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."

and carried on using his normal voice, "Then you laughed like a madman and passed out due

in approval as

his memory or trying to pass the blame to

as well after you reminded me. Just

on the

able to find us if we lived normally. But the moment we

low for a couple of months; I am planning to spend this period in a vacation. I always wanted to see Oceanic World." Miss Four shared her plans with

years ago, and it was honestly the greatest

anyone who did not visit the Oceanic World is missing half

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

identities. So let's keep it that way and never ask me again on a date or I will smash your little balls." She viciously threatened him, not caring about his pitiful

politely. Why must you always be this

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

you my heart, so you can see my honest feelings. But you trampled on it coldly." Mr. Three clutched his heart in anguish, but

heart, while the other trying to

coming tried to stop him. Alas; it was too late as he began reciting a

pieces, while my love juice

'BANG!'

banged the table with both of her hands the moment he

with him anymore. I swear on

'Slam!'

shut after exiting, leaving one last loud remark behind. "I don't want to see his face when I return from my vacation. Otherwise, I will

eyed Mr. Three who still didn't realize that

to wake up Mr. Three from his absent-mindedness. He gulped fearfully as he saw them approach him with deadpan expressions. Just as he tried to escape, they jumped all on him and began roughing

we tell you before to stop

her and another to do so in

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

the poem as an excuse to vent his shame over being played by

ground with 4 snapped limbs, each pointing in different directions. Not mention his

Mr. Three just smiled with his bloodied mouth that had no teeth left and

guys will never understand my art or my love for Miss Four. No matter how

"Hehehe, cough, cough"

swallowing a tooth, forcing him to chock on it. He coughed while clutching his neck, trying

laughed at his misery, not caring if he choked to

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

others nodded and pointed their bracelet at Mr. Three, who gave up on relying on their assistant to save him. So, with a pained heart, he paid a heavy fee to heal his body to peak form