Assault Game!

Trash Chapter #4

“These are the kind of people that should be here. I've got nothing on my skin. Why am I here? Why can't you let me go?”

I was clean. I didn't do anything that went overboard.

Dorian said we were voted to be here by thousands of people, maybe more...

What did I do to offend so many people?

You either go away with your life or chance it here in a 10/90 battle.

Honestly, this was tough for everyone. And they all looked back with fear... In the end, the mafia boss made an angry grunt but walked backward.

The three men, four if you add the glib-tongued bastard— still stood dauntlessly. They had surrounded Dorian in his four sides.

“Sai! How do you want to teach us four? we are very 'sharp' students, you see” The military man boasted with a smirk.

T-they weren't serious at all!!

“Please do not hold back” The lean boy spoke and made a curt bow. Somehow that looked fake to everyone.

“Ptui! What's the need to be courteous to this devil? Let's just peel off his skin and see if his intestines are green.”