is... Licking that." I pointed at it. 

He shook his head in repulsion. "I can't!" He refused. 

I grinned simply because he did not understand what was going on. He probably thought he had a choice but didn't know that I was out for him. "You do not want to test me... I promise it will not end well for you and you might not be able to recover." I promised him, watching him wrinkle his nose more.

Without warning, my people moved towards where they were standing. "Get on your knees." They commanded, before slapping each of them. 

The men clutched their cheeks from the impact, realizing that this was a serious issue and they weren't going to escape my wrath. 

"This is preposterous! You cannot treat us this way and expect that we are happy!" They tried to claim right, however I could hear the shakiness in their voices. They knew they had messed up and there was no remedy. 

"You should have thought of that before going ahead to act unseemly!" One of my men yelled. 

They were on their knees with nowhere left to turn, making me laugh. "Please do not do this to me. I know that I probably deserve it but please do not treat me in this manner." The leader begged.

I kept on chuckling, watching the less of a spine try to plead his way out of his punishment, yet remaining unmoved. "Do you think I was joking with you?" I inquired from him. There was a clear difference between him and me. 

My men collected their guns so that they wouldn't try anything funny and now reality dawned permanently on them. "Make them pay," I ordered and my men bounced on them, hitting them with small sticks which I didn't know they possessed, also kicking them in the shin, making them cry out in pain. 

Josh glanced at me, probably trying to make me reconsider my decisions, but I wasn't going to listen. He deserved better and I was going to ensure he got it. 

"Do not even say a word." I stopped him instantly. 

He moved a bit backward, unable to see this man suffering. "Are you ready to lick it or not?" I demanded, while haughtily picking my nails. 

"Yes, yes, I would!" He conceded, and I smiled softly. This was exactly what I was talking about. 

He was bruised beyond repair. 

"Go ahead." I urged him, hoping that he didn't refuse. If not, I was going to make a mess out of him again. 

He obeyed with instant alacrity, making me smile in satisfaction. Dealing with this kind of people made me insanely happy. 

He began to vomit immediately after he returned from the ordeal. "How do you feel?" I asked him sarcastically. 

He continued spitting, trying, "How much does my friend owe you again?" I inquired, pretending not to remember the initial amount. 

He shook his head. "I do not want a repayment. Take it as a gift, Josh." He said hurriedly with fear written all over his face. 

I wrinkled my nose at his pathetic display of generosity. "Nah... I wouldn't want to take advantage of you. Send me your account number, I will transfer the money right now." I told him.

"Five hundred thousand dollars." He replied.

"I'll send a million dollars. You will never set foot within a close perimeter of my friend. Do I make myself clear?" I inquired again. 

"Yes, sir." They chorused loudly before rushing away.