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Alvin zapped through the police station, narrowly missing a delivery bike. He continued to run, accelerating his speed till he reached the speed of light, simply dashing past people and buildings. Oliver was already feeling dizzy, despite the fact that Alvin was carrying him, doing his best not to rattle him up. All the running and wind whooshing past made him sick and dizzy, the buildings kept zapping past in a blur, he could barely see. It was all too fast to capture. This uncle, he can't be the mythical Flash that runs at the speed of light, could he? But Flash was just a movie, how could there be someone that actually had such abilities? Oliver shut his eyes, not wanting to see anything. The movement was too fast for his eyes to process, making him dizzy. He sighed and decided to trust Alvin, keeping his eyes closed. Where he was taking him didn't matter anymore. However, the air pressure surrounding them became another cause for concern, making it hard for him to regulate his
The septillionaire's superstar system YOU'RE SUSPICIOUS
Alvin smiled at him and shook his head, gasping. “Even if I explain to you, you will still not understand me. I'm exhausted.” “Martha just called me to know if you came home with Tiffany. But I didn't hear your car drive in.” Alvin smiled and stood up, making his way to the kitchen. “Sam, there are many things about me you will never be able to understand. Don't ask questions, in a good time, I will tell you what you need to know. But for now, I need you to take care of my little friend while I go pick up the girls.” Alvin said to Sam who was following him. Alvin stopped in the kitchen and searched the fridge. Sure enough, there were leftovers of what Martha made in the afternoon. He washed his hand clean and transferred the chicken soup to a ceramic bowl, and added rice to a different one, and pushed them into the microwave, after scooping the beef stew on one side of the rice. While the food warmed, he washed two apples and peeled some bananas, placing them in a bowl alongsi
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“Tiffany, I'm on my way up, open the door.” Alvin’s urgent voice jolted Tiffany up from the bed. She immediately sighed in relief. She was already tired of moaning, it has been more than two hours but Alvin didn't return as he said. He was nowhere as fast as he made her believe, causing her to wonder if something had happened to him along the way. Even her fake moans got weaker, and she had to supplement it with a voice from the porn, lowered a bit. It got to a point where another idea occurred to her. The moans from the porn were too monotonous and slutty, nearly giving everything away. She suddenly screamed a few times on top of her voice, and spanked herself. Followed by a masculine voice, saying shush. Immediately after putting on her little play, she turned on music from her phone to the highest level, switching off the porn. Whoever listening will assume that they turned up the music because her moans were too loud, and they needed to drown her voice. She also shouted at interv
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Alvin pulled into the hospital parking lot, noticing that the amount of police officers staking out had drastically reduced. But on closer look, he could see people wearing casual clothes, disguised as caretakers of the hospitalized patients while covertly checking out the environment. Tiffany adjusted the scarf on her neck which Alvin had bought for her a few minutes ago when he branched into a departmental store, making sure it hid the hickey on her neck. “You don't have to worry or feel ashamed, I will explain it all to Martha.” Alvin whispered and smiled at her. They got down from the car, and locked it, pretending not to notice the covert gazes from the police who didn't manage to hide the fact that they received a tip off well enough. Alvin and Tiffany moved to the VIP hospital room where the girls were admitted. Tiffany took a deep breath and adjusted her clothes and hair, using her phone camera to check her face. “You're fine. No one will notice.” Alvin whispered to her.
