Crash!Barra Sterling slammed his phone onto the wooden table. Its cracked screen pressed against a pile of bills.Two seconds later, it rang loudly. The vibration knocked several coins onto the bare concrete floor.The screen displayed an unsaved number Barra knew by heart. It was Baxter, the greediest loan shark in Neva City's Northern District.He answered the call."Your debt is due tonight, Barra," the voice pierced sharply."Give me two days," Barra replied.A rough snort followed. "Is this a charity? You promised the same thing two days ago.""My boarding house is empty. No tenants yet." Barra leaned back."Not my problem.""I need time to find tenants.""I don't care. Pay by tonight, or I'll bring heavy machinery tomorrow."Barra rolled his neck, his joints cracking softly."Twenty thousand, Barra. Pay tonight, or we level your rundown boarding house.""You have no right!" Barra retorted."No right? Hahaha..." Baxter laughed loudly. "The law in Neva City is money, and you used

Crash!Barra's leather boots kicked the wooden door of his room wide open.He stepped inside, carrying the woman's limp body over his right shoulder."She is quite heavy," Barra complained softly.He lowered her body slowly, laying her on his thin foam mattress covered in dull sheets. The iron bed creaked softly under the extra weight.Barra's room felt extremely stuffy. There was no air conditioning, only a small static fan mounted on the wall.The drug in the woman's bloodstream reacted quickly to the room temperature.Her beautiful face flushed bright red. Her breath came in hot pants, releasing thin steam from her slightly parted lips."Hot... open... let go," she babbled in a hoarse voice.Her hands moved restlessly out of control. She tugged at her shirt, which had been torn since the alley incident. The top button popped off from the rough pull.A sharp mix of expensive perfume and sweat immediately filled the air. The sweet scent instantly enveloped every corner of Barra's cra

The woman pulled the dull blanket up to her neck. Her hands trembled violently as she gripped the edge of the rough fabric. ​"I will call the police and lock you up right now!" she threatened loudly. "I will make sure you rot in a cell today!" ​Barra placed his plastic cup on the wooden table. ​"Report me," Barra replied. "But make sure you pay your room rent bill first before dialing the emergency number." ​Barra stood up from his plastic chair and walked toward the old iron bed. His hand picked up the torn white shirt from the dirty tiled floor, tossing the wet clothes right onto the woman's lap. ​"Check your own body before throwing accusations," Barra said. "There is no pain at all down there, right?" ​The woman clenched her jaw tightly. Her eyes glanced hesitantly at the dirty shirt on her lap. ​"Your underwear is still intact. It has not shifted a bit since last night," Barra said. "There are only red bruises on your collarbone and neck. Those are purely from the strong p

Instead of screaming hysterically or covering her face with both hands, Valerie just stood frozen.Her eyes did not blink at all, staring straight at Barra's proportional curves and large manhood.Barra turned, looking at Valerie who was silently gaping at his new body.Instead of being embarrassed, Barra smirked faintly, letting the Sinclair Group heir see his "new" body which was certainly very hot to women."What are you looking at?" Barra asked with a sarcastic tone.Valerie immediately raised her gaze. Their eyes now met."Y, You pervert!" Valerie cursed, hiding her nervousness.The woman turned her back on Barra while covering her face which was red from embarrassment.Barra pulled a black t-shirt from the mattress, also sweatpants of the same color, then put them on in one quick movement while throwing a faint smirk."You boldly entered without knocking on the door, yet I am the one blamed," Barra said.He walked casually past Valerie toward the kitchen at the end of the hallwa

​They entered the boarding house. Their footsteps stomped roughly at the same time along the corridor.​They simultaneously raised their steel machetes straight ahead, aiming at Barra's chest without the slightest hesitation.​"System, can you find the weaknesses of these five bastards?" Barra asked in his head.​The holographic blue screen buzzed softly and projected data right in front of his retinas.​[Scanning five targets...]​[Target 1 (Scar): High agility, poor balance on the left leg. Weapon: Carbon Steel Machete.]​[Target 2: Short body posture, focused attacks from the enemy's blind spot. Swing strength below average.]​[Target 3: Tanker type. Dense muscle mass, slow movement. Vital point exposed on the right stomach.]​[Target 4 & 5: Support positions in the back row, low awareness level.]​Barra smiled. Now he already pocketed the list of the enemies' weaknesses and strengths. So, there was no reason to be nervous.​He stared sharply at them, then slid his right foot backw