Novel & Cerita Onigawara Mob Psycho

The calm guy said. I was still in my previous position. Didn’t move a muscle. I wonder what they are going to do next. The bars open, I could tell from the sound. My eyes were closed but I could still sense two shadows standing in front of me. “I can’t believe we caught him alive. I heard a lot about this guy before and he is a fucking psycho.” The calm guy said and the other one sounded even panic. “Hurry! I don’t want to end up like Eric! It could be that he was awake by now.”

I was fortunate enough to study information regarding monsters last night, when I felt like I didn’t possess enough knowledge about this world. And this, this... THING in front of me is the reason why I nitpick about the unfairness of giving informations about this world. I unconsciously heaved a long sigh. There’s nothing I can do about it now, can I? Saying from a side character’s point of view, or A.K.A, the mob character of this world that deserves living for the first several chapters, I didn’t have that priority over other main characters. “So...” I eyed the lifeless polar bear slash rabbit monster in front of me. This strange thing that the author came up with actually has its own nam

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“And you thought beating him up was going to get your money back? How exactly did you think that was going to help,” He smirked, “Well, it would certainly help… Motivate him to get my money faster,” he replied without remorse. “He never said he wasn't going to pay back. He just doesn't have it yet. How do you justify doing this to people? How does it seem right to you?” His eyes flashed and he took a step forward. The movement was so sudden that it startled Susan. Enough to make her take two steps backwards. Bad move, because all it did was bring her back against the wall, and now she looked like a frightened little mouse as Leo towered over her.

I trotted down the stairs and arrived at the second door, at which I used a retinal scanner to open. As soon as the door swept open, a gust of cool, metallic air hit me. I stepped into the open cement space. Underneath the bluish haze of the fluorescents was a chair in the middle of the floor. A man was tied to it, his face unrecognizable beneath the puffy purple and green welts covering his cheeks, mouth, and eyes. His nose was swollen and crusted in dry blood, the middle of it bent at a grotesque angle. “Boss,” greeted Nuel.

Our eyes locked, intense, hot, and lusty. “This time I won’t give you pleasure, darling. You’ll only get pain. I’ll fuck you out of anger. It’s called anger bang.” I shivered. “Are you ready?” He asked. I nodded. “Strip off your clothes!” He growled. ********

Even if I was so fucking confused at the moment, I was sure of one thing, which was my severe attraction for her. _ Thursday came by pretty slow. But now that it was here, I found myself getting nervous like a thirteen year old boy. Fremantle Michealson succeeded in turning a Mafia Lord, into a whipped pussy. That would serve a marvelously pathetic news headline. "They're here, boss. The designers." Jojo, my right hand man after Liam told me. I nodded and told him off, turning to the mirror to fix myself before mentally cursing and heading to the door. When have I ever had to dress up for a woman?

"Let's see how calm and collected you are after this." He pulled out a small device from his pocket, a sleek black rectangle that fit neatly in his hand. He pressed a button, and a video feed flickered to life on the screen. Vincenzo's heart sank as he saw Annizah, bound and gagged, her eyes wide with fear. She was in a dimly lit room, the same cold, dank atmosphere as his own prison. "No!" Vincenzo shouted, struggling against his restraints. "You bastard!"

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

I hear Dangelo's voice curse, "Guys you wont believe what I found in his basement. Merda. He's in horrible condition. Restrain that man, adesso!" I reach under my dress and pull out my gun immediately and aim it at him, "Hands in the air, fucktard!" Mafalda did the same as me, only she aimed at his head, "Move and I'll blow that brain right out of that bald head of yours." His eyes widened and he tries to step back. I waste no time aiming at his kneecap and pulling the trigger. He howled out a scream. "Stuff is mouth, Miliani." my partner instructs.