Dual World Apocalypse: My Harem Gives Me 10x Rewards

Adrian had hoped that the fuckers were working for money. If that was the case, he could have just paid them to leave. Unfortunately, they didn’t seem interested in money.

Although it annoyed him, instead of feeling scared or worried, Adrian smiled. It was the perfect opportunity to let out some steam.

These guys aren’t worth taking weapons out for.

As the dozen or so enemies closed in on him, Adrian felt a rush of adrenaline. He knew it would not be easy to do without any weapons, but he took a deep breath and prepared to fight.

One of the boys lunged at Adrian with a wooden stick. Adrian sidestepped, grabbing the boy’s arm and twisting it, forcing him to drop the stick.

"Take this!"

Another boy swung a metal rod at Adrian’s head, but Adrian ducked, the rod whistling harmlessly over his head. Unfortunately, the rod hit one of the goons right in the face, cracking his nose.

"Watch where you swing that damn thing, you moron!" someone yelled.

Adrian took advantage of the situation and kicked out. His foot connected with the second boy’s knee, sending him crashing to the ground.

Another goon lunged at Adrian with a metal pipe. He sidestepped and grabbed the pipe, yanking it from the attacker’s hands, and used it to block an incoming strike from behind.

The baseball bat clanged against the pipe, sending vibrations up Adrian’s arm. But he pushed the man off himself as two more people charged at him.

He kicked one in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground, and swung the pipe at the other, catching him in the shoulder. The boy cried out in pain and fell back.

But the numbers were against him. While Adrian was dealing with one attacker, another came at him from behind, hitting him hard on the back. Adrian stumbled, pain flaring up his spine, but he managed to stay on his feet and swung the pipe, hitting the attacker square in the face.

So far, he had been intentionally avoiding hitting anyone in sensitive parts. If he did, they would definitely die when the apocalypse arrived, but he realized he didn’t have that luxury anymore. If he wanted things to get under control, he would have to fight more aggressively.

Two more rushed him simultaneously. Adrian grabbed the arm of one, using him as a shield against the other’s stick. The stick hit the attacker’s back, and Adrian used the moment to elbow the second guy in the face. He then pushed the first one away, sending him crashing into a wall.

The other lackeys hesitated for a moment, seeing their friends being taken down so quickly.

"Get him, you idiots!" the man shouted, growing frustrated.

They had the numbers and the weapons. Yet they were failing to deal with a single child. It didn’t even make sense.

Slowly, the man realized what had happened with Chad, and his gang in the washroom wasn’t an exaggeration. The brat was a capable fighter.

Why am I praising him!? If I don’t beat him here, Gina won’t hold her end of the deal!

By then, three more charged at Adrian. He dodged a swing from the first, then delivered a swift uppercut that sent him sprawling.

The second swung a bat at his legs, but Adrian jumped, kicking the guy in the chest in mid-air. The third tried to grab him from behind, but Adrian twisted out of his grip and flipped him over his shoulder.

Thud!

Suddenly, Adrian felt a sharp pain in his side and saw that one of the goons had hit him with a pipe. He gritted his teeth against the pain and swung a fist at the guy, knocking him out cold.

Despite his efforts, Adrian only managed to knock out nine of them. The other three, including the man, slowly got to their feet. They appeared hesitant to attack him, but were back on their feet, regardless.

Suddenly, one of the lackeys with a chain swung it wildly at Adrian, who caught it and pulled, causing the guy to stumble forward into a knee to the stomach. Adrian spun around, slamming the chain into the side of another attacker’s head, taking both of them down in a flash.

Finally, Adrian stood alone, panting around the groaning bodies of the goons scattered around him. The man looked at his mates and spat out in disgust. It should have been an easy fight, but they lost horribly against a boy, of all people. If the news got out, their careers as goons for hire would take a massive hit.

"Tsk," the man clicked his tongue. "Looks like I’ll have to do it on my own."

"Do we really have to do this?" Adrian, looking annoyed by now, asked the man.

"You think you’re tough?" the man taunted, ignoring Adrian’s question, and flexed his bulky frame. "Let’s see how tough you really are."

"...don’t cry later about this."

Adrian attacked first, landing a punch to the man’s gut, but it felt like hitting a wall. The man’s fat belly absorbed the impact, and he barely flinched.

"That’s all you got?" the man laughed. "Now it’s my turn."

He swung a massive fist at Adrian, who dodged and retaliated with a series of quick jabs to the man’s face. But the man just kept laughing. His fat provided a natural armor for him. Adrian’s frustration grew as his attacks seemed ineffective.

"What’s the matter? Not so tough now?" the man taunted. "Looks like I’ll be getting that kiss after all."

Adrian looked puzzled upon hearing those words. He had assumed that the man and the lackeys were attacking him because Chad had paid them for it. But it was all because of a kiss?

Could Chad’s mother be the one...?

Adrian’s face twisted in a mix of confusion and disgust. The mental image of Chad’s mother kissing someone like the man made him cringe.

Chad’s mom, with her sharp features and always angry expression, puckered up to kiss the pig-like the man was something straight out of a nightmare.

The thought was so absurd that Adrian almost laughed out loud. Maybe the man couldn’t get any girls, so he settled for a kiss from Chad’s mom. The thought was both hilarious and repulsive.

"Seriously?" Adrian said, shaking his head in disbelief. "You’re doing this for a kiss from Chad’s mom? That’s... just gross."

The leader’s smile faded, replaced by a scowl. "What the hell are you talking about? Why would I kiss that hag? I get it... You’re making fun of me!"

He lunged at Adrian, intending to crush him with his enormous size. Adrian waited until the last second before delivering a swift, precise kick to the man’s groin.

The man’s eyes bulged, and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his nether regions as he groaned in pain.

"Why...? Argh..."

"All men have a shared weakness, you know." Adrian looked down at him and shrugged. "No fat armor of yours can protect your nuts."

"You coward..."

"Bitch, you brought eleven others to fight me! You’re the last person who should talk about cowardice!"

"Fuck... you!"

"Oh, yeah? Let’s see how you talk after this."

He tried to suplex the man, hoping the move would knock him out. But the man was too bulky for Adrian to wrap his arms around. So, he kicked the man in the face, knocking him out cold.

Adrian looked around to see if anyone else wanted to continue. Satisfied with his work, he rushed towards his home only to see Gina standing there, fixing her makeup. When she noticed Adrian, she quickly pushed him back onto the terrace and shut the door behind her.

"I’m glad I don’t have to kiss that pig," she smiled, turning to face Adrian. "The question is, where do you want your kiss?"