Supremacy Games

The capital city Androxa, in a house near the northern border of the city…

Five individuals were sitting around a table with ugly expressions on their faces. Who can blame them? They were just conned out of 8 million SC with some tips.

What's even worse was that they were professional frauds who had an infamous reputation throughout the kingdom.

Countless young masters and rich newcomers fell into their schemes, losing fortunes they could never recover from. Yet this infamous gang got scammed by a stranger.

"Mr. One, can you please explain why the hell did you add that bastard in our operation? You could have simply cried out loud that you don't know him, and he will have no choice but to bounce."

The kind woman from before raged while pointing her finger at Mr. One. She couldn't handle the awkward silence in the room anymore.

"Miss Four, it's not like I didn't think about it. It's that I couldn't!!" He placed his head on the table, not daring to make eye contact with his partners, and explained what happened.

"The moment I wanted to expose him, he whispered in my ears that if I don't play along he will advertise our real faces in UVR, and I somehow believed him, because he called me Mr. One. Something only you guys know."

He buried his head under his arms even further and continued, "After that, I could only play along, or else our scam would be exposed. Forget about earning a coin, I would have been beaten to death by the mob. Even though they couldn't kill me, the pain is 100% real, and I wanted to avoid that at all cost."

"You guys know I hate pain." He coughed to hide his embarrassment after mentioning that.

"Honestly, it was not Mr. One's fault. The little bastard intervened at the worst possible period. At that point, we could only carry on and hope that he just wanted a piece of the profit. Alas, who would have known that he would take the entire cake and run?"

They all sighed helplessly after the naive junior from before mentioned what was truly in their minds. They knew that Mr. One should not be blamed for this. But they needed an outlet to vent their current suppressed anger.

"To make things even worse, young master Lucas will hunt us down the moment he finds out that the nightmare bison was merely a rare ranked bloodline that was forced into evolving to epic rank."

"Fucking hell, who proposed the stupid idea of hiding our gang logo in our products to spread our fame?! Now we will take the brunt of The Ethanon family rage, while not earning a single fart from the scam." The red-haired elder punched the table with his side fist furiously.

Suddenly they all stared at his direction speechlessly, forcing the furious elder to gulp a mouthful.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Because it was you, Mr. Two"

Mr. One eyed him weirdly and continued after seeing his disbelieving look.

"I still remember with vivid details that we were in this room drinking in celebration over our first successful scam. Out of nowhere you stood on the table and proposed that idea."

He coughed and changed his voice into a hoarse one, trying his best to copy the elder voice and said," I quote, *Guys I have a dream to make our gang the most infamous fraud group in the UVR. Everyone will fear us, and the crooks will respect us. But to do so we need to have a unique logo that belongs to us, then hide it in our products, to spread our legacy for all to see.* end of quote."

using his normal voice, "Then

their heads in approval as well,

is either losing his memory or trying to pass the blame to someone

I remembered as well after you reminded me. Just shut up

of his cane on the floor

able to find us

to lay low for a couple of months; I am planning to spend this period in a

is a good tourist destination. I visited a couple of years ago, and it was honestly the greatest tourist experience in my life." The young junior gave

anyone who did not visit

go with you, Miss Four. I also never seen it before, we can accompany each other." The fat

each other with numbers to not know each other real identities. So let's keep it that way and never ask me again on

you can just say no politely. Why must

it was not for your constant attempts of hitting on me, would I need to threaten you?" She eyed him coldly and added an extra harsh remake. "You should change your code from Mr. Three to ugly creep,

his heart in anguish, but the way he kept looking at Miss Four was

his heart, while the other trying to reach

him. Alas; it was too late as he began reciting a

My heartstrings had been snapped into small pieces, while my love

'BANG!'

aggrieved, Miss Four banged the table with both of her

him

'Slam!'

remark behind. "I don't want to see his face when I return

eyed Mr. Three

gulped fearfully as he saw them approach him with deadpan expressions. Just

before to stop raping our

one thing to say it to her

over again, breaking Mr. Three's nose and frontal teeth. Even so, he didn't stop

poem as an excuse to vent his

the ground with 4 snapped limbs, each pointing in different directions. Not mention his face that was unrecognizable after that heavy

out in his condition. But Mr. Three just smiled with his bloodied mouth that had no teeth left and said with a hoarse inaudible

understand my art or my love for Miss Four. No matter how much you torture me, I will

"Hehehe, cough, cough"

expressing his love using poems, he ended up swallowing a tooth, forcing him to chock on it. He coughed while clutching

at his misery, not caring if

rare event while saying, "Miss Four will pay a heavy price to

on their assistant to save him. So,