Novel & Cerita The Jobless Guy Who Has Come To Slay

“Hi. I’m the fresh blood.” “Holy crackerjacks!” She looks up at him. “You a hybrid, kid? Like, are you part bear or somethin’?” “Nah, my mama just feeds me good.” He throws his head back and laughs. “Well, don’t worry, I got a guy who will keep that appetite goin’.” She whistles to Ryuu who is collecting money. “Ryuu, I got a guy for Katsh.” I wave to him. “Reaper, Crusher, and our new friend Slayer are hoping for a spot, too.”

He wants me to become his personal slave. What does he think of himself? His slave??? What should I do?? He won't give me the secretary job if I don't agree to be his slave. And I really need a job right now. He is making me angry. "You lost your job..." he said bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked at him confused about how he knew this, he continued, "And you won't be getting any job, no matter how much you try, how many interviews you give."

Pox added. “I did not set us up, Ember!” Raverine retorted. The sleeveless guy chuckled. “Oh, no, no. He is not in on this little game. He is actually a player too.” Raverine scoffed and gave the guy a death glare. “We are just here to ask something. Go find another prey,” Raverine plead. The sleeveless guy giggled and disappeared again in front of Raverine. “We are starving…” The sleeveless guy’s last words echoed within the store.

"If you're going to kill me, just get it over with. I'm not afraid to die." The man with a scar laughed harshly. "Oh, honey, you don't know what you're saying. Death would be the easy way out. You should be praying that our boss doesn't want you dead, because that would be a fate worse than anything you can imagine." I was speechless, unable to even respond with a curse. But just as I thought things couldn't get any worse, a new voice spoke up - one that was surprisingly young and handsome. "Nobody's getting fucked today," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "Not on my watch."

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

I stuttered, the guy’s glassy blue eyes peering down at me. “Hey puppet” he smirked before he turned to the men, the smile disappearing. The men gulped, their eyes slightly widened. “You guys are a bunch of fucking morons. I gave you one job. Knock the bitch out” he growled, his grip tightening on my arm as I struggled to escape. The two man looked at me as if they wanted to not just ‘knock me out’ but rather just kill me. I opened my mouth, getting ready to give them a piece of my mind but then, everything went black.

He Suddenly grabbed her two arms and pinned her against the wall using his full strength like on the brink of breaking her body. Upon hearing the loud sound of slap, George immediately sneaked out from the corner and found out his Boss being beaten by a girl. ‘You are really dead girl!’. “Do you know me? How dare you put a hand on me? You want to die?” Bill with arrogance, asked angrily to the girl who just slapped her. He is so furious that he could kill. He grasped her neck in one hand. He never been slapped in this lifetime. He is Bill Sky, no one dared to hurt him. He is the leader of the of the ‘Ruthless King’ company. There is no way he will be slapped just like that.

Yeah, this place was definitely it but I couldn't understand why we were staking out like this. Weren't we supposed to be in hiding and spying on them? One glance at Jake answered my question when he winked at me. They were both crazy, no wonder they needed a new guard. Jake scratched his head as if he was oblivious and smiled sheepishly. " Sorry man we just love the view over here and as a freelance photographer, we wanted to take some pictures okay?" He waved his phone and made to walk past them but was shoved back by the second guy with the mole on his forehead. Had he ever heard of surgery before?

Hundreds of alleys and corners needed to be passed by to guarantee my safety, in one of them— a psychopath is hired to kill me. “I can handle myself.” “I know you can,” Kaspian slips his palms into his pockets and hands me a knife. I stared at it and remembered the time when Sebastian gave me his favorite gun too. When I push it back into his hands, I could see the hurt of pride in his eyes. “I don’t wanna be made to repeat again, Viper.” “Fine then. I’m walking you home.” __________________ Walking with a syndicate boss has never been comfortable. Residents in the slums shut their doors on us as they caught a glimpse of Kaspian’s face. This time I couldn’t help but remark the inevitable.

“Why did you even meet him? Do you plan on joining his gang again? Have you considered it again? You promised to remain clean. You said you would never go into these things again. We promised to…” “Oh, shut up. Something else came up!” “Like?” “He received a job.” “And what is yours with it?” he breathed out in frustration. “Why would you even bother about it? Have you gone broke? Do you need money? How much? Is your company suffering or something?” “Kirill.” “Just tell me. Don’t be shy!” “You know it would take a lot to make me go bankrupt.” “Exactly, so why?!” “The job was to kill Lyra.”