“f**k off you fool, before you get killed.” The man responded with a rough voice, moving every beard on his face as the words came out of his mouth. “Is that so?.” Julius took one more look at the man’s ugly face and imagined how he couldn’t get even girls at the red light district to sleep with him for money due to his ugliness. ‘So sad.’ Applying a little pressure, he crushed the man’s wrist by simply squeezing it lightly according to his imagination. In reality lightly won’t be the word someone will use after looking at the man’s hand. ‘Such fragile bones too.’ ‘Fools, if it wasn’t for my dear husband’s intervention, you’ll all be in serious trouble right now.’ Emilia thought to herself as she left everything to Julius. After the man let out an agonizing scream at the top of his lung

