"Well, things are different now!" the old man exclaimed. "The north end is the same old, but the south is totally different now! Hell, they built a villa right out of the hill's body-it's really amazing! "On top of that, there's a tiger prowling there, and it stood over three feet tall!"

Even if he painted such a vivid picture, everyone around him remained skeptical.

However, it was still a tale to tell for the villagers, and the geezers who heard it were all telling their families about it.

Eventually, the youths in the village gathered that night and left the village as they headed to the southern side of the hill, led by a big man in his twenties.

"The old man wasn't lying. That's a grand villa!"

"Let's take photos. We have to show it to everyone-the life of the rich is something we can't imagine!"

"Why don't we just check it out? There's no one else around anyway, and we'd live comfortably for the rest of our lives if we find anything good!"

The group quickly split into two groups-one was taking photos from beneath the mountain to brag, while the others were greedy and ready to pillage.

Alda were out on

are you people?!" Sylvie

and taking a

ready to turn and leave, seeing that they

won't bother you, but this is our village's turf!

scar like his moniker suggested and was the local thug

villagers turned as well-Frank, Sylvie, and Alda were just three people, so they could knock them out and take what

Sylvie was glowering at once from being threatened. "Tax, you say? Quit joking around and

Furious, Scar promptly snapped,

rather run your mouth, let me

can have the

friends traded glances-they were planning to rob the

reasoned, "Come on, Scar. We'll just knock them out and let them be. We don't

feet? I'm telling you, the punishment for robbery is worse than having those bitches for yourselves! And there's no one else around here anyway, so who's going to

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