VLANCE
I lost my balance and fall, together with the glasses and other stuffs that was placed on the top of the counter and everything shattered down the ground. I sat up, close my eyes and shook my head to clear my vision as I felt a little dizzy from the sudden hard punch I just received.
"Tarantado ka! Didn't we agreed that if you lose on the drag race, you'll stop meddling with my business!" said Cholo, the foolish promoter of an illegal street fight—The Street Fist as they call, a blood sport wherein homeless minor boys being lured to spar with one another, unjustly compensated with a piece of bun to feed their empty stomach, while the asshole elite boys bets as they cruelly enjoy watching the poor young boys almost kill each other. They were badly treated like c***s on a cockpit. M