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“I was the one who brought him home.” Alvin whispered, going to sit beside Oliver who was still sleeping. His face had turned white and he was having trouble breathing. Alvin caressed his face with a smile, feeling his heart ache. Leah turned to look at Alvin. “Did you rescue him today?” She whispered, turning to him. Alvin had rescued her two nights ago and brought her home, treating her like his family. So it didn't take long for her to realize where the boy came from. “Exactly. He's the boy whom the doctors tried to steal his livers and kidneys and give it to the child of a wealthy government official that's a member of an evil organization. As you can see, the police are working for the evil organization. That's why the police came to surround the hospital so that I won't be able to take the boy outside. Luckily, I found my way out, and Tiffany here helped out. The police tried to question me, suspecting that I was the man who took the child away. But luckily, Tiffany provi
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Leah signed heavily, thinking carefully about what to say. Although Alvin never told her what he did, she had a rough idea from the things she has seen so far. He always seems to always know where things are happening, showing that he has a wide information network. “My brother's identity is complicated. The identity I guess you want to inquire about is his military skill. He's a high ranking member of a special service team. And he works alone, with the help from a tech team. That's why he occasionally needs help to get things done. The special service team is independent from the rest of the military, taking on their own missions which sometimes go against the government interest and that of the greedy people on top who are members of evil organizations. But rest assured, my brother is not involved in crime. Everything he does is for the good of the common people of the world. He also keeps all his promises, none of you need to worry.” **** Alvin walked outside and sighed heavi
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Alvin was dressed in a black and red professional motorcycle rider's gear and boots. The helmet under his arms in addition to his clothes and boots made him look like a professional biker. His hair was slightly tousled and he had a mischievous grin on his face. “Why is it you?” Elena asked, a look of confusion on her face as he returned the helmet to him. “Who were you expecting to see? Elena Turner, it's good to see you again. I'm Alvin Kent.” He replied with a smile, offering his hand. “Where's my brother? And why did you rescue him?” Elena asked suspiciously, taking his hand like one in a daze. “When you left yesterday, I told myself that I needed to give you a tip of some sort. Who would have expected that I received a mission to rescue your brother a few hours later? Elena Turner, you don't need to think too much about it. Just follow me.” Alvin replied and diverted to the path that connected one of three hallways to the underground parking lot. Elena followed him and fo
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Alvin Kent yawned, feeling exhausted. He had been working various jobs since morning, not counting the household chores that always kept him busy at home. He just graduated from college using partial scholarships, and had not been able to find a corporate job, making him forced to continue his odd jobs. “A glass of mocktail please.” A girl shouted from a corner where she and her noisy friends were sitting. “Coming right up.” Alvin quickly served them and turned to leave. A familiar song began to play, making him frown. “Isn't this the song Sonya escorted me to their company to record last week? How come it's already on air?” Alvin whispered in confusion. “Why did she release it without telling me? Was it supposed to be a surprise?” He muttered, knowing there was no way his wife of two years would intentionally try to make him happy.“Fred Coleman's song is playing. Wow! He released this song just yesterday and the song is already climbing the charts so fast. I never knew he was t
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Alvin was dressed in a black and red professional motorcycle rider's gear and boots. The helmet under his arms in addition to his clothes and boots made him look like a professional biker. His hair was slightly tousled and he had a mischievous grin on his face. “Why is it you?” Elena asked, a look of confusion on her face as he returned the helmet to him. “Who were you expecting to see? Elena Turner, it's good to see you again. I'm Alvin Kent.” He replied with a smile, offering his hand. “Where's my brother? And why did you rescue him?” Elena asked suspiciously, taking his hand like one in a daze. “When you left yesterday, I told myself that I needed to give you a tip of some sort. Who would have expected that I received a mission to rescue your brother a few hours later? Elena Turner, you don't need to think too much about it. Just follow me.” Alvin replied and diverted to the path that connected one of three hallways to the underground parking lot. Elena followed him and fo
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Leah signed heavily, thinking carefully about what to say. Although Alvin never told her what he did, she had a rough idea from the things she has seen so far. He always seems to always know where things are happening, showing that he has a wide information network. “My brother's identity is complicated. The identity I guess you want to inquire about is his military skill. He's a high ranking member of a special service team. And he works alone, with the help from a tech team. That's why he occasionally needs help to get things done. The special service team is independent from the rest of the military, taking on their own missions which sometimes go against the government interest and that of the greedy people on top who are members of evil organizations. But rest assured, my brother is not involved in crime. Everything he does is for the good of the common people of the world. He also keeps all his promises, none of you need to worry.” **** Alvin walked outside and sighed heavi
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“I was the one who brought him home.” Alvin whispered, going to sit beside Oliver who was still sleeping. His face had turned white and he was having trouble breathing. Alvin caressed his face with a smile, feeling his heart ache. Leah turned to look at Alvin. “Did you rescue him today?” She whispered, turning to him. Alvin had rescued her two nights ago and brought her home, treating her like his family. So it didn't take long for her to realize where the boy came from. “Exactly. He's the boy whom the doctors tried to steal his livers and kidneys and give it to the child of a wealthy government official that's a member of an evil organization. As you can see, the police are working for the evil organization. That's why the police came to surround the hospital so that I won't be able to take the boy outside. Luckily, I found my way out, and Tiffany here helped out. The police tried to question me, suspecting that I was the man who took the child away. But luckily, Tiffany provi
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Alvin pulled into the hospital parking lot, noticing that the amount of police officers staking out had drastically reduced. But on closer look, he could see people wearing casual clothes, disguised as caretakers of the hospitalized patients while covertly checking out the environment. Tiffany adjusted the scarf on her neck which Alvin had bought for her a few minutes ago when he branched into a departmental store, making sure it hid the hickey on her neck. “You don't have to worry or feel ashamed, I will explain it all to Martha.” Alvin whispered and smiled at her. They got down from the car, and locked it, pretending not to notice the covert gazes from the police who didn't manage to hide the fact that they received a tip off well enough. Alvin and Tiffany moved to the VIP hospital room where the girls were admitted. Tiffany took a deep breath and adjusted her clothes and hair, using her phone camera to check her face. “You're fine. No one will notice.” Alvin whispered to her.
