That very night, Mr. Quaker was in a sour mood and gorged himself on food and alcohol with friends before heading home.

He was just strolling down a lane when someone leapt off the wall, smiling and waving at him.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Quaker snapped at him, and strode past him.

"Wait! Let me show you my magic trick!"

The man cut him off, hiding his face with his hands while asking, "Guess what?"

"Fuck off!" Mr. Quaker ignored him and tried to walk past him again when that man lowered his palms.

Mr. Quaker flinched and immediately sobered up, dropping on his rear as he was left stunned.

After all, the man's face was suddenly rotting away when he removed his hands. Maggots were crawling out of his cheeks, while his left eyeball dropped out, landing just in front of Mr. Quaker!

However, the man suddenly disappeared.

I must be drunk! I was just imagining

things and started to forget, the

"You're so slow!"

Quaker looked down to see that he did not

overwhelming him right then, Mr. Quaker bolted, only for

was actually floating too, while Mr. Quaker's screams resounded in the

Frankton Tower, Frank, Jada, and the others

failed and Frank wiped out their safehouses, BM Group had gone quiet

the calm before the storm. He therefore instructed Jada to keep both eyes

ran headlong into another man but quickly caught him, asking, "Are

head, and grabbed Frank's wrists as he sobbed, "I'm

"Do we know each

the man exclaimed, flailing his

he should laugh or cry-it was none other than the

ignorant of his family's tradition, Mr.

his eyes. Stubble grew all over his

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