Secret's! [War Of K-M-DGsp-M4221] Locked OSO.0
[B1-6] For World Peace (2/4)

The sharp grin of the gangster members who were leaning against the side of the alley wall, made Ret nervous. He knew that the gangster was the leader of the other gangster members.

Ignoring the gangster leader's sharp gaze, Ret continued walking back to the outside of the alley in a cold and calm manner. “No. Thanks―”

“Perhaps, Boss,” one of the gangster members is licking the woman, interrupting her, “She wants to be a hero pretender.”

“I don't really like *****,“ object Ret. He stopped walking, showing his wide back to them. “Really. Excuse me, then. “

“Humm The leader of the gangster member spit a cigarette in his mouth into the ground, and walked up to the woman he called *******. “Padahan, I will give you a very cheap price to play with.”

Uh, even if you call him *****, think Ret. I see this is clearly persecution. But ... what is my business, lah―

“Once,” says the gangster leader, “of course.”

Ret turned and continued walking while replying her hand.

Before he was about to turn in the corner of the alley, he saw the woman lying on the ground looking at him and looking at him with a look of hope.

If only they were thugs, I could have saved you. Sorry, Ret thought, looking back at the woman and shaking her head.

Ret continued walking and disappeared from the view of the woman who began to be mobbed by gangster members. As with a very leisurely pace, he looked at the road outside the alley. However, as he clearly saw the bright light outside the alley, he bit his lip until it bled while replying his jaw, frustrated.

“This fire,” murmured, gripping the heart while tightening his jaw rep, “In this kind of Era, with this kind of feeling. Disappear, dammit! It is clear that ...”

The feeling called ‘conscience’ in the entertainment era is a bully in any population caste cluster. Plans, tactics, hypocrisy, selfishness, greed and covetousness as well as things=hal that benefit yourself―asalkan not part of ‘crime’ and do not violate ‘atur’ World System, it was the basis for survival in the Entertainment Era.

“.... All that, already taught to me there,” furious, “But why? This is still ...”

Distracting gangster members was not a logical thing for him right now. So he tried to stay calm by taking a breath and then exhaling it.

For now, I have to find another path, he thought.

Stopping at the boundary between the street and the dark alley, Ret pulls out her smartphone while typing something.

“Do I have to call Justice-man?” he murmured, staring at the screen of his smartphone. He refolded his eyes, continued grumbling, “Lost 300 Credits now, it was tantamount to suicide.”

Ret shook his head while saving his smartphone back, then walked with heavy steps out the alley. In fact, as he stepped his feet out of the alley, he could still hear a groan accompanied by a slight scream of pain from a woman echoing from the alley behind him.

He tightly grasped the paper of the path persuader inside the pocket of his black jacket.

Besides free, they will definitely come after 5 minutes of my call, Ret thought, continuing to walk forward.

He walked back to the signboard, to change the path he was about to walk.

“If only they were thugs, I could still fight back. They're gangsters, huh, there's no way I―” muttered Ret, shaking his head. He kept saying something vague to convince himself, “And more important is my Credits! Only 501 Credits left, if I call Justice-man ...."

With a face that showed frustration and despair, he continued walking with very heavy steps and continued to gain weight.

Then, he looked to the right side, where the horses were sound asleep in their stables. And look at the pile of wooden logs next to the stables. There's no way I―it's too heavy, he thought.

As Ret shook his head, as if it had been arranged by Him, he saw a wooden block the size of a baseball bat squeezed between the wooden logs.

Ret directly jump over the guardrail while clucking pissed, “Cih,” and pull the wooden beam out firmly.

When he was in front of the back alley, the moans and sighs accompanied by a slight scream of pain the******* were still heard by him. Strange indeed, why was there not a single pedestrian around him.

“It is not strange if the region that still includes the outskirts of District―Area,” Ret said, paying attention to the surrounding while tightly grasping the wooden beams, then entering the alley back.

In the same place, the three gangsters are still enjoying the woman without realizing Ret is back with her oriental face very dark, because somehow she feels very angry.

Seeing the gangster leader turn his back on him, he directly hit the back head of the gangster boss firmly.

*buy!!*

The leader of the gangster immediately fell down and lay face down on the body of the *******.

“Bos!!” exciting one of the gangster members who was leaning enjoyed his cigarette which he immediately threw away, “Sialan―”

Not allowing the gangster to curse\, Ret clasped the wooden block with both hands and smashed the lower chin of the gangster diagonally upward. Following the sound of*Buk!!!* the impact of the wooden block the size of a basball stick immediately threw the gangster\ member, and his back hit the wall of the alley.

Ret was slightly panting after dropping the two gangster members. However, he continued to watch the surroundings, muttering “Where is he? One more, uh―”

“Awas! Behind you!” yell out the woman resuscitating Ret.

And Ret immediately turned around and saw the reflection of the white light light from the sharp blade that was thrust at him very quickly.

“Uh―” But Ret also swung the wooden beam held his hand horizontally.

It was fortunate that the gangster's sharp blade stuck firmly into the wooden beam. Then Ret immediately took a step back and hit the stomach of the gangster who immediately bowed and slightly slammed backward. Then he swung the wooden beam he grasped very tightly from bottom to top very strongly.

The last gangster was thrown backwards, then fell in the trash.

Ignoring his heavy breathing and gasping for breath, Ret threw the wooden block to the side, then hauled the woman lying naked on the ground, and carried her away.

“Oi ..!!” exclaiming a gangster who just came out of one of the doors, “Bos, are you okay?”

The fight was very fast, and the sound caused by the impact of the wooden beam was not as loud as if using a real baseball bat.

“Tak what your head is!” umpat the gangster leader, clutching his bloody head, “Pursue him! Quick!!”

The gangsters go after Ret. And the gangsters who were hit by him also tried to chase after him limping, like dazed people running.

Ret kept running while transporting the woman who was hugging him tightly from the front. He continued to run, turn, jump and make random turns.

Ret doesn't know where to go. To be sure, if he was caught it would be very dangerous because it was very likely that he would get heavy injuries.

“Uh ...” Ret kept running into the alley deeper. “If I am seriously injured, it will be more dangerous than last month.”

Since he kept doing his daily routine, he ran quite fast even while hauling a woman.

However, raising his head and looking up, he frowned as he looked at the corner of the alley where the camera lens was pointed right at him.

“CCTV? Apa―” squeals Ret, refracts his jaw, “Sial.”

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