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“Tiffany, I'm on my way up, open the door.” Alvin’s urgent voice jolted Tiffany up from the bed. She immediately sighed in relief. She was already tired of moaning, it has been more than two hours but Alvin didn't return as he said. He was nowhere as fast as he made her believe, causing her to wonder if something had happened to him along the way. Even her fake moans got weaker, and she had to supplement it with a voice from the porn, lowered a bit. It got to a point where another idea occurred to her. The moans from the porn were too monotonous and slutty, nearly giving everything away. She suddenly screamed a few times on top of her voice, and spanked herself. Followed by a masculine voice, saying shush. Immediately after putting on her little play, she turned on music from her phone to the highest level, switching off the porn. Whoever listening will assume that they turned up the music because her moans were too loud, and they needed to drown her voice. She also shouted at interv
YOU'RE SUSPICIOUS
Alvin smiled at him and shook his head, gasping. “Even if I explain to you, you will still not understand me. I'm exhausted.” “Martha just called me to know if you came home with Tiffany. But I didn't hear your car drive in.” Alvin smiled and stood up, making his way to the kitchen. “Sam, there are many things about me you will never be able to understand. Don't ask questions, in a good time, I will tell you what you need to know. But for now, I need you to take care of my little friend while I go pick up the girls.” Alvin said to Sam who was following him. Alvin stopped in the kitchen and searched the fridge. Sure enough, there were leftovers of what Martha made in the afternoon. He washed his hand clean and transferred the chicken soup to a ceramic bowl, and added rice to a different one, and pushed them into the microwave, after scooping the beef stew on one side of the rice. While the food warmed, he washed two apples and peeled some bananas, placing them in a bowl alongsi
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Alvin zapped through the police station, narrowly missing a delivery bike. He continued to run, accelerating his speed till he reached the speed of light, simply dashing past people and buildings. Oliver was already feeling dizzy, despite the fact that Alvin was carrying him, doing his best not to rattle him up. All the running and wind whooshing past made him sick and dizzy, the buildings kept zapping past in a blur, he could barely see. It was all too fast to capture. This uncle, he can't be the mythical Flash that runs at the speed of light, could he? But Flash was just a movie, how could there be someone that actually had such abilities? Oliver shut his eyes, not wanting to see anything. The movement was too fast for his eyes to process, making him dizzy. He sighed and decided to trust Alvin, keeping his eyes closed. Where he was taking him didn't matter anymore. However, the air pressure surrounding them became another cause for concern, making it hard for him to regulate his
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Alvin sighed heavily. “Since there's a problem, why did you tell me in the first place and raise my hopes up?” “Of course, it's so that you can make a decision. Even though there's a problem, as long as you make up your mind, you can tackle it if you choose to. The problem is that although a back alley cuts through the series of shortcuts, there are houses in between. The main issue is the ghetto you need to pass through. There are houses randomly scattered. Not just that, when you finally cross into the middle class neighborhood, you will still need to be careful of security cameras, street patrols, guard dogs and what not. Also, there's no guarantee you will find a buggy at the ranch when you finally arrive.” The system said. “Cutting through houses? Can I see the simulation of the route? I need to check what it looks like and how high the houses and fences are.” “Order received. Simulating the ghetto alley path in progress. 1℅ 20% 70% 100%. Stimulation completed.” A huge
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“Move out, it's time to replace batch B.” A voice announced through a public announcement system. One of the policemen puffed out smoke from the cigarette, blowing it towards the boy. The boy coughed at that moment, unable to take the high intake of smoke into his lungs anymore. The policeman who was stomping off the remainder of the cigarette butt stopped and turned towards the direction of the area Alvin hid the boy, making his heart skip multiple beats. Did they find out? Alvin’s hand went to his dagger, ready to eliminate them immediately. Rather than let them take the boy to where they will harvest his liver, he would rather kill them all and let them enter the ground. After all, they were adults that have lived half their lives, while the boy is still a teenage kid that has not seen the world. The question of who should die for whom, and who should live was as clear as day. Just as Alvin was about to make his move, the first policeman who spoke suddenly sneezed and coughed.
