Chapter 83: That blockhead.
"Must be tough, having such a babe stuck to you but you can’t make any moves on her," Franco spoke in a wistful tone. "Can’t say I envy you."
"Tell me about it," Mark replied.
"I for one am really jealous." Alex leaned back into the bench. "I would die to have such a cute maid calling me her master."
"Just to be clear, if either of you get any funny ideas, I’m killing you on the spot."
Franco and Alex exchanged looks and burst out laughing a second later.
The smoker was the first to realize what the new guy said wasn’t a joke, and once he did, the smile instantly disappeared from his face.
"Calm down, brother." He held his hands up defensively. "Nobody is going after your maids."
Alex, a little slow on the take, continued to laugh for a while before shaking his head.
"I do admit she’s cute but... I prefer women with bi-"
The rest of his words were swallowed by the air blasting right beside his face. An instant later, something exploded a few meters behind the bench where they were sitting, shaking the ground slightly.
Only Franco leaned away from the explosion. Mark and Alex were petrified, not daring to move a single inch. The former had blood drained from his face so much that he turned blue. The latter still had a smile on his face, but from the looks of it, his soul had already left its shell.