Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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Atall,stalwart,violent-lookingmobsterrushedintardenaheadofhisbandoffive,sixferociousruffians.Hewasinsuchahurrythatinthedarknesshehithisheadhardagainstaprotrudingwallwhichwassolidasabastionofiron,fhimtototterbackafewstepsasgoldenstarsfshedbeforehiseyes.Herubbedhiseyesashelookedaroundandaskedhisfollowers, “Youguysseeanywallinfront?” “No,boss”theyreplied.“Wedon’tseenowallinfront,oyspace.” “That’sstrange”hemutteredtohimself.“IknowIhitawall.Howethere’snothingthere?”Theshortmanwithanarrowforeheadandpointedheadwhowasfollowingrightbehindhimsaweverythingthathappeherereallywasnothinginfrontofhisboss,butthenhealsoclearlysawhimhitsomethingsolidandtotterbatheimpact!. “That’sspooky!”thoughtheashissly,mouselikeeyesrolledaroundinptionofthesituation.“Therearelotsethingshappeninginthisworld,suymphsfromheavenfloatingdowh;sonothingisimpossible.Thereseemstobesomethingjinxedabouttonightandthingsdon’tlookgood.Bettermixedupwithit.IhadbettertakethefirstceIgettobailoutandlookforthatmysterioustrillionairebymyself.OnceIcapturehim,Iwouldbeingintobigbudwillbeintrolofunlimitedwealth.IfIamsoluckyastocapturethosetwonymphsandhavemywaywiththemtheywouldmakeidealpythings.”Theshortmanwaslostinhiswishfulthinking… Thebigbosswasnotwillingtogiveup.Hebracedhimselfandledhisunderlingsfain.Thistimehewashitbyanironfistrightintheface.Hefellbackwardsheavilyagainsthisfollowersandwhowereknockeddhtalikedominoesandthegroundwasscatteredwithbodieslikesomanyrollinggourds.Theshortmanwiththepointedheadmadeuseofthisopportunitytoslipsilentlyaway.Thebigbossangrilypickedhimselfupfromthegroundandroaredathisfollowersinexasperation, “WhotheFKdarestosurpriseattackme,eh?SpeakorIwillshootthewholepackofyougoodfornothinghooligans.”Thethugsslowlygettingupfromthegroundsawthatthebigbossreallygotitthistime!Hisfacewasswollen,hislefteyebdblue,hisnosebloodyandbrokenandbloodwasdrippingdownfromtheerofhislips.Toventhisangerandfrustrationhekickedandhithisfollowers,shouting,“Talk,youidiots.Whowasitthatattackedme?Ifyouwon’ttalkIwillreallykilllofyou!” 13 “Hey,boss”saidhisfollowersenduringthekidinsultsinmeeksubmission.“Wehaveallbeenwithyouformanyyearsandhavemadeourbonesandprovedourloyaltytoyouagainandagain.Nobodyheredarestoattackyou.Thatwouldbebringingdisasteronourselves!Heyboss,weswearit’snotus.Youthinkitovercarefully.” “Theyareright”thoughtthebigboss.“Thesemenhavebeenwithmeforalongtimeandarescaredtodeathofme.Theydon’tdaremoveafingerevenwhenIamasleep.Butwhointheworldwoulddaretogivemeasurpriseattack?”Heturnedsuddenly,tookhisgunoutofhispocketandaimeditattheskyshouting,“WhotheFKissecretlyattagme?eoutorI’llfire!”Justashewasabouttopullthetrigger,thewristofhisrighthandwhichwasholdingthegunwassuddenlycspedinaviselikegripandthegunwaseasilytakenawayfromhim. “Soyouarethebigboss!”saidavoitheair.“Youarethechiefculpritguiltyofthemostheinouscrimesandhavenardforwandorder.TodayIwillteachyoualesson.”Ironfistspunchedinquicksuccessionathisjawandstomadhisbuttocksreceivedviciouskickswhithimgro