《Rubik’s Man: I’m Rich & You’re Dead》Chapter 35 - Making A Grown Man Sh*t Himself
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Bull and Darius were the epitome of bodybuilders who were using illicit juice regularly to become so swollen. Their veins were standing up bravely across the expanse of their arms, neck and ugly faces. At the little lady’s behest, both men approached me in menacing strides.
“Am I supposed to be intimidated by you 2 stooges?” As I was wiping away the saliva from my face, they came up to me and grabbed my arm from both sides. They manhandled me roughly while dragging me toward the exit.
“Stop acting tough you piece of shit and get the fuck out.” These insulting words spewed out of Bull’s mouth. The little piss ant had 2 round earrings sticking out of his nostrils. He was basically inviting me to rip them out. So, what do you think I did?
Rip!
“Ah! My nose!” He started to squirm like a little bitch. If I’m to describe it with more accuracy, his voice resembled a screaming goat.
“Hey, Bull!” Darius quickly became aware of his partner’s cries. He held me at gunpoint and shouted, “You bastard! What did you do to him?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” I chuckled and told him exactly what I did. “I ripped these stupid rings from his big nose.” I showed them off twirling around my bloody fingers.
“Your dead meat!” Bull recovered quickly from his nose pain and placed me in a chokehold from behind. “Darius shoot this fucker in the chest!”
“With pleasure.” Darius glanced at Razi for approval before he glared at me and squeezed the trigger.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
3 gunshots echoed throughout the mansion. When their sound finally fade away, Bull tossed me to the ground thinking he and Darius had finished the job.
“He went down pretty easy huh?”
“Of course, he did. He was all bark but no bite. What else did you expect from a poser?”
While my head was plastered to the floor I heard Razi’s voice saying, “That’s what you get for disrespecting me, you derelict.” She sounded proud about my death. “You 2 get rid of his corpse apace. I don’t want him sticking up my home any further with that detestable scent. He smells like burning turtle ass.”
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I couldn’t pretend to be dead anymore, not when I heard how Big Red daughter was dissing my scent. I garnered her attention by lifting my head and hollering, “That’s the sweet scent of my smoking heart you bitch! How dare you call it detestable?”
“Huh!” The shock on Razi’s face when she heard me screaming was astounding.
“What the hell? He’s still alive?” Bull and Darius did what any other scared pigtail would have done. They backed away from my corpse a couple of paces while unloading their clip in my back.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
“Die you tough piece of shit!” They fired all of their bullets until there was none left in the chamber. “That must have done the job right?”
“I’m afraid it hasn’t.” I got up from the ground and dusted off my clothes. “Look what you’ve done to my suit. All these bullet holes aren’t fucking impressive. On which catwalk can this pass as to-date fashion?” I spun around while showing them the extent of the damage they did to my suit.
“Do you know how much Crowns this shit cost me? I expect to be compensated.” Pointing at the 2 muscle heads, I said, “Your lives shall suffice.”
“Am I dreaming?” Both men started to become weak in the knees as they stared at me with open eyes of shock. Big Red’s daughter was no different. It was mindboggling to them’ the fact that I was still alive, standing tall and erect like an excited boner.
Razi became terrified to the point where she began taking her frustrations out on her men. “What are you 2 big idiots doing just standing there? Go ahead and kill him!” She tossed a vase at them for more incentive.
“You heard the little lady. Come on and kill me.” I beckoned them to try, however, they were taking too goddamn long. “It seems you 2 are scared shitless of approaching me. In that case, I’ll come to you.”
Whoosh!
I dashed forward without using my Smoke Dash ability. I didn’t waste it on these small fries. They went down rather easily given that I used my normal strength. Bull was the first who fell by my hand, I saved Darius for second place and Razi for third.
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Pow!
A punch from my left hand to Bull’s gut gave him cramps which made him grip his stomach in anguish while leaning forward. I took his head in my grasp and uncorked it from his shoulders as easily as I would a water bottle.
“Holy fuck!” Darius stumbled on his buttocks upon witnessing his buddy’s head getting released from its muscular restraint followed by the fountain of blood.
“It’s your turn.” My sinister voice emphasized by my frightening persona made Darius drop a load of shit in his pants.
“Please don’t kill me.” His entire body was shivering.
“You’re fucking disgusting.” The stench was so abysmal that I had to rely on my recently earned skill to get rid of it.
The System’s power vaporized all the shit from my vicinity, clearing up the rancid stench that poisoned the air. “Ah, that’s much better. I never thought that there would be an actual use for this ability. It came in handy.”
“What did you do to me?” Big Red’s Daughter was curled up on the ground holding her stomach. She was in pain. The effects of the Filth Eraser must have cleaned her bowels as well.
I drifted my sight back to Darius. When he recognized how close I’d gotten, he began to beg me to spare him. “No, please don’t kill me! I’m sorry for shooting you. You didn’t get hurt so think about how unfair it would be to kill me for what I did.”
“Unfair?” This smart-mouth bastard tried to weasel his way out of paying for his crimes. “That shit doesn’t work on me. I am as cunning as a serpent and cold as ice. You will join your friend very soon. Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick.”
“No! Don’t!” The reverberating echo of his vice lingered for 30 seconds after I rip his heart out of his chest.
“What’s this? I’ve unlocked another Tittle?” I expanded the message to learn more about it.
--Heart Puller Info--
>> Gain an extra 13 Skill Points with every heart you pull
>> Increase chances of manifesting rare Rubik’s Cube
>> Health increase by 10%
“Oh, this System is full of surprises. It assigns me a new Title based on how I kill my victims. I should kill more creatively from here on out to earn more terrifying Titles. I wonder… if I uncork another head will I earn the Head Uncorker Title? What benefits would that give me?”
This thought lingered in my mind, thus I decided to try out my theory on Big Red’s daughter. She was still lying on the floor close to the staircase. “Hey, will you be my guinea pig for a sec?” I stepped over Darius’s corpse as I walked in her direction.
“Don’t come any closer!” She shouted while behaving frantically. At the way she was sweating, I thought it would have erased the tattoos from her skin. “I said stay away from me or you will regret it!”
“How so?” The moment I asked this question, I noticed her tapping fiercely on a device in her hand. It looked similar to a phone but it wasn’t. Whatever she pressed sent off multiple alarms all across the estate. The damn noise was so irritating that I could feel my ears dripping blood.
I glanced down at the sexy culprit and asked her, “What is this noise for, are you calling the cops?”
“Even worse.” Razi expressed a maniacal grin that temporarily spoiled her beauty. “Just stay right there and you’ll find out in a second. I promise you it will be your worst nightmare.”
“Oh? A nightmare that can put the great, Smoke Pac to shiver. I am looking forward to this.” What she said gave me Goosebumps so I decided to spare her life for the time being. It was nothing that significant that I couldn’t take with just a snap of my fingers.
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